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Post by Deleted on Oct 28, 2013 23:08:16 GMT
wired up to detonate, live to die another day tags: @juniper
notes: Here you go, Stella~! <3
Despite what many claim the snowy haired guitarist to be – and they dubbed him a hefty sum of titles ranging from the personal favorites: little shit, asshole, douche-bag to the more obscene – they would be wrong if they accused him of being a complex individual. He really wasn’t to be quite honest. Maverick enjoyed simplicity of things than diving into depth complexities. Perhaps in turn, he could allow people to call him shallow in that sense too. He wouldn’t deny it most of the time either he liked pretty faces than he did staring at butt-ass ugly hoes. Who wouldn’t, right?
Life wasn’t meant to be so tightly wound up over trivial matters such as impressing others. Or satisfying expectations filled with delusional grandeur. Hence why he classified the people he interacted with under two very simple categories. Those he liked and those he couldn’t stand. A rather narrow minded concept but that didn’t mean he wasn’t lenient on the can’t stand side. Especially since his dislike list was much larger than his likeable list. Basically, if you like him then that was cool. If you don't then, well... you know how it goes~
Today, he was dealing with one of the situations. Rozengale Records requested a guitarist for a studio recording for the oh-so-sweet, up and coming idol, Juniper Mae. Their original guitarist was hospitalized for alcohol poisoning. Hilariously enough, it was in his own joint when it happened, instead of a bar. Unfortunately, because they were on a tight schedule and couldn’t wait for his recovery, they had to find a professional guitarist who was free and ready.
“What the hell?!” he exclaimed, “This is how you thank me for coming out of my way to help your ass out?!” Already he was being shoved out by none other than the damn pineapple head. Or at least she was attempting too. One of the bonuses of being a guy - he weighed more than she - so he was able to stay put like a rock as she attempted to shove, push or whatever she could to get him out.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 2, 2013 22:36:36 GMT
LONELY HEARTS CLUB, DO YOU WANT TO BE WITH SOMEBODY LIKE ME
| "I want him out and I want him out now!" the purple haired woman screeched, pointing at the man who was apparently her new temporary guitarist. Out of all the people they could have found they found the piece of trash from the trash band, 'parents money' boy. If it had been any of the others at least she could fucking stand them, but Maverick was just a no, she couldn't be around someone that used their parents money for their own betterment ... and her previous guitarist could go fall in a ditch too, nobody let her down like this.
"I'm telling you, I can play this, I don't need him!" Juniper protested, her cries falling on deaf ears. Oh she wouldn't be able to handle it and the vocals, best get someone else, what bullshit! She could do a better job with her eyes closed then he could and she didn't trust him with her album. Honestly, the one time she actually needed him, Reno had mysteriously fucked off somewhere.
"Like I just said, I don't need you. Leave. Now." she added, making an attempt to shove the silver haired male out of the door and away from her, trying to block out his constant bitching as she shoved him out. "Please, you were never going to get a thank you from me, now fuck off, I don't want you here!"
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Post by Deleted on Nov 14, 2013 23:29:13 GMT
wired up to detonate, live to die another day tags: @juniper
notes: late post </3
... Wasn't she quite the precious one? That was the darling Juniper Mae, ladies and gentlemen. In all shining glory~
“Yeah? Well, I hate to break the news to you two-bit, fake-ass princess, but it ain't about you at the moment.” It was about getting an album done in a timely manner. Maverick had to spend his morning reading, memorizing, and practicing songs he could honestly care less of. The Malloy youth wanted the recognition that comes from helping out poor unfortunate souls such as the record label, who was cursed to have Juniper as their idol. “I'd like to see you try playing the guitar line and singing on your own. See how far you get~”
He crossed his arms flashing her a cocky grin. It would be an outstanding feat if she could pull it off, but when Maverick read over the music sheets for the song, damn it was complex as hell. He had to practically practice this piece for like three hours straight before it was flawless. “It's one thing to talk big, doll-face, but can you really back it up?”
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Post by Deleted on Nov 18, 2013 21:40:36 GMT
LONELY HEARTS CLUB, DO YOU WANT TO BE WITH SOMEBODY LIKE ME
| "Fake ass, what part about me is fake ass? Or does your parent's influence want to explain that to the class because that is the only reason why you are even here!" that was the one thing she couldn't stand about Maverick, he just used his parents name to ride him to where he wanted to go. She had put in hard work and long hours to get where she wanted to go, her talent wasn't fake. Her attitude on the other hand ... well that was a different story. But right now he was facing off against the real Juniper, the one that strived for control and perfection.
"I can't play it? I can't pl- I fucking wrote half of it, pal." Juniper snapped back. It was a collaberative effort, she'd wrote most of the music, given it to Reno to get some lyrics and then wrote the rest of the tune. She could do this just fine.
"Don't challenge me, little boy. Go run home to your swing set, this is where the ad-" the idol begun, reaching out to grab the guitar that was hanging on the wall before it was ripped from her grasp, with the purple haired woman turning around to find it in the hands of her manager.
"Now, now, Juniper. Don't you think it's best to give Mr Malloy a chance now"
Oh she knew what that tone meant, she was going to have to give him a chance. "Whatever, I'm going to show it to Reno before it's done. If he's shit ..." she replied, glancing over at the silver haired teen with a scowl before looking back "I'll re-record it personally later. You can apologize to me then." She stood there for a couple of seconds before glaring at the band member.
"Well. Get on with it then."
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