Altered Tundra

Shuffle your music player and post the first 10 songs

An Ocean On Its Own — From Ashes to New — Day One(Deluxe Edition)
Zero — Hawthrone Heights — Zero
Nobody's Hero — Black Veil Brides — Wretched and Divine: The Story of the Wild Ones
Pour Some Sugar On Me(Def Leppard Cover) — The Maine — Punk Goes...Classic Rock
At Dusk, I Will Think of You — Yoko Shimomura — Kingdom Hearts 358/2 Days Original Soundtrack
Pyres of Varanasi — Thirty Seconds to Mars — LOVE LUST FAITH + DREAMS
Scene Four - Don't You Ever Forget About Me — Sleeping With Sirens — If You Were A Movie, This Would Be Your Soundtrack
The New National Anthem — Pierce the Veil — Selfish Machines(Reissue)
Apollo I: The Writing Writer — Coheed and Cambria — Dear Apollo, I'm Burning Star IV Volume I: From Fear Through the Eyes of Madness
Up We Go — LIGHTS — Midnight Machines

Shuffle your music player and post the first 10 songs

Armed and REady — Jeff Williams feat. Casey Lee Williams — RWBY Volume IV(Official Soundtrack and Score)
Not Afraid — Eminem — Recovery
Curse of the Virgin Canvas — Alesana — The Emptiness
I Will Always Love You — Body Count — Manslaughter
Lights Out — Hollywood Undead — American Tragedy (deluxe edition)
Seeing Red — Eyeshine — My Paper Kingdom(Remastered)
A Match Into Water — Pierce the Veil — Collide With the Sky
In The End — Black Veil Brides — Wretched and Divine: The Story of the Wild Ones
Serotonia — Highly Suspect — The Boy Who Died Wolf
Jambi — Tool — 10,000 Days

Minutes to Manhattan

@AewinIt's okay, Annie. At least you've admitted it. That's the first step.

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@Aewin And now you've contributed. Grats! :D

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@Inkarnate It's cute that you think HBO would be able to afford us.

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@Inkarnate Oh no. Are we about to get hipster up in this bitch?

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<Snipped quote by Altered Tundra>
For my characters? Probably not. Rich is trash, but he isn't uncivilized.

@Inkarnate

I thought you meant for the overall feel of the RP, but that too, I suppose.

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@Inkarnate The American Top 40 could be a good start.

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@Inkarnate you got this bruh! WE BELIEVE IN YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

But yeah, no pressure. :)

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LOCATION — Miranda Priestly’s Party
INTERACTING WITH — Audrey's Squad@Aewin @Grim327 @Melo; then later Audrey @Dirty Pretty Lies

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It was amusing to see this Christian guy try and act as if he was anything more than just some insignificant worm who happened to be living because Alexandros decided not to squash him under his boot. Even if he did have a witty retort, it was of no consequence. The only one Alexandros would even acknowledge was the brown beauty that had caught his eye. And it from her mouth that he more or less got a confirmation that his plan of approaching her had been a whopping success. He would get her time of day in ten minutes.

“Very well,” Alexandros raised his glass to the women but specifically the object of his attention, “I’ll be waiting.” He spoke with his slight Italian-Greek accent as he left the group of ladies and worm to their devices.

Over the course of the next ten minutes, Alexandros would mingle with a few guests, hit on a few ladies. Pretty much he did what he could to pass the time. He had another drink after he had finished his first one.

After a few more minutes of conversing with the guests, Alexandros needed a breather. There was only so much he could take of the lower-level worms of the Upper East Side, so he would head out to the balcony. As he did, that familiar sultry voice called out to him. It wasn’t by name, but more so a general “hey you” calling out as she came towards him. She handed him a glass and the two were out on the balcony. It was then she had introduced herself.

“Huntsberg huh?” Alexandros seemed to remedy in that. The irony that the one person he would single out was the daughter of the man who was responsible for his being at the party. “No doubt you are the daughter of Arthur Huntsberg,” Alexandros took a sip of his drink as he alternated glances from the Manhattan Skyline and a skyline much closer to him. “And yes, it is my pleasure, just like it is yours to be in the company of a - well, not a god, but very well close enough,” he grabbed her hand gently, kissing it, “Alexandros Mossos, no doubt you know of my father’s building,” Alexandros pointed to the skyscraper that read ‘Mossos’.

_{Careful Christian. You might have the Dance Queen on your side for now, but I wouldn’t count your ducks in a row just yet. Mister Mysterious might just have snuck a winning blow this round.}