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Post by Chance Monroe on Feb 28, 2007 20:14:48 GMT 7
Chance walked into the wreck room, her guitar bag placed securely on her back. She had just arrived in town and she didn't know where anything was. However, she was way too proud to stop and ask for help. So, instead she wandered around town until she came to this place where she noticed people sang and read their poetry.
Perfect opportunity, she thought as she waited for her turn to go. Great way to break into a new town.
Licking her lips as the MC announced her name she made her way to the stage. She sat on the lone stool in the middle of the "stage." Well, not really a stage. It was more of a box with a microphone and stool on it. But, it was something and a way for her to release her emotions.
Looking around at the people, she took a slow, steady breath. "This is called..." she finally said humbly. "Rescue Me."
She began to strum lightly on the string of her guitar as she played the intro of her song.
"My mind was torn up inside, From a man who didn't even try, He gave up on me and left me out in the cold..."
Slowly the beat sped up.
"I would cry, I would weep For someone to save me And all the while, I sat in the dark and prayed. Oh oh, Oh oh. Somebody rescue me!"
Her hands ran harder against the strings of her guitar creating a rock sound. Her eyes closed as she became more into the song, subconsciously leaning forward into the microphone.
"Save me from the rain Save me from the pain Open my heart... Save me from the heartache Don't late danger come my way, Somebody rescue me!"
Chance continued to sing in the small, secluded room.
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Post by Marta Chang on May 20, 2007 11:52:01 GMT 7
Marta looked up at the girl who was on the stage. She was really good, but she seemed a little confused, like she had come across the Wreck Room by accedent. Well, then again, most people came to the Wreck Room by accedent. When the girl had finished she clapped loudly and waited for the MC for that night to call her name, but in the mean time she desided to talk to the new girl.
"I'm Marta Chang, nice to meet you Chance." Marta said putting her calisded hand out for Chance to shake. Marta, who wasn't in her normal 'America sucks' attitude, smiled at Chance.
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