The Band RP

Soul Eater Evans

Soul Eater Evans

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One day, a shy, unknown girl found herself at a point where she wanted to finally be noticed. So she gets the idea to create a band.


Rules:


1. NO GODMODDING


2. Be literate


3. Be creative


4. Use details 2-4 lines at least.


5. Have Fun!! :D
 
The final chord of the Street Corner Saints show rings out over the crowd in the small packed venue. As the chord and crash cymbals diminish applause slowly begins to dominate. Blake stands up from his drum set and tosses his sticks into the audience, then heads backstage. Backstage he finds a love seat to sit and enjoy the rest of the buzz from another great show. After a minute, the band's singer Vince shows up with a girl and sits down next to Blake and the girl sits on his lap while Vince lights a cigarette. Blake thinks to himself, "Great, Vince is always acting like a condescending asshole in front of female fans". After a minute the smoke begins to bother Blake.


"Hey bro, do you mind smoking somewhere else?" Blake ask.


"You don't like the smoke you can move." Vince replies


" Whatever man." Blake gets up to go get fresh air as Vince jumps up.


"Whatever man! You should be more grateful to be MY drummer!" Vince shouts.


Blake returns calmly, "You were just some piss ant when we found you. I don't need you. I think it's time you found a new drummer."


Blake walks outside. "Well I guess it's time to find a new band."
 
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Mari sat on the steps outside the venue as fans poured out. She pulled out her flask and took a swig, then looked around. She noticed the guys looking at her, not even hiding their looks of desire. She flipped her short hair an grinned.


Adjusting her black short-shorts so the hips rode low on her hips, she surveyed the rest of her outfit. The bright green crop top matched the stripes on the top of her thigh-high white socks, and her heeled black converse have her a small boost of height. She felt a hand on her back and turned, wondering who was brave enough to actually approach her.
 
Isabella was walking around the venue, posting filers on a building, she then sees a crowd of people and smiles. Not wanting to be noticed, she ran to the crowd quickly and threw the filers in the air. The filers said, "Looking for musicians to join band, if interested come to the following address at 3:30 pm." The address was the local park. She then ran to the park to wait for half an hour. She sat a park bench, her hair in pigtails, her bright Blue eyes filled with excitment, and the cheerful smile on her face.
 
Troy was walking around the streets smoking on what he liked to refer to as a "Death Stick" just as a bit of a dark joke but he wanted some source of inspiration, something that would spark his creativity until he saw one of the flier asking for people to form a band. "Probably just some stupid kid" Troy thought to himself but still if they had something to offer musical wise it might be worth taking a look into. Troy did a bit of a shrug then began walking to the park with a trail of smoke following behind him until he reached the park and sat down next to a girl. He pulled down his hood then rolled up his sleeves and put his "Death Stick" In between his fingers.
 
Isabella looks at the guy sitting next to her. "Uh... Hi... are you here for the band?" She asked, blushing a bit at the fact that someone actually came. Yeah she planned the whole thing, but she really didn't expect for someone to show up. She smiles to herself in her head.
 
Outside the venue Blake sees his friend Mari and rest his hand on her shoulder. "Hey there Mari, teasin' the boys again I see" he smiles lightly. "Thought you should know I'm ditchin' this scene. Vince thinks he's God's gift to the world." When suddenly a girl he doesn't recognize dashes past throwing flyers. He grabs one off the ground and reads it looks towards the girl who left them now leaving. "Hm, haven't seen her around the scene. Something interesting about her though." He looks towards Mari, "Think I'm gunna check this out. You should come along."
 
He jumped a bit at the girl suddenly talking to him then looking over at her and she definitely was'int what he was expecting but he was'int sure what he was expecting to begin with. There was a obvious diffrence in age he was a twenty two year old man smoking cigarettes who also had tattoos on his arms. As disappointed as he was he decided to stay optimistic. "Uhh Yeah I'am" he hesitatied a little but then stuck out his hand "Troy I'm Troy"
 
Isabella smiles as he shook his hand. "I'm Isabella, most call me Bell, Bella, or Bunny." She giggles a bit. All of a sudden, her cheerful and happy face became a very serious one. "What's your instrument?" She asked as she pulls out a notepad and wrote down his name.
 
Her tone of voice getting as serious as it was made him snicker a little bit. When she pulled out the note pad it surprised him a bit she was determined to do this or that's the feel he got from her. He took a puffed from his cigarette then exhaled blowing out a cloud of smoke.


"Digital music and technical shi-" he caught himself on it and stopped himself before he cursed out loud.


"What do you play Bella?" he asked a bit questioningly still debating on if this was a legit thing or not
 
Bella wrote it down before she looked up and smiled. "I play guitar, I've been playing since I was six years old. I also sing alittle. Anyway... how long have you been playing music for?" She asked, writing a few notes in her notepad.
 
He could'int help but to show on his face that he was somewhat impressed by her response.


"couple of years around 3 or 4, but i've done small gigs and been a technician for people that don't know how to set up amps" He quickly stated thinking it was a bit more impressive than her answer.


((Short post is short my bad))
 
She wrote it in her notepad and smiles. "Cool..." She giggles a bit. "Do you have a sample of your music with you?" She asked.


(It's Okay... it wasn't really short...)
 
He felt like making a witty comment at the girl but he could'int bring himself to do sure he was'int the nicest guy but he was'int ready to be a jerk to someone. He thought about it for a minute then pulled out his phone searching for a song to show her until he found one. It was a live performance but was still pretty good quality so he played it. The song was a series of heavy sound and other sorts then in the middle the song you can hear Troy curse then tells the crowd to put their hands up. after another minute the song ends.


"Don't know if it's what you'er looking for but I can always adjust" He said with a bit of a dull smile.
 
Blake walks up the pair speaking holding up the flyer. "I assume this is the place, that your the one lookn' for the band? Well I'd like to try out for drums if the spots open. Couldn't really bring the rig to the park on such short notice but I brought sticks. I'll wait for you two the finish. I suddenly find myself with time to kill." Sits down indian style, pulls out his sticks and starts practicing rudiments on one of his legs.
 
Holding a flyer in her hand, San Yeol walked into the park. It didn't take her long to figure out where she needed to be. A small girl sat on the same bench as a significantly older guy and yet another guy was seated across from them practicing his jam. Somehow she was starting to think this might've been a bad idea. People usually didn't really appreciate her music, or maybe her instruments. Either way she hesitated before being bumped into by a passerby. Looking up she shrugged and continued her walk towards the little spot.


"Yo" she said raising her hand in an improvised greeting before letting herself sit down on a patch of grass and resting back on its surface. She'd wait, easy enough.
 
Mari sits with her head leaning on Blake's arm. "I figured I'd show up. Not that I want to join or anything... There just weren't any guys around." Mari sticks her headphones on an soon is singing under her breath. She has a nice voice but is afraid to show it.
 
Bella looked at them and smiled. She then looked back at Troy. "Troy, you're music is awesome, I don't want you to change a bit. I want people in my band to have a different and unique sound." She then shook her had and laughed a bit. "I got really serious for a moment.. Anyway... So uh..." She turned to the guy that was drumming on his legs. "You wanna be in my band?" She asked a bit surprised. "But you're already in a band aren't you?"
 
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 new beats to the music only she heard.
 
San Yeol looked at the girl coming into the slowly forming 'group' that sat scattered across the field. Apparently that shy girl was the one who had initiated this all. Funny, she thought, for someone that quiet to start this. Still nice Looking up at her, she lay back, her head in her arms, waiting for someone to begin conversation.
 
Jason was walking around the streets with his hoodie covering up his ice blue eyes. He had musical interest but never pursued it. His father had always made him feel that he wasn't good enough. Jason reached inside of his pocket and took out his small phone and kept on walking. Finally he looked up and saw a group of people, so he walked over to them.
 
She listens to the girl's singing. "You have a nice voice..." She smiles. She then looks at the boy that was walking over. "Hi... are you interested in join my band?" She asked and smiled warmly.
 
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