Double Jared Vision (V)

[Jared Mayer]

Jared was walking into the park with his guitar in its bag on his back. He was just looking for some peice and quiet really. He sighed and looked for a bench with the least bit of people around it and sat down. He sighed and took out his guitar. He started to play a few chords then started to think of a song to play and he got one.
He took a deep breath as he started to sing and play the guitar.

"Here we are searching for a sign
Here we are searching for a sign
It's the end here today
But I will build a new beginning
Take some time, find a place
And I will start my own religion

As the day divides the night
Here we are searching for a sign

Watch the men multiply
See them ease out of the circle
Watch your friends run and hide
Help them fall back in this cycle

Here we are searching

You saw what you get
If you take what you take
Look in the eye of the test
It's all because...
Now there's a feeling I get
When I look to the left
But it should never be sensed
Our searching for a sign

Can you feel it?
Things are changing
Can you see it?
Watch as the worlds colliding
Can you see it?
Can you feel it?
Watch as the worlds...
Collide into themselves
Collide into themselves

Another time, another place
Another time, another place
Some paradigm has shunned the race
Some paradigm has shunned the race

Searching
You saw what you get
If you take what you take
Look in the eye of the test
It's all because...
Now there's a feeling I get
When I look to the left
But it should never be sensed
Our searching for a sign

You saw what you get
If you take what you take
Look in the eye of the test
It's all because...
Now there's a feeling I get
When I look to the left
But it should never be sensed
Our searching for a sign"

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[Jared Vengeance]

I don't think you will EVER see anouther man that carries around his gutair as much as Jared...Ever...Nor as much as he dotes upon it. So.. Jared went to the park, in his truck sitting out in the parking lot, his gutair was hooked into the amp that ran off of his car battery. Dangourse, but cool.
He had his hat upon his head, and his black hair was scatterd around, his blue eyes were so cold, and distant as they usually were. He took out Hell Razor and strummed once as the amp roared gently.. He smirked alittle stood out and sat down on the ground with his blood spatterd baby, and started playing his solo, or one of the many, and since he was the only one playing I guess it was a forced solo huh? Nodding his head to the beat, and finally he just took off his hat tossed it in his truck and nodded his head better, his black hair flying.

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[Joey Mayer]

Jared finished his song closing his eyes as he got lost in the song. He opened them though and blinked a few times when he heard a guitar. He looked over to where the sound was coming from and he saw some dude jamming out on the back of a truck. He put his guitar in its case and got up walking over to his car which was right next to the truck. He walked with his hands in his pockets and he looked up at the dude. He loved this guys guitar it kicked ass. His was a regular white one and it was a little old but well kept. He planned on getting a new guitar... whenever this one broke. "Thats some rad tunes you were playing there." He said to the guy when he was done playing.

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[Jared Vengeance]

Jared stood up int he truck and tuned the amps strumming every once inawhile to make sure they were turned right, the song before was just a warmup,this one was going to rock the truck (xD). He was just about to start his solo before he saw a man walk up. Jared eyes truned cold as they normally would untill he herd his words.
You havent herd nothing, yet... He spoke and smirked, and slowly started out untill he made it sqeel then started the solo from Bat countrey, the first few low notes, then.. Then the high notes... Then the solo, as it leeked from his gutair, hitting all the high notes, and the quickones as his fingers danced across the neck, the pick in his hands working over time as he nodded his head to the beat, then went ahead and finished out the rest of the song, closing his eyes.
This to him was art, and he was good at it, he loved it. He started missing haning out with the gang, Him, Arric, Syn, Zacky. Christ..God, he wanted them back. But he got over it, they would be AMAZED when there little baby boy could play just as good if not better then Synyster. Pssshh Faggot, and he thought HE was the gutair god..Psssh showed him.
He leaned his head back up and sat down his gutair putting it back in the case, his figners were alittle callused from playing since he was just a wee kid, but hell to him every momment every pratice every cut every drop of blood shed from getting poped by strings, was worth it ALL to where he is now.

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