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Tenth Beat in Video/Text
[The first thing you notice is that the video feed is shaking slightly. It's mostly pointed up towards the ceiling, but you can see Dave's back as he seems to be hunched over something at his desk. There's a crap ton of wire taped over the ceiling of his bed and area, photos being hung with clothespins fro them. Generally speaking, it seems that Dave has settled into his dorm, and it's starting to get a little messy. Hopefully no one in his dorm minds that his shelves are covered with, what looks to be, some dead animals preserved strangely. There's a few bugs encased in tree sap and he even has a jar with...well you aren't sure what it is from the video feed.
The next thing you know is that there's some music playing. It isn't anything that the locals are playing at the little post dungeon party, but something you'd hear at a club. Dave is swaying back and forth to the music, his foot tapping to the beat and his head bobbing slightly. He finally pulls the headphones off his ears, so they can rest around his neck. Dave gets up from his seat and makes his way over, turning off the feed. A minute or two later though, there's some text.]
that
my friends
is how music should be done
[If you live in the Black dorms, you might notice your walls are shaking and constantly hearing his music. Well, sucks to be you. It doesn't seem like he's stopping anytime soon.]
[Failed Private Lock to Jade Harley, John Egbert, and Rose Lalonde.]
lets go swimming
oh gdi
that was supposed to be private
fuck
hnrghhhhh
ok
cool
swimming
yeah
lets do this
The next thing you know is that there's some music playing. It isn't anything that the locals are playing at the little post dungeon party, but something you'd hear at a club. Dave is swaying back and forth to the music, his foot tapping to the beat and his head bobbing slightly. He finally pulls the headphones off his ears, so they can rest around his neck. Dave gets up from his seat and makes his way over, turning off the feed. A minute or two later though, there's some text.]
that
my friends
is how music should be done
[If you live in the Black dorms, you might notice your walls are shaking and constantly hearing his music. Well, sucks to be you. It doesn't seem like he's stopping anytime soon.]
[Failed Private Lock to Jade Harley, John Egbert, and Rose Lalonde.]
lets go swimming
oh gdi
that was supposed to be private
fuck
hnrghhhhh
ok
cool
swimming
yeah
lets do this
text;
you don't want to deny a deaf kid the chance to appreciate music, do you?
:,(
text
Turn it off, this is your last warning.
text;
i know you're not a prefect.
text;
The Black Queen
Snowman
Ruiner of your day.
Choose one.
[And see you in a moment because stupid Dave just told her to bring it on.]
text;
[ This is an Oh Shit moment, right here. ]
text;
[Ok former ruler but whatever, technicalities.]
not actually a reply;
not actually a reply either;
he doesn't usually sleep in his own room.
shhhhh... ]
text
i will use the warning penalty
i will do it!!
do not touch my friend!!!!!
no subject
text;
hell
i can mix you something pretty bitchin right now
actually im lying
i think i just pissed someone off
again
be back man
text;
ok. i'll be behind the turntables.
but i'll keep an eye out.
flail in panic if you need help.
text;private
dude.
it's the black queen.
you know, from sburb?
yeah.
i am not going anywhere.
and also i kind of hope that we don't get killed.
because shit.
text;private
she shouldnt have her powers
what is she gonna do
i mean other than kill me
can dead daves
not be a thing here???
like seriously??????
okay fuck this text thing.
<<'WHAT DO WE DO?'>>
LMFAO
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
How bad could it be?'>>
no subject
But.
Pretty bad.'>>