“Keep it
real.”
Pablo
Picasso*
CJ's going to
be coming over tomorrow so most likely we'll be looking over the
story I was planning to try and get published and then we may also
have epic Pokemon battles and whatnot.
The
Emotional Band
Love was a
perfectly figured girl and elegant singer for the band. Hate sat in
the back with his drums and banged them with a furious and perfect
rhythm. Happiness and Sorrow were the guitarists standing parallel to
each other and perpendicular to Love. There were many other members
of the band, like Envy and Fear, but they would join in or trade
places with the others depending on what song need to played based on
Circumstance.
Circumstance
was outside the the theater they played in. Their theater was the
Mind. Their song played out to be the mood. This time something
strange and incomprehensible to the audience. The audience couldn't
leave this theater no matter what song was being played so they had
to endure every part of it good or bad. The notes played by Happiness
and Sorrow parallel to each other along with Love with Hate in the
background. The audience trapped in this theater was the various
parts of the person's self.
And the manager
stuck with this situation and the band was Logic.
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