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She Wrote Me A Letter [Mar. 13th, 2007|07:41 pm]
Mark Stoermer
Mark arrives back to the hotel to find a letter on the table. It appears to have been forwarded by the band's management.


Stoermer de M. Marque

La pièce 45, le Plancher 6

"Hmm.." Mark mumbles to himself, not understanding the writing on the envelope at all. Inside was a small, handwritten letter..the writing seemed hurried, words were crossed out several times.


I wish I could tell you this in person. With you never home always on tour, I've just felt the need to been alone so much that, well..there's someone else. I'll fax you the papers I'm sorry.



Mark stares at it for a second and throws it away.

He opens his phone and writes a text.

Send to: Brandon, Dave, Ronnie
Subject: Guess what?
Message: Beth left. where 2 4 drinks?
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The Talk. (Private) [Nov. 12th, 2006|10:22 pm]
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The Things I Put Up With (private) [Sep. 8th, 2006|07:53 am]
Mark Stoermer
*at his house in Vegas for a few days before going back on tour with the band*

*is awoken early by Beth nudging him*

"Wh...what..what is it? Good God Beth, it's the AM. I haven't been up in the morning since like..2002."

*is informed that his niece is doing career day in 4th grade and her dad can't make it*

"So what am I supposed to do? Your family's in California."

*is further informed that he could fax a letter to the school to be used in a presentation explaining what he does*

"Why doesn't he just write one? Why do I have to do it? What do you mean he's incommunicado? What about Rich or Susan or..."

*is interrupted with explanation of what seems like a vast family conspiracy to get him to write a letter*

"Oh. When does she need it?"

"Noon?! *#@$U*#*U$. Kurt owes me." *goes to write*

Dear Mrs. Henderson's 4th grade class,

Since Brittany's dad was busy, and I'm all the way in Las Vegas, I'm writing you this letter for career day. I'm Brittany's Uncle Mark. I don't know if she's told you already, so I'll just start with the basics. I'm a musician. I play in a band called The Killers. (We're not as mean as we sound, I promise!) I should hope that you all have older brothers and sisters who know about us, it would be unfortunate if they weren't so enlightened. I play bass. It's like a guitar, sort of, but not. Instead of six strings, it has 4, and instead of making really high pitched noises it makes really low ones, so it fits in better with the drummer to create a nice rhythm for the song. I hope you're all getting this, I don't really know a better way to explain it. Anyway, being a musician is really hard work but it's a lot of fun. First we record an album, which takes up almost all of our time for at least a few months. We lock ourselves in a studio until we're done, and during that time we hardly see our families. Then we go out on tour, and play concerts for people so they can hear the songs on our album and if they like them, they'll probably buy the album, and that's how we make most of our money. Touring takes a long time, during which we travel the entire world, leaving hardly any time to be at home. So while it's an awesome job and I work with awesome people, I have to sacrifice a lot of time at home, and I don't see my wife as much as I'd like to. But it's what I've wanted to do since I was your age. Which is proof that if you just keep pressing on, and following your dreams, you can reach them!

All The Best,

Mark Stoermer

*he hands the letter to Beth, who promptly goes upstairs and faxes it*

"Kurt really owes me."

(no subject) [Aug. 29th, 2006|03:49 am]
Mark Stoermer
So we're out on the road and stuff. Beth is already nagging me about being gone.

Everyone's ooing and aahing about Brandon playing bass and forgot to notice I was playing guitar in the same clip. You can clearly see me like 6 times and you still see comments like "What was Mark doing during this?"

Apparently nothing.
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Hrmph [Aug. 11th, 2006|02:20 am]
Mark Stoermer
I'll never listen to Ronnie again.

"The VMA's are in LA next week"

Bah humbug.

I was driving through Jack London Square (Oakland, California, for you Los Angelenos and New Yawkers), and I swear I saw a car headed northbound with what appeared to be 3 of the Armstrong clan and the one and only Mr. Flowers. I bet they were having fun. I, meanwhile, was buying drapes. And if I hear the whip noise from Dave one more time, I swear..
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(no subject) [Aug. 5th, 2006|01:01 am]
Mark Stoermer
Fuck. I guess we have to be in LA for that award show..which one....dammit where's my PDA when I need it?

So yeah anyway. I have to be in LA soon with the rest of the band. This time I'm not allowed to misplace my ticket like I did for KROQ.
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(no subject) [Aug. 3rd, 2006|03:34 am]
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*sends present to Brandon and Tana late*

"Beth, you were supposed to remind me, I..." *cut off abruptly*

"I know he's my friend, but.."

"I'm sorry I know but."

"yeah..love you too, bye."

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Wedding Reception [Jul. 18th, 2006|03:51 am]
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*moving through the crowd, constantly being stopped briefly by friends*

How does it feel?

"I'll tell you later, when I realize it really happened"

Have fun on the Honeymoon

"I always knew you were a perverted bastard. Thank you."

Would you like a shot?

"Finally an appropriate question. Thanks dad."

*finally reaching the stage area, ready to give a brief speech*

"Um..*taps microphone*...I'd like to thank you all for being here. I'm glad to have all my friends and family here, and all of Beth's friends and family here to celebrate our love. And I promise that this will be it, I won't drag you out here 7 more times like Uncle Rob. Love is a mysterious thing, that grows slowly and uknowingly within the self, almost like a separate entity in the body. By the time you realize just how deeply you love someone, you are likely very, very far lost in it. I think love is accepting your flaws and your love's flaws and knowing they accept yours and your flaws fit together to form something perfect. So I'd like to thank Beth for accepting my horrific flaws; my alcoholism, life on the road, and elephant-sized penis. I'd like to thank Mom and Dad, without whom none of this would be necessary. I'd like to thank all my family, who inspired me to leave the house and get a job. Even you, Uncle Rob. I'd like to thank my friends for taking me in when things were bad, and sticking with me before I was even the backdrop to famous people. I'd like to thank Ronnie and Dave for not walking in on me in the shower, and for not sucking at what they do, and I'd like to thank Brandon, without your drag-queen fasion sense and diva-like thirst for the spotlight, I would not be able to afford any of what is happening today, and for that I am grateful. Thank you."
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Overdue [Jul. 1st, 2006|07:08 pm]
Mark Stoermer
Mark meets Brandon for coffee at a cafe in London. They both take a seat outside, and their orders are soon delivered.

*ignoring the sideways glance from Brandon as he pours a shot into the coffee from a flask.*

So, let me have my little speech here.

Look, things have been..different lately. Way different.

The whole situation..well, I'm glad you listened to your heart. You didn't do what was easy. It would've been a Hell of a lot easier to just stay with Dave and let Billie go or just let everyone go and withdraw, it would've been easier for you, easier for Dave, easier for the band.

But you didn't do that, you listened to your heart and did what you felt was right for Brandon and for those you love, and I'm glad.

*taking a sip and pausing*

But I want you to be happy. If you made the right decision, you should be happy with it. Either way, you have to live with it. And I see you with him and I know you're happy with him, but there are times when we're in the studio or when we're rehearsing and it seems like something is affecting you.

So this is your chance to spill everything, every thought, every emotion, every why how who when and what.

*pausing again*

Let's hear it.
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Bewilderment [Jun. 30th, 2006|05:20 am]
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From: rumblingsfromthenatives@thekillersmusic.com [Mark Stoermer]
To: geniussexpoet@thekillers.com [Brandon Flowers]


Look, I know we have our little back and forth ribbing thing, but lately it's been..different. Something's on your mind and I think we need to talk. One-on-one, in depth. Between this album and Billie Joe and Dave and yeah, all that, I think you need to stop the whirlwind for a second. I say we grab a cup of coffee and talk things out A.S.A.P.

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