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Wrong Asumption |M|; Rated M for Mature
Topic Started: Dec 25 2007, 06:17 PM (194 Views)
Setsuya The Hunter Nanase
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[size=7]The Insane Rocker[/size]

A music box turns on indicating the time of the day with an alarm sounding off. This alarm played a music station on the radio, the genre Rock. The sound comes out in hard rifts shaking certain objects in the room. Speaking of, it was well designed well designed for the particular taste that is. Hardwood tile paved the floor, which was covered by a dark carpet. This carpet had many symbols on it ranging from Skulls, guitars, bleeding hearts and other memorable images. It had a desk with a PC in front of a window with dark drapes over it.

To the right, spaced by 8 feet was a cabinet. It was brown with vinyls covering it all over. They quoted several promotional phrases encouraging Punk, Rock, Metal, Being Different and being true to yourself. Directly across the cabinet would be a Closet door that was closed with a vertical mirror next to it. Hung up on the wall around the room would be posters of various bands and one frame guitar that was red.

As the music continued to play a yellow-eyed girl opened her eyes slowly. Creamy skin, short and spiked head of brown hair, she obviously a brunette. It was cropped around her entire head not passing the base of her neck as she sat up with her eyes trying to grasp clear vision. Her bangs, were also spiked as her right eye was covered with spikey hair. The vibe of the Electric Guitar comes into her ear as her head starts to nod and she looks over to her right eye. She rolled off the side of her bed which was covered with flannel styled sheets and a Skull shaped pillow matching in dark colors.

Oh yeah, she was definitely a girl. Her shapely body was seen even through Black and baggy jogging pants and a sports bra. Walking to the music box she lifted it up and held it to her ear. It was a normal routine for her to do this every morning to fully wake up. The guitar solo was starting as she sat down the music box and hopped on her bed, bouncing a bit as she formed her hands like she was holding a guitar. Both fingers moved up and down as if pulling strings on a Guitar. This continued for a minute straight as her eyes closed and her head shook up and down as her hair swayed back and forth viciously from the hard nods.

As the solo ends, so does the girl as she jumps down moving her right arm in a clock-wise format landing on the ground at the end making a noticeable impact. Her door bursts open as a lady stands their with black hair and eyeglasses on.

Setsuya?!? What the fuck are you doing? Its too early in the morning for that shit. Got-damn

Apparently, Setsuya was too loud with her morning RockOut As her mother slammed the door, leaving Setsuyas upper lip curled releasing the word Bitch. That was how she thought of her mom, Melina. She felt her mother didnt understand her at all, the normal plea for a teenager. Her music was her passion and it was like her mother didnt notice or respect it at all. She just couldnt wait till the day she would get hers. When she got it, life would be so sweet.

Getting over her issue with her mother being lame she stood up and walked over to her Pc. She turned on the monitor and leaned over the chair and began typing in a website in the address bar at the top of the PC screen. She tapped one last button as the machine began to run loading up a web page via the internet.

At the top of the page was a styled text in large letters by an Electric Guitar read Rockspace. Setsuya clicked through several pages, at times waiting for the pc to load only to see that she had some new messages on the website. Clicking the link to go to her messages page, she saw it was a guy. The message wrote.

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From |Terry|
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Your music is so moving. You have the flavor gurly girl. We need to hookup in more ways than one.


Setsuyas face lit up as she finished reading. All the time she spent perfecting her tone and tuning her Electric guitar, she finally had recognition from a band in Rock, Public Eyes. Smiling her mother called to her as she stuck her head out of her door seeing what her mother wanted.

Im leaving for work. By babes

Waving with a fake smile on her face she waited till the door closed and her mother drove off to work. She couldnt let her find out about this guy in the band. If she found out, she would really be shut-off from the world. She took out her cell phone and took down his number and wrote down the location listed in the message as she began to get ready as she cranked up her radio.

A good 15 minutes later Setsuya Nanase stood in front of a mirror. Her eyes thin in a tawny, owlish Yellow lead one to believe she was mixed. Upon this assumption you would be right. She was Half-American and Half-Japanese at the same time. The Asian look and feel could be seen in everything about her. Finishing dressing, Setsuya wore a tight tank top with a Purple and White skull with bones crossed behind it on the front of her shirt. Covering her legs were baggy Camouflage pants with a black studded leather belt. It was fastened loosely hanging lowly around her waist exposing the boxers she wore. Around the lace of the obvious black boxers in purple was Like a Rock star

On her fingers were rings. Some silver, and some completely black. On her left hand her two middle fingers had rings with wedding ring having two silver bands. On her right she had one ring around her thumb that was black. Over her wrists was tight studded bands matching her belt in texture and color. Earrings hanged from her ears in Celtic crosses. The last piece was a tight leather neck band that was black. Ready to rock, Setsuya turned and picked up a black case with a strap and slung it over her head to hang from her shoulder. She kissed the bag as she turned, turning off the radio and leaving the House.

Little Hilmoss

The girl walked outdoors and got the eyes from various people as she took to the streets. Looking across the street she sees a few parked cars and some little kids. She turns and begins to walk thinking to herself. Cars pass her slowly as do little kids walking by.

Life has been got-damn boring here. Why the hell am I still in this dump?

She thought to herself as she came to a stop sign. Waiting for a turning car to proceed with its action she crossed the crosswalk via the painted pavement and made her way to the park. It was here she took out her cell-phone as she looked at a draft message in her texts. It was the message she left herself of Terry, from the website. She took down what he would be wearing and his number as she dialed it calling him up. Hopefully he would pick up.

RingringringHello?

The voice of a man picked up on the line as Setsuya began to speak. Hey Terry, this is Setsuya from Rockspace. Whats up babes? You swinging through? Most def. Im on my ay now. Perfect, me and my people are waiting near the large truck around the park. Youll spot us cutey, later.

The phone hung up as Setsuya cheesed. She put her phone back on her hip clip as she continued. On her way there she passed a few people in white coats and clipboards near the Laboratory. It was there were a lot of experiments and research was held. She shrugged her shoulders and continued till she was near the park. Stopping and looking around with her mouth open she saw a large truck. She walked towards it and stopped as one guy turned around.

HEY, Babes!

It was evidently Terry speaking. He motioned for her to come over as they all went around the back. It was Terry, Setsuya and three other guys. They all were dressed in the Punk Rock style or traditional Rock style. Mohawks, studded earrings, and khakis was all in flavor in the group. As they got into the area, the truck blocked off view, partially. They cranked up the music as they joked around and such. Terry and Setsuya were laughing as Terry and his gang began to smoke cigarettes.

Look babes, now for this to work we need to go over somethings Like what? Well, you should already know Terry stated as he walked up close to her. He looked her up and down as she backed up a bit. As she did a hand squeezed on her ass as she turned and pushed the guy off into the truck. She didnt expect this. It wasnt anything near what she was expecting as the guys began to crowd around her and she began to scream. A door from the right opened as a guy from inside heard the screams and came out to see what the guys were doing. Needless to say that they were about to strum the proverbial guitar known as Setsuya. She kicked Terry in the Nuts as she ran and grabbed her guitar. Falling to the ground in pain his people grouped around him laughing at him. He lost the girl and got a swift kick in the nads.

Running while looking back, she ran into a lady in a business suit. Setsuya turned around to see her mom, Melina.

Good thing I ran into you girl. Wait, whats wrong Setsuya? Nothing mom, just nothing. She started to calm down as she put on a fake smile. As her mom reached through her bag she urged them to walk. She wanted to get away. She noticed terry was yelling that he would come to her house to get what he wanted. She couldnt hide he said and Setsuya just urged her mom to move away from that spot.

They began to walk back towards the town as her mom wanted to give her something. She handed her a envelope as she kissed her on the forehead and headed back to work. Setsuya went towards a small caf and sat in the corner. Ordering a iced Coffee she looked at the envelope and thought about what she would do. Terry knew where she lived and she needed to get away as the TV in the caf came on showing off pokemon.

She looked at the commercial and simply thought as her Iced Coffee was brought to her.
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Thank you.I'm trying to do something different than other rp's I have read on here. Going for a real character other than a pokefan. Thanks again and I please to write.


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