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Post by Rath Donnelly on Nov 1, 2008 16:38:05 GMT -4
"And I call it like I see it. As I see it? Samson Brighton is a talentless white boy. He only drums, and nobody cares about drummers, they're all talentless hacks," the light-haired girl muttered, rolling her eyes dramatically. Crossing her arms over her chest, Brody finally sat back down in her chair, lifting up her coffee and taking a sip. "Whatever you say. I don't want to work with him, you're bad enough. And maybe it's not ours, but Lucy is my best friend ever, and she won't fuck me over."
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Post by Kenneth Harwood on Nov 2, 2008 10:03:02 GMT -4
Jude snorted. "You know, you're borderline paranoid. No one's trying to fuck you over; we're just helping Johnny out. Who's my brother. You know? Twin? If he isn't happy, then I'm not happy. So if I don't play Roger in this stupid musical he'll be upset, and then he'll mope around the house, and then I'll spend hours writing mopey music because HE'S sad." He hated beoing a twin sometimes; they were closer then most siblings, and shared the fabled 'twin bond'. "And I'd like to see you try to drum. It's harder then you think." He couldn't drum to save his life; it was the one instrument he'd never picked up on, no matter how much Samson had tried to teach him. "You might as well back off Samson, and while you're at it you can stop bad mouthing me behind my back. I never did anything to you; you're just being petty and childish." He was getting tired of her constantly trying to pick petty fights with them; Samson especially, where the blonde was so easily provoked.
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Post by Seraphim Donnelly-Rousseau on Nov 2, 2008 14:30:45 GMT -4
"I don't care about your brother complex, okay? Whether or not you and your brother go home and cry about it, does not concern me," Brody snapped, eyes narrowed. "And for the record, I can drum. I can play several instruments, just so you know, but guitar is simply the very most refined of them all, so I stick to that. I bet that I could drum Samson out of the water, too," she added, with a little roll of her eyes, and another snap of her fingers. "I'll back off Samson, when Samson backs off of me. He's a douchebag, and I'm not going to enjoy his presence. And you.. oh, if you don't understand what you've done, then you're the one who's petty and childish. You fucking idiot."
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