||[Jun. 27th, 2007|12:16 am]
the ramen kids rpg. (fueled by ramen)
|Main Tour Headliners include...
Fall Out Boy:
viiiictoriaThe Academy Is...:
Panic! at the Disco:
as well as...
Gym Class Heroes:
Cute is What We Aim For:
I would have typed everyone's names out,,,but it's late, and I'm tired, and I have to work tomorrow, Xp
HOW TO APPLY.
1. Fill this out!
2. Comment this entry with it.
3. I'll get back to you ASAP and let you know if you have the part. Cool? Cool. =]
Character's Name | Band:
Little bit of info on character: (Nothing long...just personality, random facts, ect.)
First Person Entry Sample: (Decent length.)
Third Person Sample: (Decent length.)
1. Be nice to everyone OOC! Because, you just should.
2. Keep it PG-13ish. A little over's fine. Nothing like X-rated.
3. Slash is fine, but don't expect every character to be slash.
4. Stay active!
5. Haaaaave fun!!!
hey I have soon that this hasn't been updated in a while.....is this site still running?
cuz i'd be interested to apply for Pete Wentz if its still up and running
OOC Name: Ally
Character's Name | Band: Michael Guy Chislett, The Academy Is...
Little bit of info on character: The newest member of the band, who came in when Tom Conrad was kicked out, Chislett is a little shy and rather slow witted at times. He's a veggie with a laidback outlook on life that loves nothing more than lazy days with his fellow band members.
First Person Entry Sample: I flopped onto the leather settee and closed my eyes. The heat made my shirtless back stick to the hot leather and I let out a slow breath. William and Mike were out, Sisky and Butcher were filming TAI...tv, and I was simply enjoying a brief moment of peace. As much as I loved the guys and touring, it was nice to get time to myself every now and again.
"Hey Chizzy, you in there!" I heard Gabe call from outside the tour bus.
I sighed, well the peace had been nice while it had lasted.
Third Person Sample: Michael ran across the grass, sandy hair flowing behind him slightly.
"William?!" He screamed out into the darkness, fear choking him slightly. The singer had been missing for the past eight hours, and everyone had begun to panic about an hour ago. William was known for going out on his own every now and again, but he always rang Mike. The guitarist had tried ringing William, but it had gone straight to voicemail. William was offically missing.
As Michael ran, he became aware of the fact he could see someone slumped by a clump of trees. The Australian ran faster, breath coming out in shallow gasps. It was William. The singer was lying in a bloodied heap, barely breathing.
Summouning all of his remaining strength, the guitarist picked William up and began running back towards the tour bus.
He only hoped he would get there in time.