Band RPG~!

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Basically, we are all in school. We decide to start a band.

Roles in band - names shall be edited as roles are taken.
Singer (main) - Ally
Singer (back-up/secondary, like a duo)Back up secondary - Ellie
Drums- Sawsage
Keyboard - Ellie
Guitar - Maeve, Linney

Yes, you can sing and play guitar. That is possible.

Also, if you would rather have a technical part Ex: Lighting,manager,etc.

Anyone can write the songs, this is not a set in stone role.

Form:
Name:
Looks:
Personality:
Other:
Band Part:

Name: Ally
Looks: Shoulder length brown hair, red streaks, usually died different colors on a monthly basis. Pale green eyes. Medium hieght.
Personality: Fun loving and goofy, but can turn serious or angry in a second. Somewhat of a short temper, and quiet at times. Over confident.
Other: ...
Band Part: Singer (Main)

"I'll be guitar, then," Linney decided. "Unless you want your ears internally ripped by tin whistle,"

Ellie shook her head vigoursly. "No, thank you!"

"Guitar it is, then," Linney grinned.

Ally looked over to the other girls that she heard joined the band too. Picking up her stuff she walked over, "Hi, you guys are joining the band too?"

Ellie smiled. "Yeah, I am. I played that tune on the piano."

"I most certainly am," Linney said lightheartedly, gesturing towards herself. "I'm a guitarist,"

Ally smiled, "Ah, I'm going to be singing."

"Fab!" Linney announced, rubbing her hands together. "So what's the band called?"

Ellie smiled. "I was kinda thinking "The Rock'n'Rollers..."

"Yeah," Linney said, leaning her arm on a table. "Good old rock'n'roll,"

"I know, right?" she let out a dazzling smile before going back to herself.

"Sorry, I believe you're Ellie?" I ran up to her.

"Uh-huh, I'm the on the piano," she grinned. "Not too good, though."

Name: Rick (Real Name: Patrick xD)
Looks: medium height with short blonde hair.
Personality: Uh-uh-uh
Other:
Band Part: Drums (backing vocals if absolutely neccessary)

Rick smiled as he spotted the poster. It was advertising a band. His hopes were quickly dashed when he realised the drums spot was taken. "Damnit!" he cursed, stamping his foot. There was only one poster left, and it had only been signed by girls. The drum position was open though. "Am I really gonna put myself through this?" he asked himself allowed. He decided that he was, and made his way to the lunchroom, where he figured they would be.

"Are you guys doing the band thing?" he asked a group of girls. This was so demeaning.

"Obviously," there was another smile from Ellie. "We have a drum space left," she laughed, and then turned back to her piano.

"Yeah, well, uh..." Rick put his hands behind his head, Dr Cox style, before continuing. "..I'd like to sign up."

"If you wanna," the music that Ellie was playing took a harsh turn, then went back to the innocent melody she had been playing originally.

"Well I do." Rick hesitated. "Don't I have to, I dunno, audition or something?"

"Heck no, we just started today!" there was another light laugh, and the music changed into some Beethoven.

"Whatever." Rick sighed, sitting down.

"What are you playing?" Ellie was trying to start a conversation, but she knew she'd fail.

"Meh." Rick said, "Rock, mostly. I had anger issues as a kid, so my parents got me to take up the drums at a very early age, which cured it, and now I'm quite good." Damn, Rick thought, bragging again.

"Whatever," Ellie suddenly started ignoring him.

"So," Ally set her notepad on the table, "Here is a basic layout of the stage. What we need to decide is who goes where, and do we have some sort of theme? We should set up the stage accordingly. Speaking or which, do we have a certain dress-code?" She paused for a moment, "Sorry for being bossy all of a sudden, I just want to get this done now while we are all here."

"I think it should be like, casual, but a t-shirt with a certain name on it or whatever." she paused, then grabbed a pencil.
"The drums should go here," she drew a drumkit onto some paper, "and the singer should go here, with the guitar here," she sketched again. "And I should go...here," she drew a piano right at the back of the stage.