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[bialyhoos]

BYE BYE BABYLON
(A NEW MUSICAL BY BIALYSTOCK & BLOOM)
OPEN CASTING CALL

WE'RE LOOKING FOR ACTORS, SINGERS, DANCERS, PHILOSOPHERS, NEWSPAPER WRITERS, REVOLUTIONARIES, MUSICIANS, DOCTORS, LAWYERS, EX-CONS, EX-PATS, EX-EXES, BEAUTIFUL GIRLS, RUGGED MEN, PIRATES, GRIM REAPERS, SOCIAL REJECTS, VAMPIRES, MAFIA DONS, ATHLETES, ASS-KICKERS, GYMNASTS, KARATE GURUS, MILK MAIDS, LOVERS, FIGHTERS, DREAMERS, BASKET WEAVERS, MAGICIANS, ASTRONAUTS, NINJAS, ANYONE WITH WORKING LEGS, AND EVEN SOME WITHOUT WORKING LEGS, WE HONESTLY AREN'T THAT PICKY.

NO TALENT REQUIRED. No, really, none. Don't ask! IT'LL BE GREAT! WE CAN DO IT! TAURUS 302, COME AS YOU ARE, WE'LL MAKE YOU DO THINGS YOU NEVER DREAMED YOU COULD DO.



ADDENDUM: THERE'S ALWAYS A ROLE FOR THE PRODUCER'S GIRLFRIEND. AND BACKERS. LOTS OF BACKERS. YOU TOO CAN OWN A PORTION OF BYE BYE BABYLON!

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Believe me Senpai, I'm worried too. I kinda miss being the hero but I never wanna see the Dark Hour or Tartarus ever again. It's the truth. I'm probably more scared than you are. Well, I'm usually more scared than you are. All this growth I supposedly went through back at home -- I dunno, it's gone now that I've been here for so long. Maybe I've just gotten soft.

I'm worried about everyone. I wonder if they're okay. How long has it been since I've seen them anyway? Sure feels like forever. I've only really talked to Akihiko-senpai this whole time. I know a lot of other people here, but it just isn't the same. And I keep locking myself in my room. Not literally, but you know. Pretty dumb, but I can't figure out what it is I'm supposed to do.

It looks like Simca-san's got her own stuff going on. I...don't think I even care anymore. I'm all good. I think. Maybe if I run into her I'll say hi, but otherwise, I won't bug her. I don't know what it is, I just...she can do what she wants. It must have been a phase. I'm sure I'll be back to normal at some point.


I miss you, Chidori. I say it all the time but I never feel any better. Really, it's been worse since I got here, because I was fighting for you back there. But there's nothing here for me to fight anymore. There's nothing for me to do. I kinda like it that way -- I said I didn't want the Dark Hour here anymore -- but it's nothing without everybody else here to celebrate it with me. And without you.

You know what, there's nobody like you here at all. I mean, of course there isn't, but...you know what I mean, right? Actually, do you wanna know something funny? I saw somebody who kinda reminded me of you. She was sitting in the park and drawing a picture. She wasn't wearing the same stuff you do, and her hair wasn't red, it was blond. But I dunno, I thought of you anyway.

I don't even have your sketchbook anymore. It's not like they decided to transport it here with me. I wish I had it, I think I'd feel a lot better if I did.

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Man, we've only had like three days of school and it's already a major bore. Talk about epic fail.

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yo faith

good fight. we should do it again.