"Yeah, you're right," Mari said, lounging on the ground. She pulled a beaten notebook out of her pocket and flipped her hair out if her eyes. She began drumming beats on her knee with her pen, mouthing words, measuring the beat before writing them down. She had a tendency to think of verses in...
Name: Dayna Robbins
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Appearance: stick thin, pale, bleach blonde hair, big blue eyes, medium height, old needle scars from drugs. Dresses decently, for a homeless girl.
Personality: submissive, quiet, reserved, strong sense of self preservation, scared to open up to...
Mari had been outside listening, attempting to muster te courage to enter. Sure, Blake had done a good job reassuring her, but she still felt insecure. Bella had a beautiful voice, and she knew others could sing, too, which meant the only unique thing she could bring was her rapping. Was that...
Mari was inspired by her friend's impromptu speech. "You're right. Why shouldn't I? I'll go, If they don't need a vocalist, I can always do publicity..." She found herself growing more and more excited. "Yeah! It's gonna be awesome!" She grinned. "Wanna give me a lift there?"
Mari rolled her eyes. The last thing she needed was more drama in her life, and here seemed to e the most screwed up, random group of people she had ever laid eyes on. Whatever else they were, though, she couldn't deny that te individuals were talented. She thought back to the various examples...
Carina snagged a drink and stretched out on the couch, observing the scene. It had been a while since she had been at a high school party, and it fascinated her. Cliques separated into corners, but intermingled at the edges. She sometimes wished she had a group she knew would always be there...
Name: Alanna Kieran
Nickname: Al, Lana, Lane; work: Lola Lush
Age: 22
Sexuality: Straight
Occupation (If they have one): Stripper at a club along the coastal strip
Personality: She is an incredible flirt, and obviously that helps at work. She is incredibly friendly and bubbly, to the...
Mari looked back at Blake and nodded. "I'm Mari... I sing, and write music, and..." She trailed off mumbling. After Blake poked her, she spoke up again. "Okay, okay, I sing, write, and rap." She looked around, waiting for someone to laugh.
Demera sat straight-backed in the cushy car, sipping from a tumbler of whiskey. She wasn't sure what was coming, but she figured she should enjoy her solitude before she had to deal with others.
Arriving at a house, she exited the car without waiting for the driver to open the door. She...
MAri looked at her phone and took a call, walking away from the group. She nodded to whatever the other person was saying, and looked somber. She walked back to the group, looking upset, but determined. Screw it, she thought. "I want in," she demanded of the girl who seemed to be in charge,
Mari, surprised, turned red. "Yeah, sure... Whatever..." She shoved her headphones in her pocket. She didn't belong in a band. She guessed that any of the others there would be better off than her.
Name: Maraya Link
Age: 23
Appearance: Tall, curvy. She wears bright colors mostly. Able to change her appearance at will so not definite.
Personality: Fun, treats life as a game. Competitive in doing so. Friendly to those who she deems not a threat.
Power: Manipulates reality, as in can...
Mari answered for her friend. "He finally decided to ditch those ungrateful idiots. He's much better off without them." She went back to listening to her music, her singing becoming louder as she couldn't hear herself. She stole Blake's drumsticks and started tapping them on her knee, creating...
Carina walked in, hoping the party would be good. She recognized lots of faces she hadn't seen in about a week, since she left for her last shoot. She was tanned from her time on the beach, and had just updated her wardrobe.<p><a...