OOC:
Awh, yay Shaste! <3 I hope your not sick of me yet, since we have two RP's together now! <3

YAY <3 PAGE TWO ! :D

BIC:

After many shouts and angry banging on her bedroom door from her little brother, Josh, Nikki finally turned down Relapse and stopped jumping around. Hopefully, her excitement didn't make her mother suspicious. The guilt was starting to creep in, but she decided to get her mind off of it by calling Jenna, and telling her everything, from the miserable dogwalking, to the crybaby whiners, to the guilt with her mother.

"So...You are going to the concert tomarrow then?!" She asked, excitedly. She didn't seemed to care that Nikki had to lie to her own mother. Well there's a true friend.

"Well...Yeah, I am going. But I feel like with my mom thinking I'm at your house, I won't have a good time..." Nikki said, and kept rambling on, letting her feelings be known. Finally, Jenna replied,

"Oh, silly! Who's going to be thinking about their mom, when their meeting their favorite band of all time? C'mon Nikki, you know your thoughts are going to be way different then your mothers suspiciousness when your watching Storm sing. You know it!" Excitedly, they changed the topic from feeling guilty to just a conversation of screaming with excitement.

"I'm thinking about wearing that one casual dress with the blue ribbon..." Jenna rambled on, but Nikki blocked her out as she stared at the ticket infront of her. It was just now settling in that she was really going to be there. At a concert, with Relapse - and more importantly -  Storm. She got backstage passes, like her two friends. Nikki wouldn't have had enough money for the back stage passes if she didn't find some extra money in her wallet, and little bit in Josh's room. Though, Josh would never find out.

Finally, after the conversation was closing to an end, they said their good bye's, and hung up.

OOC:
Should we time skip to the concert, or should she go to that cafe? :DDD!

((Yuppers, Shaste.  Hope you like playing females <3

I'd wait for Shaste before we skip, so she could post her ticket info and whatnots.  But in the meantime, you could visit the cafe and perhaps not recognize him.  Then she could have some moment of dumb realization later XD

I'd post, but I don't really have much to do.  I could make a mega- detailed post on how he drinks his latte, but that'd be boring.))

((... I'm not going to make a bio for Flare. xDD But here's my girl character. c:))

OOC:
Okayyy I guess the order will be Shaste, Kate, then me? Just making sure so there's no fast posting or whatever its called D:
And, LOL we can just wait for Shaste to post :D HAHA

((Accepted, Shaste.  Love the pic <3

I don't think we need an order, unless one person gets severely left behind.  Good idea that might come in handy later, though <3  But I must go to bed for now *Clock says 1:25 am* ~.~  So tired, bleh.)) 

OOC:
Shaste: Sorry I left randomly last night, also. My computer shut off while I was writing my reply to out arranged marriage rp, and I freaked out and didn't have to patience to go back on and rewrite D: hahaha.

And, I'll wait for Kate to post in a time skip, because I have nothing to put :D!

Storm grinned, tilting his head downward so that it wasn't seen.  He wished he could wish this girl 'Happy Birthday', but his voice was an easily recognizable one- smooth, medium- toned, soft, and almost 'whispy', if that made sense.  He rarely saw a fan this excited.  He'd have to put his game face on tomorrow to give the audience an experience they'd never forget, especially if they were feeling alike to the one he'd observed. 

But of course, with fans being around there was a better chance he'd have to sign a few autographs and take a few pictures, which he didn't mind in the least bit.  But sometimes he just wanted someone he could socialize with normally, other than his band mates.  Someone who could just get over the fact that he was 'The' Storm.  Maybe someday.

He hurriedly finished his latte, ready to get back to the stadium.  He could sit here and enjoy creamy- sweet drinks all evening and night, had it not been for the fact that the papparrazi would accost him in a minute if they even had a suspicion.  Yes, they often followed the band secretely, though it wasn't much of a secret with the way the same people ambushed them at every location.

He started off down the now barren sidewalks, moonlight sifting  down on him in an near dream- like way.  It had gotten late all too quick.  At least the stadium was but a short distance away, and his band mates all welcomed him back as he huddled inside, the December air having chilled him to the bone.

-Later-

It was about ten at night, and the band members had settled next to one another in the lounge backstage with the exception of Flare, who was probably off critiquing the manager on his light work.

"This place is kinda creepy, the way its so dark..."  Skunk smirked in an eerie way.  "I bet its haunted."

"No way."  Dodger replied in obvious disbelief.  "Besides, I happen to like the decor.  Its relaxing and cozy."

Storm was doing more listening, almost convinced the place was haunted.  So gullible.

"Fine then.  I dare you to spend the night in here.  With no lights."  White- striped hair redefined its self as the boy shook his head with a dark chuckle.

"Fine.  Storm will stay here with me as a witness that the place is defininetly not haunted."

"But-"  The singer attempted, trying not to be part of this.  He was ignored, and knew he'd have to stay here despite what he had to say, anyhow.  He was always dragged into these sorts of things.

"And I'll stay comfortably in the tour bus.  On the plush, non- posesed couch."  Oh no he didn't!  It was well known that Dodger always slept on the couch.  Skunk was just doing that so he'd back out, and the little stinker would be victorious as always.

"Fine then."  He waggled a finger, turning to Storm.  "Here, help me pull out the couch bed."  The couch pulled out into a springy, lumpy bed, but it was better than the floor.  Skunk, by this time, had retreated to the tour bus.  But not before setting the guidelines and flicking the lightswitch, enjoying the moment so much he nearly flicked it back up so he could shut it off again.

Storm and Dodger were sprawled next to eachother on the bed, both glaring at the high ceiling.  "Did you hear that?"  Storm had asked.  "Y-yeah.  Probably just the wind."

About ten minutes later, and a draft from the heating duct caught the pages in an open book, turning them back, and then forth.  The two boys glanced at eachother, eyes fear- strucken.  In an instant, they got up and made a dash for the bus.

-The Next Day- 

The band was busy setting for the concert, which would begin in a mere two hours.  People would soon be entering and claiming their seats, the ones closest the runway and front row sure to be the first taken.  The manager had just gone outside to collect tickets, and a rather large- built bouncer stood nearby incase of any trouble.

They'd run quite a few rehearsals, experimenting with positioning.  They'd improvise a majority of the extra movement and little fun stuff, but the important details were down.

And now, the band was busy doing costumes and make-up, Storm looking as flashy as ever.  His black jeans were stitched with elegant patterns, his black t- shirt overlapped by a long, white sequin overcoat.  He'd decided on green contacts for this one, his hair the usual style.  He wrapped a silky, deep green piece of material around his left wrist, a silver necklace with a few fine emeralds worn proudly.

He'd done his own make- up this time, focussing heavily on eyeliner.  He drew a few little hearts under his right eye with a fine pencil.  It came out very well in his eyes, and he was hype for the show.

On the other side of the dressing room, Skunk and Dodger had clothed themselves alike as they sometimes did.  The most bold feature of their costumes was perhaps the top hats, which they wore with a slight tilt.

At 10:00 in the morning, Nikki jumped out of bed and quickly grabbed her make up bag, purse, and her tickets - Oh, she wouldn't dare forget those. Jenna, Lizzy, and her chose to shop for new outfits for the concert, and then have some fun with hair and make up afterwards.

After shopping until about 3:00 in the afternoon, they all found what they needed for their outfits. Jenna chose to go in something 'not so modest'. Since the concert was outside, she chose to get a low cut tank top that was filled with all different colors, and shorts that made Nikki wonder if they were meant for the underwear section. Lizzy was more spunky in a tight red dress that was cut a little higher then her knee, with a black leather jacket to go with it. Nikki found it odd to go so dressy so she chose to go with something a little more casual. Just bermuda shorts that were cut to the knee, with a neon green shirt surrounded by a flower patterned sweater. She acted like she didn't notice the wierd looks on Jenna's and Lizzy's face when they saw that she chose that outfit. She was a little more modest then them, so what?

Finally, at around 5:00, their make up and hair was done. Jenna chose to curl her hair, and put it up in a half pony tail. Lizzy chose - with her long blonde hair - to do a spiral wave. And, Nikki tried to go a bit natural by putting her hair up in a messy bun, to make it crimped when she took it out.

Now, they were in line to give their tickets. Oh, how excited they all were! Lizzy always liked Flare, and was dieing to meet him tonight, Jenna didn't have a favorite, she loved them all, and Nikki wasn't going to lose her only oppurtunity to atleast have a second conversation with  Storm. Even if it was just 'Hi' and "Bye, hope you enjoyed the concert'. Anything to make him notice her for 5 seconds, at least.

(I've never been to a concert, so I don't know how it is outside. So, ignore anything that is wrong haha. )

The three excited girls walked into the stadium, and checked the time as the man showed them where thier seats were. "Only 30 more minutes! Flare's going to be amazing! " Lizzy said with excitement. The man rolled his eyes at the starstruck girl and muttered, "Oh brother..." while walking away.

Poor guy. Having to deal with screaming girls like Lizzy all night. Nikki thought, with a chuckle.  

"Of course!"  Storm gleefully replied, shuffling hastily through his make- up satchel.  He had every color you could imagine, from black- to pink- to green.  You name it, he had it.  He located a red pencil, and a red creamy substace, placing them on the counter for Flare to use.

"You might want some orange, too."  He had an assortment of orange make- up oddities as well, offering them up.  He usually used black and green/ white/ or pink anyway, so he could spare all his flame- colored whatnots.

"But you'd better hurry.  Show starts in half an hour."  Storm muttered, adjusting a few costume details.

The stadium was rapidly filling with eager fans, and the friends some of them had dragged along.  It was outside, partially, the roof open and willing to let the weather invite itself in.  Instead of grass, however, the flooring was of a quality, weather- proof hardwood, adding class to the area.  The seats were luxrious, each with a cover on the back incase mother nature decided to be brutal.

The lights flickered on, illuminating the stage with suttle blue undertones, which shortly after began to morph from color to color.  The manager really had gone the extra mile.

All that was missing now were the stars, who were to come onstage in mere minutes.  But they were busy perfecting little odds and ends backstage.  Skunk and Dodger were adjusting eachother's costumes to perfectly mirror one another, fighting over who looked more flattering in the attire.

Storm was broswing a lyrics sheet over, trying to identify which notes to hold to make the performance unique.

And then, the manager calmly pranced in, eying the band members.  "Get out there and give them the night of their lives!"

--

Storm happily walked out on stage first, as had become a tradition, the majority of the crowd coming to a simultaneous applause.  His falsely emerald eyes twinkled, along with the sequins on his coat.  He waved in several general areas, holding a broad grin.  He took his rightful place in front of the microphone, which was somewhat for show considering he wore a concealed headset.

Skunk and Dodger came out from the opposite side, these two with a more dark appearance.  The both of them smirked out at the crowd, shooting a few mischevious winks.  The pair diverged, each going to their where their own instrument sat.

Now they just needed Flare, who typically came out last. 

 ((Skunk is guitar, Dodger is bass :D

And man, these people are wearing some tiny clothes for the middle of December XD))

OOC:
OMG, I completely forgot it was freezing outside. -_- Oh well, let's just say, they wanna impress the band ;)
Andd, can you check a post I made? I don't want anyone to miss it. "To all who RP with me come here" blah blah blah...

BIC:
-Before the concert started-

As the three anxious girls waited for their 'idols' to come, Jenna and Lizzy could only jump around and shriek.
I hope they don't scream in my ear like this, when the band actually starts...
Nikki thought. Of course, Nikki was just as excited as everyone else here - and also a little nervous about meeting Storm afterwards - but she wasn't the type to be so loud and...obnoxious.

Shyly, Nikki waved at the girl that introduced herself. It always amazed her how one can be so ... out going? "I'm Ni-" Before she could even finish the rest, Lizzy said,

"Yeah, I know! 30 minutes! AAH!" She screamed again, saying something unintelligible about Flare, and said, "Oh yeah, I'm Lizzy." Next Jenna waved, and introduced herself also in a obnoxious manner. Nikki chose not to try talking again. She was used to Lizzy being oblivious when someone else was talking though, so she wasn't offended or anything.

~

Nikki was so much in her own world, thinking about what she would say to Storm, that she didn't realize he was right on stage. So close to her. Soon, when the lights were fully out, she noticed, and applauded with the rest. She bit her lip and let out a little shriek with the rest of the girls while they already started jumping. Then Jenna screamed, "I love you!" To Storm. Nikki couldn't get herself to do anything to get his attention, she might vommit. So she chose to just clap.   

OOC:

LOL. 'I never did catch Nikki's name'... Doesn't make sense but I gotch youu, I gotch youu ;) haha
I'm just messing with you haha... :D
I don't have anything to say, except maybe that Lizzy fainted when Flare blows kisses HAHA jkjk. :D I'll just wait for Kate :D

The band just grinned and waved for a couple minutes, waiting for the crowd to calm.  Storm blushed lightly at the muffled comments he could make out, though you could hardly tell under his generously powdered skin.

When a majority of the cheering subsided, Skunk took control, starting their first song with a short and soft guitar rift.  Following this, the band dished it out, the tune growing heavier and faster.  Storm sang out in a joyful series of notes, hitting everything with precision.  With the aid of the headset, his generally quiet vioce reverberated off the walls and through the audience.

He twirled around, strutting down the center runway of the stage.  With much energy, he made a few hand motions, thrusting his arms in the air and letting them 'rain' down.  The song was near an end, and he came to a verse where he had no lyrics to offer.  Guitar solo.

Skunk proudly stepped in Storm's direction in preparation for his big solo, playing as he walked.

"Skunk!"  Storm exclaimed, forming his arms into a low introductory pose, his head bowed slightly.  The stripey- haired boy's fingers moved at a near blinding pace as he broke out into a gorgeous melody, which had an almost Spanish ring to it.

The rest of the band then joined back in, Storm and Skunk both singing the final chorus, which was perhaps the strongest part of this particular song.

-- 

They'd performed several more songs after that, the band having fun throughout each one.  The final song was their newest hit, simply titled 'Farewell'.  How ironic that they chose that one for last. 

A suprise was in store for the lot of them, the manager fiddling with something backstage while wearing a hearty smirk.  Not even the band knew what was about to happen.  Oblivious, Storm started the song off, the rest of the members not far behind.  About one verse in, the lights dimmed to a near pitch- black, laser beams of all colors lighting up the stage in a magical aura.  Each beam shifted about the stage, moving back and forth in a colorful display.

The lasers adding a mesmerizing affect to any already dream- like song.  They really lived this one up, each member who could prancing about the stage (Poor Flare behind his drums D;)  Storm pointed in Nikki and Kat's general direction, nodding with a wink and a smile that warmed the stadium.

Skunk and Dodger took a walk down the runway together, each playing their strings in a skillful fashion.  The pair could pass as twins if not for their unique hairstyles and different eye colors.

When the song ended, the members each took a bow, enjoying the roar of the crowd, who seemed satisfied.  The lasers then flickered off, one at a time, the stage going dark.  This gave the members time to exit to the backstage area, which they did, leaving most of the audience in a state of awe. 

((Yay for body heat!)) 

((No!!  I'm almost literally crying.  This has been one of my more fun rolplays, and I've been Rping for two years D;

Poor Storm.  He is crying too.  I want to do the one on one, but I can't just leave Shaste out.  It can't end like this!!  *Dramatic pose*

If I may ask, why have you decided to leave Res?  I don't mean to be nosey or anything.

Even though I haven't known you very long, I will await your return with a heavy heart </3))