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 Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2009 12:04 pm
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The East
Shore.
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Sandy hills line a quiet shoal as the wind dances off the beach front into the water, waves returning their deposits back onto beach. Off on one of the lower hills a house can be seen standing strong, unmoving in the breeze as the second story deck sticks out a few feet above the beach. It is a tri-level, with the lowest most level built directly into the hill and leading down to a screened in porch on the beach.
The house is situated within a set of man-made hills near the north-eastern edge of the collection. It's a good 20 minutes to the nearest densely populated area and neighbors are a distances apart, giving the place the ultimate sense of privacy. A cobblestone paved driveway leads up to a 'round about that creates the entrance to the separate, three-car garage and the house's main entrance. A small room greets you as you enter inside, existing as the greeting room where coats, shoes, and other articles are stored before entering into the foyer.1st FloorInside the foyer you are greeted by a wrapping staircase that leads to the upper level and a set of couches used for other reception purposes and general reading facing a fireplace opposite the stairs. Off to the left leads into the first living room, to the right the formal dining room, and past the couches leads towards the breakfast nook, kitchen area, and outdoor patio. There are two half-baths of this level: one on the other end of the first living room, and one set back into the kitchen/breakfast nook area. A set of stairs connected to the underside of the wrapping staircase leads down into the recreation area, or the "party level".2nd FloorUpstairs down the left hallway leads to the first master bedroom, Tezuka's office, personal bathroom, and second living room. To the right the hallway branches off into a "T" with the left going to wards a group of rooms of undesignated purpose, but are still big enough to house an office, bedrooms, or just an upstairs tv/louge room if need be. There is also a bathroom down the hall.
To the right is the second master bedroom as well as the second master bath. This room is a little bit smaller than Tezuka's personal master bedroom, but is made for sleeping two quite comfortably.BasementGoing back downstairs to the lowest most level leads out into a mostly open floor plan with the left corner closest to the stairs being quartined off for a spacious laundry room with two sets of dual washer/dryers for large parties and guest groups. The utilities are also located here, so all maintence problems can be taken care of here.
The open floor plan contains the recreation room and a full bar for entertainment, as well as a small dance floor for when the weater gets bad and the party has to come indoors. This room is filled with leather couches, a 120" plasma tv, full sound system, full DJ spread, seating for 20 oustide of the leather couches, and an all around light up disco ball.[More to come later]
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Posted: Sat Jul 11, 2009 10:04 am
The house was quiet, dimly lit in the warm glow of a setting sun. It was around 7 'o clock and Tezuka was just now getting home as the lights of his Camero illuminated the cobblestone driveway. His mood was somber, a little frustrated with a few scheduled recordings to happen later on in the week being all messed up. But he was home now and none of that really needed to come with him in his time of self-indulgence. He turned the key to 'off' and opened the door, walking away from the detatched garage with suitcase in hand as he headed up the front walkway and into the house.
The door closed behind him, the sound of the slamming door echoing through the silence that plagued this domicile of his. The home was much quieter after Yomiko and Fuyu left, and Mabushii seemed to be gone for long periods of times now that he was working as a part-time nanny for several families around the area, including his neighbors. This left the house quiet for Zanza to do as he pleased for hours on end, but not this night. He seemed rather subdued as of late which worried Tezuka in his own little way. Not even the drumset he'd purchased for the mod-soul had gotten much use, so there was money wasted on a man who had nothing better to do than sit home and do nothing.
He sighed and set out heading upstairs to his office.
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2009 9:33 pm
The computer booted up with a low whirring hum, reminding Tezuka of the starting sound of a rotary blade as it went about its work and loaded him into his username and desktop. He grabbed the mouse and opened up his personal music editing programs before inserting a USB drive into the side of laptop. A few more clicks and he found himself looking at tracks for one of the local talents he'd picked up a month or two ago: Humble Pride. They were very popular within their fan base, but their music seemed to reach only a select few who could access it illegally, which troubled Tezuka. Their sound was solid, albeit softer than his usual pickings, but they commanded respect in their whimsical melodies and John Lenon style vocals. He sighed again and opened the track titled "A Day Without You", listening to the song they'd just finished recording today and were mixing through to the final cuts. There seemed to be something about this song that didn't make it fit with the rest of the album to come, but he couldn't place his finger on it, moving said finger over the touch pad as he replayed the line "You kiss my dreams goodnight." before moving onto the next line: "I feel alone, but, somehow, still feel you here at my bedside." Fingers scratched the 5 o' clock shadow on his chin, yawning slightly as he played the section in question over again without lyrics, listening intently on the feedback of the guitar and piano synths. It was an odd sound that seemed to feel like it was haunting Tezuka's thoughts, a very pleasing melody underlying its roots as MAC inserted violin and chello gave out the eerie conclusion to the chorus and moved onto the second verse.
Quietly the hands moved from the keypad and mouse, gripping hold of the cup of coffee that sat upon the desk beside his laptop and bringing it up to his lips. He sipped lightly at it, acting rather dainty as he went about pondering the element that separated this song from the others. Unable to determine his query he shrugged off the thought for the moment, but made sure to type himself up an email detailing his concern of it to his fellow producers when he returned to work in a few days. For now though, he needed to begin relaxing before he set about spending the following day on a short vacation with others. A day at the beach was something he could do anytime of day considering where he lived, but with friends there was more amusement in its endeavor for simplicity.
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 5:48 pm
 -=☾Yomiko Shihouin☽=-
-=☾Hell's Flaming Blossom☽=-
-=☾"The product of a messed up childhood? I guess? You've read it. What do you expect from an 11 year old who witnessed the death of her brother and best friend? I guess I am just ******** up in the head..."☽=-
☾If no season for proclaiming love exists....
In a matured and just world like this....
Sing!
Kindness to the false ones.
Dance!
Endless sky, eternal prayer.
Countless flies gather above the black water.
Excuses mean nothing!☽ Ever so slowly, Yomiko pulled up in the driveway of Tezu's home. Obnoxious rap music blaring from the stereo system as she placed the car in park. Yomiko looked over at Ume as she turned the music to a drastic low. A small weak smile was placed on her face. "We're here... This is only going to take a quick minute. I'm just gonna go see if my buddy wants to come with us...," Yomiko opened her door, propping her foot outside. "If you need anything... honk the horn. Someone tries to steal the car... kick their asses... If I am taking too long... come and get me..." She told Ume before she stepped out of the vehicle and closed the door behind her. With a small sigh, she walked up the walkway and knocked on the door....
☾Who said that night always comes to an end?
I whistle now...
Shout!
Impossibility is a feather turned white.
Reach!
The fiery setting sun...
Hymn for tomorrow...
Innocent fingers open...
By the one I love, now out there somewhere...☽
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Heavenly Floetic Sins Crew
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 6:03 pm
A minute or so passed by before the door was opened, the younger man that claimed reign over the house the majority of the daym standing before Yomiko with toothpasted mouth and brush sticking out. He eyed her and kept brushing, leaning forward to spit out the door into the bushes that lined the front walkway as he leaned back and wiped the remainder of the toothpaste off on a towel adorned upon his neck. "******** you want now, Yomiko?" The voice was clearly Zanza, the Bronks accent dribbling all over his words as he pouted his lip a little like some bruiser.
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 6:13 pm
-=☾Yomiko Shihouin☽=-
-=☾Hell's Flaming Blossom☽=-
-=☾"The product of a messed up childhood? I guess? You've read it. What do you expect from an 11 year old who witnessed the death of her brother and best friend? I guess I am just ******** up in the head..."☽=-
☾If no season for proclaiming love exists....
In a matured and just world like this....
Sing!
Kindness to the false ones.
Dance!
Endless sky, eternal prayer.
Countless flies gather above the black water.
Excuses mean nothing!☽ "Ehh...," Came the reply from Yomiko as she gave Zanza a slightly disgusted look. Couldn't he have done that before he came to the door? Yomiko just sighed heavily before a frown dawned on face. "You make it seem like you aren't happy to see me or somethin'. It's not like I was that bad when I was stayin' here, gawd...," She trailed off as that frown disappeared on her face. A small chuckle escaped her lips. "Anyway, is Tezu home or what?"
☾Who said that night always comes to an end?
I whistle now...
Shout!
Impossibility is a feather turned white.
Reach!
The fiery setting sun...
Hymn for tomorrow...
Innocent fingers open...
By the one I love, now out there somewhere...☽
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Heavenly Floetic Sins Crew
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 6:32 pm
Zanza sighed and rolled his eyes at her, sticking the toothbrush in his mouth for a second. He sucked at the bristles and turned to head back towards the receiving area. "The old man's upstairs messing around with his music. I'd be careful if I were you, he's been a little pissy lately, so it would be smart to make yourself known discreetly." A hand came up to wave back at her as he disappeared around the corner to the kitchen. "Peace."
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 6:45 pm
-=☾Yomiko Shihouin☽=-
-=☾Hell's Flaming Blossom☽=-
-=☾"The product of a messed up childhood? I guess? You've read it. What do you expect from an 11 year old who witnessed the death of her brother and best friend? I guess I am just ******** up in the head..."☽=-
☾If no season for proclaiming love exists....
In a matured and just world like this....
Sing!
Kindness to the false ones.
Dance!
Endless sky, eternal prayer.
Countless flies gather above the black water.
Excuses mean nothing!☽ Yomiko followed Zanza inside of the house, quietly closing the door behind her. She didn't seem to hear the part about Tezu being pissy as she briefly thought about Ume being in her car, alone. Maybe she should've taken the keys out? The woman let out a long sigh as she shook her head. It wasn't like Ume was going to drive off with her Maybach. Yomiko felt that she was being a bit paranoid about Ume. Stepping up the stairs, she hummed a small tune. Making her way to Tezu's room, she softly knocked on the door.
☾Who said that night always comes to an end?
I whistle now...
Shout!
Impossibility is a feather turned white.
Reach!
The fiery setting sun...
Hymn for tomorrow...
Innocent fingers open...
By the one I love, now out there somewhere...☽
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Heavenly Floetic Sins Crew
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 7:06 pm
The folk-like song sung to Tezuka as classical guitar serenaded his eardrums, lulling him into a world of peace as he amused his mind with "Images of a Beautiful Life", quietly tapping his finger upon the desk as the man sung in a soft, lullaby inspired voice as he told his tale of woes for the grandmother he'd lost to cancer and had dedicated this song to. A knock at the door, answered lazily by a, "come in, Yomiko" all the while eyes never leaving the screen as he moved to click the settings and boost the output of the man's voice that was singing, mixing down the bass and leveling the treble a few clicks up and then down as he found its musically correct niche in the world of Tezuka's sound. The song slowed down again, now going into the 3 minute instrumental that Tezuka had originally disapproved, but didn't want to ruin the integrity of the song, so left and edited a few measures here and there to keep the song under the 8 and a half minute epic it was originally supposed to have been.
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 7:36 pm
-=☾Yomiko Shihouin☽=-
-=☾Hell's Flaming Blossom☽=-
-=☾"The product of a messed up childhood? I guess? You've read it. What do you expect from an 11 year old who witnessed the death of her brother and best friend? I guess I am just ******** up in the head..."☽=-
☾If no season for proclaiming love exists....
In a matured and just world like this....
Sing!
Kindness to the false ones.
Dance!
Endless sky, eternal prayer.
Countless flies gather above the black water.
Excuses mean nothing!☽ Opening the door, Yomiko walked inside of the room. With the music playing in the room, it was pretty clear that he was working. Maybe it was a wrong time to ask him to go out. The woman knew she couldn't turn back now, since she has made it this far. A sigh escaped her lips as she stood beside the closed door, waiting for him to finish whatever he was doing. As she did this, she just continued to hum the soft tune that she was humming as she came up the stairs while her thoughts drifted elsewhere.
☾Who said that night always comes to an end?
I whistle now...
Shout!
Impossibility is a feather turned white.
Reach!
The fiery setting sun...
Hymn for tomorrow...
Innocent fingers open...
By the one I love, now out there somewhere...☽
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Heavenly Floetic Sins Crew
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 8:02 pm
Tezuka turned to looked at Yomiko, waiting for her to speak, but receiving no reply after letting her in. He frowned slightly before turning back to his computer, hand at the ready, and turning off the song currently playing. That same hand gently came up to curl and place its knuckles upon his temple as he leaned against it and the desk to look at her. A tired look, a hard day. Something. He didn't know. He just hoped he didn't look annoyed to her. In fact, he was far from annoyed, rather curious as to why she had come to pay him a visit at such an oddly timed hour. "Can I help, Yomi?" He asked with a weary smile. "It's like you to come see me in the pm. Usually I wake up to you eating my breakfast of making noise in my basement at 3 in the morning with Zanza."
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 8:31 pm
-=☾Yomiko Shihouin☽=-
-=☾Hell's Flaming Blossom☽=-
-=☾"The product of a messed up childhood? I guess? You've read it. What do you expect from an 11 year old who witnessed the death of her brother and best friend? I guess I am just ******** up in the head..."☽=-
☾If no season for proclaiming love exists....
In a matured and just world like this....
Sing!
Kindness to the false ones.
Dance!
Endless sky, eternal prayer.
Countless flies gather above the black water.
Excuses mean nothing!☽ Allowing his voice to break her thoughts, her golden eyes lazily looked over at him. She could tell that he was tired, maybe it was not such a good idea to ask him. He did need the rest. She pursed her lips a bit when he mentioned her freeloading ways. The way he made it sound as if it were bad or something. Was she really that bad? A small weak smile formed on her face as she shook her head. "Well... sorry. It's not my fault that Zanza cooks well...," She said with a light chuckle. "I was going to ask if you wanted to come with me downtown... but you seem... busy...," She trailed off.
☾Who said that night always comes to an end?
I whistle now...
Shout!
Impossibility is a feather turned white.
Reach!
The fiery setting sun...
Hymn for tomorrow...
Innocent fingers open...
By the one I love, now out there somewhere...☽
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Heavenly Floetic Sins Crew
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 9:17 pm
Tezuka chuckled lightly at Yomiko, eyeing her a little in that way that said he was excited, but not spastically over joyed at her proposal. His head shook lightly, hand leaving his hand to close the laptop as he turned the entire swivling chair towards her now, feet crossed lightly. "Not at all. I was just messing with some stuff for our newest edition to the company. You like what you heard at least?" He smiled anyway, pleased with himself since the band was a major underground hit. Of course she'd have liked it. It wasn't anything violently strong like his previous signs and it still held the interest he was looking for which made their sound uniquely harmonious and likable for all to listen to at least once. Another minute and suddenly he shook his head lightly as if shaking off from some sort of trance or hypnotic spell. "What's in store for us in town? Is this a date?" He jibbed at her this time in a joking mood, happy to spend some time with her and be out of his work mode. He really did miss spending time with her. After she and Fuyu left to get their own place Tezuka felt quite sad that she would no longer be staying with him, albeit she was usually back at his house 5 days out of the week on a regular basis. But he still enjoyed those moments. And now he was going to have her all to himself for awhile. He hoped.
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 9:43 pm
 Fuyu pulled into the driveway, cutting back his speed so not to piss Tezuka off. He pulled the car in and parked behind Yomi's Maybach. Fuyu shut the car off and pocketed the keys once again. As he got out of the car he pressed the auto lock button on the keys in his pocket. With a slight chirp the car announced that it was locked. Walking up to Yomi's car he noticed someone was in the passenger seat. With a grin he popped the drivers door open. "Hey Ume, what's Yomi doing dragging you off and then leaving you alone?" He laughed and then smiled at Ume. "You know you should come in with me and hurry her up." With that he stepped back and allowed the door to close, waiting on Ume to decide on coming in or not.
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[R]eflections Vice Captain
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Heavenly Floetic Sins Crew
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 9:59 pm
-=☾Yomiko Shihouin☽=-
-=☾Hell's Flaming Blossom☽=-
-=☾"The product of a messed up childhood? I guess? You've read it. What do you expect from an 11 year old who witnessed the death of her brother and best friend? I guess I am just ******** up in the head..."☽=-
☾If no season for proclaiming love exists....
In a matured and just world like this....
Sing!
Kindness to the false ones.
Dance!
Endless sky, eternal prayer.
Countless flies gather above the black water.
Excuses mean nothing!☽ Nodding, she rested her head against the wall. "It was good..." She told him, trailing off. Yomiko just rolled her eyes about the dating joke as she crossed her arms against her chest. Tilting her head to the side, she tried to figure out how did that sound like a date? Her thoughts were interrupted when she felt Fuyu's presence just outside of the house. For the time being, she just ignored it. "I was going to go to the Riverwalk for a little while... probably go by the beach to see what's going on down there...," The woman smiled weakly. "I don't think you can call this a date, Tezu. My friend is coming as well... I don't think you know her, but her name is Ume... Oh s**t! I left her in the car...."
☾Who said that night always comes to an end?
I whistle now...
Shout!
Impossibility is a feather turned white.
Reach!
The fiery setting sun...
Hymn for tomorrow...
Innocent fingers open...
By the one I love, now out there somewhere...☽
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