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Quads-and-Sods: Ch. 5, Part 1He had been dancing for what seemed like hours and John Entwistle’s eyes never left him once. Every move the man made seemed exaggerated, graceful, perfect, and his body seemed to glow as brightly as his golden curls underneath the strobe lights. Several cigarettes had slipped through John’s fingers and several cokes had been swallowed without being tasted as he watched this ethereal figure skip through man and woman alike, gifting each person with a dance and a kiss if they were lucky.Quads-and-Sods: Ch. 5, Part 1
“I see you’ve been starin’ at ‘im for quite a while now.” a burly, middle aged woman with a wet rag giving th
Authors' InsertWow, this is some sad stuff, huh? It would be very superfluous and time consuming to make out whole chapters about what happens in the eight years that we are spacing the first 4 chapters into chapter 5. So, we’ve thought just a basic run-through will clear up some things and make the start of this next chapter make sense.Authors' Insert
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Keith and Roger were removed from their school and sent to different ones after the awful talk with Mr. Finch. They eventually lost contact, both Kittie and Evelyn not really sure what to do about their sons’ homosexual tendencies showing up so early. At the age of 14 for Keit
Q and S - Chap 4 - Part 3Standing at the now ajar office door, not a hair out of place, was Entwistle Sr. - his wide, steely blue eyes staring expectantly at the back of the chair John sat in. Amanda watched on in exasperation and felt a new tension grip the room, her eyes narrowing. This odious man had not even shown common courteousy by knocking, barging in as if this were his own office and they were wasting his precious time by being in there.Q and S - Chap 4 - Part 3
The doctor coughed slightly, his expression blank and unreadable as he gazed at the suit-clad gentlemen now hovering in his doorway. Mr. Entwistle took this as invitation and closed the distance gap between the
Dreaming From The Waist40John put his palm to his face and gave a deep sigh, "...Yes Keith, she is."Dreaming From The Waist40
Keith slapped him on the back, "Hey! At least you've been busy. Eh, Eh!"
Keith nudged John a few times, then slumped back in the lumpy couch. John chuckled, no matter what they talked about, Keith always had something funny to say.
"So- uh..." John paused, thinking of what to talk about next. He looked around to see if something would spark any ideas. The only things he saw were some comics, a few records here and there, and then he noticed the bathroom door was closed. John looked around for a few more minutes realizing that H
Dreaming From The Waist Down42Keith tapped his fingers on the glass as he looked at the extremely shiny rings. They were all nice rings indeed, but he didn't see one Haka would like. He kept looking...and looking...and looking. And he still couldn't find a ring. Keith cursed under his breath and walked over towards John, "I couldn't find one." He paused as he gave a fustrated sigh, "C'mon let's go..."Dreaming From The Waist Down42
"Uh- How bout this one Keith?" John pointed on the glass.
Keith's big brown eyes lite up. The ring was perfect. It wasn't too small, but it wasn't too big. It had a blue stone in the middle and a silver band outlined it, "That's perfect!"
Dreaming From The Waist Down38Alison cocked an eyebrows and crossed her arms, "Excuse me?"Dreaming From The Waist Down38
John gulped. Cass tried not to giggle, Alison always seemed to intimidate John in some odd way, "I-" John struggled to speak.
Cass took a deep breath and opened the door wider, "Alison, you need to leave."
She glared at Cass like she was about to pounce on her like a wild animal, "I KNOW what he said."
Cass chuckled, Alison was such a drama queen, "That means you go," Cass paused, Alison just stood there, "NOW!"
Now Cass was angry too. She didn't mind putting up with Alison's shit when she was still with John, but no
Dreaming From The Waist Down36Cass got up rather suddenly, because she knew if they were late to the tour bus, either Kit would leave them behind, scold them all the way to Michigan, or quite possibly castrate them. As she got up, she just grabbed the first shirt that looked like hers in sight and pulled on a pair of blue jeans. She noticed that John was still contemplating on what he should wear and giggled.Dreaming From The Waist Down36
She walked over to him and put her hand on his shoulder, "I think you should wear that one." She said pointed towards a buttoned-up black shirt.
John turned around and kissed her nose, "Alright, dove."
He pulled his shirt on ove
As you all know, we are major Who fans. (We, meaning and  )And, as Who fans, we have created an entire world based specifically around Pete Townshend, Keith Moon, John Entwistle and Roger Daltrey. This is, by no means, factual and is our own fabrication of their everyday living. Also, this is very much Americanized, as well. We aren't very familiar with the schooling system in England-since we're starting the roleplay from when the boys were young (we're trying to incorporate as much as we know), so if we offend anyone, we apologize! Forewarning: The detail is tremendously graphic, and yes - we include the idea of homosexual relationships between the members and often with other people. If you disprove, don't read. Don't flame. Don't do anything. This is for us and it does not take away from our complete respect for the members. (As formentioned, this is by no means factual or accurate.) As for our loyal readers, we thank you for taking the time to see what a simple roleplay has started blossoming into - and feel free to comment with any ideas or input. We appreciate feedback. Now... go! Embark into the zany (and often times, depressing) realm of our own imagination.. and don't forget your Magic Bus pass.  |
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Under the Moonfluence.
"Some things look better with a few dents in it. " ~Keith Moon
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Under the Moonfluence.
"Some things look better with a few dents in it. " ~Keith Moon
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Under the Moonfluence.
"Some things look better with a few dents in it. " ~Keith Moon
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Under the Moonfluence.
"Some things look better with a few dents in it. " ~Keith Moon
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Under the Moonfluence.
"Some things look better with a few dents in it. " ~Keith Moon
if its any help in england we go 2 primary/junior school frm 7-11 (yrs 3, 4, 5 and 6) then senior(sumtimes high) school frm 11 till 16 (yrs 7-11) then college/sixth form (optional) 4 2 yrs till we r 18. then we go 2 uni if we wanna...
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