The Reality Chapter 11

Not really knowing what to bring i had just packed my usual things and made sure i had my guitar. having packed what was needed like shampoo, i begun to bundle up.

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Chapter 1

"you play the guitar?" freddy asked, eyeing the large purple guitar strapped to the bunny's back. bonnie nodded and smiled at the bear. "unfortunately there's no music classes here," bonnie sighed, "so i only really get to practice in my dorm."

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"Who's The New Kid?" [Part 2]

He was my height, played bass guitar, was irritating at times, and was happily communist. scy exchanged hellos and short polite conversation with each of them. they all seemed quite happy to meet him.

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Here Come The Drums

Lars let himself flow into the last riff, matching his drums one-hundred-percent to alex's guitar. finally, all the members put their paws in the air, clenched in fists, the last guitar note ringing out in the blackness as the crowd clapped and whooped.

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Cool For Cats

Eventually he found the guitar hidden in the back hall closet. gleefully he skipped back to the living room not notice his steps were done in tiptoes.

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Tilly's Search For A Sound

As she played, her guitar was connected to her own head—an unusual method, but one she had perfected. the connection amplified the sound in a way that only she could fully appreciate.

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Punk'd Out

A tempo of harsh guitars and fast drums, a life of debauchery and rock and roll. just like the music. his mind continued to fight, yet he himself continued to change.

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Love Song [A Rock Dog FanFiction]

He stood up and made his way over to his acoustic guitar, tossing the strap over his head and letting it rest on his shoulder.

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Chained Up

_Intro/Verse 1_ You think you can bring me down? Put the ball and chain on me. You love to see me suffer and fail. _Chorus_ You want to put me down and throw me down into the darkness Leave me chained up against the wall as you laugh in my...

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G.R.R. Chapter 14

I quickly regain it and look up just in time to see a plastic guitar hero guitar coming for my face. wham! he clubs me on top of the head with the guitar. the shot gives me a burning pain on the top of my head, right at the top of my forehead.

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