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Ceclia Zan

"Without music life whould be a mistake, and if you mess with me or my music, I'll make you a mistake."

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a character in “Battle of the Bands: This Time It's Personal”, as played by PansylovestheBeatles

Description

Appearance: See avatar above
Name: Cecelia Zan
Nickname: Lia
Age: 17
Instrument: Bass guitar
Likes: music, revenge, playing music, being with her friends and proving someone wrong
Dislikes: heart breakers, people who are always right, people who hurt her friends, people who hate her music and Mondays
Theme Song: "Working Class Hero" by John Lennon
Anything Else?: Cecelia is very loyal, very easy going and very original.

So begins...

Ceclia Zan's Story

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Character Portrait: Adelaide Kansas Character Portrait: Grace Donovan Character Portrait: Xavier Frontmayer Character Portrait: Conner Harrison Character Portrait: Ceclia Zan
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ImageGrace Donovan isn't typically a big fan of cold showers, especially just after waking up, but the heat outside constitutes a change in pattern, and so she is given brief respite from the humid warmth. Of course, brief is, unfortunately, the key word in that sentence, and soon she is in her room once more, dried and dressed, restraining herself from simply spending the day in a bathtub filled with ice cubes. Summer may be the season of camping, fireflies, and freedom from school, but the heat seems to balance out the good and then some, leaving her to only be completely happy when distracted from the heat. But, at the moment, she'd rather think about the heat in order to distract herself from things like recent breakups and the fact that she will now be competing against her old bandmates. It's not them I have a problem with, anyway, she thinks, before dismissing the thought in favor of sending out a text to her new band members.

To: Adelaide, Cecilia, Conner
Avengers, Assemble! Who's up for band practice to distract from the heat? Meet at the smoothie bar, and we'll go from there.


She adds the last part because, at this moment, Grace is in desperate need of a cold refreshment of some sort, but is in short supply, as her house's refrigerator had chosen a rather inopportune time to freak out and break. She simply seems to be brimming with luck for this summer season. Anyway, the young woman knows that her group needs to start practicing now if they want to properly crush Devil's Lament at the battle of the bands, and snag that recording contract that has a reputation for catapulting young bands directly to the top of the charts. They haven't had the same length of time working together as Devil's Lament has, after all, but she's confident that the band can mesh together well enough to pull ahead.

It'll be a classic underdog story, right? Well, not entirely, but Grace is still crossing her fingers and working her ass of so that it'll have the ending of one. She hurries over to the keyboard in the corner of her room and snatches some sheet music that she's been working on off of it. It's mostly the lyrics, as she's been working on composing the actual sound of it, but she wants to show it to the others before wrapping it up. "Suzie, can you walk Sid while I'm gone?" she asks her younger sister, who is a freshman starting next school year, sticking her head into the younger girl's room. Suzie gives Grace a look of contempt from over the top of her book, A Brief History of Time, but Grace takes this as a yes. After all, she had given the girl the fan, no small sacrifice given that their air conditioner only ever pumps out lukewarm air.

"Wake up, mom. You have work in half an hour," she says, walking through the living room to find her mother on the couch, completely passed out and smelling like liquor. She has a cigarette in her hand that is dangerously close to falling onto the ground, so Grace wrinkles her nose and plucks it out of her hand, grinding it into the ash tray and shaking her mother, who begins to stir and show signs of being alive. "I'm up, I'm up, okay?" her mother grumbles, pushing herself off of the couch and slowly making her way to her bedroom. Reluctant to leave her mother to her own devices, but knowing that she should be at the Smoothie Bar before everyone else arrives, Grace sighs and leaves the house, grabbing the bicycle that leans against the bushes around the front door. She observes a yard that is in desperate need of a mowing, and flower beds that will require weeding and watering when she returns home. Grace forms a mental checklist to take care of all of this before seeing a stranger in a black car backing out of her driveway. She gives him a look to rival the one Suzie had given her before getting onto the bike and pedaling off.

Her clothing, if it matters, consists of dark denim shorts, and a loose black shirt. She's opting for the comfortable at the moment, as she more often than sometimes does. Grace parks her bike outside of the Smoothie Bar and goes inside. She orders a drink and takes a seat to wait for the others to arrive. While she waits, the young woman thinks of plans, music, etc- anything to distract her from the heat and from Xavier.

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Character Portrait: Adelaide Kansas Character Portrait: Grace Donovan Character Portrait: Conner Harrison Character Portrait: Ceclia Zan
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ImageGrace looks at Conner for a moment, somewhat surprised, because this is probably the most sincere sounding thing she has heard from him since having met and recruited him. She isn't really sure whether to be flattered that he likes the song, or worried that the smoothie is doing something to the normally sardonic drummer. When Ade chimes in, also praising the emotion, whilst mentioning the fact that audiences love to feed off of people's misery, she can't help but think of leeches. Well, leeches that suck away sadness, which doesn't really sound quite so foul, as long as one doesn't imagine them actually stuck to a person's skin while sucking the life source out of them. Of course, this train of thought leads her to dementors, from the Harry Potter universe, and she decides that she has had enough of allowing her mind to run away with the imagery of feeding off of misery.

"Yeah, that'd be great. I'll talk to some people I've performed for before, as well," she offers, avoiding mentioning the fact that she had played there with her old band, if only because this drummer doesn't seem to want to hear even the slightest of mentions of her old band. Still, they had been locally popular, and she shouldn't have too much trouble booking gigs in familiar places- she hopes. Then again, there is always the chance that they won't trust an entirely new band, even if it has a familiar vocalist. Grace wants to believe that practice will make those things go away with a simple audition, especially as these band members, from their individual playing, are just as good as her old bandmates are. As far as Conner's offer of his truck goes, Grace merely shrugs. She doesn't have a car herself, and appreciates the offer of course, but doesn't actually have any need for something to carry her instruments. Thus, her attention turns to Ade, who will have more of a say on the transportation of an instrument that she seems to regard as nearly her own child.

The reaction given by the red-haired guitarist is to be expected, because, as previously mentioned, that guitar is basically her baby, and Grace has very rarely seen her without it. "Well, there might be room for you to lay it across your lap and mine, and I'm sure Cecilia won't begrudge you a bit of hers as well, to make space for your guitar. She might even react similarly in regards to her bass, right?" Grace tells Adelaide, tone becoming slightly thoughtful towards the end. Yes, she isn't sure that any of them will be willing to throw their instruments in the back, despite Conner's offer to throw down some protection for the precious devices.

"Anyway, Cecilia still isn't here, so I'm wondering if perhaps she's ill? We can start some practice without her, if she doesn't get here soon enough," Grace doesn't want to wait for too long, especially as Cecilia is certainly lagging at the moment, and they need to get to practice as much as possible. Their time is incredibly short, after all, and she is working a shift starting in a few hours at the local Bowling Alley, so that limits today's practice even more.

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Conner Harrison




"I'll be damned if my guitar will be thrown into the back of a truck." Conner raised his hand to his face and gave the bridge of his nose a nice long rub trying to fight down the intense pain that flared before his eyes. "I think you just gave me a tumor from your pure stupidity and child.." He was about to say before looking at the both of them, "Right. Suppose that isn't so surprising."

Conner took another drink from his smoothie to cut himself off from talking anymore. He wasn't about to go into where Red could shove her guitar. It wasn't like he couldn't lug his equipment around... No, wait. He couldn't. How did they think he moved his drums when playing in garages and other small gigs? He couldn't pack it into a giant case like they could, but then again, Conner never considered players of stringed instruments to be very talented. If they were, they would play drums. Or piano instead of getting caught up by the mainstream push to play guitars.

Placing the drink down to once again rub his nose, he let out a slow breath. He was getting way too angry over such a small thing. Conner repeated the mantra of being the adult over and over again as they spoke to each other. "Ok. How are the other band members going to get across the city or to different parts of the state? We won't be playing in the same town, in the same place every month. Unless you got a vehicle large enough to fit three people and their instruments." He said not counting Red since she already wore out her welcome in sitting in his truck. Speaking about his beloved Bessie like that.

"Anyway, Cecilia still isn't here, so I'm wondering if perhaps she's ill? We can start some practice without her, if she doesn't get here soon enough,"

Conner gave a shrug, "Your the leader." He said simply, "So lead on." Taking another sip he was rewarded with the dreadful sound of air and liquid fighting for space, the dreaded 'slurping' sound of a new completed drink.

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Cecelia Zan woke up to a stifling heat wave in a muggy, distrusting sweat. God was it hot outside! She could see sun blaring from her windows, of course a small glance at her watch told her it was already very late in the day, Cecelia was known for sleeping in super late in the day, especially when it was unbearably hot like today, but the heat was so bad today and her dad must've turned the AC off when he left for work hours ago, so she needed to escape the heat somehow. And that's when she remembered practice. Shit! ,she thought, groping around for her iphone in her messy room. She finally found it, cracked screen and all and found about twenty new messages blaring out on it. She panicked opened each on and then decided to text Grace that she'd be pretty late because she over slept.

Hey Grace, so sorry but I overslept, again, I just got up but will be heading over there in a minute, you guys can go ahead and start without me k

After that she ran to the bathroom down the hall, took the coldest, fastest shower of her life, threw on some old but very lose clothes and ran outside to her little beetle bug, and drove throws there practice, cussing herself out the whole while. What was she thinking she had left her band, her champion band, to wait for her. She felt like a total fail and looked a bit like one too, seeing as she still wasn't fully awake. Cecelia did end up making okay time, but only okay and as she stepped out of her car, bass in hand, she was wondering if her band mates would be pissed at her like she would be at them if they had done something similar.

"I'm here," she said meekly.