haaaaiiii gaiz
I know we need to think of a name for our band..But I've been really, really busy with reading and everything. The campus library just got these new books in on space travel. You know how into something I get when it revolves around rocketry or space travel, right? So hopefully you'll understand where I'm coming from. That and..Some day, some day I want to work for an organization like NASA. Could you imagine that? Me working for them? Fixing up rockets and all that? It would be a dream job. A dream come true. But..As far as a band name goes, I was thinking of calling ourselves something like Fullmetal..It sounds strong and confident. We need that. I want our music to leave an influence on people and one day I want to be remembered for what I've done in this world, you know?
[The transfer student muses as he talks on his cellphone with his band member and schoolmate Noa as he walks down the street. He's balancing his books in one hand and holding his phone in the other. He loses grip on the books after accidentally bumping into someone and they are sent toppling to the ground]
Oh! I'm gonna have to call you back, Noa. I'm sorry.
[After hanging up the phone, he kneels down, quickly begins to pick up the books and dusts them off, cheeks turning a pink color, hoping no one saw that happen. But when he stands up, oops he isn't at UCLA anymore. He's in Central and he has no idea what's going on at all. He has never seen such a place in his entire life.]
((OOC- Alfons Heiderich PB. Hi Japanese PB's need love too and besides without the Japanese we wouldn't have FMA at all so there you go.))
[The transfer student muses as he talks on his cellphone with his band member and schoolmate Noa as he walks down the street. He's balancing his books in one hand and holding his phone in the other. He loses grip on the books after accidentally bumping into someone and they are sent toppling to the ground]
Oh! I'm gonna have to call you back, Noa. I'm sorry.
[After hanging up the phone, he kneels down, quickly begins to pick up the books and dusts them off, cheeks turning a pink color, hoping no one saw that happen. But when he stands up, oops he isn't at UCLA anymore. He's in Central and he has no idea what's going on at all. He has never seen such a place in his entire life.]
((OOC- Alfons Heiderich PB. Hi Japanese PB's need love too and besides without the Japanese we wouldn't have FMA at all so there you go.))