MJ’s Comments (group member since Mar 16, 2013)

MJ’s comments from the Terrence Hall group.

Wait, sorry, Ells, but what thread?

Hiiii

Jack followed closely behind her. He kept strumming his ukulele, not really playing anything specific, it was just upbeat and cheery. He smiled and inhaled, taking in the pretty day.

Hi guys! I apologize for my absence.

Jack frowned and shook his arm, then followed her out. He didn't like that people didn't lime him. Little did he know that a lot of people despised him. He grinned and started strumming his ukulele carelessly.

He was completely tuning her out right now, strumming his happy song, and dancing along with it. The guy behind the counter just looked at him in awe. Jack danced over to Sophia and grabbed her hand, twirling her around. "Lighten up, love!"

Yay! Books! http://weheartit.com/entry/55594497/v...

http://weheartit.com/entry/55535622/v...

http://weheartit.com/entry/55548450/v...

*Walks away sheepishly* :3

Jack chuckled. "It's joking, love! Not anything personal!" He shook his head and smiled, watching the record go around and around on the record player.

"Jack Burmingham? Your ukulele is ready, fixed, tuned."

Jack spun around and ran up to the desk. "MY UKULELE! MY PRECIOUS UKULELE!" He snatched it out of the man's hands and started strumming a happy tune, doing a happy dance to accompany it. "WHEEE! UKULELE!"

Cam, am I allowed to make a library, in Terrence Port?

Happy birthday, Cam! *Shrugs and huggles along with Ella and Leena*

Name: Stanley Holdt

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Hometown: Born and raised in Terrence Port.

Appearance: http://data.whicdn.com/images/5569105...

---Eye Color: A light grey.

---Hair Color: Dirty blonde.

---Height: 6'1

---Build: Not very muscular, he spends most of his time teaching and reading, not lifting and running.

Personality: Stanley is quite the bookworm, he loves reading, he's read every book in the local library, whether it's a children's book or an encyclopedia. He started reading when he was about five, he was bored, and his mother told him to read a book, so he did. He loved it instantly. In return for reading them, books have granted Stanley the gift of immense knowledge, and he loves to show it off, too. Intellectual debates or conversations, he's in them. Obviously, he's a history fanatic, he loves, loves, loves history, every time period, he knows everything about it. He loves teaching it to kids, in hopes of them becoming what he is now.

History: Stanley was born in Terrence Port in 1989, his father owned a hardware store, and his mother was a housewife. He had a pretty good life, his family was middle class, and since he was an only child, he spent most of his time reading. It has always been his dream to escape from the small town of Terrence Port, but college was the only time he's ever left. He attended Yale University. He hopes that one day, opportunity will come knocking, because he always dreams of seeing the world.

Outstanding Achievements, Etc.: Master's Degree in History from Yale University. He is also the owner of the library, the previous owner passed it down to him in reward, but he's usually never there. He has employees working there instead.

Other: Nien.

Jack turned around to see a girl standing in front of him. He raised an eyebrow, she seemed vaguely familiar. "Hello, love! Well, yes, I could stop, but I don't really want to! After all, it's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring! Like Finn! He hasn't quite caught on to that, has he? Poor big Finny."

Sounds fun. XD

The guy looked strangely at Jack. "What seems to be the problem, exactly?"

"IT'S BROKEN! IT NEEDS TO BE TUNED, SIR! IMMIDIATELY!" Jack took a deep breath as the guy started to strum the instrument, and screw around with it. Jack nodded thankfully to the man, then went on a small trip around the shop, looking at the instruments, and some records they had out. "Oh, this one's a classic, man! I love it!" He grinned and took it out of its case without asking, and put it on the record player, watching it in amazement.

http://data.whicdn.com/images/3891880...

Jack walked down the city streets, playing his ukulele, but when he listened to it, he didn't like what he heard. His precious uke was out of tune, he needed to get it fixed, he didn't know how to tune it himself. Thankfully, there was a music store a few doors down, he ran in and went up to the counter. "EMERGENCY! MY UKULELE IS BROKEN! FIX IT! NOW!"

Hmmm...

Sure. What's the problem, Leen?

XD Where?