Blank Limit - The Furry Band

[Vamp]

Vamp reached into his pocket and handed Scautty a small pad of paper. "New song. I don't know if it's any good. I was buzzed when I wrote it."

[Scautty]

"Well, I'm not really--" I noticed Vamp reaching a note to me through the door. I went ahead and grabbed it, shooing him away as I closed the door again.

I slowly opened the peice of paper as I began to speak to her. "Miss Rowan, I'm not really after adoctor. This condition is nothing the best can cure. If I get the medical field involved, I'd be eating dinner through an IV. I don't want that to hold the band down... So I guess I'll try my best to ket them have their fun."

I opened the paper to some tablatures, showing some chords and some random notes. I couldn't really play out the notes in my head, so I set it aside onto my desk.

Post Merge: August 27, 2009, 03:00:44 AM((

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[Chrono Blackwyng]

Chrono went back to his room and drank what he thought was a bottle of coca-cola, but it was a beer with the label torn off. He took a quick drink and belched out a flame. "That isn't supposed to happen when I drink soda..." he said before sniffing the bottle and almost retching. I can't believe I just drank alchohol, in my room of all places!

[Armalite_]

Spike sat in his room on his bed staring into the shadow in the corner. He repeatedly slid his cell phone open and closed. As he sat beneath the dim, swinging lightbulb overhead, he thought about his non existant future. As the smoke billowed off the untouched cigarette wasting away in the ash tray, a single tear rolled down Spike's cheek. He hugged his knees up to his chest and looked over to all the used syringes on the counter opposite to him. Spike stared up at the ceiling and the four walls surrounding him before he let out a long sigh.

[Shenzii]

Rowan sat on the Scautty's bed quietly. "I just don't wanna lose ya... you're a big part of this band. Just try not to let it get you down." She stood and put her hand on his shoulder. She smiled softy and walked away. She opened the door quietly and walked out. She went over to the couch and sat down. Her phone vibrated as the battery died.

[Chrono Blackwyng]

Chrono stumbled out of his room and covered his mouth as he belched again, looking like a firecracker just went off in front of him. This is why I can't drink alchohol He thought while trying to avoid getting too close to any of the walls.

[Armalite_]

Spike threw everything he could fit into the garbage bag. He took a final look at all the pre-rolled joints in his palm before they slipped through his fingers into the bag. He tossed all they syringes and spoons into a container and chucked them. As he threw each of the pipes in order of the way they were lined up in his drawer, he began to have second thoughts of what he was doing. He looked up into the mirror, his face lined with the deep bags below his eyes, the bloody bandages wrapped arpund his head, and the emptyness in his eyes, he finally remembered why he was doing this. He walked over to the bong on his desk and grabbed it by the top end before swinging it like a bat against the wall to have it shatter into millions of pieces. As the sound of the glass broke the silence, it felt like Spike's heart had been ripped in half. He collapsed to his knees with the realization of what he'd just done. He clenched his chest, he head pressed against the floor, leftover shards cracking under his head, he broke into tears.

[Scautty]

I watched as Rowan exited the room, keeping an eye on the door she closed behind her.

I was slowly letting everything sink in - taking it in like a hot bath. I've been connotating the band's status so poorly... When throughout I could have done something about it. I looked out at the clear air outside. The evening sun cloaked the windowsill as I pondered to a conclusion; I will better this band. No matter it be for a good future or as a heirloom to leave behind to my friends... My family. I pulled out my phone and texted Spike. As I finished the text and sent it, I tossed the phone onto my desk and laid back on the bed. Change was finally there for answering to.

Spike... I'm sorry.

[Armalite_]

Spike's phone began to play his favorite song on his desk. Spike stopped what he was doing and looked up. He stood up, cracking more glass, and looked at his phone vibrating and ringing away. He walked over and looked at the text he'd recieved from Scautty. He wiped away his tears and read the message over and over. He pocketed his phone and walked over to the coat rack, slipping on his leather jacket and walking into the hallway. He stopped at Scautty's door and paused before he knocked. He thought for a moment. He knocked anyway.

[Scautty]

I sat up from my bed, still slightly sprawled, cofortably. "Come in!" I returned my cheery voice back to the way it was.

[Armalite_]

Spike looked down at the doorknob. He swallowed before he gripped and turned. The door swung open and he stood in the doorway staring at Scautty. "I...I uh...got your text and I'm...I'm sorry too." Spike swallowed again. "I quit, man..."

[Scautty]

I froze. "Wh- What?!" After some time on the bed, I stood to his front, looking him in his despairing eyes.

[Armalite_]

"I quit." Spike said again. "I'm done. Finished." He said. "I'm heading in a new direction. I did some thinking and I decided I don't want to live like this."

[KittKat chunky~]

*Kistrev was at the bar with three student friends... the drinks where on him for once... hed been given a rise and the hard techno had eleviated his spirits to the level of feeling high...* i got the glow sticks man... you wanna get on the dance floor?!

[Armalite_]

Spike looked at Scautty's frozen face. "I figured it'd make you happy." He said.