Band RP. Accepting

[vaiill]

{ Haha okay c: }

[Swordboy]

((We can start now. . .))

[vaiill]

Cool c: did you wanna start or have someone else do it?)

[Swordboy]

((It doesn't matter, if you want to start go ahead.))

[vaiill]

{ Olay ill start c: just gotta go make some food then ill do it. Oh btw nice siggy }

[~passionislove~]

{{ Daze }}

The Basics:
Full name: {{Daze Maye Love}}
Nicknames: {{ Dazey}}
Age: {{16}}
Gender: {{Female}}
Looks:
Hair colour: {{brown}
Eye colour: {{blue}}
Height: {{5'4}}
Weight: {{140}}
Skin tone: {{white}}
Body modifications: {{Tattoo of a heart on her neck}}
Description: {{Tall and flawless, pretty in a sassy sort of a way.}}

Past the Obvious:
Likes: {{attention, chocolate, singing, dancing like a spazz and makeup}}
Dislikes: {{drunks, abusive people, and haters}}
Favorite Bands: {{public enemy, the sugerhill gang, house of pain, fugees and odd future}}
Personality: {{sassy, spazzy but a great person to tell all your problems to. Loves to jam and isn't afraid of embarrassing herself. Shes bold and confident. }}
History: {{Parents and my twin and I have been everywhere. So we are constantly switching schools which sucks! Hopefully I can stay at this one long enough to make some real friends. }}
Band: {{hip hop band}}
Instrument: {{singer}}
Other: {{none}}

Relationships:
Family: {{Hunter Aries Love}}
Friends: {{To many to name}}
Crush: {{ha! prove to me your worthy}}
Sexuality: {{straight}}

{{Hunter}}

The Basics:
Full name: {{Hunter Aries Love}}
Nicknames: {{Lover boy}}
Age: {{16}}
Gender: {{male}}
Looks:
Hair colour: {{brown}
Eye colour: {{blue}}
Height: {{6'1}}
Weight: {{150}}
Skin tone: {{white}}
Body modifications: {{a tattoo that says passion on his back}}
Description: {{Tall, country looking male.}}

Past the Obvious:
Likes: {{playing the guitar, hanging with his friends and messing with his sister.}}
Dislikes: {{stereotypes, people that judge others, and moving.}}
Favorite Bands: {{Maroon 5, Blake Shelton, Miranda Lambert, and Rascal Flatts }}
Personality: {{Shy but once you get to know him passionate about everything. Genuinely sweet. Overprotective of those he loves and will talk to you for hours about anything.}}
History: {{His parents and twin sister move around a lot so he doesn't have very many friends. He has written songs about every place he has ever been and every girl he has ever liked.}}
Band: {{Country Band}}
Instrument: {{guitarist}}
Other: {{none}}

Relationships:
Family: {{mom and dad and Daze (twin sister)}}
Friends: {{his sister}}
Crush: {{none yet}}
Sexuality: {{straight}}

[Swordboy]

((Accepted))

[~passionislove~]

((thanks! ))

[vaiill]

Ӈunter
James
Graceffa

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☠ {It was another boring school day, but it was band practice afterwards so hunter was actaully happy for once. He was at his dented metal locker getting his books out for that day and pencil case, he shoved it all in his bag then sling it over both his shoulders. He quietly pushed his locker shut then went to find anyone he knew.
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♡ {Lillian walked into the school grounds playing with the ends of her purple hair. She was a bit fidgety today but she just hoped people would ignore it. She looked down at her black converse as she walked avoiding people's eyes.
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•{Łillian
Valentine
Pitts

[~passionislove~]

Hunter Aries

I walk into the school building, my sisters hand in mine. The school was so big compared to the ones we usually went to. I can hear my sister sigh as she slings her bag off her shoulder and digs into it, looking for something, probably her schedule. My guitar case threatens to slip off my shoulder so i let go of my sisters hand to push it up again. She looks at me and sighs again as some hair falls in front of her face. Daze and I may be twins but we are just so....different.

Daze Maye

I look at my brother and sigh. He's carrying his guitar again. He carries that thing everywhere. I just don't get it. I find my song lyrics and hold them against my chest and see my brother narrow his eyes at me. I open my book and find my schedule and show it to him. He sighs and walks on, probably to find his locker, but ultimately, leaving me alone. Some big brother he is. Even if we are twins.