Welcome to Philadelphia,
It's the city of history, from the liberty bell to the people's lives within it. Here there's all sorts of people to meet, from the bums to the celebrities. With such a mix comes a breeding ground of festering relationships and scandal. You yourself can find your own nook in the town, whether you're a visitor, a citizen, or a university student. With all the people and the energy, the city pulses twenty-four hours a day. Never in a million years would the founding fathers have pictured this.

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DARE Talent, lead guitarist of the band All Systems Are Go! was currently at Rushmore's. He wasn't exactly 'enjoying' it as he wasn't even complete aware of what was happening. This was partly due to the fact that he had already had a couple drinks before hand. Anyways the bands were just coming on and all Dare seemed to remember was how he had played here. Maybe he was getting too sentimental. As always another memory flooded his head as he remembered a fight that had happened a while ago. Yeah Rushmore's was a great place. Even if Dare wasn't doing anything more then sitting on a random lawn chair he had found. Though why it was down here was beyond him.

In fact Dare was anxious to see tonight's line up. Feeling slightly jealous as he stared at the stage. Every time he saw a guitar anymore it made him wish he had his. Dare let out a puff of air as he grabbed a pen from his pocket and started to doodle on his hand. Everyone that knew Dare and even those obsessed stalkers knew that Dare liked to doodle.

Dare seemed the artsy type. With dark-ish hair(due to his hair was entirely dark all the time) and chocolate brown hair he was always ready with a comment about how 'great looking' he was. Most nodded and ignored him, it was old news by now. 'But of course it's old news because they're all just jealous how devilishly handsome I am' Dare thought to himself while scribbling away at his hand.

Abruptly he heard clapping and the lights dimmed which grabbed Dare's attention as he couldn't exactly see his hand anymore. Maybe it was time to get his eyes checked...Nevertheless the stage now had his gaze. Four people in a band clomped into view. Each one of them looked about as nervous that the audience would turn into a dinosaur and eat them, but that didn't stop the singer, who was holding a bass, to announce the band name. The place was dead quiet as everyone waited to hear some very good or very bad music.

Of course this was all starting to bore Dare. Sitting in a lawn chair away from the music and everything seemed very un-Dare like. So he got up, stretched his 'tall' 5'9'' frame and walked over to the front of the place where the band was playing. It was pretty easy as no music has started yet and the audience was standing there in a dead sort of daze. Dare mentally told himself that this must be the band's first gig.

Finally, just as Dare stared up at the singer with a death glare of 'start the fucking gig already', the band started off at the same time and sounded like a proper band. The band went on displaying sounds that Dare had never actually heard from a band and singing lyrics like, 'Don't disappear on me. Not like a vanishing rabbit in a top hat. Tell me you wouldn't vanish just like that.' The words were interesting to say the least. However the band seemed very jumpy and at the slightest sound they would scamper into a darker part of the stage. That was Dare's favorite part...scaring the jumpy band members, that now he was close up looked like freshmen in highschool.

After performing another strange lyric song titled 'Caffeine High' the singer said the whole 'thanks for having us tonight. You were a great audience. Blah blah blah.' Dare was completely bored. All the fun drained out of him as the band departed. He went back to where the lawn chair was supposed to be but found it full with a rather large man. Ignoring that he went to another corner of the basement while the next band got ready.

There, he pulled out his old piece of shit phone and proceeded to text his band members and a couple of other people he knew. After all maybe somehow they could take over the stage that night. He didn't know how. As it seemed more of a bored pondering then anything but maybe...

BATTLE OF THE BANDS

Metal is the new black! Yes that's right, metal is coming back. This roleplay takes place in California, generally around Los Angeles. It is based on a competition of many metal/hard rock bands coming back in style and rising in fame to be the new Black Sabbath and Metallica. They are all competing to be named "Top New Artist." The bands styles range from things similar to that of Evanescence and Lacuna Coil to something similar to Avenged Sevenfold and Disturbed with everything inbetween.

The website is short application, and each post must be atleast 150 words. There are also plenty of bands to choose from, each with a genre ranging from Metal to Soft Rock and Rap Metal to Pop.

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Alexxis, whenever someone told them about their lives and she found it horrible; she always ended up feeling slightly guilty about it for some reason; which usually resulted in her wincing a little. It was a natural reaction for her and some people found it weird, whilst others always ended up telling her that it wasn't her fault - therefore she should not feel guilty about it. Neither should she say that she's sorry for the life said person had. But she still couldn't help herself.

Nahh, it's okay. Don't worry about it. It's been years of this crap, and I'm over it by now.

The brunette nodded in response to that and brushed her hair behind her ear, tilting her head backwards so that it didn't fail; like the last time. A smile crossed her features for a brief moment. "Well, as long as you're over it." She mumbled quietly, not wanting to go further into it, because she knew that he obviously didn't want to talk anymore on the subject, which was definitely fine by her. She wouldn't want to talk anymore about her home life, at this point either.

The sound of his laughter filled her ears, causing her to smile slightly more than she had been earlier. It probably sounded strange, but Alexxis found the guy terribly attractive; though she'd only been with him for two hours, or less, at the most. She felt like she knew him - er, well; they had just been sharing their life stories, so that was a given, really. But.. well, she didn't know how to explain it, his laugh just made her want to laugh more and she was really beginning to dread the end of the night. Which would mean that the two of them would end up parting ways.

After telling Tj that she thought he'd make a cute hermit, Alexxis had to hide her face in her hair. It wasn't often that she told a person they were cute, or would make a cute something or another, so this was pretty new, meaning that she had embarassed herself. Already she could feel her cheeks beginning to flush - blood rushing to her cheeks, effectively making her blush. A site that she'd rather Tj didn't see.

I.. like you too, Alexxis.

Those words from Tj made her blush more; her heart beat raced and banged against her chest, thumping so hard against her rib cage she was sure that he'd be able to see it through her shirt. Not daring to look up at him, she kept her head down, hands in her hair; keeping it in front of her face.