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 Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 4:40 pm
~Story,  Music, we all love music. It's an important part of all our lives, whether it's to cheer us up to something to do when we're bored. Music surrounds us and is a part of us. It's one of Nature's gifts.
This group of teens has taken Music to a whole new level. You see, not only are they part of a band, called "The Musicians", but they have special powers. Their powers have anything and everything to do with their Music.
But when a rumor goes out that they have special gifts, the government is suddenly on their trail. Attacking the band every chance they get and failing at it. Until one day the band's drummer goes missing and it's up to them to track down the government and save their friend.
Will they succeed? Or will they lose their music, their fans, themselves and maybe even their lives?
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 5:00 pm
 ~Rules, 1. Keep it PG-13, please and thank you. Time-skip if you have too.
2. No short posts, I know sometimes you can't think of anything to write. But please try to at least make it 3-7 sentences.
3. Please, no text talk. It's just plan annoying.
4. No killing over character's without permission, though I'm sure that's not going to happen. Just still, ask before murder.
5. No God-Modding, seriously. Just plain annoying.
6. Send all profiles to me, please and thank you!
7. This goes along with Rule 2 I just felt like making another rule. Pretty posts, name of character, and at least a picture. You don't have to go all out but at least that much please.
8. No spamming, just as annoying at God-Modding.
9. Cursing, is allowed. Don't go over board, remember PG-13 people.
10. Use, () [] or {} to talk out of text. Please and thank you.
11. Last, but hopefully not least! Have fun!
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Peanut_Butter_Sandwhich Captain
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Peanut_Butter_Sandwhich Captain
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2011 2:59 pm
~Profile Skeleton, [align=center][color=black]Secretly, I really am [/color][color=choosecolor](username).[/color]
[color=black]But you can call me,[/color][color=choosecolor](name).[/color]
[color=black]I'm the bands,[/color][color=choosecolor] (singer, drummer, pianist, etc.).[/color]
[color=black]I was born, [/color][color=choosecolor](random date).[/color]
[color=black]Which makes me, [/color][color=choosecolor](age).[/color]
[color=black]I am, [/color][color=choosecolor](height).[/color]
[color=black]Obviously, I'm [[/color]color=choosecolor](gender).[/color]
[color=black]I am attracted to, [/color][color=choosecolor](boy or girl). [/color]Which makes me, [color=choosecolor](sexuality).[/color]
[color=black]Some special things about me are,[/color] [color=choosecolor](extra info, tattoos, piercings, etc.).[/color]
[color=black]But the most special thing about me is,[/color] [color=choosecolor](powers, don't go overboard keep it simple and related to music.).[/color]
[color=black]If you must know, here's my story,[/color] [color=choosecolor](bio).[/color]
[color=black]Things I like are,[/color][color=choosecolor](likes and whatnots).[/color]
[color=black]Things I hate are,[/color][color=choosecolor] (dislikes and what nots).[/color]
[color=black]My theme song is,[/color] [url=](song of choice)[/url]
[color=black]You'll find me on many CD's and posters, but here I am anyway,[/color] [img](picture)[/img].[/align] 
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2011 3:10 pm
~Accepted Profiles Secretly, I really am Peanut_Butter_Sandwhich.But you can call me, Marcus D. Samuel.I'm the bands, pianist.I was born, Friday September 9th 1993.Which makes me, eighteen.I am, 5' 7.Obviously, I'm boy.I am attracted to, boys and girls. Which makes me, bisexual.Some special things about me are, he has a tattoo of angel wings on his back. He can also play the guitar, drums, and he is a very talented singer.But the most special thing about me is, when he plays or sings he sort of becomes a physic, he hypnotizing people, seeing into their minds and causing then either pain or happiness and sometimes sees into the future whether he really gets sucked into his music or not.If you must know, here's my story, Marcus was always the quiet kid who kept his distance from people, that all changed when he turned eleven and his parents where murdered. He knew exactly who murdered them but he didn't say anything because his own life was threatened. After that things changed, he was sent to an orphanage where he barely even spoke and locked himself in his room all the time playing on his piano and writing songs. Then he on his thirteenth birthday he was playing on his piano and his hands started to glow and then the rest of his body glowed and a light shot out from in him and his dark hair turned into a snow white and his eyes turned from green to a pale gray. Suddenly he had powers, he learned how to control his powers pretty quickly and soon he met the rest of the band who was just like him.
Everything was great, things were going good but then their secret leaked out. And soon enough the government was after them for whatever reasons, he became very protective over his friend because they were the only family he had that didn't abandon him. But then their drummer was kidnapped and now they on a search for their friend but he is worried about will happened when they finally do find them.Things I like are, quietness, being alone, his band, music, drawing, chocolate milk, and candy.Things I hate are, loudness, crowded places, writing, vegetables, water, and anything not related to drawing, reading, or music.My theme song is, Time of Dying by Three Days GraceYou'll find me on many CD's and posters, but here I am anyway,  . Secretly, I really am awesomecacy. But you can call me,Natalie E. Spencer. I'm the bands,Guitar. I was born, April 2nd. Which makes me, 17. I am, 5’5”. Obviously, I'm Female. I am attracted to, boys. Which makes me, Straight. Some special things about me are, there’s a tattoo of music notes across her shoulder blades. She’s also really into writing lyrics, though she prefers not to show them to anyone. But the most special thing about me is, Control of volume of any type of sound, though music always works best. If you must know, here's my story, Natalie, or Spencer, as she insists on being called, lived a relatively normal life. She lived with her younger brother and her dad, since her mom split soon after her brother was born. They were poor, but they always seemed to manage to scrape by. Spencer was always the leader around the house, making sure things stayed intact and keeping her younger brother from trouble. She was the closest to a mother her little brother ever had, yet also one of his best friends. They could talk about anything. And Spenser protected him when he needed it.
That was until Spenser decided to pick up the guitar. That’s when she learned that she was different. That’s when she realized what she could do. That’s when she figured out that she was a threat to her brother with these abilities of hers. It broke her, realizing what could happen to her brother with her around. And it was only by pure luck that she met with others with the same kind of thing about them. They became close, like family. Though Natalie does miss her bortehr immensely from time to time, she can’t get up the strength to call him or anything. Things I like are, Music, my brother, lyrics with deep meaning, listening to people bicker, any kind of food with apples, and laying in the sun. Things I hate are, People who ignore any kind of meaning, being called Natalie, coffee, men with ponytails, being cooped up, and being forced into a conversation. My theme song is, Promise of a Lifetime - Kutless You'll find me on many CD's and posters, but here I am anyway,  . Secretly, I really am MinikoMaki.But you can call me,Selcia Evens.I'm the bands, Singer I was born, February 29, .Which makes me, 5, thought I am 23.I am, 6"3'.Obviously, I'm Boy.I am attracted to, Boys and girls Which makes me, I dunno Bisexual.Some special things about me are, Red tattoos around his eyes and a Tribal spiral spreading over his left side.But the most special thing about me is, Using his voice he is able to cause various effects, from fainting to possible death.If you must know, here's my story, Selcia was always taunted for his age, having been born on a leap year meant his age birthday was only once every four years, to make matters worse he was an albino. However when he first joined choir his life seemed the change at first it was just something he was good at and as time went he became better and better nailing a solo almost every time, it was at this time he deemed he wanted to sing for a living. When he graduated form High school he found himself a part time job and before long stumbled upon other like him, it was fun, singing making money and spending time hanging out.
It was bothersome when the government came, he found that he hated them to much but he spent his time simply keeping them safe being the oldest he felt he was responsible to have and escape plan for all times, while he knows it's not his fault the drummer was taken he still feels at fault thought he often doesn't show it, it easy to tell by how he acts.Things I like are,Singing. Energy drinks, Cooking, Mixed Martial Arts, tattoos, vodka, thunder storms, RainThings I hate are, Sunny days, Dancing, Teas, Camera flash, SleepingMy theme song is, Panic Attack- Dream TheaterYou'll find me on many CD's and posters, but here I am anyway,  . Secretly, I really am Eclipse of the Twilight. But you can call me, Noah Alexander Thomas . I'm the bands, Bass Guiatirst and on rare occasion cellist. I was born, October 31st. Which makes me, a frightening 22. I am, 5'10". Obviously, I'm Male. I am attracted to, boys. Which makes me, gay, gotta problem? Some special things about me are, there's a rather intricate spider web tattoo on the left side of his neck, that one can still see a slight scar on and quite a few notable scars on his body, the most notable being two lines on his back that run, one from each shoulder blade to just above the small of his back at an inward slant, a tribal flame tattoo on his right hip and a few other tattoo's, but youll have to ask nicely to see. But the most special thing about me is, he can mailpulate sound waves, from simply changing a note to the point of turning them into a weapons. If you must know, here's my story, My biological father was never in the picture, as for my mother she was an alcoholic and got what was coming to her when i was four and she died from alcohol posioning. I was in an orphanage until i was seven and taken in by a new foster parents, a seemingly nice single woman, i say seemingly because she became a child molester, and when things didn't go her way a child abuser. Luckily that wasnt my home for long, saddly the damage was done and thus my acute fear of women. From then on i was bounced from foster home to foster home, finding music, mainly guitar and cello to be an outlet.
At sixteen i left 'home' with nothing more than a guitar on my back and whatever i could fit in a backpack. I moved in with an older kid i knew from the orphanage and lived there... until i found the musicans, and for the first time i knew what it felt like to have a real place to call home. Things I like are, the cello and guitar, tuesdays, orange - both the color and the fruit, rain, sweets, animals, and a shot or two on occasion never hurt anyone right? Things I hate are, Thunder, being touched by most women, being alone, silence, insomnia . My theme song is, Have Faith In Me - A Day To Remeber You'll find me on many CD's and posters, but here I am anyway,  . 
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Peanut_Butter_Sandwhich Captain
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2011 5:13 pm
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2011 8:18 pm
Marcus D. Samuel  On this bed I lay, losing everything
I can see my life passing me by SilenceMarcus was up before everyone else was again. He slipped out of his bed and walked down the short hall of the hotel suite that they were all staying in. He walked to the small kitchen but instead of going for the coffee like a normal person would he went right to his stash of candy he had hidden in the back of the small cabinet. He pulled out a chocolate bar and then walked over to the couch sitting down he clicked the remote turning on the TV. Flipping through channels, he shivered slightly from the cold room since he wasn't wearing a shirt the cold attacked him mercilessly. He never wore a shirt to bed ever since the night of his parents murder at least. He reached back and his fingers traced the wings tattooed on his back, he'd had the tattoo since he was fourteen. Two white wings that where bleeding and broken. Just like him in many ways. Sighing he laid his head back and closed his eyes, enjoying the silence. Was it all too much or just not enough
Wake me up, I'm living a nightmare There was a girl I knew once, she told me I was blessed with a great gift. I laughed, because I think I was blessed with a curse...
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Peanut_Butter_Sandwhich Captain
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 10:56 am
 ◤ I am a superstar with a big big house and a big big car I am super star and I don't care who you are.◥ This is my world all ravaged and torn,With a taste of your lips, I'm on a rideStruck down by Sickness, Famine and War.You're toxic, I'm slipping underThis is my Hope, radiant and glowing,With a taste of a poison paradiseSaved by an angel, my spirit and his birth.I'm addicted to you, don't you know that you're toxic?◣ I am a superstar with a big big house and a big big car I am super star and I don't care who you are.◢ 【Selcia Evens】✘-Singing ✘-Protective ✘-Frustrated ☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆
ZydrateA yawn passed from Selcia's lips as he sat up the sheets falling down around him as his gaze slid over to the room before he ran a hand through his white hair the darkness of the room seemed far to oppressive for his liking and the dark circles that showed the rest was covered by the bright red paint from the tattoo ink. Sliding out of the bed he scratched at his hair before making his way out of room. He never wore a top most times only the odd bandages that he wrapped around his upper torso for no reason, and he often sleep in the skinny jeans that made others wonder how he even fit into them.
He stepped into the room to a glowing TV his eyes closing finding even that soft light far to bright and he then made his way into the kitchen and pulled out his Monster energy drink before letting himself fall next to his fellow band mate who also shared his pale hair only difference Selcia was born with his. "Morning." he stated softly before the crack of the can echoed out before he took a drink from the can. licking his lips to get a few stray drops that remained there as he held the can like one would a beer. his eyes closed to that they could slowly adjust to the overly bright light.
It was on his mind still the loss and it bothered him greatly it was just he was to tired to care but when he went to sleep he was plagued by nightmares. a frown formed mentally as he took another drink from the can his thoughts spinning through his head, perhaps he was becoming an insomniac.
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 11:19 am
Marcus D. Samuel On this bed I lay, losing everything
I can see my life passing me by SilenceThe silence was almost Heaven, the mornings where the perfect time. No body was awake yet and it was a great time be alone. Almost as perfect as the night. But then the silence was shattered when he heard someone getting up, of course Marcus didn't have to open his eyes to know who it was.
Opening his pale gray eyes, he looked over at Selica. The most talented singer he had ever known. Of course he would never admit it out loud but he wished that he had Selica's voice. But he wanted many things that he had never gotten. "Morning." he replied softly before taking another bite out of the chocolate bar that started to melt in his warm hand.
He hadn't thought about it in a while, he tried not to think about it. Their friend being kidnapped. It was something that he didn't want to have to deal with because he wished that it was something that never happened. It was all the greedy government's fault. They'd pay for it, he was sure of that. Was it all too much or just not enough
Wake me up, I'm living a nightmare There was a girl I knew once, she told me I was blessed with a great gift. I laughed, because I think I was blessed with a curse...
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 11:39 am
◤ I am a superstar with a big big house and a big big car I am super star and I don't care who you are.◥ This is my world all ravaged and torn,With a taste of your lips, I'm on a rideStruck down by Sickness, Famine and War.You're toxic, I'm slipping underThis is my Hope, radiant and glowing,With a taste of a poison paradiseSaved by an angel, my spirit and his birth.I'm addicted to you, don't you know that you're toxic?◣ I am a superstar with a big big house and a big big car I am super star and I don't care who you are.◢ 【Selcia Evens】✘-Singing ✘-Protective ✘-Frustrated ☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆
ZydrateA he sat there with his eyes closed Selcia simply let him mind drift and even as the caffeine and sugar form his drink began to course through his veins he simply began to drift off to sleep once more he needed sleep still and well often it wound up with him being more then a bit out of it. His hand moved as he finished of the can letting his eyes open the leering light from the TV was still far to bright but he could deal with it now. Standing he made his way to the fridge and pulled out another can before tossing the first and once more settling onto the couch, by his third can sleep would be but a remnant of hope in a distant time and he would be ready for the day, he didn't need coffee that was far to weak for him especial after all the years of drinking the energy drinks.
Besides the sound of the TV and the crack of his can there was little sound and well he understood why the other enjoyed it however he couldn't stop himself form Humming softly as he sat there, it was habit to always let music run through his head lyrics of nonsense syllables fall from his lips in a mock song, however it was those mock songs that kept him from ever losing his voice, it was used to being stressed so frequently that when it came to singing he let it rest before the concert and he was good. IT bothered his friends when he didn't talk or even hum letting the cords rest they needed ti too after all the stress he put on them it was the least he could do. "Hush, no ka na, na na sa." he breathed the words softly in a melody breaking them only with drinks from his can his eyes closing once more as he sang.
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 11:50 am
Marcus D. Samuel -Silence-Different-Musician The darkness closes in on me, I surround to it's sweet voice calling out to me, and let it take over me. On this bed I lay, losing everything
I can see my life passing me by SilenceWhen the candy bar had disappeared, Marcus got up and tossed the wrapper before going back to his stash of candy in the back of the cabinet. This time he took a sucker. Unwrapping it swiftly he threw the wrapper away as well before walking back and taking a seat next to Selica again. He leaned against the arm of the couch letting his eyes close.
The TV was nothing but a soft background noise for him while he enjoyed his moment of peace. A smile spread across his face when he heard Selica starting to hum and then his humming turned into words or even made up words. It didn't matter to him though, he enjoyed it whenever Selica sang. Whether it was a real song or just something random that didn't matter he enjoyed it. He had never heard such a beautiful voice before and then he found himself drifting off to sleep once more. He slumped against the side of the couch his hand dropping from the stick of the sucker that was still in his mouth and his body going limp as he collapsed back into his dreams. The first candy bar he had, failed in keeping him awake. Was it all too much or just not enough
Wake me up, I'm living a nightmare There's no where to hide, in the dark. There was a girl I knew once, she told me I was blessed with a great gift. I laughed, because I think I was blessed with a curse.
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 12:04 pm
◤ I am a superstar with a big big house and a big big car I am super star and I don't care who you are.◥ This is my world all ravaged and torn,With a taste of your lips, I'm on a rideStruck down by Sickness, Famine and War.You're toxic, I'm slipping underThis is my Hope, radiant and glowing,With a taste of a poison paradiseSaved by an angel, my spirit and his birth.I'm addicted to you, don't you know that you're toxic?◣ I am a superstar with a big big house and a big big car I am super star and I don't care who you are.◢ 【Selcia Evens】✘-Singing ✘-Protective ✘-Frustrated ☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆
Zydrate"Hush, Sa na, lou karanana Ha sa li kurananana" As he sang more syllables come in and others went the can in his hand forgotten as he made ti through the song when he stopped to finished the can before his gaze drifted to Marcus a soft smile gracing his lips as he stood got a plastic baggy and took the sugary globe form his mouth and placed it into the bag no reason for him to wake with it in his mouth or even possibly stuck in his hair. setting the bag on the side table he turned off the TV letting his own eyes close again as he once more began to sing thought this time there where words to the song. "Annie are you okay? will you tell us that your OK?" he sang letting his voice carry the tone of the song thought he still kept it relatively low no reason to wake anybody, it was odd but he enjoyed all types of song but found he enjoyed opera the most. his mind switched and the song altered blending with another as it strung from song to song making a jumbled mix of music.
As he sat there singing his own mind slowly faded as he drifted to sleep even with the energy drink flooding his system pushing it towards wakefulness the drain of not having slept well for two weeks was hitting him and even more so as he hated the fact he needed sleep. his voice dropped of as he sat there his head leaning back over the couch sleep finally claiming him fully, something he had almost worked out of his system.
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 12:07 pm
Luna N Warner  Luna was blind, she was born like it and its the only thing she never tells anyone because really its not right for luna to walk, talk and play like any other kids and think ' oh she not blind at all' but really she is. Luna can see sound waves it help luna on her day to day stuff, like if a teacher is putting stuff on the bored she can see what he is putting by the sound of the pen that he is making. yeah its was a great life but hard at times. Luna woke up and right away she was on her computer making her music. Her friends call her Dj N because luna can make so much sounds like a Dj on the computer or on the keybored anything really to make more awsome sounds she her band. Luna put her headphones on when she started feddling about the the sound and all the other sounds that she wanted to make sure that her band had the person sound back gound.
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 12:45 pm
Marcus D. Samuel -Silence-Different-Musician The darkness closes in on me, I surround to it's sweet voice calling out to me, and let it take over me. On this bed I lay, losing everything
I can see my life passing me by SilenceWhen Marcus woke up again everything about him was dark, for a second he was worried but his concern vanished as quickly as it came. Sitting up, he looked at the clock that hung over the TV. It had only been an hour or so since he fell back asleep. The first thing that had dawned on him was where his sucker was. Which he sound in a plastic baggy on the table next to him. He looked over Selcia who had fallen asleep beside him, he smiled and gently took the sucker out from the baggy and stuck it back in his mouth.
That was when he heard the soft clicking noise of a computer. Luna was up. Standing he walked down the hall and knocked on her door before opening it and sticking his hand in. He took the sucker out of his mouth so he could speak. "Morning." he said softly, rubbing his eyes when the light of the computer shined in his face. Was it all too much or just not enough
Wake me up, I'm living a nightmare There's no where to hide, in the dark. There was a girl I knew once, she told me I was blessed with a great gift. I laughed, because I think I was blessed with a curse.
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 1:12 pm
◤ I am a superstar with a big big house and a big big car I am super star and I don't care who you are.◥ This is my world all ravaged and torn,With a taste of your lips, I'm on a rideStruck down by Sickness, Famine and War.You're toxic, I'm slipping underThis is my Hope, radiant and glowing,With a taste of a poison paradiseSaved by an angel, my spirit and his birth.I'm addicted to you, don't you know that you're toxic?◣ I am a superstar with a big big house and a big big car I am super star and I don't care who you are.◢ 【Selcia Evens】✘-Singing ✘-Protective ✘-Frustrated ☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆
ZydrateWhen the other moved Selcia found his eyes open once more sleep no longer there as he state up and obtained his third can for the morning before poking his head into the room finding the computer light far to bright this time. Opening it he drank some before moving to his room so that he could gather clothes and take a shower to feel nice and clean and while they where distracted would be the perfect opportunity.
Entering the room the can was already drained of the green liquid before he gather a clean pair of pants a pair of briefs and well his bandages and the dress shirt he wore over it thought it was open and never closed only due to the buttons that it no longer had. aking his way into the bathroom he locked the door and turned on the water as he stripped far to easily from those skin tight pants and then when naked he stepped into the shower washed himself for head to tone his hair once more turning bright white with the thin film of dirt over it taken away and stepped out drying himself off. Dressing himself once more he stepped out his wrist now adored with his twin bracelets the dark dress shirt he wore open revealing his chest and stomach showing the tribal swirl off the bandages where wrapped tight not cutting off blood flow thought. The skinny jeans that now adorned him clung like a second skin and the three studded belts around his waist each claiming a different pants loops completed the ensemble, the only thing he was missing was the boots that he wore underneath them.
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 2:29 pm
Luna N Warner Luna smiled lightly when she was working on the back sounds but then a new sound wave came in and it was Marus and happly luna took off her head phones " good morning sleep head " she said with a giggle before standing up, she tapped the desk so she could see where she was going and Marcus was by the door so she went up to the door and hugged Marcus " im really in a good mood today, can you tell " she said with another giggle.
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