forum A Summer Road Trip / Soulmate/Adventure RP / CLOSED

Started May 01, 2018 by @Natasha

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//YES go for it! Ill search it up and stuffs :)

(lol sorry @hope! And @TurtleOfFreedom, that's completely fine! I'm only annoyed if someone makes him say something he wouldn't, or anything like that.)

//yay! Thats the same for me :P

//yay :D

What am I missing? Simon pondered as he searched his room for his missing item. Phone, earbuds, guitar, sheet music, clothes, uh-huh.. He opened his drawers on his dresser, revealing his wallet. Right! He grabbed it and shoved it into his pockets while balancing his backpack on a shoulder. "I'm leaving mom!" He hollered up the stairs. No answer. He found a nearby sticky note and wrote: 'Money is on the counter.' He exited his house and jogged to the bus stop.

Nathan held a thumbs up. "Yep, I can't wait. What about you? What instrument do you play?" He noticed he only made Liia seem more nervous, but he tried to focus her on something else. It would be great to make new friends on the first day, right?

(Ezra has a case that's double wide and can put both his bass and guitar in it.)
Ezra finished putting his bass and guitar into their conjoined case and picked up the small backpack he had been packing. As he headed out the door he said goodbye to his mom who was visiting. He sang her a sweet song and gave her a kiss. "Love you mom." Backpack on his back and case in hand, he was on his way to the bus. He arrived not shortly after and fiddled with his curly hair. He climbed aboard and tried not to look nervous as he walked past some conversing people. Gosh people made friends fast. He sat towards the back and put in some earbuds. Unconsciously he began singing along. The song was Titanium. And he was singing rather loud.

(for those who may have missed it)

Simon slowed to a walk and approached the bus. He took a small piece of crumpled paper out of his pocket and checked to make sure he was looking for the right bus. This is it. He adjusted his grip on his guitar case and walked up the small steps.

Jessica walked through the tour bus, silently watching her new bandmates converse.

In other news, Braydon tripped over his own feet and just about died. He was glad no one was around to see him do that.

(@JustAPandaWithALife can Lydial go up to Nathan and tell them to leave Liia alone?)

(Um, sure. I'm cool with that)

Jessica walked through the tour bus, silently watching her new bandmates converse.

In other news, Braydon tripped over his own feet and just about died. He was glad no one was around to see him do that.

Applause That was the best piece of writing I've read in a long time.

Ezra sang. His voice was loud but not harsh and he got so into the music he didn't realize how loud he had gotten he was an alto tenor and his voice had a warm feeling to it.

Nathan held a thumbs up. "Yep, I can't wait. What about you? What instrument do you play?" He noticed he only made Liia seem more nervous, but he tried to focus her on something else. It would be great to make new friends on the first day, right?

“I’m, uh… well, I guess I’m pretty excited, you know… I used to play violin, but its been a few years,” Liia replied. She froze when she heard a voice start to sing, out loud, unaware or uncaring of the people surrounding. “Do you hear that?” She whispered, in awe of their courage.

Simon lowered his gaze, not wanting to make eye contact with anyone for now. He shuffled to the back of the bus and set his case and backpack down infront of him. He finally realised that someone was singing.
Did someone specifically choose musical kids for this? He sighed, not planning on making friends.

Jay stopped humming as he heard someone singing rather loudly. To be honest, he was a little disappointed that the other boy's singing made him loose his place in his song.

Nathan looked around, and spotted a boy who seemed to sing his heart out. "If he's got the courage to start singing, I guess I can drum along," He said, laughing. He took his drum sticks out of his backpack and started tapping them on the table to the beat of his song.