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[DUNCAN EVERETT JAMES]

How Duncan got there, why he was there, and etc were all things that he wasn't quite sure of. He knew he had sex, who with was another mystery, and let himself into this band's bus. Obviously, it turned up not being his band's bus when he had originally thought it was. Please remember that he's beyond fucked up between all the stuff he had gotten into that night, therefore the fact that he could be on the wrong bus didn't quite occur to him until he started talking to a bandmate on a laptop he found. David had been telling him that he was on their bus but he couldn't see him, thus being the realization of him being on the wrong bus. "Oops.." He muttered to himself, cocking his head left and right. Nobody in the band seemed to be around.. it wouldn't hurt to just chill for a bit, would it? That's what he assumed for about five more minutes of talking to his band mate on the chat. How he planned on getting out and when was pretty simple; he'd wait for a band member to come on so he could see what band it was and then run for the hills depending on who it was.

Of course, the person to walk in the bus had to be someone he really did not like. It also turned out that it was their laptop that he was on as well as bed he was sitting on. He was reporting everything on the chat to David while he could, that was until Gage shut the computer on him. Every word to escape Gage's mouth came out as blah to Duncan, the only clear message that came through to him was that Gage was very angry. He just laughed at him, shrugging at everything he said. 'That wasn't even a question! Who are you anyway?' That was the first sentence he did make out, the same response was given too. Duncan stuck around the bus to mess with Gage for a bit, he ended up leaving the bus in a hurry with a red spot on his cheek. Gage had actually gotten a swing at him but Duncan for some reason didn't swing back or anything. He just took a run for it, wanting to get back to his bus before the stupid kid called security or something.

Wandering the parking lot was his biggest challenge now; he was calming down--to an extent anyway--and had a bit of a better chance at finding it now. He was still pretty fucked up, but maybe he'd get lucky this time? He eliminated a lot of choices of buses when he saw people he didn't recognize as band members around them, coming down to the last two. Luck was all he could count on now, which he ever so luckily was. Duncan never made a quiet entrance, no matter what state he was in. He always had to make some sort of noticable noise whether it be stomping or talking with an absent mind. This time it was stomping that he did up the bus steps. He was relieved to see David, that meant that he was in the right bus now and just that made him feel better. "I hate that kid.. I got his weed though." He told David with a sly grin, taking a seat beside him and pulling a plastic baggy out of his hoodie pocket. He had grabbed it when Gage wasn't looking. It wasn't like he didn't have enough of that stuff---being a dealer and all--but it still gave him a stealing thrill. As for the red spot on his cheek, it was pretty noticable and there was most likely going to be a bruise later. Did he care though? No, not really. He was ignoring it for the most part.

TAGGED: DAVID GREENE ?!
WORDS: 645?!
NOTES: This post had my other character GAGE IAN BLACK in it, only this one :)
MUSIC : POKEMON THEME BBY?!
CREDIT : TANA @ COSMO ?!

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[DAVID ADAMS GREENE]

if you fall for me, I’m not easy to please
IMMA TEAR YOU APART, TOLD YOU FROM THE START ,

BABY FROM THE START, IM GONNA BREAK YOUR HEART
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David was having a pretty good night so far, he had just left some chicks bus, yes, and she made him a happy camper. Too bad he didn’t remember her name; maybe if he saw her around, he’d recognize her. She had to be in one of the bands, right? I mean hello? They did… handle their business on one of the busses. He shrugged the thought away and was now on his own bus. He wanted to smoke out; he had the bowl ready and everything. He was on his bus, a few of the band mates were already sleeping, and the others were out and about handling their own entertainment. David was pretty independent so he just did his own thing, it was a relief though, that his best friend was in the same band. He didn’t even remember how they became best friends to be honest, David’s best bet was, they probably met… partied… were so fucked up and just clicked.

David got on the chat thing, disappointed to see that none other than Gage was the only one online. That kid seriously irked David, he had no home training which must have been embarrassing for his band. David just smoked a bit as he chatted briefly with the kid, Gage eventually signed off and magically appeared Duncan saying he was on the bus too. David frowned as he took one more hit before returning his hands to his laptop, he looked around; Duncan wasn’t in here. How much had David smoked? He looked at the computer screen, no, maybe Duncan was the fucked up one. David continued to ask Duncan of his whereabouts, but was interrupted when Duncan mentioned whose bus he was actually on. David couldn’t help but laugh, he had mentioned to still the fucker’s weed and kick his ass, hell, David should have told Duncan to break his laptop too. David signed off, finishing up his bowl and putting the pipe to the side for a bit.

He always smoked freely in the bus, his band mates didn’t care. Even if they did, he’d shrug and do it anyways. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back a little, putting the laptop to the side. He heard stomping and chuckled, knowing who it was exactly, Duncan appeared. I hate that kid… I got his weed thoughp, David slowly looked up opening his eyes barely. He could tell Duncan was already fucked up, ”That kid could go fucking… I don’t know… somewhere I’m not?, he said high as a kite, ”But suh-weet, more weed”, he handed Duncan the pipe. ”Pack that shit up”, he said with ease as he noticed the red mark on Duncan’s face. David couldn’t help but immediately start laughing, ”He bitch slapped you?! Buhahahahahaha!!”, he held a hand to his stomach he was laughing so hard, ”Geez Dunc, did you get ANY hits in?”, he calmed down a bit, still obviously amused by the fact that Gage hit Duncan. Duncan was a scary looking guy, how dare Gage even have the balls to pull of something like that? Was he crazy?

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[DUNCAN EVERETT JAMES]

There truly weren’t many people who could tolerate the ways of Duncan James; and even if he wouldn’t admit it, it was relieving to know someone so similar to him actually existed. He didn’t go out of his way to make friends, nor did he for enemies. For him relationships just happened if they didn’t involve a bed. He didn’t ponder how they happened afterwards either; everything happens for a reason, right? Duncan didn’t know exactly what reason that was, but he just went with the flow of things and how they played out. Although he didn’t ponder how David and he met, he was glad they did… who would he go to get fucked up with? It’s just not even half as fun to get high alone. It made it all the better that they were in the same band, that way he wasn’t the only one making the bus smell like pot—some of the other band mates might have more of an argument if it had just been him. It was as if another person made all the difference.

The kid can go fucking… I don’t know somewhere I’m not? Duncan’s first reaction to that was saying, “Like… fuckin’… Africa. We’re not touring there… I don’t think.” He muttered the last part of the sentence. Duncan was pretty clueless as to where they went on tours, dependent on the bus driver to be the one to worry about that. He took hold of the pipe given to him and stared at it for a few seconds. He knew what to do with it but felt this sudden surge of laziness. He handed both the pipe and weed back to David, giving a little shove at the same time. “You do it, misterrr demandinggg,” He had managed to slur before noticing David laughing.

It definitely did take a minute for Duncan to realize what he was laughing at and when he did he frowned, waiting for him to calm down. He bitch slapped you?! Buhahahahahaha! He was shaking his head in disagreement now, “No, no, no,” Duncan made a fist and in slow motion swung towards David’s cheek, slowing down even more and just barely touching it when it got around there. “It was like that.” Obviously, it wasn’t as slow-motioned and soft as Duncan had demonstrated but he wasn’t about to actually replay it. Not on David, anyway—if it were anyone else? You bet that dude would be punched exactly like Gage had(just harder.) “Uh, no, not yet.” He went from frowny to his normal mischievous grin, having put emphasize on yet.

TAGGED: DAVID GREENE ?!
WORDS: 436
NOTES: nom nom nom
MUSIC : POKEMON THEME BBY?!
CREDIT : TANA @ COSMO ?!

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David clicked a few buttons on his laptop signing out of the chat box. He knew he’d be smoking, talking, and playing Wii in a bit with Duncan. David nodded, ”The kid can’t even fucking sing… that whole band is full of bitches”

[/color], he rolled his eyes and the pipe was given back to him. David glared a bit, ”Fine, but only cause you took a hit to the face”[/color], he chuckled. David set up the pipe and handed it to Duncan, ”You can smoke that whole bowl, I’ll smoke the next one… we got a shit load of weed to burn through, dude”[/color], he said showing him the bag of weed. It was very helpful that Duncan was a drug dealer; the two were always stocked up. Yes, they were major potheads, but David wasn’t complaining. He let Duncan smoke the whole bowl, mostly because it would probably fuck him up faster.

David watched him show how Gage hit him, for a second he thought Duncan was going to really hit him. David would have been so pissed, Duncan know how David was about his handsome face. Everytime they wrestled or rough housed, David always said Watch the face, that’s the money maker. Hell, even Eve knew it. David’s favorite part of himself was his face, what did you think made him so cocky? No not yet, David smirked back, ”Please tell me whatever you have planned, I get to assist you?”[/color], he chuckled taking the pipe back when Duncan was done and making himself a bowl. ”I saw we go fuck his shit up… I hate a few of those fuckers in that band anyways”[/color], he finished packing his bowl up and held it to his lips lighting the lovely green herb in haling as much as he could. He knew by the time he got to the ash, he’d be very fucked up. He knew Duncan would be down to do something illegal or fucked up, which was another thing he loved about his best friend.
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[DUNCAN EVERETT JAMES]

WHATSTHEWORSTTHATICANSAY
t h i n g s a r e b e t t e r o f f t h i s w a y

♥ s o l o n g a n d g o o d n i g h t ♥
SOLONGANDGOODNIGHT

If David had refused to pack it up then they probably wouldn’t have smoked, but since that didn’t happen, Duncan found himself smiling in success. Whilst waiting to smoke his bowl he was looking around, having a slight difficulty of not being able to focus on just David. He just nodded at him when he recognized his voice, not paying a bit of attention. He knew David probably would catch on that he hadn’t been listening, but he also knew that David probably wouldn’t give a fuck; it was just about their weed. Yeah, he did know that much and that he basically gave him the bowl for himself. He smoked it quite happily, just enjoying the high thrill it gave him while it lasted. Willingly he handed it back to David, his eyes shifting around to see if anyone was coming in. Granted, nobody did, but he couldn’t help but be paranoid. His band members knew they smoked—hell, they couldn’t not know with the bus stench—but he just did not like smoking in front of them. Why he didn’t like their presence—excluding Eve on the occasion that she smokes with them—was actually unknown to him.


He grinned at David after reassuring himself that they were alone, giving a slight shrug to his shoulders. “Not quite… I think we should draw a penis on his face… and other shit. Whipped cream should be involved as well...”

[/color] He told him with a very mischievous expression on his face, “Maybe we can do it to the whole bus… like… spray the whipped cream on sleeping people…and then leave squished muffins on his bed.”[/color] He was really getting off track now, but did he care? No, not really. It happened a lot when he was talking, he’d be saying one thing and then in the same sentence he’d be rambling about a whole different thing. Duncan ran his fingers through his hair and shook it a little, giving it a flip and standing up from his seat on the couch. He paced in front of David, trying to plot up some wicked ideas for them to mess with Gage. He held his chin, his thumb on his jaw line and a very pretentious ‘serious’ expression across his face, as if he were a detective or something of the sorts. He stopped in his pacing and came up with an idea, “We should… take his mattress... And float it in the water…”[/color] Obviously, that plan was not going to work considering the bunks mattresses were not simple to get off and if they tried he would probably wake up, ruining the point in the prank.



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outfit;; this && boxers
notes;; doo dooo doo dee doo
lyrics;; "Helena" by My Chemical Romance
credit;; i.forgive.you @ CAUTION 2.0

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David and Duncan worked well with one another, when one wasn’t in the mood for something, the other probably wasn’t either. Or if one was being submissive and careless, the other was being lazy and demanding. Their personalities encouraged one another’s and it just went from there. They were both guys that just came up with ideas and that went with the flow with each other’s plans, they didn’t really care for rules, they had a way of making their own. At times the two were indecisive of what to do next, but then eventually something came up, they were two guys that hung out a majority of the time smoking and drinking, ever since the day they met. They had an unspoken bond that required them to smoke almost every day with one another, it was just a natural activity now.

David was pretty much done with his bowl, his eyes were lowered and much more narrowed. With David, you could always tell when he was high, his eyes were super tight, his eyes were always read and he looked very sleepy but calm. He almost smiled at everything too. David nodded at the numerous ideas that Duncan was spitting out, he knew most of it was the weed talking. Most of their best ideas came from their sessions. ”Oooh! Can we take pictures? His fans will love it”

[/color], he chuckled as he placed the empty bowl to the side. He’d put it away later, right now he was much too lazy. ”OhMyGod, yes! Dude, fucking Casey is on that bus; tell her to like… fucking let us in or something! Crack a window? Leave it unlocked?”[/color], he shrugged getting his own ideas. Casey was WE DANCE WITH MONSTERS merch girl, she wasn’t always on the bus but she was so down for anything and willing to please most people, she’d do whatever you told her to. She liked making life interesting, so if someone wanted her to be a part of a prank of some sort, she’d be down in a second. David laughed at Duncan’s next idea, ”Good luck trying to pull that one off, bro”[/color], he chuckled. He didn’t know how he did it but he hopped right on up within two seconds, ”Let’s go!”[/color], he said with excitement. David looked around, ”I want some fucking alcohol”[/color], he said looking around, trying to remember where he had a little bottle of vodka. He remembered and rushed to one his suitcases with his clothes in it, he pulled it out and dangled it Duncan’s way. ”Just to give us more assistance in our wild prank”[/color], he smiled and opened the bottle downing a bunch then handing it to Duncan, ”Want some?”[/color].
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[DUNCAN EVERETT JAMES]

WHATSTHEWORSTTHATICANSAY
t h i n g s a r e b e t t e r o f f t h i s w a y

♥ s o l o n g a n d g o o d n i g h t ♥
SOLONGANDGOODNIGHT

“It wouldn't be a Duncan-David prank without pictures!”

[/color] Duncan stated very matter-of-factly, being completely serious. How could you pull off a prank and not take pictures? Especially with a famous guy! Duncan had heard some rumors that Gage was going home soon and leaving the band for family reasons, what better way to end his career of fame than to post mysterious, odd, embarrassing pictures of him?! It was all too perfect! No consequences were running through Duncan's mind at the moment, they couldn't possibly get caught. The chance that someone would rat on them was low, considering Duncan and David were pretty scary guys on their different notes. Like Gage would try anything else after this, he'd be totally scared shitless, right? That's what Duncan believed while pacing around the bus, silently planning more things to draw on him and waiting for David to get up. When he looked back over at David he heard the other things he said. Casey! Duncan really loved that girl, she always came in handy and always agreed to everything. Normally girls were such a pain in the ass to get to do things, but not Casey.

He pulled his phone out and sent her a messy text, 'hey liek unlock window of ur bus.. we r guna du a prank!' She would be able to piece it together, she usually did anyway. He slipped his phone into his pocket, securing it in there so it didn't fall out on the way over to the We Dance with Monsters bus. If his phone fell out he wouldn't have anything to take pictures with. Over excited, he listened to what David had to say and just bobbed his head over and over, "Texted her!" He announced, watching the Alcohol bottle seem to just appear out of no where. He knew this prank was going to be great, it was impossible that a drunken/high prank done by the ultimate partners in crime pulled to fail and be bad. It may fail if anything, but shit, it'd still be fun! He downed the alcohol given to him and handed it back to David, nodding with purpose. "Yes, it's not a prank wizout ze alcohol!" He told him and pivoted on his heel, facing the door of their bus and starting to trot down the aisle. He passed Evelyn on her bunk, who was just watching them sometimes and the TV. "Shussh eve.. don't tell anyone.." He told her while passing, exiting the bus and leading the way to the We Dance with Monsters tour bus.

Duncan and David got into the bus successfully with the help of Casey. Duncan crept into the bunk area, the majority of the bus was asleep, including their victim Gage. He smiled to himself, the sensation of the adrenaline rush flowing through his system; he lived for this sort of stuff. He sat down on the edge of Gage's bed as carefully as possibly, hopefully he would be a deep sleeper. Duncan opened the top to a marker and began drawing, pausing to hold out one to his partner in crime. He whispered, "Get his forehead.. imma draw ze diiick on his cheek."
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status;; complete
words;; 542
tag;; david
outfit;; this && boxers
notes;; x: lookie babye! the muse are back && also to readers! GAGE IS NO LONGER A CHARACTER, BUT HE WAS WHEN THIS THREAD WAS STARTEDDD && THERES A NEW SINGER FOR THAT BAND.. JUST DONT MIND THIS THREAD (: btw steph, i just skipped to when they were into the bus <3
lyrics;; "Helena" by My Chemical Romance
credit;; i.forgive.you @ CAUTION 2.0

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David nodded, this was true, it wouldn’t be a David/Duncan prank without pictures. the two liked proof and concrete images of the memory, hell even video worked. they each had several videos and pictures on their cell phone which held hilarious memories throughout their years together as partners in crime. duncan was like David’s other half, his german half to be exact. texted her!, david smiled proudly, he knew casey would agree to it, she always did. david was also relieved that he didn’t have to be the one to contact her, he was both lazy and too high to function right now. david was then handed back the bottle, he closed it and placed it on the table near him. he’d put it away properly later, if he remembered. he chuckled at the sound of duncan’s accent, sure, he was used to it by now but certain words or phrases just made his day still. they brought him back mentally to the day he met duncan, the kid could barely speak a word of English. oh boy, that was fun. david passed eve on his way out, lightly hitting her upside the head but running off before she could react. he hopped off the bus and followed duncan’s lead, bouncing a little out of excitement.

it sure did pay to have friends in other bands’ crews, thank you casey. the two sedated intruders made it on the bus with ease. it was dark and quiet, which meant everyone was sleeping or weren’t there. luckily for them, their prey was fast asleep in his bunk, which brought a smirk to david’s face. he looked around to see who else was sleeping and when his gaze returned to duncan he was handed a marker. David looked at it, his grin growing wider when he read ‘permanent marker’. david nodded leaning down so that he could get gage’s forehead he wrote ”im a fag!”. now the kid didn’t’ even budge, thank god for deep sleepers. david chuckled writing shit on gage’s other cheek. he drew the most disgusting and humiliating images. he stopped, putting the top back onto the marker, then looked around making sure no one saw them. he got an idea before he could properly examine their surroundings, he walked towards the kitchen area grabbing the closest cup filling it with warm water. he had always wanted to try this prank, so many different people had suggested it for him to try. he put gage’s hand in It and waited for the prank to folloew through, soon enough the douche actually peed on himself, david chuckled, ”fucking gross!”

[/color], he whispered pointing putting the cup somewhere randomly. david heard some shuffling in a bunk nearby then turned to look immediately, wondering if the person woke up and saw. the two couldn’t be caught, they didn’t really know or care about the consequences to be honest, they never considered the consequences. david looked through the bag nearest to him, wondering if he could find anything worth stealiong.
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