Stay Tuned RP

A small band tried to make a name for themselves in the musical business. They were hit with harsh reality when they were turned down time and time and time again. Radio stations, recording studios, and everyone else they contacted turned them aside. Disheartened, the band broke up, many of the members leaving their dream of publicity and stardom for more "normal" jobs. Turns out, some of them weren't as dedicated to music as they once had thought, and at least one discovered they didn't even enjoy playing. 

Only one member of the original band is left, their passion for music driving them on. This member has decided to hold auditions in an attempt to find people of musical talent to form a new band, standards so high some of the originals wouldn't have passed. 

And with the upcoming town music festival, now seems like the perfect time to strike up a new gang.

Join the RP and see if your character has what it takes to become part of the band. And the adventure doesn't end there. Together, the newly formed band will choose a name for themselves and set out to make a name for themselves in the industry. From playing on the street to (hopefully) performing a concert for a mass crowd; friendly supporters and avid fans to unappreciative listeners and furious rivals; and more... Take a risk and join the band -

And don't forget to Stay Tuned!

Rules:

~ Some musical knowledge is suggested but not required

~ Please try to have 3+ sentences per post

~ While everyone makes mistakes [and so does auto], please use proper grammar and do your best with spelling

~ No swearing

~ Keep this PG

~ Romance is neither encouraged nor prohibited

~ If you have any questions, feel free to PM me and ask! 

Any characters rejected a position in the main band can start a rival band.

Characters

Original Member: Mason Wilkins >> Played by Raptor

Chance Robinson >> Played by Oswin

Chelsea Bobbin >> Played by Oswin

Auberon Simmons >> Played by Rainy Days Stable

Outlaw >> Played by Midnight Outlaw

Alynna Stonewall >> Played by Reeses Pieces

Chance R.
He walked down the street, a flyer in one hand and guitar case clutched firmly in his other. He paused to compare the address on the building beside him to the one on the flyer and then continued walking. He had never really seen the venue the auditions were being held at, but he would find his way there. He was a little nervous, but also excited at the idea of joining a proper band.

Chelsea B.
Chelsea ran a hand through her hair and shifted on her feet. She had nothing with her, for she was auditioning for a singer position. She had been in a few talent shows and musicals, so she was pretty sure she would get in. Chelsea didn't know the kid who was starting the band, but she wanted an opportunity to get herself out there and heard. What better way to do that then join a band? Chelsea was one of the first in line, not one to be late.

Outlaw 
She slowly headed down a dark back alley, banjo case in one hand and guitar case in the other. Her service dog padded beside her at heel, despite the chain leash being completely loose and threaded through her belt loop. She was assuming there would be drums at the building. Hopefully anyways. She knew exactly where to go, and emerged out of the alley right next to the building the auditions would be held in and stepping into line, behind the only other person there so far. 

Lynn

Lynn parked her car near the building the auditions were at. She was hauling a small trailer carrying her drum set. There would probably be drums there anyway, but she was not taking any chances. That was her main instrument. She quickly got off and started walking towards the music hall, clutching her drumsticks, guitar case, and lyric book just in case it was needed. This was her opportunity to get back into the band scene

Mason
 Mason peeked out at the small crowd, clipboard in hand as he scanned the group of people, making a mental note about a few of them. Dyed hair. Probably likes Green Day. This could be promising. His eyes came to rest on another girl, and he had to do a double-take as he realized who it was. It's that-... It's that cowgirl chick. Outlaw. And is that..? He tried and failed to stifle a laugh as he ducked back behind the stage, despite the fact that no one was close enough to hear him. "A banjo case? Oh my-...," More ill-disguised laughter, "...Oh my god. This is gonna be great in the worst way possible. I really am a genius."

Last edited on 2018-08-13 at 15:09:41 by Raptor

Outlaw 
She waited for the line to move. She glanced down at her service dog, who painted back up at her. She’d recently decided to certify soms of her dogs after her PTSD had gotten worse. Much worse. 

Chance R.
He saw a line forming outside a building and checked the flyer against the address. He had found the right place. And it looked like he wasn't running too late, either! He stepped into the line just as a group arrived and mentally breathed a sigh of relief that he hadn't gotten stuck after them. 

Chelsea B.
She ran a hand through her hair as the door opened and watched the kid who came out. He was the one running auditions? Or maybe he was just the manager of the band. She was about to ask when the auditions would start - she had been waiting here and she was a little restless at this point - when he ducked back inside. Chelsea sighed and started thinking about what song she wanted to audition with for the millionth time that hour.

Auberon 
Auberon parked his car not too far away from the building. He had no clue why he was trying out for this- he assumed he had better things to do than music. But he had been convinced to do so and now here he was- with nothing. He could play guitar and drums, sing somewhat well, but after his most recent resamay of running about killing who-knows-what, instruments or even practice had not been on his mind.
The brownish-reddhead adult sighed and put his feet up on the dashboard, staring at the line. He should be getting up there, but he had no motivation. Or energy.

Lynn
Lynn swung her weight from one foot to another as she waited in line, sort of growing restless as the time ticked by. Some guy had come out of the building a little bit ago but he quickly went back in, not saying anything to the people waiting in line. To pass the time, she surveyed the crowd that had gathered around the building. It was an array of all kinds of personalities and shades of dyed hair. She combed her fingers through her own blue strands, then sighed, wondering when the doors were finally going to open up

Mason
 Mase finally stepped back out of the building, climbing up the few steps that led to the top of the ramshackle stage. He walked over to a microphone stand, tapping the mic several times before grabbing it and beginning his introduction.
 "Hello, everyone, and welcome to my auditions. Before we start, I'd like to thank the people in charge of this venue, which I definitely paid my fees for in full. I'd also like to thank a couple of other people who's names you do not need to know. Alright, uh, that's enough formalities, whoever's first in line can go," he stated, putting the microphone back on its stand and stepping to the back of the stage, where he stood in a shadowed corner, his clipboard and pencil at the ready.

Chelsea
The lady in front of her climbed the steps onto the stage, her recorder case in tow. I really need to pick a song! Chelsea thought as the woman took her recorder out and began nervously auditioning.

Outlaw 
She watched, mentally going through songs in her head. At least she was the last one in line. She glanced at the dog, who panted up at her. 

Mason
 He cut the lady off almost as soon as she started playing. "Alright, that's enough. This isn't music class, it's auditions for what's gonna be the best band there is. Next!" His eyes raked the crowd with critical glee, daring them to step up to his stage despite the near certainty of getting rejected.

Outlaw 
She waited for her turn calmly, not at all phased. She ran through the list of songs. Classic guitar, she’d play Tuscaloosa. Electric guitar, Gold originally by Jaws, drums, Everybody Hates Me originally by the Chainsmokers. 

Chelsea
She watched as the lady scurried off the stage, eyes filling with tears. Chelsea stepped confidently onto the stage. "Hi, I'm Chelsea Bobbin! I'm auditioning to be a vocalist." She flashed him her most winning style before jumping into Cheerleader by Omi.

Chance
His grip tightened on his guitar case. This was probably a bad idea. He hadn't thought the first girl had sounded too bad. How was he going to make it through this? Chance had thought the auditions would be more private.