A plastic grocery bag crinkles as it dangles from his hand, just a few items from the gas station on the way home from the basketball court. Head of brown hair bobs with old school headphones and a walkman; the only thing he reaching his ears is some music his mom burned on a cd a long time ago. As he vibes with it, his mind passively picks out interesting sounds to use later in his own music.
All in all, a regular Saturday morning for Talon.
He continues to bop his way along as he reaches the door of his flat. Through the brick-edged doorway and up the staircase to the side. One key turn, the door opens and locks shut behind him, and a backpack hits the floor. He'll empty it later, and put things where they belong. he doesn't move right away, however, too into the song to stop it midway. It's only when it flows through to its natural end that he feels right hitting pause and slipping the headphones down.
The sounds here were totally different than the booming base. Quieter, but always with a buzz of lower level noise. People talking out loud, children laughing, horn honking, tires squealing, the far off music of the local cantina. And in that new vibe, he starts humming and bopping his head to a beat he has not even yet crafted.
His movements were fairly well practiced, his task absolutely mundane. One instant ramen in the microwave and a sports water on the counter. The bag gets crumpled up and tossed in the garbage basketball style and he finally grabs his bag.
He could study later, or even tomorrow.
The bag has now been abandoned again, this time at the foot of his bed.
With an exhale, the young man would set the walkman down and plop down into his comfy gamer's chair. For a moment he stayed still, just collecting his thoughts and running though the mental checklist of what he wanted to do while at his desk.
The first thing he wanted to do was have some game time, check out this new game that his buddy recommended him. It sounded interesting, because while most MMOs were about killig slime monsters and orcs, this one had ghosts and demons and the like. A little different with a harder edge, supposedly.
Navigating there wasnt hard. In fact, it was the usual. Pop in the disk, write in a code, enter a username, password, and start a new character. For something like this, he wasn't really going put much thought into it. Infact, he was just going to use his name.
He messed around with the sliders a little bit - something that actually turned into a two hour venture, given how many options there were.
And then he pushed play.
All in all, a regular Saturday morning for Talon.
He continues to bop his way along as he reaches the door of his flat. Through the brick-edged doorway and up the staircase to the side. One key turn, the door opens and locks shut behind him, and a backpack hits the floor. He'll empty it later, and put things where they belong. he doesn't move right away, however, too into the song to stop it midway. It's only when it flows through to its natural end that he feels right hitting pause and slipping the headphones down.
The sounds here were totally different than the booming base. Quieter, but always with a buzz of lower level noise. People talking out loud, children laughing, horn honking, tires squealing, the far off music of the local cantina. And in that new vibe, he starts humming and bopping his head to a beat he has not even yet crafted.
His movements were fairly well practiced, his task absolutely mundane. One instant ramen in the microwave and a sports water on the counter. The bag gets crumpled up and tossed in the garbage basketball style and he finally grabs his bag.
He could study later, or even tomorrow.
The bag has now been abandoned again, this time at the foot of his bed.
With an exhale, the young man would set the walkman down and plop down into his comfy gamer's chair. For a moment he stayed still, just collecting his thoughts and running though the mental checklist of what he wanted to do while at his desk.
The first thing he wanted to do was have some game time, check out this new game that his buddy recommended him. It sounded interesting, because while most MMOs were about killig slime monsters and orcs, this one had ghosts and demons and the like. A little different with a harder edge, supposedly.
Navigating there wasnt hard. In fact, it was the usual. Pop in the disk, write in a code, enter a username, password, and start a new character. For something like this, he wasn't really going put much thought into it. Infact, he was just going to use his name.
He messed around with the sliders a little bit - something that actually turned into a two hour venture, given how many options there were.
And then he pushed play.
