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This rp is going to be based off of a band that is going to be playing there last small time gig. Soon their lives are going to be changing more then they could have ever imagined. There isn't much detail besides a basic direction for where I want this to be, because I love character steered rps where you honestly don't know what is going to happen. For instance everyone could be happy but someone is homesick and finds ways to compensate for that be it alcohol, drugs, or sex. So that being Said I'll have some rules basing around some things that can be happening here.

Rules:
1. Language is allowed just not every other word.
2. Romance or sex is allowed as long as you don't go to detail. If you do fade it out or take it to pm.
3. Don't control another character without that person or my permission.
3. Make sure you add at the bottom of the CS that there is two threes.
4. You must at least post every two or three days.
5. If you can't post for whatever reason let me know.
6.Send all CS to me for approval
7. To verify you have actually read all the rules at the bottom of your cs put L3TS ROCK



Jobs:
Lead Singer: Swarley
Back up Vocals: (Do you just want to do back up and stay out of the spot light? This can be numerous people if needed.)
Lead Guitar: ME (Sorry Guys)
Rhythm Guitar: (Back me up man!)
Co-Rhythm Guitar: (If we need a triple guitar assault let it be)
Bass Guitar: MST3K 4ever
Drums: MissCapnCrunch
Keyboard: (add those ballads and high notes to really send music over the edge.)
Synth: tanderbolt
Violin: Gamerdude369
Manager: (You like getting as much money as possible so chances are we like you lol)
Drake just laughed as he continued to play. He loved to play in front of crowds like this. Nothing was expected if you saw two girls make out it was cool. If you saw two dudes that's always interesting. So far I've found people are more comfortable with anything at a concert. Something about everyone being plastered out of their mind negates any decision others make. Anyways Drake played his heart out and jumped around to prove it. He would get next to jack for the chorus parts and sing with him sometimes mess around play on top of the drum head. Drake didn't care about what others though of him. Drake saw a girl in the crowd looking at him and Drake was stunned aside from play for a split second looking at this beauty in the crowd. He soon snapped out of it to get back to the show. Maybe if she was around later he would chat with her a bit.
Drake made sure all the lights were off around the stage so it looked really dark before everyone came in through the doors. He looked at the rest of the band with a wink. "Alright everybody lets 'em wet and wild before slicks makes his appearance guys!" everyone laughs as they wait on Drakes opening part. Soon the doors open and a swarm of teens storm in. Some fans some not. He didn't care it was people. Drake Hit a few chords in the dark to get things going before kicking the lights on. He then goes into a finger tapping intro that lead the other instruments in. After that he hits the next bridge chords and goes to Jacks microphone. "Hello we are out of thin air and I'd like you meat my good buddy slick in the back! Get on out here you bloody prick!" he says laughing before returning to his part of the stage.
Drake strapped his guitar on and played a few chords for sound check. "Yeah it should be opening soon" he said as he looked to make sure the rest of the group was ready before the show.started. He waited as he finished his cigarette and put it out underneath his foot. He then just waited patiently for the owners of the venue to open up the doors. This was it if they nailed this venue chances were they were going to get noticed here. Most people who got out of this town came here and played. It was famous in the community and to record companies. This was the shot they needed. Now if they didn't make it would he care? Probably not. He had a great time hanging out with Jack and the rest of the people in town and helping run the guitar store with his dad. This was just a way to change everything up.
"Girl with boots that's specific." Drake said laughing. "Nah man I can handle the stage unless you absolutely are bored to tears find a girl tonight." he said as he set up Jack's mic stand and started to test to make sure it sounded right. He nodded when he found it sounded right. Then all that was really left for the band was to play. He sat at the edge of the stage to finish his smoke. "As for me getting a girl tonight.; I don't really know. I guess it could happen. She would obviously have to around after I'm finished tearing the set down and be willing go back to my shitty little apartment." He said laughing practically joking on the fumes in his lungs. "I swear the walls in that place are made out of balsa wood I yawned I swear I heard a crack."
Drake just laughs at the comments and starts to move some of the boxes. "Just move them over here to top of these tables and what doesn't fit just put it under them." he said as he started stocking and opening boxes. He soon got a sharpie and wrote the asking price on the boxes so the fans would know immediately. When he finished he took a couple out to drape over his amps for advertisement and a sweat rag. Drake paid for them so he could use them as a sweat rag if he wished. He then started to set up his light effects pedal he rigged up to the lights had put together. "So how many girls do you think your going to get tonight zz top?"
Drake was in the local venue behind the scenes tuning his favorite guitar Amber. She was his Dean Custom 380. He hand wired all of the Dimarzio pickups she had, and screwed in the strap locks. She had his blood and sweat in her. He pulled out a pack of cigarettes when he was finished and whipped out his zippo and lit up taking a long drag filling his lungs with the sweet poison before puffing it out in the innocent air. He made his way to the front of the stage to rig up his Orange amps and make sure his whole rig was set and ready. He had asked his manager to book this venue for months and they had finally gotten it after all the begging. He looked out into the open wooden floor that would hopefully be filled in a matter of 30 minutes. This was going to be one of the shows to remember. And hopefully sell enough of their homemade t-shirts to get some gas money to get back home. He felt a smirk grow on his face just looking at the surroundings getting himself overwhelmed with excitement.
He felt someone tap he shoulders and he spun around freaked out at first. Then he noticed it was jack and calmed down. "What up slick! I swear if we sold every shirt we had it still couldn't pay for that suit you love so much." he said laughing as he moved to finish setting the stage. They had a good bit of work to do plus this was their first gig here. He didn't want to disappoint any new fans at their show. Granted his appearance compared to Jacks was probably a small disappointment but oh well. Drake played guitar and he knew his skills would make up for it. When he finished the stage he turned to Jack. "Hey want to help me set up the merch booth?"
Drake was in the local venue behind the scenes tuning his favorite guitar Amber. She was his Dean Custom 380. He hand wired all of the Dimarzio pickups she had, and screwed in the strap locks. She had his blood and sweat in her. He pulled out a pack of cigarettes when he was finished and whipped out his zippo and lit up taking a long drag filling his lungs with the sweet poison before puffing it out in the innocent air. He made his way to the front of the stage to rig up his Orange amps and make sure his whole rig was set and ready. He had asked his manager to book this venue for months and they had finally gotten it after all the begging. He looked out into the open wooden floor that would hopefully be filled in a matter of 30 minutes. This was going to be one of the shows to remember. And hopefully sell enough of their homemade t-shirts to get some gas money to get back home. He felt a smirk grow on his face just looking at the surroundings getting himself overwhelmed with excitement.
Well we got three pages in guys I'm proud furthest any band rp I've made has gone. I think it's dead I don't want it to be but nobody is active enough
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