I would like to name the band the name of the thread, cuz in the last one a great player *PosonLacedLips* Left
Here's the story. Basically, me and my mates have made a band. Yeah, I guess your thinking "Oh wow, a band, bet your gonna do some crappy stuff like go on tours and stuff" Right? No. We havn't become famous yet. We don't even know the name of this band, so before you jump to conclutions, the only thing thats happening is how we face our crappy high school lives, no one knowing what we do, and stuff like that.

Above explains it basically. So, band Rp, as you can guess, and, that was Roxy's point of view. Nice, isn't she? So thier going through highschool, no one knows, bla bla bla, make the story up as we go along. Set a couple of weeks before christmas.

CHARACTER SHEET:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Personality:
Position: *I would like it very much if for once there was a male singer*
Bio: *This can be ignored*
Other:
Appearance: *Pics or Description, or both, no Anime please*
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Name: Roxy Parker
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Personality: She is fun and hyper alot of the time, but can also be mysterious. She is always playing arund with her friends and barely takes anything seriously, always making jokes and making sure no one worried. She is trustworthy and Friendly, if she likes you enough...
Position: Electric Guitar
Other: Has a brother in the band, can sing but prefers to do the backing, can also play piano but she hates it. Has these http://wirelessdigest.typepad.com/photo ... igures.jpg figurines *Don't ask*
Appearance:
Is described to have sandy layered hair that is "Fluffy" with a black fringe, and glass green eyes that are vacant alot of the time, or, atleast looks it, since they are clouded. Those are her main features, she is very petite also.


Ok, and If some One could be Roxy's brother,. that would be nice

so i just know I keep my spot

I will play Roxy's brother but ill have to make my profile later tonight if thats ok with you.

sorry bikerangel but that is my part

no problem.^^ plenty of other choices. Glad to know now though instead of after I made my skeleton.

ok
we got the bro
but Fly, could you not use eminem this time
and Angel
hmmm
*Thinks*
who would you like to be?

Is okay if I join?

Name: Tyler Kerry
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Personality: Tyler is a quiet guy. He usually only talks to his best friends, espcielly those in the band. But once he gets to know you, he is very lively and entertaining. A bit of joker among his buddies.
Position: Bass guitar
Other: He enjoys playing his bass and doinf back-up vocals. He's a bit shy on stage, so he doesn't do much talking or dancing while on stage.
Appearance:

niceeee
sweet! greenday top!

can i be the drummer?

sure
lol, love yr sig

lol thanks.

Name: Lizzie O’Riley
Age: 16
Gender: female
Personality: Lizzie has an exciting, highly volatile,
rather impulsive personality. She’s quick to make
decisions, though not always the right ones. She bold and
adventuresome, someone who will try anything once, someone who takes
chances and enjoys an adventure. People enjoy being in her company
because of the excitement she radiates.
Position: drummer
Other: Lizzie can draw also and loves to make random little drawings.
Appearance:

ok, we need bikerangel to post charrie sheet then we can start, can some one message them?

ty ty
time to staaaart!
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Roxy awoke with a yawn. She ruffled her light, pale fingers through her fluffy blonde hair with a black fringe. As she sat up, her bright green eyes, framed with long, thick black eyelashes that hid her eyelids, searched the room for something. She pushed the black, silk covered duvet from her body and swung her long, thiin legs off the bed., the pale skin exposed by dark purple silk shorts that came inbetween her thighs and knees, and a vest-top with lace to match covered her pale torso.

James was already down stairs eating his morning cereal, Fruity Pebbles of course. He was always the first one up seeing as if he wasn't his sister would be the first one in his room with the jokes. As he finished up his meal he called for his sister "Hey lets go Rox, you know I like to be early!".

Tyler awoke with a grumble, his alarm clock shrilling in his ear. He swung his arm out, slapping the snooze button. He tries to duck under the covers and get back to sleep, but his mother's voice shouted from the other side of the door to get up, as if she knew he was sleeping in. With groans of protest, Tyler flipped his covers off, rising from his lumpy mattress. His T-shirt he was wearing clung to him uncomfortably. Never a good feeling in the morning.

Jumping out of bed, he threw off the old shirt, grabbing a new one and putting it on. He grabbed a pair of jeans from off the floor, the pant jingling from the various chains and stuff adorning them. He then walked down the hall to his bathroom. He pulled out various styling products and got to work on his hair. This would keep him busy for 10 minutes or so.

Roxy frowned. "I'm already up you pooftard!" She shouted, then stretched and arose from the bed, the covers falling off around her. She yawned again and grabbed her black skinny jeans, knee-high pink and black neon socks, slipknot tee and a neon pink tutu thing, tthen grabbed a towel and walked out of the room, towards the bathroom. When she got in she locked the door, hanging the towel on the towel rack. She undressed and threw her clothes into the laundry basket, then grabbed various hair-shampoos/conditioners, and some shower cream and turned the shower on.

After about 25 minutes of showering, she stepped out and wrapped the towel around her body, then started to dry her hair first, then dryed her wet body. She slipped on her clothes, but her socks over her skinny jeans, then slipped on her shoes and the tutu over her slipknot top that came to her hips and over her jeans, then tyed her hair in a ponytail and walked out of the bathroom, joining her brother, but making a poptart. "We need to go shopping tomorrow" She stated, then grabbed the poptart that popped up from the toaster.

Tyler finsihed doing his hair and left the bathroom. He headed back to his room, gathering a few things he needed before going down stairs. Looking around, he spotted the first thing: his studded leather cuffs. He grabbed them from his table and clipped them on. He then took his rucksack from out of the closet, put his homework from lat night into it and closed it. He then grabbed his bass guitar case and headed downstairs.

Fern groaned, realizing her alarm had probably been going off for the last twenty minutes but too scared and too tired to roll over and see what the time actually read. The numbers on the buzzing red screan would not be a good way to start her day off, especially considering she had slept in for the last few days. Another tardy and she had detention, which wasn't unusual for her she guessed.

Deciding against checking the time in case it was worse than she thought, she stood up and dressed in her tight straight jeans and a plain white tanktop. Pulling on one of her many hats that littered her closet floor and tossed a pair of convers into her bag on her way towards the door along with a small notebook for songs and ideas and her harmonica. Sliding into her rollerblades and skating the way down the hall towards the front door of the apartment complex. She glided down the street, still half asleep as she headed towards the school.

She passed Roxy and James' house on the way, skidding to a stop. "Roooooxxxxxyyyyyyy! Jaaaammmmmmeeesssss! Are you ready?" She called loudly, not really caring what neighbors leaned their heads out their windows to glare.