ȘHĄĎĘ: A Band Roleplay (O/A Needs Members in Older Band)

[D3a7h_G0d]

Axel Biancina
No words required.

Axel quickly grabbed the case, tightening his fingers around the handle. "Its called Bass Guitar?" He pointed out, offended. "Valentine's the Main. Did you even try to read the names?" A stalker? Him? Well, she should have checked before, now shouldn't she? "Whats with the frown?" he asked, still slightly offended. "Am i hated from first sight?"

[CreamiieTarts]

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Once the man left Valentine cradled his guitar. He held the instrument close to him and leaned his head on its neck. The cold wood felt good against his flesh. Slowly his eyelid fluttered shut. He began to think. Maybe Bryn wasn't as bad as he led on to be. Hearing the older man return he looked up a slowly took the icepack from him muttering a thank you. As he set it against his face he flinched back then relaxed. The cold numbed his face. Watching Bryn proceed with his story he settled back in his chair and listened intently. He felt some empathy for the man, he knew were he was coming from, To an extent at least. Childishly he cradled his guitar and managed a smile when the man said that he was rambling. "I don't mind it." He murmured softly then looked down in thought. Slowly he let his azure gaze tril back to Bryn. "'Ow about life?" The boy mused in his hushed, heavily accented voice. Gently his bangs fell of his face carressing his pale cheeks and chin elegantly.

OhOhSee;; Block,


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[Einnor829]

Bryn
Aylwin
Good

I'm the lead guitarist here. I rock and I roll. I can play all night and day before I come back to the hang out and I spend my time doing...fun things. Wanna join me?

Life. For all the ideas Bryn had ever had, he had never writen about life. Bryn nodded a bit. "Alright. Life. Let's work with that."
He picked up his guitar and strumed a bit, playing a scale before he began playing a song.
After a moment, a few words popped into his head.

"You missed your bus,
Your late for work,
You head is pounding and your boss is a jerk.
You bought a new house,
But now your in the red,
Sometimes you wonder where your lie will head.
Your living alone,
Nothing seems right,
Your baby is teething and keeping you up all night.
You try your best to the silver lining,
But sometimes you feel like crying.
You failed a test and lost your job,
You friend needs your help and you want to sob,
Hey ain’t life just great?
And last night you found your three weeks late.
Sometimes life may knock you down,
But don’t worry I’ll be around.
You can always hold onto me,
It get’s better,
Wait and see.
It may not always seem alright,
But stay with me and hold on tight.
You can take it from me,
Life get’s better,
Wait and see."
(C)

Bryn stopped and looked up at Valintine with a sheepish slime. "Sorry, this is your song, isn't it?" he patted his guitar, chuckling sheepishly. He looked up at the boy, feeling a bit like a show off. He couldn't help but notice how wonderful the boy looked and sounded, but he shook that off.
The boy was much too young for him to be having those kinds of thoughts. Much too young. And there was Kaighn to think about as well.

.......J-just don't ask me why I'm called Sneak.

(Do I write songs for a living? No. Do I pretend I have talent? No. Do I like where this song is going? Little Bit.)

[Bunny Cannon]

Alana Richardson

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Look into my eyes,
You will see,
What you mean to me,
Search your heart,
Search your soul,
And when you find me there you'll search no more

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Alana smirked. "I did check the names. But a good stalker prepares ahead of time. Who knows? He could have taken you identity and stuffed you in a closet, just to get to the bands." When she heard the last of his question, she laughed, and patted his head. "No hon, you're actually pretty cute. But working as a Band Manager for over 7 years, you can't help but wonder about everyone." She said, right as the elevator chimed for the 3rd floor. "OK, since you've brought a guitar, I'll stick you with Val and Bryn. I don't care if they don't want company." She started leading Axel down the hall, to where the boys were. She opened the door without knocking, and popped her head inside. "Bryn, I've got the Bass Guitarist here. Raene isn't here to mentor him, so I need you to do it." She said, stuffing Axel inside. "Have fun!' She said, walking off again.

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[Einnor829]

Bryn
Aylwin
Good

I'm the lead guitarist here. I rock and I roll. I can play all night and day before I come back to the hang out and I spend my time doing...fun things. Wanna join me?

Bryn frowned. "That woman. I swear, if she wasn't my manager, I'd fire her." he shook his head. "Pull up a chair, kiddo. You already know Val here, and Alana told you my name, but I'll introduce myself anyway. I'm Bryn Good." he plucked a few strings once more.
"I can't help you though, kid, cause I don't play Bass Guitar. Really, I'm only here to help Val and right now we're trying to write song. So just relax, kay?" he looked up at the kid.
"By the by, what's your name?"

.......J-just don't ask me why I'm called Sneak.

[D3a7h_G0d]

Axel Biancina
No words required.

Axel sighed when he was shoved inside and locked in. he did as he was told, and pulled up a chair. "I'm Axel Biancina. nice to meet ya." he replied. he glanced at Valentine, who seemed unusually cheery, and than at Bryn. must have been a Bryn Virus. he knew some of hhis fanboys, by chance. "I can play acustic and electric guitar just fine too though." he explained. he hated being underestimated. It happaned a lot, because he was a minor character of the band.

[Einnor829]

Bryn
Aylwin
Good

I'm the lead guitarist here. I rock and I roll. I can play all night and day before I come back to the hang out and I spend my time doing...fun things. Wanna join me?

Bryn looked up at the boy. "No doubt, Axel. But really, I don't want to cut in on whatever Raene might teach you. She and I...differ, let's say."
he smiled at the boy. "But, if you have your Guitar here, pull your chair up and we can work a bit." He smiled brightly at the boy before turning back to Valintine, giving the blue eyed boy in front of him his full attention.

.......J-just don't ask me why I'm called Sneak.

[D3a7h_G0d]

Axel Biancina
No words required.

Axel rolle dhis eyes, and put away the chair. He headed over to a wall furthest form the two, sensing the aura, and sat down on the floor, leaning on the wall. His first impression of Perfect Disaster? No secrets. It was all too obvious that he wa sinterested in VALENTINE and didn't care for anything.
The boy sighed. He liked to tune instruments, and an idea came into hsi mind some time ago to combine a bass and a normal electric guitar. And it worked. A six string electric guitar was remodeled so that two strings could come off easily, and so that the tune on the other four would change accordingly. He had a friend who was into electronics.
The idea of playing to himself was quiet bright, but he was disturbed by the two men in the room. Well, one. Bryn. He was cool with Valentine, but....yeah. he wasn't comfortable with Brynn.
Axel sighed. he stood up and headed for the door. "I'm going to be outside. i need a smoke." he said, as he exited the room, taking his case with him, suspiciously. He headed for teh elevator. he was headed UP.

[CreamiieTarts]

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,Val nodded in agreement and sat straiten in his chair. He laid his fingers on the strings getting ready to play. He stopped instantly when Bryn began to play then sing. Valentine was transfixed, hanging onto every lyric and chord struck. He listened, entranced by the music until it ended. He felt as if he didn't want it to stop and when it did he felt a pang in his heart. Catching the man's sheepish smile he looked down and way to hide his own, a feeble attempt on his part. Feeling the man's eyes on him be looked back up with a bold look, he parted his lips slightly but stopped himself. For a long moment he gazed at the man as if trying to read him. Slowly his gaze trailed to the door as his acute hearing picked up footfalls; just then the pink haired woman broke through the door with Axel in tow. Valentine nodded to the bassist in greeting then turned back to Bryn. He could feel Axel’s gaze on him and side glanced at him for a moment. His dark blue eye shot him a quizzical look before looking away. Hearing Bryn’s offer toward the bassist he looked back to Axel wondering how he would react. He didn’t have a problem with Axel playing with them; maybe it would sound better with the low tones of the bass. When Bryn looked back at him he focused his gaze on his guitar pretending to tune it. The dark haired boy looked back up at Axel noticing his sudden attitude change. He seemed quite unfazed though and got the hint, Axel didn’t want to be around Bryn. Although maybe it was more than that. He looked up just in time to see Axel exit with his guitar, the faint sound of the elevator caressed his ear drums. Softly he began to hum a tune as he continued to supposedly tune his guitar. “Don’t mind ‘im… Axel likes ‘is privacy.” He murmured softly and didn’t look up as he spoke. “You know,” He continued then paused, a killer smile flitting across his face. “I’m not as young as I look… I’m eighteen.” He murmured softly, his tone slightly low and seductive. The boy’s killer smile flashing full force at Bryn. It was the type of smile that could make any living being stop and stare in awe. Slowly it blinked out of existence as he began to strum a few scales and hum trying to come up with something.


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[Einnor829]

Bryn
Aylwin
Good

I'm the lead guitarist here. I rock and I roll. I can play all night and day before I come back to the hang out and I spend my time doing...fun things. Wanna join me?

After the smile left, Bryn felt a deep need to take a cold shower. He stood and walked to his markered notes like he was thinking.
"Yeah, well, I'm not as old as I look. I'm 20." he lied, laughing. After a moment the fake smile he had faded and he was greatful his back was to Valintine.
THere were only two people who knew his age: Alana and Kaighn. Everyone else thought he was a 20 year old who streaked his hair silver.
He looked back at Valintine and smiled. Inworldly, he kept trying ot tell himself to stop, that this was stupid. That Valintine was a kid and he had Kaighn to think about.
Not that Valintine was flirting with him....right?
"Give or take a few years." he said, smirking.

.......J-just don't ask me why I'm called Sneak.

[D3a7h_G0d]

Axel Biancina
No words required.

Before entering the elevator Axel grabbed an acustic from a guy. "I'm borrowing this." than teh elevator door closed, and he headed for the highest level. It wasn't the roof. But after few minutes of wondering, he found a ladder to the roof. When he got there, he sighed, as he sat on the edge of the building, putting one leg on the other "Ahhhh...." He tested his voice. So no, that was not a moan. Too bad, eh?
Axel put the case behind him, and took out a smoke, lighting it and inhaling from it. he left it between his lips, as he put the barrowed acustic onto his lap, and played few random notes. He loved teh sound of it. He felt relaxed wjile playing acustic guitar. Finally, he started playing something in preticular. He quietly sang to himself. He wasn't bad at it. But he kept his voice down. Plus, no one would hear him so far up. "Today is gonna be the day, that they're gonna throw it back to you. By now you should've somehow realized what you gotta do...I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now..." he inhaled some of the smoked from his cigarette and continued. Precise reason why he was alone. "Backbeat the word is on the street, that the fire in your heart was out..."

[CreamiieTarts]

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The boy continued to strum then started to play something fast paced then slowed then brought it back up again. In his mind he was thinking, a story started to unfurl in his mind and pictures coming to life. He saw the cars collide; he could hear the screeching tires and the bang that fallowed after, smell of smoke burnt in his senses. It was all too real. The boy stopped and realized that he had been hyperventilating, his chest heaving in and out madly. Valentine checked his pulse, it was racing. Taking in a few ragged breathes he slowly calmed down. Slowly he lifted his gaze to see Bryn gazing over his notes as if in deep though. Val stifled a laugh when the man declared that he was 20. What did he take him for an idiot? Although he would play a long and pretend to believe the man, and when the time is right he would pull the rug from under him. At Bryn’s last comment he raised a fine brow slowly, his lips twitching slightly at the corners. “A few years?” He repeated with a smirk and set his guitar aside leaning it against the chair. He stood from the hair and cracked his fingers. “Am I really supposed to believe that?” He mused tilting his head slightly; gently his bangs fell to the other side of his face reviling the pure white medical bandage over his eye. His ivory skin practically blended in with it and his raven black bangs made it stick out even more so. Slowly the boy took a few elegant steps toward the board and stopped with his feet in a V. “But if it suits your fancy… I’ll play along… although I’m curious? Are you really afraid of getting old?” He said, the last part sounded more like a statement then a question.


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[Einnor829]

Bryn
Aylwin
Good

I'm the lead guitarist here. I rock and I roll. I can play all night and day before I come back to the hang out and I spend my time doing...fun things. Wanna join me?

Bryn sighed. "Alright, I'll level with ya. I'm older than 20, though everyone else besides Alana and Kaighn think I'm only 20 and I just streak my hair to look cool. I think it's cause I'm aging well." he said, running a hand through his hair. "I'm not gonna tell you how old I am, but maybe if we get to know each other better I'll tell ya."
Bryn turned to face Valintine. "As for whether or not I'm afraid to get older, no, I'm not. Because I'm already old. Now, had anyone asked me that a decade or so ago, I would have admitted to it, but by now I'm not afraid. You can fear something that's already come and gone." he played with the charm around his neck.
"But...the idea of being older than everyone I love isn't something I enjoy." Bryn said darkly. His eyes looked almost black as he glared at the board. "Back when I was on the street, I was always the youngest. I had to earn respect through skill and work. And I hated that I was younger than everyone else. I promised I wouldn't let that ever happen again. So, when I joined the band and saw everyone was still so young, I thought 'This is Great! Everyone will respect me because I'm the oldest.' It didn't occure to me that being oldest also ment that I would start to look oldest sooner. It also didn't occure to me that age doesn't always mean I get respected." He turned and walked to the window, opening it and takeing a breath. "None of that hit me until I hit 30 and realized I was in a bad full of Kids. The only person who came close to being my age was Kaighn, and he was only a 16 year old kid." he shook his head.
"Everyone is always spouting that 'Age is But a Number' crap, well try saying that when your pushing 40 and the person who you have talked yourself into believing your in love with is only 25!" he hit the wall next to the window. "And above all, now you have to teach your replacements how to take oer your life, well, sorry if I don't exactly find that to be fun and easy to accept!" he almost shouted. He closed his eyes and gripped the window pain. He couldn't talk anymore. He felt tired and older than he had ever felt before. A strand of silver hair fell into his face and he felt like crying for the first time in years.

.......J-just don't ask me why I'm called Sneak.

[Lil_Quantum_Fairy_xX]

~~Radia~~

The raven-haired girl entered the lobby area, regreting the fact she was late. But the place was hard to find according to the directions she was given. She sat herself down onto one of the lobby chairs, looked around to study the area just so she could get to know the place. Being her silent self she took out her journal and began to write down a few things she had been thinking about. It seemed to her that the drummer was always the silent one. In any band that is, and by coincidence she was silent as well. But she kind of hoped someone would come over to talk to her.

~~The Drummer~~