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[uppercuts.livejournal.com]

[ Asch was bamboozled for this place was not his desired destination. But confusion did not beget concern just yet. He was new to the city, so perhaps he just missed a turn... or two... or three.

Though after backtracking he discovered that more than just a turn had to be missed, because this place was all kinds of wrong. ]

...What the hell is this?

[ooc; Ahaha, hi. This is Asch. He's a drummer from the modern game known as beatnation.]

Comments

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

Look behind you. Does that look anything like what you just walked through?

[uppercuts.livejournal.com]

Yeah yeah, I get it now. I just don't get how. So, what now? How do I get back to Beatnation?

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

I have no-

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

Beatnation?

[uppercuts.livejournal.com]

Mhm, City of Music. I just moved there not so long ago. I expected to get lost a few times, but this?

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

... you and that Luke both. That city sounds fucking wicked.

[uppercuts.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I thought so too--

Wait, another Beatnation local?

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

Yeah. We jammed a bit and he told me about it. Trying to get a name for himself and all that.

[uppercuts.livejournal.com]

Ah. Kind of like me, then. Well, I'll get out of your hair now. [Begins to wander off, his hands shoved into his pockets. Maybe he'll stumble upon an exit or something. Yeah, probably not. ]

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

Hey, wait! What genre?

[uppercuts.livejournal.com]

Hm? Oh, it's a tie between rock and alternative.

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

Just wondering.

[uppercuts.livejournal.com]

[ And off he goes. ]