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lyrics: This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
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And the last thing that they want is for the feeling to end
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Mar 28 2017, 02:13 AM
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It was, according to the ancient clock on Dean’s bedside table, 10PM. For any other vampire, this was late morning, but as he peered at the time, he was certain that he had woken up practically in the middle of the daytime, and he couldn’t work out, for a long time, why he was therefore awake when no one wanted to see him at this time. He had no prior commitments. His phone had not beeped obnoxiously to say he was required somewhere. No one was phoning him or knocking on the door, and all he could sense was the usual things: no real light down in this basement, that one spring in his mattress that ruined a good day’s sleep, his left arm already numb-
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Wait, what? Why would it be numb?
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Tearing his eyes away from the clock, he looked over, now suddenly sure what he would see. Now, at last, he remembered yesterday. He had been entirely right; he should not have allowed Etta anywhere near his bedroom, his bed (which took up approximately all the space in said bedroom) and, glancing down, he was sure he recognised that shirt. He also recognised the arm she was using as a pillow, even if he couldn’t feel said arm anymore. How had this happened? He wished he could use alcohol as an excuse, but that wasn’t the truth, and the worst part was that throughout this minor and completely normal freak out, she slept on, quite serenely. He was annoyed that she couldn’t have an equally surprised reaction- a reaction mostly held inside because he was sure if he moved too much, she’d wake up, and he was a dick, but apparently one who recognised the importance of good sleep.
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Nope, sorry, he couldn’t panic about this alone. “Etta!” he burst out, scandalised that she didn’t have the good honour to sleep whilst looking apologetic or something. “I told you you’d do this!”

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Mar 14 2017, 09:49 PM
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Dean wanted to steal a boat. No, to answer literally everyone’s question, he did not know what he was going to do with a boat, but they were everywhere and he felt like they had to be easy to drive, right? He didn’t want to keep the boat, as he had decided that was too much upkeep, but he just wanted to take it for a late-night joyride whilst London assumed he was a viable boat captain or whatever. Fortunately, as he could not steal a boat by himself (he assumed, having little experience in this area), so he had gotten Wren along, mostly by not really telling her what they were up to but insisting it was of the utmost importance. Super important. More important than band practise, which Dean had skipped last night to catch up on sleep and to plan this. The first part had been easiest- finding a boat and then ensuring that it was on a dock that was not highly populated. The lock on the gate had rusted away, and he swung it open, holding it open for Wren as he bounced over to the small boat he had decided was appropriate for a first-timer like himself.
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“Do me a favour and get the lock pick kit out of the bag, will you?” he asked, glancing over his shoulder at Wren and the small bag he had given to her to hold, in part because he looked suspicious just standing somewhere so there was no need to throw a shady bag into the mix, and equally because he had told her this bag was very important too. Well, it was; it just didn’t hold drumsticks or anything. He had already glanced around at the area to ensure it was super empty before he stepped onto the boat. Tragically, although the gate had been easy, getting into the cabin required actual work.



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Mar 14 2017, 09:33 PM
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Dean’s life did, on occasion, lead to pissing off the wrong people and someone slapping handcuffs on him to shut him up. He knew he should be hurt, angry, by this turn of events, but he tended to bear it with good cheer; after all, no one did mildly illegal things without expecting consequences at some point and Dean had racked up a few decades of them already. He was a familiar face at the police station, where they did everything he expected and Dean uncharacteristically did as he was told: let them take his fingerprints, let them explain his charges and simmer in a cell for a few hours. He got an incredibly charming view of a guy with two black eyes glaring him down from the cell opposite, which occupied his time enough he got notified that there would be charges dropped, so no need for bail, and he was free to go – if, the cop had said with a knowing look, there was someone who was willing to pick him up.
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His first phone call, the line went dead before he could even reach voicemail so he argued that he should be allowed a second one. His second call was to Simon, in the hopes that his good nature would mean that even though it was three in the morning, he would want to pick up Dean and vouch for him. He settled in an empty interrogation room for a while and then, finally, they handed his things back to him and allowed him to go out via the front reception. He was still threading his belt through the loops when he pushed into the reception, looking up to spot Simon in the room.
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“Hey,” he greeted cheerily, as though it was not the middle of the night. Admittedly, for Dean, that meant that it was the middle of the day. “How you doin’? Nice night?” he enquired semi-politely, already flashing a bright smile at the grouchy receptionist as if to say, see, I get to get out of here.


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Mar 3 2017, 10:05 PM
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Boredom was not a particularly good look on Dean. Sure, he had bouts of laziness best exemplified by his penchant for lying around and doing nothing in bed for a week or so, but he wasn’t really bored when he did that; he considered that a doing thing, albeit a very slow one. But bored was something else, a feeling that he wasn’t really doing anything at all and that usually led to the sudden bursts of energy, where he wanted something, anything, to do and didn’t really care how he got there. As such, he wandered London with a desire to mess around and no friends with him to help out. He struck lucky when turning a side street and finding, parked right there on the street, an incredibly expensive car, no one else on the streets, no sign of obvious security… Well, to be fair, the latter might not have stopped him but, in a fit of caring, he looked around twice in case he had missed something.
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He had no Etta to do something fun with and no Mia to blow it up, but he wasn’t really looking for finesse when he patted himself for something relevant. In the end, he found his apartment key and figured that yeah, keying the car wasn’t a great act of rebellion, but it would piss the owner off and they really deserved it for having such a car parked out on the street like that. It wasn’t art, but he still enjoyed the feeling of dragging the key deliberately along the expensive paint job and watching it scrape away. He reached the end of the driver’s side door, glanced back, and was certain that the only person who could stare open-mouthed at him like that had to be the owner; no one else would look so horrified. The time, just past five, matched up to the end of a work day.
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A beat passed, eye contact made, and then Dean, in a moment of being a true asshole, dragged the key a little further along to make his point.


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Hello! Hannah and I are looking for two extra members of our band, 1793! This ad is super open though - as long as your character can work within the group dynamic, we don't mind what their history, etc, is like. Personality, history, gender, age, species, etc - all up to you! Obviously, they might struggle if they're a ghost, but right now, the group has a witch and a vampire, so they're obviously very chill. If you have any questions though, feel free to PM either Hannah or I, or ask us for our skype addresses! <p>
about the band (which is indeed called 1793) - So the band were put together by their label (island records) about two years ago, so they can have come from other bands/been solo acts before, whatever. They get on fairly well, have a songwriter in the group, and are all pretty skilled in their own right, at least! They're generally kept safely within the indie/rock genre; think bastille, imagine dragons, maybe the killers occasionally. They've released an album already, regularly do tours, and hang out in their own right, but work is still work, so they do have poorly scheduled jam sessions. \o/ <p>
the current members are dean kennedy (vampire, guitarist) and natasha de luca (witch, bassist) - we're looking for a lead singer/songwriter and a drummer!

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