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Post by Stasya ♥ on Oct 27, 2008 23:02:22 GMT -5
Okay, you know how Stasya is in a famous band now? Well, I thought we'd make her band! Her band is called My Tears Of Pitied Sorrow (aka MTPS) and she is the singer and occasional guitarist. She is 15, almost 16, in this role play and the band has been signed all because of big bros Bill and Tom. MTPS is doing their first major tour (the one where Stasya ends up driving a car through a wall!) to support suicidal teens. The whole famiy has come to support Stasya with her first tour. Cousins Gerard and Mikey were immediately on board with the cause and so did Bill and Tom. After much string pulling, MTPS's manager got Linkin Park to join along as well as Green Day. Each band is in the huge green room of the outside stadeum. The first to perform is Tokio Hotel. If anyone would like to be one of the band members of MTPS but don't like the name of who you want to be, ask me if you can change it. There are no rules, just have fun and make any rock stars ACT LIKE FUCKING ROCK STARS, BITCH!!! Band Members needed... [glow=pink,2,300]My Tears Of Pitied Sorrow
Stasya Kaulitz-Trumper
Josiah Bayley (bass) Skye Carson (guitar)
Jeremy Kaulitz-Trumper(guitar) Trevor Harris (drums)[/glow]
[glow=green,2,300]Green Day
Billie Joe Armstrong Tre Cool Mike Dirnt[/glow]
[glow=red,2,300]My Chemical Romance
Gerard Way
Mikey Way Ray Toro Frank Iero Bob Bryar[/glow]
[glow=purple,2,300]Tokio Hotel
Bill Kaulitz-Trumper
Tom Kaulitz-Trumper Gustav Shafer Georg Listing[/glow]
[glow=navy,2,300]Linkin Park
Chester Bennington Rob Bourdon Brad Delson David "Phoenix" Farrell Joe Hahn Mike Shinoda[/glow] We also need the bands' families to be there. Fell free to join at anytime!
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Post by Stasya ♥ on Oct 28, 2008 14:16:03 GMT -5
Pacing, pacing, pacing. Stasya paced around the air-hokey table in the green room with her headphones on. She sang along to Thank You For The Venom, hitting higher and lower notes than most of them in the song were sung to warm up her voice. She smirked as she passed Bill once again. He was doing the same thing only sing quite an explict song in German. She shook her head and focused on the music. Her usual curly, black hair was now striaght and the blond streaks for only last year has become navy and maroon, almost blending in with the black. Dark green eyeliner made the green in her eyes pop and the black eye shadow was typical amoung the singers in her family. A long sleeve, black Rock Royalty tee-shirt that was torn almost all the way off at the shoulders, baggy black jeans with hand cuffs, black combat boots, and a black leather spiked choker were her style for the night. She changed to and Evanescence song, hoping to get the 'throatier' notes that Amy Lee could hit. She got them with ease. Stasya ran a hand through her silky smooth hair, the tattoo of the star with Tokio Hotel's logo in the middle she had gotten just before her 15th birthday showed clearly. She walked past Bill again and he made a face at her, his singing turned to an amusing tone as he did. Stasya laughed and turned her foot subtly, tripping her brother. She walked around the air-hockey table again, whistling casually. Bill glared at Stasya and got up, she laughed and continued singing.
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Post by Stasya ♥ on Oct 28, 2008 14:37:25 GMT -5
"I dreamed I was missing, you were so scared, but no one would listen cause no one else cared. After my dreaming, I woke this fear, what am I leaving whem I done here? So if you're asking me, I want you to know... When my time comes forget the wrong that I've done. Help me leave behind some reasons to be missed. Don't resent me, and when you're feeling empty keep me in your memory. Leave out all the rest, leave out all the rest." 16 year old Josiah Bayley, the bassist of My Tears of Pitied Sorow sang as the members of Linkin Park practiced a little before going on stage. His scream was almost as good as Chester's but not quite. He pushed his black rimmed glasses back up his nose and smiled, showing black braces. His dark brown hair came just to his chin and his brown eyes sparkled with excitement. Josiah, also called siah, was the son of Terence Bayley and the grandson of John Bayley. ((Literally! This kid is my friend, too.)) He walked into the green room and covered his ears, acting like something was hurting them. "Holy shit, Stasya! What the hell is that noice that sounds like a cat being burned alive?!" Stasya made a face and crossed her arms, "I have to sing like this! To get as high and low as I can. However, I think you're as low as it gets!" She laughed and walked over to Josiah, whom was about 5 inches shorter than herself. "Don't make me come up there," he grumbled. Stasya barked a laugh, "What are you gonna do, siah? Climb a ladder and splash your water in my face?" She rolled her eyes and walked away. Josiah glared and tackled Stasya, "Bill, help! Tickle her!" He held Stasya's arms and sat on her legs. "Josiah Bayley! Get the fuck of me!" Bill smirked and walked over, kneeling down. "Ahh, tickie, tickie, tickie," he cooed tickeling Stasya's ribs. Stasya screamed, laughing, "God damn it! Bill, stop it! Ahh! Siah, get offq me!" Josiah smirked and shook his head, "Don't stop!" Bill smiled and continued to tickle his little sister. Stasya shreiked. "Stop it! I'm sorry I called you short! Ahh, just get off of me!" Josiah thought a minute. "Say 'uncle'," he said. Stasya pursed her lips. "Say 'uncle'," he demanded, louder, laughing. "Fine, fine, fine! UNCLE!" Josiah got off and sat in a beat up chair. "That wasn't so hard was it, Stas?" He leaned back and closed his eyes. Bad idea! Stasya grabbed a water bottle and dumped it on Josiah's head, soaking his black Lenny Kravits shirt and black pants. "Jack-ass!" Josiah jerked up and shook his hair out. He stood up and ran at Stasya as she pranced out the door. She looked back and saw him gaining... quickly! and ran faster taunting her friend the whole time.
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Post by Stasya ♥ on Oct 28, 2008 17:54:22 GMT -5
“Bill, sit still! I cannot finish your hair with you squirming around like a toddler,” a female voice demanded in German. In a dressing room sat Bill and Tom Kaulitz-Trumper. For the second time in three hours. The twins were constantly in dressing rooms before a show, though, to make sure their hair and/or make-up was still perfect. Bill froze so his hairdresser could be finished sooner and he could leave, only minutes later was he bouncing in his seat impatiently. “You can go now, Tom. You are finished,” another voice said in German. Tom stuck his tongue out at his twin and walked out of the hairspray filled room into the fresh air. Bill grunted angrily and slumped in the chair. “Heyyy, cuz! Wazzzzzup?” Gerard stalked into the room and coughed on the hairspray, “Oh my fucking God! I think I’ve been poisoned, Billy boy! How can you live through this?” Gee plugged his nose and sat down. Bill grunted again, “Guess you get used to it.” Gerard looked around the room, the hairspray making the illusion that the room was filled with smoke. “Well, I’m pretty damned sure this shit is bad for your lungs,” Gerard said, his voice distorted and high pitched form plugging his nose. Tom yelled a string of curses in German before stomping back into the dressing room, the front of his shirt soaked. He walked over to a rack of clothes and looked at each shirt. “What happened,” Bill asked, sitting still again. “Josiah and Stasya are having a water fight and one of those little rugrats got me,” he growled taking a Saints jersey from the rack. Gerard stifled a laugh and choked on the hairspray, “Holy shit, this stuff burns! I’m outta here before I get, like, lung cancer or some shit like that. Later guys.” Gerard left the room. Tom pulled of his wet shirt and put on the dry one before sitting down. “Okay, okay! You are done now Bill. You can fidget all you want.” Bill squealed and jumped up. Tom watched his twin dance with joy. /He looks like he has to use the bathroom/ Tom thought with a smirk, shaking his head. The twins walked out of the suffocating dressing room.
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Post by Stasya ♥ on Oct 29, 2008 16:20:57 GMT -5
"She is going to be so psyched to see you, I'm not even kidding." Jeremy got out of the limo the family had come in and leaned against the open door. After him came someone who had helped MTPS with getting gigs in Finland and had sort of become a friend, Lauri (low-ry) Ylonen. "Okay, I get it," Lauri rolled his eyes, fixing his beanie over his black hair. The family had planned to suprise Stasya and the others by inviting Lauri to come along to the concert. "Is it really worth it? I mean, Stas is under a lot of pressure tonight," Skye quesstioned, getting out of the limo. "She'll be happy, trust me! Without this guy, My Tears Of Pitied Sorrow wouldn't be who they are now," Jeremy sighed, putting a hand on Lauri's should. "I thought you were straight," Skye teased, raising his brow, which was newly pierced. Jeremy put his hands in his pockets, "I am!" Lauri and Skye laughed and shook their heads, "Sure you are." Jeremy poked Skye's shoulder, "Don't make me come down there!" Skye smirked, tugged on one of Jeremy's dredlocks and ran down the stairs, shreiking, "He's gonna kill me, he's gonna kill me! Stasya, help, your twin is gonna kill me!" Jeremy rolled his eyes and looked at Lauri, "You should be running, too!" Lauri laughed and mimicked Skye, running and shreiking. "Mom, tell me again why /I/ had to come," Jeremy sighed, shaking his head. "Who? Me or Simone?" Jeremy and Stasya's /real/ mom stepped out of the limo. Jeremy shook his head, "Simone."
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Post by Stasya ♥ on Nov 3, 2008 20:28:16 GMT -5
((Noo! Better idea! Jeremy is in the band but he's the other guitarist. There's two guitarist, not including Stas. I've always imagained my band being Joshiah, a kid named Jeremy and a kid named Skye. I never knew who would be our drummer though.))
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Post by Abby! (: on Nov 3, 2008 20:37:13 GMT -5
ooc I have a question! Like is the rest of the family in this also?
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Post by Stasya ♥ on Nov 3, 2008 20:42:06 GMT -5
"GIVE IT BACK! GERARD, GIVE ME MY GUITAR BACK!" Jeremy jumped over the bar, knocking over a few beers, and lunged at Gerard, who held his guitar. This particualr guitar meant a lot to him since it was Tom's first guitar and he had given it to him. "Gerard Arthur Way, I swear to God if you so much as scratch that guitar, I'll throttle you right then and there!" in fact, Jeremy looked a lot like Tom now. He had dreaded his dirty-blond hair, still wore the baggy clothes. The only difference was the Jeremy is American and he's much taller. Gerard snickered and ran out of the bar back to the backstage area. "Dammit, Gerard!" Jeremy ran after his cousin, screaming more threats in the process. Gerard gasped as Mikey tripped him and he went rolling across the pavement, holding the antique, black guitar to his body so it wouldn't get ruined. He sat up instantly and checked the guitar. "SAFE," Gerard yelled like a baseball umpire. Jeremy snatched the guitar and ground his teeth, "You're lucky." He walked back to the greenroom, checking the guitar for anything Gerad may've missed. He sat down, setting the guitar on teh couch next to him. His hazel eyes were wide with the fiercity of a lion. "I heard what Gee did," Stasya smirked, walking into the greenroom, her clothes soaked. Jeremy glared at his twin and gritted his teeth. "He's a bastard for doing that," he hissed. Stasya walked into the bathroom with a dry pair of clothes. "Well, he would never try and 'hurt' it," she yelled through the door. "He has the guts though. He could." Jeremy fixed his hat. "When is the fam going to be here," he sighed. "Dunno. It could be anywhere from seconds to never," Stasya laughed.
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Post by Abby! (: on Nov 3, 2008 21:21:24 GMT -5
"I'M HERE!" Aby yelled walking in the door that led backstage for Stasya's first concert. The 15 year old sighed walking over to Bill. "Where is everybody?" she asked. She's changed a LOT! She grabbed her dirty blound hair and put it in a ponytail real quick before looking back to her brother. Her 5'1 figure jumped on the air hockey table and smiled. Personality wise she's changed a lot also. She's much nicer and less demanding and she gets along with Gordon a lot more also. But she's hiding a HUGE thing from her family at the moment. She's pregnet. She just found out a few days ago and hasn't told her family yet (IF you haven't paid attention yet!). She yawned her face red from just getting back from a compation. She swung her legs back and forth. A gold medal hung around her neck as she waited for her siblings. She looked at Gerard "What did you do?" she asked being able to tell that she did something. "Ok I seriously want to know where everyone is!" she said to herself but at the same time outloud. Her skating carrer had really kicked off and she was now considered the youngest profecinal skater ever. She was here to support her sister and brother. She yawned again really tired having have compations ALL DAY. But she was here at least
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Post by Stasya ♥ on Nov 3, 2008 21:49:41 GMT -5
Bill thought for a second. "Okay, Stasya, Jeremy and I are in here, obviously. Then, everyone else is backstage somewhere. The rest of the family should be down in a second.
Stasya walked out of the bathroom, wearing the same outfit as before only the clothes were dry now. "Ah, the beauty of having back-up clothes." She crouched down behind the air-hockey table as Josiah came in, just as soaked as she had been.
"Hey, Aby," Josiah greeted. He immediatly stopped and looked around suspiciously. "Where'd Stasya go?"
Gerard leaned against the doorway. "I took Jeremy's guitar and almost -keyword: ALMOST- ruined it. Now he's pissed at me." He smirked.
"Josiah, Stasya!"
Josiah yelped and turned around. "Uh-oh! It's Jeff!" He ran and hide behind the couch. "Save me!"
Stasya ran behind the couch. "Me, too!"
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Post by Abby! (: on Nov 3, 2008 21:54:53 GMT -5
"YO!" Aby laughed "Who's Jeff?" Then she looked at Gerard "TOM WOULD HAVE MURDERED YOU! And so would have Jermy here (yes thats what she calls him Jermy)" She sat still "Are you guys ready? I have modivational advice! I think..." Aby thought for a second "nope I don't... but I could get some if I think but that would hurt my brain"
"BO YA!" Mollie yelled walking in "Who missed me?" "not me" ABy smirked Mollie's curly hair is now darker and she has contacts now. But other then that she hasn't changed much "Are you trying to give a modivational speech?" Aby thought for a second "I tried but I gave up." she smiled
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Post by Stasya ♥ on Nov 3, 2008 22:01:00 GMT -5
"Jeff is our painfully stringent manager. He's going to be pissed that we had a water fight." Stasya peeked her head over the back of the couch. "Nope, no one misseded yous. JK, JK!" She ducked back down.
Gerard laughed. "They'd have to catch me first! Anyway, it's not like I'd ever /try/ to do anything to that guitar." He put Mollie and a head-lock and gave her a noogie. "HEEEYYYYY CUZ!!!"
A tall, thin man with firey red hair walked in the greenroom. He looked at everyone as they moved a step awaya uncomfortably. "Where are Stasya and Josiah," he demanded sharply.
"Uhhmmm.... Kentucky!" Gerard ran off, stifling a laugh.
Tom kept a straight face. "They went to the food court. I guess that's what you'd call it."
Jeff eyes Tom suspiciously and took that his serious face meant he wasn't lying. He nodded, grunted and headed out to the food court.
"He's gone," Jeremy sighed, turned to face the back of the couch.
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Post by Abby! (: on Nov 3, 2008 22:04:55 GMT -5
"KENTUCKY FRIED CHICKEN!" Aby randomly blurted out. "Not weird at all AND THANKS GERARD!" Mollie sighed "I got my hair all nice and you just messed it all up!" "Jeffs a meanie" Aby muttered
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Post by Stasya ♥ on Nov 3, 2008 22:08:59 GMT -5
"That's why he did it." Mikey laughed, shaking his head. "How many of you think he's going to the bar?"
"Everyone. He used to be a drunk so it makes sense." Stasya climbed over the couch and sat down. "I'd move this guitar or someone's gonna break it, Jer!" She stifled a laugh as Josiah almost sat on the guitar's neck. "Nice, Siah!"
Jeremy grumbled and moved the guitar to against the wall.
"Yeah, he can be a real jerk. But, he keeps us in line and out of trouble... Most of the time." Stasya hissed a laugh and slapped Josiah a high-five.
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Post by Abby! (: on Nov 3, 2008 22:12:03 GMT -5
"PICK ME!" Aby smiled answering Mikey's question. Lately she's been much more hyper. Mostly because her hormones were so outa wak at the moment because she was pregnet "BAM!" "What the hell?" Mollie sighed "Well at least your not crazy like most people in bands. excample Gerard..."
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