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Post by Cristobal Perez on Aug 14, 2013 2:31:26 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][bg=eeeeee][atrb=width,500,true] NEVER FORGET, NEVER REGRET — THAT ISOLATED SHELL OF PROTECTION EXISTS NEVERMORE. WORDS here. MUSE here. TAGGED here. NOTES here STATS: HAN: 13--REI: 12--HAK: 10--SEI: 12--BUK: 10--HOH: 13
Does Music sooth the soul or fuel to its rage? Cristobal could not help but question this as he watch the reaction of the humans. Over the period of time he has been in the human world, he has attended several musical concerts. He has been to rock concerts, rap concerts, pop concerts, electronica concerts, and metal concerts. All of which had different types of reactions from the humans. It was odd, but amusing as well. His real reason for questioning this was the current concert he was at attendance to. This one was more alternative/indie type rock, but was very calming to listen to.
During the time he was attending the concert, he monitored the reactions of the humans in the crowd. It was certainly a one eighty from how the fans of metal music enthusiast. Their reactions were a lot more destrictive and pulse pounding. While the reactions of the humans here was mellow and calming. Out of the two, Cristobal found the alternative/indie concert to be much more amusing to listen to. It fit his more care-free type of life style and attitude. Plus, he like being able to hear the lyrics. Though when it came to metal concerts, he really admired the rifts of the guitars and the sound of the other instruments. It was definitely amusing to listen to and he must admit that it did pump up his adrenaline a bit. He guess he couldn't really chosoe a favorite genre, there was different things about them that he loved. It might make him seem like the indecisive type, but that is how he is.
"This is a nice concert. I should attend more like this." he stated while sitting along a stand not to far south-west of the stage. He slowly swayed left and right as he listen to the song that was currently playing. He tended to find it easier to listen to music with your eyes closed and your ears open. It made the music so much more worth while to listen to. As he did this, his arms rested along his lap. His hair brush against his face as he continued to sway left to right. "Hmm, something feels odd." he stated while stopping his swaying and opening his eye. Shifting his gaze left to right, he question why he felt as if there was something awry to happen.
TEMPLATE BY SAMARECARM OF OTE + BTN
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Post by Alestar Carson on Aug 24, 2013 22:25:50 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style, width:100px; height: 300px; background-color:#000000; border-right:4px solid #00ff00;][atrb=vAlign,top] WORDS 428 TAGS Cristobal, N NOTES INSTRUCTIONS | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style, width:300px; background-color:#000000; border-right:4px solid #00ff00;] I CANNOT SEE THE FUTURE YET -- N couldn't believe he was dragged to this place. The girl he was with seemed to be like him, in a way. She believed in all the rights he did, but she wasn't the same as he was. This music was terrible, the people were worse. This wasn't relaxing or calming like he thought it would be. That place was a drag, and he wanted out of there as soon as possible. The girl wasn't even worth the torture.
She looked like she was put in a trance by this low quality music, and he didn't even feel like being there with her. He inched away from her little by little, not even sure if she realized he left in the first place. That showed how much she paid attention to him. They'll meet up some other time. It wasn't as if she got a ride from him and needed him to go home. They met up there, so his premature leaving wouldn't affect her much.
N attempted leaving, unsure of which way the exit was. He started off from the complete middle of the crowd, knowing that going opposite of the stage wouldn't help him. The farther back he tried going, the more crowded it was. There were too many around for his liking. He went a direction that he knew wasn't the exit, but there was likely to be less people. N was beginning to feel claustrophobic just standing in the crowd. He needed to get out of it soon.
He ended up in an area that made him completely confused. There was no way he'd find the exit from this area. N was only relieved at the fact of there being not as much people in this area. He frantically looked from side to side trying to see if there was someone near who seemed helpful enough to give him trustworthy instructions. No matter how he looked at it, none of these people looked trustworthy enough for him to even speak to. Until he saw someone who didn't look like they belonged here. This guy looked around as if he were suspicious of something, but that didn't stop N from approaching him. He waved his hand in front of his face as he approached him. "Excuse me! Hey! Do you know where an exit is that's not crowded?" He tried speak louder than the music, but wasn't sure if he achieved that goal. He knew he'd get the other guy's attention from the arm flailing, though. That was a no brainer.
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Post by Cristobal Perez on Aug 26, 2013 0:52:49 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][bg=eeeeee][atrb=width,500,true] NEVER FORGET, NEVER REGRET — THAT ISOLATED SHELL OF PROTECTION EXISTS NEVERMORE. WORDS here. MUSE here. TAGGED here. NOTES here STATS: HAN: 12--REI: 15--HAK: 12--SEI: 13--BUK: 14--HOH: 17
The lyrics slowly flowed through one ear and out the other as he swayed left to right. His face was expressionless and manage to drown out any noice some ofthe people in the crowd made. "This is nice, I really can get into these type of concerts. These humans sure know how to make good music." he spoke as a yawn escape his lips. Opening his eyes, he look out to the crowd of people as he saw them hold up their cell phones. Raising a brow, apparently that must of been something common with the humans, he has seen it before.
"Is the light from their devices suppose to signafy something? I've seen them done this a lot at different concerts." He has also seen them video tape the concert, which was odd when he first saw it, but very interesting. Along with them being able to speak to others from far away. He wanted one of those, but they required financing, something he did not have but could aquire. Being in the human world for so long has made him wish he could blend in more. He wouldn't mind having a life here, like how the shinigami are able to mix in with their gigai's and what not. Maybe he will be able to do so as well, in the future.
As he was looking out to his right, he heard a voice from behind. He usually would ignore stuff such as this when he hears it. It was not as if the humans could see him or anything. But this time he did, only to spot a green haired boy looking directly at him. With a puzzled expression, he was surprised, the boy could actually see him. Placing his hands onto his sides, he turned around for a moment to look out to the concert before looking for the male. "So you can see me, interesting. As for a answer, just use your powers, if you have any. If not, hop onto the stand and look for a path." he responded while scratching the back of his head.
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Post by Alestar Carson on Sept 8, 2013 15:48:37 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style, width:100px; height: 300px; background-color:#000000; border-right:4px solid #00ff00;][atrb=vAlign,top] WORDS 285 TAGS Cristobal, N NOTES -- | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style, width:300px; background-color:#000000; border-right:4px solid #00ff00;] I CANNOT SEE THE FUTURE YET -- N got what he believed to be was the most idiotic answer possible. He didn't want to drag attention to himself, yet the man's only solution was to do just that. To use his powers. How.. pathetic. What was he supposed to do? Clear a path with brute force and possibly destroy all lives he came in contact with? However the next suggestion was just as bad. Why in gods name would he hop on a stand? That was just asking for trouble. He was bound to be noticed by everyone if he did that, and being noticed was considerably worse than just being stuck in this concert.
However, if he was going to be stuck here until the very end, he didn't want to be bored. N still found this guy to be the most appealing person to converse with. All the humans near him were dressed in unappealing manners, yelling and screaming at the band, and singing along out of tune. He really wanted to teach these people a lesson in singing on key, but that really wasn't his call. He sighed because there was nothing he could do about it. He tuned the crowd out and genuinely tried to enjoy the music, yet it wasn't his taste.
N looked back at the not-so-smart man, and decided to try to strike up a conversation with the man. "Why are you here?" He said it bluntly, coming off as a bit rude, but N was genuinely curious as to why someone like him was at a concert like this. He was sure the man probably had better things to be doing than to sit around and waste away at some shit concert. the world is still to be determined. |
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Post by Cristobal Perez on Sept 9, 2013 20:28:38 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][bg=eeeeee][atrb=width,500,true] NEVER FORGET, NEVER REGRET — THAT ISOLATED SHELL OF PROTECTION EXISTS NEVERMORE. WORDS here. MUSE here. TAGGED here. NOTES here STATS: HAN: 12--REI: 15--HAK: 12--SEI: 13--BUK: 14--HOH: 17
It seems the male did not really like the suggestion given to him. Givng a slight shrug, his arms folded over his chest while his gaze shifted back to the stage. Nodding along to the music, he motion back and forth along the stand as his right knee raised to his chest. Placing his foot along the stand, his gaze turn towards the crowd as he watch the crowd sing along with the band. Sighing, he really hated when they this, it made it hard for him to listen to the band. He understood that they loved the band and wanted to sing along to their favorite songs, but singing wasn't for everyone. Especially those that were off key, pitchy, and had the voices of a nail to a chalk board.
Ignoring that, he was luckily capable of tuning them out. The band really did have interesting music, he like when the lyrics are dark and twisted. It is part of the reason why he likes metal type music so much. The difference between them though, it is much more easier to hear the lyrics to music like this. Running his right palm through his hair, he turn his attention back towards the green haired male. Hearing his question, he questioned why his words sounded so harsh. He had the right mind to respond back in the same manner. But luckily for him, the music had calmed him.
"Because, I like the music. Why wouldn't I be here?" he questioned himself while forming a slight smirk. "For someone in a rush to get out of here, why are you here? You don't like the music? Or is the people to nausiating to be around? I guess i can now see why you didn't take my suggestions. You can be seen by them. Sometimes I forget that I am a arrancar surrounded by mortals. It's easier for me to move around, aye? Why don't you dress like those comic book heroes? That would be a interesting show for the mortals, no?" he rambled while keeping his attention on the male. Waiting for a response, he tuned back into the concert as he heard a more pulse pounding type of song. "Interesting." he spoke as he nodded along to the music.
TEMPLATE BY SAMARECARM OF OTE + BTN
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