musicankane
I blew a monkey once.
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The Harmon University of Music, was simply the most difficult music school to get into. Juiliard, USC Thornton, Berklee, none matched the skill and education provided at Harmon. Serious musicians that joined found it a place to practice, meet other musicians, join or form bands, and have tons of sex!
The students you have to understand have practiced their whole lives to get into Harmon, as a result being thrown into a suddenly wildly co-ed environment could only lead to intense sexual tension. The staff of the college didn't stop anything, so long as the students got their grades. As a result Harmon has been slowly becoming a place where sex would happen anywhere, anytime.
(OOC: Make your character and pick an instrument to master, or several whichever. Let's have fun...but please keep the male/female ratio close. WE need students, and/or staff. It's open.)
Jake Wilder was the youngest person to ever attend Harmon. He was a child protage, a master at Guitar, Bass, Piano, Drums, Violin, and a couple of wind instruments. He had turned eighteen only yesterday, and today was his first day at Harmon.
HE stood in front of the school in awe. The main building was massive and designed like an elaborate mansion on the inside. The front courtyard was a wide open field of grass and trees here and there. There were students playing quietly all over, although some were talking.
His shifted the weight of his guitar on his shoulder. They had told him to bring only his guitar, everything else would be provided by the school, so all he had was a bag of clothing and his gig bag over his shoulder. HE made his way down the walkway up to the front, a slip of paper in his hand that read room 403.
The map was large and hard to memorize so he took his shot asking the nearest student who happened to be a chick.
"Excuse me, how do i get to room 403?" HE asked.
The students you have to understand have practiced their whole lives to get into Harmon, as a result being thrown into a suddenly wildly co-ed environment could only lead to intense sexual tension. The staff of the college didn't stop anything, so long as the students got their grades. As a result Harmon has been slowly becoming a place where sex would happen anywhere, anytime.
(OOC: Make your character and pick an instrument to master, or several whichever. Let's have fun...but please keep the male/female ratio close. WE need students, and/or staff. It's open.)
Jake Wilder was the youngest person to ever attend Harmon. He was a child protage, a master at Guitar, Bass, Piano, Drums, Violin, and a couple of wind instruments. He had turned eighteen only yesterday, and today was his first day at Harmon.
HE stood in front of the school in awe. The main building was massive and designed like an elaborate mansion on the inside. The front courtyard was a wide open field of grass and trees here and there. There were students playing quietly all over, although some were talking.
His shifted the weight of his guitar on his shoulder. They had told him to bring only his guitar, everything else would be provided by the school, so all he had was a bag of clothing and his gig bag over his shoulder. HE made his way down the walkway up to the front, a slip of paper in his hand that read room 403.
The map was large and hard to memorize so he took his shot asking the nearest student who happened to be a chick.
"Excuse me, how do i get to room 403?" HE asked.
