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Soooo, in this roleplay, we will act as band members and or relating to the members of the band. Duh.
I imagine it to be in London in the early seventies, such as when the Zeppelin was making peoples eardrums orgasm.

Rules
I hate rules as much as the next person, but I'm not picky.
- NO KEELING. Unless you accidentally overdose on drugs, but thats up to you.
- Keep it PG-13. We don't want to hear what you did to that groupie, even if it did involve a red snapper.
- Follow Gaias ToS.
- Its pretty much free-for-all after those three.

Rodney was a versatile musician. He could play the harmonica like he invented it, the bass guitar, guitar, and had a quiet talent with the tambourine. Other than his musical talents, he was an introverted person many people thought to be mysterious. His hair was shaggy and light golden brown in colour. He has a chiseled face, and two bright green eyes. He wasn't handsome, but he wasn't unattractive either. He was fairly tall, standing about six feet. He was solidly built, about 180 pounds, and had a fair bit of muscle tone.

Sitting atop his bass amp, Rodney, sometimes called Rod, plucked at the strings of his 1969 Fender Jazz bass. He wore a white t-shirt with Led Zeppelin emblazoned on it, and his brand new pair of jeans he had bought last week with the last of his gig money.

(xD anyone see resemblances to JPJ?)

(xD I like it. 'Finestrum', ahhaa nice. Soo, I guess we're waiting for Zoso to post with her character.)

Molly Kovar was a young woman of about 22 years old, fresh out of college and looking for a job. She had grown up in a strict household where education was of utmost importance and fun was a pleasant afterthought, and was able to get into and successfully graduate from William and Mary with a degree in music theory. Molly had grown up playing piano, and was quite good at it, but had never seriously considered pursuing a career as a musician; her parents had told her that most likely she wouldn't "make it big," not to be discouraging, but simply telling the truth. She had always wanted to play guitar, but never did, because she had that sort of "why bother" mentality.

Molly was a plain looking girl, with short brown hair and blunt bangs. She wore glasses most of the time, and was very tall. She was very intelligent, and rather a**l retentive sometimes, but usually that skill was a gift more than a curse, as it helped her stay on top of things.

xD

(Can I be the lead guitar player?)

Jim Randof was a bit of a stand offish guy, 25 years old and a great lead guitarist. He always had his favorite Lespaul with him on his back hidding partly by his long stright red hair. Always wore long sleeved shirts and sweaters like it was the dead of winter along with long blank pants. Some compaired his playing to the great Jimmy Page while other's dismissed him as a dreamer and a copycat.

"Rodney, don't bother the poor girl about gigs. Maybe we are just unlikeable at the moment you think?" He barly smiled at them then lit a ciggarette.

"Yea, just give it back. You've stolen all my others." He handed it over to Rodney then took a drag of his own ciggarette. "Why dont you move in with a groupie or something? They take care of people like us."