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 Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2012 10:37 pm
ɃȺȾȾԼɆ ＯＦ ＴＨＥ Ɓαиđš Two bands, one stage. Both bands want to book all the gigs they can at a popular club but there is only so many time slots they can get. One night, someone screwed the times up so both bands end up performing on the same night. This does not go well between them since one is an all girls group while the other is an all guys group. Which band will get the stage?
Both bands end up performing half the night each, each to their unsatisfaction. After that night, the band leaders decided that they didn't want that to happen ever again so they agreed to book completely different clubs. They thought they would never see each other again, but were they wrong. In some cruel or lucky turn of events, the two bands end up living together in the same house. They had been tricked by the owner so they ended up buying the same large house and are stuck with living with each other. What will happen when a band of girls live with a band of guys? Will sparks fly between them, or will all hell break loose? (This is from a different guild and someone else's idea and I really liked it but sadly, the rp died so I want to try reviving it on this forum!)
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2012 10:38 pm
ɌɄȽɆȘ 1. NO GODMODDING, PERIOD
2. PG-13+ so do not write out sex scenes; either time skip or take it to pms. The occassional perverted scene is okay, I even encourage it, but be tasteful about it.
3. No insta-romances. Take time, flirt, talk, be deep, dramatic, anything to get your characters to like each other. I hate the "love at first sight" BS so don't do it. Put some effort into it.
4. Be literate, and try to write a good lengthed reply. I can understand when someone has "writer's block" but please try to avoid one liners. It's hard to work with one line.
5. BE ACTIVE! At least reply every other day. Once a week if there is no other way. If you are going to be gone for a while, please message me
6. Make your posts pretty; I want a picture at least.
7. PM character profiles to me for approving.
8. ENJOY!
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2012 10:39 pm
Ɓαиđ ӍεmҌεrš
Boys:
Lead Singer/Leader - Taken by cHesHiRe_CaT_0013
Guitar - Taken by xxChibiChii
Bass - Taken by Yang Kaido
Drums - Taken by His Rinoa
Keyboard Taken by xX-Abyss-Rayne-Xx
Girls:
Lead Singer - Taken by His Rinoa
Guitar - Taken byiNishino Inferni
Keyboard - Pisica Laetusmua
Drums - Taken by scoundrel_may
Bass - Taken by II Cisara II
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2012 10:41 pm
ȾɆӍῬȽȺȾɆBoys Template: [align=center][color=darkblue][size=9]This is me[/size][/color]
[insert picture here]
[color=darkblue][size=9]The Name is[/size][/color] [Name goes here]
[color=darkblue][size=9]Been Alive for[/size][/color] [Age]
[color=darkblue][size=9]Obviously I'm a [/size] [/color][Gender]
[color=darkblue][size=9]I like[/size][/color] [Boys, Girls, Both?]
[color=darkblue][size=9]Play the[/size][/color] [Instrument/Role in band]
[color=darkblue][size=9]You can describe me as[/size] [/color][Personality in a few words][/align] Girls Template: [align=center][color=crimson][size=9]This is me[/size][/color]
[insert picture here]
[color=crimson][size=9]The Name is[/size][/color] [Name goes here]
[color=crimson][size=9]Been Alive for[/size][/color] [Age]
[color=crimson][size=9]Obviously I'm a [/size] [/color][Gender]
[color=crimson][size=9]I like[/size][/color] [Boys, Girls, Both?]
[color=crimson][size=9]Play the[/size][/color] [Instrument/Role in band]
[color=crimson][size=9]You can describe me as[/size] [/color][Personality in a few words] [/align] Accepted Profiles go Here
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2012 9:01 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2012 2:58 pm
Can I ask when we're starting o;
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2012 7:32 pm
His Rinoa Can I ask when we're starting o; We'll be starting when the boy and girl slots are filled, we need two more people to join
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 12:59 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 6:14 pm
okay we got another girl and guy just waiting for the signal.
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 6:46 pm
☢ ⓗ ⓐ ⓡ ⓤ ☢
leader ☢ singer
A black motorcycle flew so fast that it was but a streak of red lights. The rider weaved through the traffic, passing between cars recklessly. He continued until he suddenly veered to his left where he stopped at a club. Once the kickstand was done, he relaxed as he took off his helmet to reveal long purple hair. It was tied back in a pony tail while his outfit was equally as flamboyant as his hair. He was a rockstar in making. "Hm, I wonder where my wonderful band is?" he said to himself. ooc: LET'S GET THIS SHOW ON THE ROAD!
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 8:38 pm
When I'm strumming these strings...
...the rest of this world doesn't matter...
...I'm finally free...  ☆ ★Yang Kaido★ ☆ ★Bass Guitar★ The man drew attention to himself as he walked down the street, his hands buried within his pockets, the small clack of his dress shoes lost within the cries of the busy area. As if his red hair and fierce golden eyes weren't enough to make people turn their heads the large red case that was strapped over his shoulder did. He had adjusted his uniform now that school was out so that he could be more comfortable, summer was finally here, and he was to celebrate it with a show. His collar was flipped up the signature wing emblem that held meaning to only him was imprinted on this as it was with every shirt he owned as well as the small wing tattoo that he had over his heart. It was his favorite symbol as also evidenced by what was marked on his bass guitar that currently sat comfortably within the confines of the case he carried. His red tie was around his bare neck at this point, a few buttons unbuttoned revealing just a small portion of his chest. His summer style uniform displayed short sleeves as he slumped and moved towards the gig. He was most obviously Yang Kaido, Haru's bass player, and reformed delinquent. He really hated that reputation, however he had developed a reputation of not caring what others made his reputation out to be effectively putting himself into a paradox. People looked, and dodged him, girls giggle and pointed, other girls ran to clear his path. Whatever... he thought as he moved forward. Just as he drew near the club that would become their gig a black motorcycle roared past him and came to a dramatic halt, only one person could do that. Haru himself. Yang brought both hands up and spent the extra effort to straighten his hands and intentionally push them together in a strained looking clap as he sarcastically looked upon the leader of his band. Then, from who knows where, Yang reached back pulled a paper sign that he held at chest level portrait style with both hands with the number '10' written on it. His silent sense of monotone humor apparent in his unchanging face and yet varied action. He didn't speak much but his actions always took his words place even if his face never showed it. Freedom within the notes" OOC: Making him more of a comedy anime type character. I'm glad this is getting going
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 8:49 pm
☢ ⓗ ⓐ ⓡ ⓤ ☢
leader ☢ singer
Haru glanced around when he saw the bass, Yang, approaching. He grinned when Yang pulled out a scoring card that had a ten on it; it greatly pleased Haru. He did have a ego after all. Haru got off his bike and approached Yang then slung an arm around the other guy's shoulder once he was close enough. "How's it going, darling?" Haru asked blowing into his ear. Anyone who knew Haru would know that he was the type of person to flirt with just about anyone, regardless of their gender. He was a very friendly person who wanted to get along with everyone. However, he did this mostly to tease them. His bandmates were the ones who were mostly subject to his cruel teasing. One could say that Haru had a sadistic side.
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 9:03 pm
Yang Kaido
When I'm strumming these strings...
...the rest of this world doesn't matter...
...I'm finally free... ☆ ★Yang Kaido★ ☆ ★Bass Guitar★ Yang's faced remained as stoic as it usually was as the man slung his arm around him. His body dipped just a bit underneath the additional weight but Yang could easily hold up, or carry Haru. The carrying portion he had found out against his will after many drunken exploits of their vivacious leader. As always his facial expression remained thoroughly unchanged as Haru's lips drew closer to his face, however a visible shiver crawled up his spine as the man blew in his ear. Without the miss of a beat, Yang drew a loosely clenched fist to his mouth his thumb barely protruding into a small subtle gap left by his parted lips, his faced turned away in embarrassment and his cheeks a flushed red as if in some Boy's Love scene he was sure was common to Haru's exploits. Freedom within the notes"
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 9:59 pm
I had a way, then,
Losing it all on my own,
I had a heart then,
But the queen has been overthrown.  ★ ★ ★ Caleb Michael ★ ★ ★ ¤Keyboard¤ _______________________________________________ Come on take a step closer and I'll show you what my world is like. _______________________________________________ The streets seemed busy, which wasn't exactly the oddest thing, seeing as a band was playing at one of the local clubs that night. Of course it didn't make it any less irritating when you had to wait for traffic when there weren't any breaks to slip through. Caleb cursed to himself as he eyed the other lane, and tried to estimate the distance between the two cars. It was just enough room to slip through, but he wasn't sure he wanted to risk his car for it. The thing wasn't cheap, not in the slightest. However, he didn't exactly have the time, or the patience to remain where he was.
As soon as the light turned green, he shifted the gears, slammed down the gas pedal, and gunned it through the now wider opening between the two vehicles that had been in his way. Just as he turned the car back into the lane he needed to be in, he took notice to a black motorcycle blurring past him. He knew who that was. There wasn't any other person it could have been really, in his opinion. Once again shifting gears, he slammed the petal to the ground, picking up speed and gunning it through the traffic as though it was nothing. He didn't slow down once, at least, not until the club came into view and he swung into the lane he needed to be in in order to park there.
Without a second thought, or doubt that he could stop in time, he slid the car in behind the band leaders black racing bike effortlessly, shifting the gear to neutral, placing the emergency break in place, and shutting off the car all in one quick movement. Carefully he reached beneath the dashboard and popped the trunk, pulled his keys out of the ignition and slipped from the car with ease. Once out, he closed the door, and headed around back to grab his keyboard case and stand, then slammed the trunk shut, locking the vehicle by pressing the button on his key chain twice. Once Caleb had picked his things up, and slung the keyboard up onto his shoulder, holding the stand beneath the opposite arm, he headed over to where he could clearly see Haru teasing Yang...again.
"Oh don't encourage him Yang, he'll never stop if you do."
He said with a chuckle before stopping near the two. Lifting his key chain once more, he activated the alarm, and then put it away. He never really stood too close to the other members until he had to for performances, because he knew the leader liked to pick on them all. However, he figured it would be something to worry about if Haru didn't pick on them sometimes. Very worrying. _______________________________________________ The music I play is my life, and I wouldn't change it for the world. _______________________________________________ ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± And so I tell myself, that I'll be strong,
And Dreaming when they're gone,
Because they're calling, calling, calling,
Me home, calling, calling, calling, home.
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 11:48 pm
 
Placing her phone down she yawned, stretching her arms over her head as she looked over at her closet; all there was inside there had been they clothing she'd left out for her to change. Autumn slipped on her yellow shorts and a a brown sweat that hung loosely off her shoulders. "I'm really going to miss this house, but it's for a good cause, I sold it to buy our band house, it comes with a practice room. ." she laughed as she slipped on her socks and shoes, grabbing her phone and stuffed it into her bag.
Autumn walked over to her bags, dragging them all downstairs and out the door. Walking over to her red convertible, Autumn popped open her trunk and placed her bags inside it. Autumn honestly didn't know the reason to why she'd gotten such a great house so cheaply, and She'd inspected it, nothing out of place or broken. Looking at the picture of their soon to be house, Autumn smirked.
Closing her trunk Autumn got into her car, plugging in the key as her engine whirled. Reversing out of her previous home she'd stopped over at the man standing in front of her house and took the part of the money which had been her's. Autumn neared the club where her band was going to be playing and parked in in the front. Getting out of her car, the eighteen year old blonde locked her car, one of the two silver suitcases. Half of the money was enough for the house and the other half had been for herself, even if she really didn't need it, depending on who she was.
Autumn ran Summers Company, and various of her branch companies too. Autumn's car had turned into any normal car, except it'd been branded as a Ferrari. Autumn met up with the guy in an alley way, which was kind of strange but he'd given her 6 keys, one each for all of her friends and one spare. Autumn hummed a light tune as she walked back to the club, leaning against her car as she waited her for friends.
Autumn gave the occasional glance over to the guys in front of the club, chuckling slightly. Those guys had instruments and all, it couldn't of been that they though this was their gig? it was her band's gig and no one else's unless her friends couldn't make it and they'd missed the gig completely.  
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