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 Posted: Thu Mar 27, 2008 9:06 am
 .: C'mon Get Involved! :.Hello there, young artist!
You are selected among thousands of others from all over the country to participate in the Teen Records© Band project.
We are giving you the chance to start up the band ‘C’mon Get Involved!’ along with 7 other selected candidates.
This means we are expecting you at the Teen Records© mansion in Los Angeles, California in three days!
So start packing your bags and get moving.
Greetings,
the Teen Records© director
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Posted: Thu Mar 27, 2008 9:08 am
.: Rules :.General∙ This is a literate roleplay, which means: no one liners, proper grammar & spelling, story form, third person etc.
∙ Keep everything PG-13
∙ No bumping
∙ No flaming
∙ No killing / dying / committing suicide
∙ Send me a PM if you wish to quitRegarding posts∙ Use designated color when speaking and in thought
∙ Dialogue needs to be bold
∙ Thinking needs to be in italic
∙ Use 9 – 10 font
∙ Each post needs to be at least 5 sentences (one paragraph)
∙ Make your posts look interesting, wether it be by adding a picture or something else creativeRegarding profiles∙ PM all profiles to me
∙ Title the PM with the role your character fulfills within the band [eg. If you wish to be the drummer, title your PM ‘The Drummer’]
∙ The biography of your character should be at least 2 paragraphs
∙ The personality of your character should be at least 1 paragraph
∙ Picture of your character cannot be anime [no exceptions!]
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Posted: Thu Mar 27, 2008 9:12 am
.: Character List :.One girl and four boys neededManager - designated color is crimsonPlayed by .: Your Personal Princess :.Leadsinger – designated color is limePlayed by .: Your Personal Princess :.First Backing Vocal – designated color is hotpinkPlayed by .: Takiama-chan :.Second Backing Vocal – designated color is orchidPlayed by.: xX-YoukaiHime-Xx :.Lead Guitarist – designated color is goldenrodPlayed by .: Zolis :.Electric Guitarist – designated color is cornflowerblueopenBassist – designated color is darkcyanopenDrummer – designated color is midnightbluePlayed by .: xX-YoukaiHime-Xx :.Keyboard Player – designated color is forestgreenopen
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Posted: Thu Mar 27, 2008 9:14 am
.: Profile Skeleton :.[imgleft]URL FOR YOUR CHARACTER'S APPEARANCE[/imgleft]
[b][size=18][color=designatedcolor]YOUR CHARACTER'S TITLE(position in the band)[/color][/size][/b]
[b][size=14][color=designatedcolor]My Parents Called Me[/color][/size][/b]
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[b][size=14][color=designatedcolor]But You Can Call Me[/color][/size][/b]
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[b][size=14][color=designatedcolor]I've Got This Many Candles[/color][/size][/b]
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[b][size=14][color=designatedcolor]I Act Like This[/color][/size][/b]
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[b][size=14][color=designatedcolor]This is How I Got Here[/color][/size][/b]
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[b][size=14][color=designatedcolor]I Think I Forgot[/color][/size][/b]
[size=10]MISCELLANEOUS ITEMS YOU FORGOT(optional)[/size]
[b][size=14][color=designatedcolor]The One Who Pulls The Strings[/color][/size][/b]
[size=10]YOUR USERNAME[/size]
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Posted: Thu Mar 27, 2008 9:16 am
.: Teen Records© Mansion :. |x|
.: Basementconsists of a home theatre, a fitness room and a small kitchen.: Ground Floorconsists of a kitchen, a large living room and a dining room.: Second Floorconsists of eight bedrooms; differents designs for girls and for the boys, with adjoining bathrooms.: Third Floorconsists of a large game room with a pool table, airhockey table, card table, dartboard, two pinball machines, a ping-pong table and a foosball table.: Atticconsists of a single room where the teens can enjoy their favorite hobby and just relax in one part and practice with the band in the other.: Backyardconsists of a large swimming pool, a private tennis court and a small shed to store pool and tennis equipment
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Posted: Thu Mar 27, 2008 9:24 am
.: Accepted Profiles :. Quote:  M A N A G E R My Parents Called Me Jerry Daniel Aems But You Can Call Me Mr. Aems, Jerry, Jer I've Got This Many Candles twenty-seven I Act Like This Jerry may seem like a friendly guy who’s only trying to help you out the best way he can, and sometimes he actually is. But most of the time he’s just a slick b*****d, trying to wheel in as much money as possible. And although that makes him look like a cold, harsh person, he is able to care for people, but just doesn’t show it that often. This is How I Got Here After college, Jerry immediately got offered a job at Teen Records©. One of his good mates worked there, in a rather high position. But that doesn’t mean he didn’t have to work real hard to be in the position he’s in today. He started off as a sort of secretary for his good friend, but started working his way up the ladder quite quickly. The directors at Teen Records© soon noticed Jerry was doing his work in a very eficient way and they offered him to be their personal secretary. Which meant he had to do more serious paper work and had to attend staff meetings to make a report about them.
A few months after that, they offered him to take the place of one of the elderly directors, who was planning on leaving for his pension. Ofcourse, Jerry accepted the offer. A few weeks after he got the position as a director, he came up with the idea of starting up a band name “C’mon Get Involved!”. Teen Records© organised a whole contest around the country to find the right teens for this new project. Thousands and thousands of boys and girls sent in their applications, but only eight got selected.
It is now Jerry’s job to guide the eight teenagers through the whole process of starting up a new, young band. He will not be staying with them in the mansion, but will visit them on a daily basis to discuss and organise certain things. I Think I Forgot My pager. Which could turn out to be quite disastrous. The One Who Pulls The Strings Your Personal PrincessQuote:  L E A D S I N G E R My Parents Called Me Skye Pauline Johnson But You Can Call Me Skye, peachy I've Got This Many Candles seventeen I Act Like This Skye is usually a very outgoing, sensitive girl. She tends to open up to people way too fast, which causes her to be quite vulnerable. Her bubbly behaviour can sometimes get a little out of hand and some people may find that a bit annoying. When hurt, Skye can be very harsh and say things she doesn’t necessarily mean. Although she doesn’t really seem the type for it, she actually likes to use sarcasm. This is How I Got Here Skye is the youngest of four, born in Orange County, California. Her three older sisters were out of the house rather quickly after she was born, which made her parents treat her like a little princess. Some people would call her a spoiled brat, but she really isn’t. Her parents allow her to do quite a lot, but she doesn’t just get everything she asks for.
Even when she was still young and could barely form proper sentences, she was already singing along with almost every song she heard. The lyrics weren’t always correct, ofcourse, but even the most dumb imbecile could hear she had a voice as sweet as honey.
When in highschool, she decided to audition for the school choire. Skye got accepted and her voice was soon evolving and getting stronger. Her best friend forced her into signing up for Teen Records©’s contest. She recorded a tape of her singing a few songs and sent it in. A few weeks later she got the acceptance letter. Skye was absolutely surprised, but didn’t hesitate one minute to pack her bags and get ready to go. The One Who Pulls The Strings Your Personal PrincessQuote:  L E A D G U I T A R I S T My Parents Called Me Alexandria Blu Lecroff But You Can Call Me Alex, Al, Blu I've Got This Many Candles eighteen I Act Like This Being with a little sister, I'm very protective of the people I like around me and most would know about the time I punched a guy out because he messed with Benny. It was pretty funny, actually. The dude ran home to his mommy. Also I'm loyal to the people who respect and are friends to me, but if you get on my bad side don't expect to get off it, it will take a while for me to get over things. This is How I Got Here I'm not the normal girl on the block, when I was younger my dad left to rock all over the world with his band leaving my drummer mom and me to fend for ourselves. We got along fine and all with me and her doing weddings when I turned 10. I've been playing all my life (or at least since I could hold a guitar). Then I moved on and started a small band when my mom decided to find a guy that she could try and settle down with again. It happened a few months later, his name is Larry and he's cool. They had a baby, my new sister, her name is Haley. We all lived together and it was cool, I ended up handing my sister a bass when she could hold it and now she and I play all the time.
I moved out last year and now live with my best friend in the whole world, Benny, he's gay, so no worries about living with a guy. He is awesome and I would probally marry him if he wasn't gay and was the closest thing to a brother I've ever had. He tells me what things suck about my playing and is always honest, which I can't get anywhere else because my mom always tells me I sound like an angel. . . Chea right.
My life is pretty good but I want to make it to the big time and the way to do it is to focus and rock out with some other awesome people. I'm hoping to eventually make it to New York and play at the worlds concert. But who knows what will happen. I Think I Forgot I think I forgot my knee high socks, suspenders and low top converse. I'm going to need to get more. The One Who Pulls The Strings ZolisQuote:  F I R S T B A C K I N G V O C A L My Parents Called Me Devan Elizabeth Tyler But You Can Call Me Dev, Elizabeth, Liz, Ty, Little Missy I've Got This Many Candles n i n e t e e n I Act Like This Devan is a bold, confident, daring girl. She doesn't fear anyone and doesn't fall away if a challenge comes before her. But just because she's fierce, doesn't mean she isn't friendly, infact, Dev is one of the most fun person someone could meet. Loud, funny, a complete prankster, she loves to hang with her besties and just have a good time. A bit of a smart-allic at times, Ty can have a bit of a bratty side to her, but only if she doesn't take you seriously. She won't get mad easily, but on the rare occasion she is P.O.'d, you better watch out. This is How I Got Here The love child of the famous singer Steve Tyler, Devan was raised out of the spot light, a secret kept hidden. Her mother raised her in Britain, away from the eyes of American paparazzi. Her father visited for her birthday every year, but her birthday only, sending gifts for Christmas. Devan wasn't bothered by this though, just the fact that her father was so famous and didn't ignore her existence flattered her. Through school, from elementary school to highschool she hung onto singing, the one perfect gift her father had ever truly given her.
When Devan was fifteen, she moved to the Americas to live with her father, her face being plastered on the cover of every magazine from People to Us Weekly. The love child of Steve Tyler was big news, but the news quickly became old and everything calmed, but people still expected big things from Ty. Dev went back to school where she shined in the spot light, singing solos and taking center stage, but when she tried to make it big, she froze on stage. She may have been able to sing infront of her peers, but to sing infront of an audience of strangers was something new entirely. Liz retreated to back-up singer where she could continue to build her confidence.
Her father encouraged her to try out for the new up and coming band “C’mon Get Involved!”. Ty was phsyced about the whole thing, completely ready to be a rock star and show her father what she was made of. It came as no surprise to her when she received the letter from Teen Records© accepting her into the band. Dev immediately packed her bags and was out of the house, looking to make her mark in rock star history. I Think I Forgot My ex-boyfriend, but by choice, and my British accent. The One Who Pulls The Strings Takiama-chanxX-YoukaiHime-Xx  D R U M M E R My Parents Called Me Kody Mathew Daquierri But You Can Call Me Kody, Kode, Monster I've Got This Many Candles Eighteen I Act Like This Kody is very quiet. He doesn't get along with people easily.
Kody has an awkward personality, once he warms up to you he is a complete dork.
He is a prankster, but isn't good at jokes.Kody is usually for focused on his art and music in his spare time.
He plays the drums and bass guitar. He draws and writes his own music. This is How I Got Here His band used to play at the club he works at a lot, but then they disbanded because of troubles going on with the members. He trouble making friends, and he has never stayed in the same place for half of a year. His mum never was home so he had to fend for himself at a young age. His mother brought home a different guy or girl every night. Unfortunately his dad passed away 10 years ago from a terrible disease he had called Spinocerebellar Atrophy. It is very rare disease he was born with, and Kody am thankful that he didn't get born with it.
Though his youngest brother Rick and his younger twin brother Mike got it at birth.
At the age of 12 he ran away from home since he couldn't stand my mother. Three years ago my mother died in a car accident. He then was forced moved in with his only family member left. Uncle Ken, He beat Kody and everything. After that he ran away again.
Ever since then he has lived in an apartment with his note book and his bass guitar with little money. During High School, he was always labled the Dork, or The clown since he was so loud and sometimes funny. By the way that he act, no one could guess how bad his past is. And he readlly doesn't care about cracking jokes about himself, or his past. I Think I Forgot Kode is Claustrophobic and his weakness if hard to find out. The One Who Pulls The Strings xX-YoukaiHime-XxxX-YoukaiHime-Xx  S E C O N D B A C K I N G V O C A L My Parents Called Me Raen Blu LeMay But You Can Call Me Raen, Blu I've Got This Many Candles Seventeen I Act Like This Raen is very dark and shy at times.
She can mantain her emotions very well. But if someone gets her very angry she wont hold back and she very rarely backs away from yelling at someone if she is angry.
Though she is very nice to familiar people. This is How I Got Here Raen was grown up with her uncle who was a angry drunk who used to beat her.
He was finally caught by the police and she was moved in with a newlywed couple who adopted her. She wasn't happy with being adopted, but she liked that she was cared for.
She is still lving with them today, but her father is so distant now because her mother is now dying of a horrible disease. Raen does everything she can, she even has a job to help pay for her mothers treatments, but she always keeps some for herself so she can buy stuff she needs. Raen is always wondering around town when she is not helping out her family.
She is always bit depressed because of her situation.
Raen is always secretly singing, dancing, writting, or drawing to calm her down. I Think I Forgot Raen cannot swim and is am terrified of water.She is also allergic to highly beez. The One Who Pulls The Strings xX-YoukaiHime-Xx
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Posted: Thu Mar 27, 2008 9:25 am
.: Announcements :.∙ Takiama-chan will be offline for a little whileTuesday, the 8th of April∙ redesigned bedrooms & bathroomsSunday, the 30st of March∙ the roleplay startsThursday, the 27th of March
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Posted: Thu Mar 27, 2008 9:54 am
Everybody sing,
like it’s the last song you will ever sing! A black Jeep Wrangler Ultimate pulled up the driveway and headed towards the small parking space that was provided for the guests. Skye was sitting on the backseat of the car and her jaw dropped instantly when she saw the mansion she would be staying in for the next year. If not longer. "O my god.." were the words that came out of the young girl's mouth. Her dad nodded, but her mother was too shocked to give any response. As soon as the car came to a stop, Skye threw the door open and got out. She slid the sunglasses that had been resting on her head back to it's normal position and looked up at the beautiful building. "I can't believe I'm staying here!" she screamed. With a very pleased look on her face, she turned to her mother who had gotten out of the car aswell and embraced her. Her mother only patted her on the back, trying to hold her tears. "We'll miss you." she said. Skye nodded and smiled. "I'll miss you too."
Meanwhile, her father had gotten out all of her bags and had placed them right in front of Skye. “We’ll leave you to it then.” he said, while hugging his youngest daughter. With a tear in her eye she only nodded. Her parents got into the car again. Skye’s dad let the window down a bit. “Have fun, dear.” he said. ”I’m sure I will!” Skye replied. She looked at the Jeep as it drove off again. A slight sigh escaped her.
So there she stood. A young girl of seventeen, wearing a black skinny jeans, black pumps, a green urban top, stylish sunglasses and a black, large purse. Surrounded by big suitcases full of clothes.
With a lot of huffing and puffing Skye dragged her bags towards the front door. There she put them down for a few moments, to take her key out of her large purse. To do that, she slid the sunglasses back ontop of her head, so she could see more clearly. ”Aha! There you are.” She dug out the key and put it in the lock. A slight clicking sound could be heard and the door opened. Once again, Skye’s jaw dropped. This place was great. Without further hesitation, she picked up her bags again and entered. The door automatically closed behind her. The soft clap that this action produced startled her for a few seconds.
After standing about one minute in the large hallway, Skye decided it was probably best to install herself in her bedroom before exploring the place. So, she started her way up the stairs, dragging her heavy bags along. ”This is going to be a looong climb.” she whispered to herself. Tell me, tell me
do you feel the pressure now?
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s u ii c ii d a l n o t e Crew
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Posted: Sat Mar 29, 2008 12:36 pm
 W h e r e W o r d s F a i lDevan had only heard through rumors of how wonderful and beautiful the Teen Records© mansion was. She did not expect it to be as grand as her father's, but she was sure that it would still exceed her expectations. As the limo pulled up towards the house, Dev looked to both her father and mother and smiled. She was not necessarily happy about leaving them, but she was happy that they were finally together once again, as a family. Her mother had flown down from Britain to spend time with Liz before she would embark on this journey and her father did say quite a few times how much he truly missed her mother.
"Steve, are you sure she'll be alright?"
Her mother asked, her accent present even now.
"Yes, I'm quite sure, you shouldn't be so worrisome, Devan will do just fine, won't you Little Missy?"
"Yes, I'll be fine mum. I'll call you every day if that'll help you get over the fact that I'm finally growing up."
She spoke with a smile, always joking with her dear mother. Her mother simply nodded, tears whelling up in her eyes; how she hated to let her daughter go, she had watched her daughter leave to move to her father's nearly balling at the airport. The limo came to a stop and Dev turned her gaze towards the window, her jaw dropping ever slightly along with her mother's. She would be staying here? The mansion looked the size of a grand hotel, there was no way only eight people would be staying here. The driver opened the door and Devan stepped out into the sunlight. As the driver started unloading the bags, Dev said her last good byes to her parents. Her mother wrapped her arms around her and brought her close into a tight hug where Dev could hardly breath. When her mother finally released her from the bear of a hug, Her father gave her a small quick and a light pat on the head, messing up her hair in the process.
"We'll see you around kiddo, make us proud."
Ty smiled and nodded as her father helped her sobbing mother into the car then watched as the limo rolled down the driveway. She would miss them both dearly, but this would be the perfect chance for her to finally stand on her own two feet. She looked at the five bags of clothes she had brought along with her then then to the mansion. She could only imagine how many flights of stairs she would have to go up just to get to her room to unpack.
"Now this will be interesting..."M u s i c S p e a k s
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Posted: Sat Mar 29, 2008 3:55 pm
Turn my Life into Pieces. . .
Music blared in Alex's old ford truck, her sister sat in the trunk with her new dog and her bags watchnig the cars go by.
"Alexandria why do you have to go to this thing? You and Haley can start a band and go world wide" Gripped my mother as Alex sighed turning down the music, so she could talk to her.
"Because mom, this place has a mamager and a bunch of kids my age who are willing to put in the time. You can't expect Haley to quit school for something that isn't 100%" Alex explained as she turned her attentiong back to the road. Her guitar sat in the small back seat she had in the truck. It was her most prised possetion, Black and orange (her fav color) with red roses and vines that were hand painted on there. It was one of a kind and cost her 4 years of savings.
Alex humed to the music that came from her Radio, it favorite older band Beasty Boys. They rocked, and she wished she could have seen them but tickets were always so expensive.
As They pulled up to the house Alex gawked at her new home like it was some hot band member.
"This is fricken awsome man" She told her mom as she agreeded. Alex stopped the car and stepped out grabbing her sister out of the back and they her belongings.
"Well i guess this is it" Alex said as her mother smiled at her "I'll miss you mom" She said and gave her a big hug
"We'll miss you too dear. Rock out, play rough and never give in Baby Girl" She said and Alex smiled it was her motto that she had told her ever since she was a little girl.
Alex Gave her sis a quick hug then grabbed her guitar bag out of the back and her duffle and walked into the house as her family drove off.
This is my Last Resourt. . .
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Posted: Sat Mar 29, 2008 8:47 pm
W h e r e W o r d s F a i lDevan had eventually taken a seat on one of her larger bags of lungage and pulled out her phone, texting all her friends she had left behind. True, she missed them, but she was not at all sad about leaving them behind and coming her. This was a chance of a life time and she wouldn't let anyone get in her way of it. It was her dream. As she sat and texted away, she heard the roll of tires and the blasting of music nearing her. She looked up, expecting perhaps Josh had found her and wanted to make amends. When Ty looked up however, it was not him at all. She watched as a girl stepped out of a Ford truck, said her farewells to her mother and another younger girl, possibly a sister, then headed up towards the house. By the case she was carrying, Dev could tell that she was obviously the new lead guitarist.
'Hey, wait up!"
Dev finally shouted, quickly grabbing her luggage and started to drag them towards the mansion to try and catch up to the girl. Liz figured that that they would eventually meet, so what not sooner than later? Huffing and puffing, her eyes hidden behind her aviators, Devan smiled. She would have stuck out a hand to shake, but the luggage held her back from doing so.
"Hi, I'm Devan Tyler. Insane place, isn't it? Can't blieve they're havin' us stay here."
True, it was just small talk, but small talk could lead to conversation. Devan opened the door for them both, but not before putting down a few of her bags to do so ofcourse. After picking up her bags once again, she walked in and gaped at the entry hall. It was simply amazing. It was designed to be modern, and it was absolutely stunning, Ty could only imagine what the rest of the house could look like.
"The rooms must be amazing."
Dev thought aloud.M u s i c S p e a k s
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Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2008 4:30 am
Everybody sing,
like it’s the last song you will ever sing! It had taken about twenty minutes for Skye to get her bags up the stairs and in front of her room. Why didn’t I bring someone to carry these things for me? she thought, slightly sniggering. She was about to open the door when she saw the nametag that was attached to it. It read her name. Skye smiled. Seeing that this room was reserved for her, and her alone, made her feel special. Somehow, it already made her feel like a real rockstar. The young singer was convinced that the time she’d spend here, would be absolutely amazing! She dragged her bags in and was stunned by the look of the bedroom. It was stylish and modern, without losing its cozyness. Plus, it had enough storage room for clothes and such. Ideal for a woman in her teens!
Skye finished unpacking and stuffed the last one of her bags into the modern wooden chest that stood at the end of her bed. She took a deep breath and fell onto the bed backwards, her arms spread wide. ”Now thís I could get used to!” she said with a smile. She lay there for a few minutes, her eyes closed, enjoying the silence. Just when she started wondering when the others would arrive, she could hear some rumour downstairs. Skye immediately jumped up, fixed her clothes a bit and headed downstairs. Two girls were standing in the entry hall and were seemingly amazed – as was Skye, when she walked in here – by the beauty of it all. As she continued to walk down the stairs, she could hear one of the girls say: “The rooms must be amazing.” Skye smiled and now stood at the bottom of the stairs. She kept the silence for a while, but couldn’t help herself and said: ”They are!” Her eyes were drawn to the case one of the girls was carrying. She was probably one of the guitarist. Possibly the lead. After looking at the girls for a few moments, she realized she hadn’t introduced herself yet. ”Oh, by the way, I’m Skye Johnson.” she smiled, but made no efford sticking out her hand to shake, seeing the girls had theirs full with bags. In stead, she waved her hand in a silly, childish way and giggled a bit. Oh, how excited she was! Tell me, tell me
do you feel the pressure now?
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Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2008 3:31 pm
Turn my Life into Pieces. . . Setting my things down on the steps to take a breath, 'why do the stairs have to be so big?' she wondered and saw teh girl who was talking to her.
"Oh hello, Alexandria Lecroff" She said pushing her bag over to Skye "Nice to meet you." She said taking another breath. Glancing back at the rest of the stairs left to be climbed she sighed in frustation. She already missed my sister, she would be running all over by now getting into trouble.
"This place is huge, i'm going to get lost" Alex stated and looked over at Skye "So let me guess, Singer right?" she asked not seeing any guitar case or drum sticks. Pulling her guitar case up so it was leaning against her, she studied the girl figuring that she was the lead so would probally be carring the band on her shoulders. This is my Last Resourt. . .
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Posted: Mon Mar 31, 2008 12:06 am
Everybody sing,
like it’s the last song you will ever sing! One of the girls introduced herself as Alexandria Lecroff and stated it was nice to meet her. ”Likewise.” Skye smiled at her. ”Let me carry one of those for you.” she said, grabbing one of Alexandria’s largest bags. She would also offer the other one to carry one or maybe two of her bags, but only after she had introduced herself, ofcourse.
Skye grinned when Alexandria said she was going to get lost in the mansion. She nodded in agreement. ”We should demand a map!” she said, slightly laughing. It wasn’t really that funny, but it was just the nerves taking over. Skye wasn’t nervous about meeting new people, but she did feel kinda anxious when she thought about the way her life was taking a change at this very moment. Alexandria put a stop to her thoughts, asking if Skye was a singer. She smiled. ”Yes, I am.” she paused for a few minutes. ”Lead.” Skye made the sentence as short as possible, because she didn’t want to feel like she was bragging about the whole idea that she was going to be leadsinger of this band and would most probably be known by their future fans as ‘leader of the band’. She had noticed herself that people usually don't see a band as a band, but as a leader and his followers. Which she didn’t want to happen. After all, they were going to be a band, not a singer and her musicians. "I assume you're one of the guitarists?" she asked, nodding over to the case Alexandria was carrying. Tell me, tell me
do you feel the pressure now?
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Posted: Mon Mar 31, 2008 2:53 pm
Turn my Life into Pieces. . . Alex nodded as she noticed that Sky had taken one of her large bags "I can get that don't worry" She said then wondered why she had been so humble about her being the lead singer. Alexandria and her would be worknig closely because of their parts in the band, Skye seemed nice enought and she probally wouldn't have any issues working with her. It was better than some ingorant boy tellnig her what to do she hated that.
A map? That would probally be a good idea, she could make one on the computer she broght with all of her studio stuff on it. She laughed a little at the thought of the whole band sitting there maknig a map on the computer. "Oh" She said looking down ather beloved guitar "Yeah i'm the lead" She said and smiled "Well at least you not some stupid boy, I would have hated working with someone who told me exactly what to play" She told her and looked at the stairs "We'd better get going, We'll get to pick the best rooms!" Alex exclaimed. This is My Last Resourt. . .
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