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    This is a Rent roleplay thread that takes place after the musical.
    Characters available:
    Roger
    Mimi
    Collins
    Maureen
    Joanna
    Angel's ghost, I guess? gross sobbing


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    Character: Mark
    Username: DOGE.
    From a scale of 1 to 10, 1 being hardly active at all, how active are you?: 7.5

    Sure. But would it be possible for you to start I'm rlly bad at this hahah ;o;

    [Okay]
    Erie sat at a piano, looking down at the black and white keys. She began to play and sing with a great voice Already home by, A great big world. She looked at the posters of The Beatles, Billy Joel, and so on. She looked at the microphone attached to it, not skipping a beat when you play the piano without looking down.

    Mark sighed, packing up his camera and hopping on his bike. As he pedaled, he relived the past year, some moments in unison, some drawn out. He and the rest of them had come so far. Their apartment complex had been full of plumbers and electricians and interior decorators for the past six months, renovating just about everything.
    He and Roger didn't let them do sh*t to their apartment, though.
    Upon arriving, he dug through his pockets in a futile attempt to find his keys. Well f*ck.
    "Hey, Roger!" he yelled loudly, smirking at the irritated glares coming from passersby. "Throw down the keys!"

    Erie heard the commotion outside, looking out her window. She lived in the old apartment, yet she never wanted what happened. Somehow she remembered those two from walking out of their's. she decided to meet them. She never got to know them, but walked over sort of quietly. They both reminded her of Fredrick an ex of her's. Still her friends said "Don't talk to guys." Erie was a tomboy, she wanted to make guys her friends.