Lilith laughed lightly and plugged in her guitar, begining to tune it. "We've got another big gig this Saturday. We're goin' against some new band called The Yellerz." She shrugged. "They apparently started when we did." The others kept tuning their instruments.
Name: Mr. Blake
Age: 17
Gender: male
Apperance: tall, skinny, tan, often wear's a suit when not playing, when playing wear's a hoodie and sunglasses
Band: Yellerz
Instrument: A backup for any Missing Members. Also doe's any Instrument that is needed for a special song.
History: A manger at birth in Californa, He moved to New york city with his Dad, who is also a manager. He want's to lead the Yellerz to the top of the charts. He never tell's the band members what his first name is.
Other: If their's a van, Can I drive? (-U-)
A person's heart is like a painting.
Because it's fragile, yet it bring's the greatest emotions to you.
*can everyone put what band their in beside the name so I know who goes where? I'll make Dominic's first post tomorrow. *
[Katharine]{Derks
She slumped out of her bed and made her way to the black drums. The rest of the band was around her, tuning their insteraments. Since Lilith got to shout into the microphone to wake them up, it should only be fair that the rest got to do something too right?
With a wicked smile, Katharine quietly picked up her drums sticks and then slammed them against the cymbols. Just as shee expected, everyone jumped and then turned around with shocked faces.
"Just tunin' my interament,"
Our happiness here is all vain glory,
This false world is but transitory,
The flesh is weak, the Fiend is slee
Timor mortis conturbat me.
--William Dunbar
"Morning handsome." She teased. He was so hot. But like she was going to tell him that! "Sleep well?"
Caden:
Caden frowned. He pulled the plugs on everyone's instruments. "Can we please not have loud rucus in the morning?!" he yelled. "Plus, we need to work!" Okay, so he was mad. But, he was a real grouch in the morning. Everyone knew this.
"Aw, what's the matter Caden? 'Fraid you'll wake up your wittle brother?" Lilith teased the grouch. Caden groaned and glared at her. She snickered and plugged the microphone back in. "Hey, >insert brother's name here<! Wake up!" She screamed annoyingly. A boy ran out of one of the bedrooms and slid down the stair railings.
">insert brother's name here<! That's dangerous!" Caden yelled angrily.
Dustin
The Yellerz~
"Sure did. How bout you?" Dustin smiled, taking a sip of morning beer.
Mr. Blake woke up feeling like he just got hit over the head with a baseball bat.
He was listening to the band's music all night...it made his head nearly explode .
He needed to edit them a bit so he can send one of the disk's to a radio station manager near here.
At least he won't have to work today.
Suddenly Dustin came in as Mr. Blake was drinking down some asprin.
" Come on down man, we need you and the trombone."
Dustin then closed the door.
Mr. Blake then putted on his hoodie and sunglasses and went downstairs...unaware of not having any pants on.
A person's heart is like a painting.
Because it's fragile, yet it bring's the greatest emotions to you.
"Do not try to be pretty. You weren't meant to be pretty; you were meant to burn down the earth and graffiti the sky. Don't let anyone ever simplify you to just 'pretty'" — Suzanne Rivard
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