:: L I M E ... L I G H T :: Band RP ::

[morris.]

...⋰⋨ Melonie Hendricks ⋩⋱...

Melon continued to walk down the sidewalk, a little strut in her step. She flipped her hair to rest on one shoulder, but stopped walking as soon as she bumped into someone. When she looked up, it was Tristan. "Aww, little girl crying over Sean? He's mine now, get over it," She sneered, and pushed Tristan aside to continue walking in dirrection of Sean's home. She had this in the bag, exspecially with Tristan being so helpless, or so she thought.

[darlingdiablo]

.: Tristan Knight:.
She watched Melonie, heard what she said and felt herself being pushed away. She stood there clenching her fists. She turned. "Ahem Melonie, I think you forgot your job at cleaning up your finger prints. I know your game and I know something else." She said crossing her arms. "I can play better then a b*tch who can`t get the truth." She was in a mode where no matter what was being said would be ignored. She was sick of these lies and she was soooo tired of trying to hold back what she thought of this b*tch. "Not suprising of you not to play fair. Did I ever mention, pretty girls turn heads while me and my friends break necks." She said. She was p*ssed off and wasnt letting herself not fight for it. She made the biggest mistake ever, and she wasnt going to let a chance of grasping onto the asnwer fall away.

OOC: I can actually picture this going on XD

[morris.]

...⋰⋨ Melonie Hendricks ⋩⋱...


"Face it. I can give Sean so muc more than what you can," She fixed her hair to fall on both sides. "Friends? What friends, tha sl*t at the party and Nat? Funny, story, Nat wouldn't hurt a fly, and that other chick, whas she gonna do? Booty bounce me to death? Ohhh I'm so scared," The last part was obvious that she was being sarcastic. "I've got a better body, and better skill than you'd ever hope for, Trissy. I suggest you run home now," Melonie said grimmly.

[.Live.Love.Laugh.]

Alexis Moon Selvon
She walked outside to see Melonie as she looked for Danny and said " Who gonna booty bounce you to death." The Italian found the offensive and was ready to fight with this american w**re.

[darlingdiablo]

.:Tristan Knight:.
For the slightest second, Tristan was pushed back mentally. But in another, she gained what she had lost.
"Body? Skill? I dont know about you, but I dont want to look and act like a sl*t who gets l**d every night, dresses like the wh*re she is, then still manages to persuade her boyfriend shes innocent and nothings wrong over a bottle of jack." Tristan said, fire and fire=more fire. But when the bigger fire takes over the heat rises. She wasnt done with Melonie. She pushed her back, "I`ve got real friends, the ones you can depend on other then a `fashion emergency` Oh and the sl*tty Italian girl as you call her, Alexis, dont you get up her alley she`ll beat the sh*t out of you in the blink of an eye." She said, she was fighting hard, no rules.
"I know you want me to leave, be gone, out of the picture. I know you hate me so much, but I also know Im the only thing holding you back- and lets just say Im not leaving any time soon."

[.Live.Love.Laugh.]

Alexis Moon Selvon
She heard Tristan and got her phone out and called Danny. She wanted to be with him, and want him to hold her and watch her out Melonie's lights. She held the phone up to her ear.

[morris.]

...⋰⋨ Melonie Hendricks ⋩⋱...


Melonie glanced to see that girl step out if the house. She rolled her eyes, ignoring her completely. "Oh really? She can kick my a**? Bullish*t. I grew up in Harlem, honey," Melonie shifted her weight. "His parents love me anyway. All in all, I'm pretty sure they're on my side. Now go sell your cookies somewhere else, this neighborhood isn't interested," With that, Melonie walked past Tristan, up onto Sean's porch, only to ring the door bell.

[Panic!]

Full Name::
Scarlett R. Thatcher
Nick Names?::
Scar
Age::
23
Gender::
Female
Band Name::
Soloist
Position::
Vocal
Well Known or Amature::
Amature
Crush::
N/A
Relationship Status::
Single
Extra Details::
Scarlett don't really like to dress up, unlike many other band members. She prefers to be comfortable in jeans. Her music is labeled as gothic punk rock, whatever that is. To her, her music varies, and it speaks her true feelings, letting everyone else get a peak into her messed up life.
Pearsonality::
Scar naturally is very fun and bubbly to be around. She is very vocal, always speaking her mind, and pretty friendly. She isn't afraid to start a conversation, or walk over to say hi, sometimes she just does that at random. Sometimes she finds herself getting on people's nerves, but she just continues. Most people find her immature, but she doesn't think so, because she can be very serious when she wants to be. She just chooses not to be, not in less the situation at hands calls for it.

She had always been in love with music, she has been singing since she could talk. When she was about 7 she started with Piano Lessons, and Guitar. No dance, no soccer, just music. So, she isn't athletic and she can't dance, but her music makes up for it. She is a little new to the business, so she isn't to smart about it either. She wants to learn though, and try to survive, but she will probably let her manager do most of the handling, and just preform when she has to. She loves preforming, no stage fright and no worries for her. She is generally care free with everything.

Easy isn't exactly something that is in her life. From age 5, she was a diagnosed Bipolar, so her moods seem to change a lot. She doesn't like to be talked down to, and she does what she wants. She is a smart girl, but mostly with Book smarts, not street smarts, which becomes a problem. She likes to be drama free, but it turns out she is stressed out with this "drama".


Full Name::
Devon H. Kane
Nick Names?::
Nope, make him one
Age::
25
Gender::
Male
Band Name::
Soloist
Position::
Lead Vocals/Guitar
Well Known or Amature::
Well Known
Crush::
N/A
Relationship Status::
Single
Extra Details::
He is a natural, down to earth guy. He doesn't put much effort into his appearance, and usually just walks around in graphic t-shirts with band names on them. He does a mix of different things, but mostly punk rock. He started off a few years ago in a band, but they broke up due to misunderstandings to his needs. They have gone down hill with him, while he is going strong. Now, he is a soloist, and loving every second of it.
Pearsonality::
To Devon, his priorities are pretty well set. Music comes first, always has, always will. He has only been in a handful of relationships, most of them broke up with him because he was so focused on his one true love. He didn't mind, they were only slowing him down anyway. He is pretty out going, and usually a bit of a push over if you bother him enough. He isn't a flirt, but can be friendly when he wants. He makes a lot of jokes, and likes to bring smiles to people's faces no matter what. He enjoys playing pranks, and usually is proud to say he partakes in them. If you get him mad, that is another story. He isn't afraid to throw a punch, and doesn't think much about the outcomes. He can hold a grudge, and usually annoys the people he doesn't want to talk to. Other then that, he is usually pretty chill. He isn't the smartest guy in the world, he dropped out of high school when he decided music was his number one, and never looked back. Still, he continued to learn, a little bit, just so he wouldn't be to stupid, and knows a few things. He is also very independent, he moved out of the house when he was 16 and moved in with his girlfriend who was a few years older. After a terrible breakup, he lived on the streets and in hotel rooms for a month or so, then finally found a nice small apartment. He can handle himself, and does what he has to.

[morris.]

OOC;;

Accepted(:
Everyone is in Colorado now, and he next concert will be in a day or two.
But right now, it's the afternoon, most everyone is home, but Melonie, Tristan, and Alexis are fueding, they mitt all get in a cat fight. That's all that's going on right now.

[.Live.Love.Laugh.]

Alexis Moon Selvon
She still had her phone up to her ear and walked up to Melonie and said softly " Excuse me, Wh*re your at worng house." She smiled and looked at her and yelled " Nat, B*tch at the door."