<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Timestamp: Dyo 40, 81380 Place: The Panic Room <span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'>Okay the posting order for this thread will be a little weird. Basically the band and the audience will have their own posting order. For example: the order so far is: Me, Sether, CV, Me..etc. When people join they might post in this order: A,B,C,A,B,C...etc. Therefore the overall posting order could be this: Me, Sether, A,B, Crystal Vixen, C,A,B,Me, C, Sether, Crystal Vixen. <-- As long as the band and audience stay in order of themselves, they can ignore the other groups order and post.</span> I really hope that makes sense...</td></tr></table> <span style='color:00BBFF'>Notek entered the building with a grin on her face. Her dreams were finally a reality, she successfully organized a band, and got them a show. All she had to do now, was wait for the rest of the band to show up.</span> <span style='color:green'>Hishema landed just as Notek entered and quickly followed behind her, "Good evening Notek." She was very nervous as she had never used her powers for entertainment before.</span> <span style='color:00BBFF'>"Ah, Hishema, punctual as always." Notek turned and greeted her with her usual smile, "Excited?"</span> <span style='color:green'>Hishema laughed nervously, "I suppose, I just hope I don't mess it up."</span> <span style='color:00BBFF'>Notek patted her on the back, "You'll do fine. You were fine during practices."</span> <span style='color:green'>"I suppose," Hishema thought for a moment, "I wonder if the audience will like it.</span>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Who:Renoko 'Veja Eka'</td></tr></table> Renoko walked in, he looked around. This was it, their first show. Well, the place anyway. He saw Notek and Hishema and walked over to them. "<span style='color:red'>So this is the place huh, I haven't been here since I turned fourteen. </span>" he shook his head, he'd never been good with these kinda places. He sat down, and looked up at the other two, then looked at the room. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>You said short, crappy, and my mojo for Renny is dead</td></tr></table>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td> I'm posting i'm posting! SO SORRY I DIDNT POST! I'm so slow -.- *is posting right now* Who: Nudek Gagte <span style='color:darkred'>Speach</span> <span style='color:darkred'>Thought</span> Femp Gala <span style='color:Aqua'>Speach</span> <span style='color:Aqua'>Thought</span> Tyolt Femdt <span style='color:blue'>Speach color changes with mood</span> <span style='color:Blue'>Thought (color changes with mood)</span></td></tr></table> Walking through the doors, three girls headed into the place they all nervously knew they'd be playing at in a little while. Tyolt, the changing blue furred pendragon, look as if she held her breath as she entered. Her dark brick red hair was tied behind her with a white ribbon. Femp's scales shone from the glow of the lights, her two-foot stature caused her to hop-skip to keep up with the larger pendragons. The tallest girl, Nudek, cracked her fingers in a stretch as she entered and stopped. Smoothing out her red-speckled, dark-gray fur she was finally satisfied. She felt nervous but giddy to be part of a band. Nudek took a speedy step infront and turned around. <span style='color:darkred'>"I can't believe we're doing this!"</span> She let out a girlish giggle, something that was rare for anyone to hear from her. Tyolt smiled and nodded. <span style='color:skyblue'>"This is so cool!" </span> She looked around and sighed, calming her self. <span style='color:skyblue'>"Well who's ready!"</span> They all raised a paw and laughed. Femp paused and waved to someone behond Nudek and Tyolt. <span style='color:aqua'>"Notek! Hey!"</span> Flickering her ice-crystal wings she flew over Nudek and Tyolt and landed just infront of Notek. <span style='color:aqua'>"How everything coming along?"</span> Tyolt followed, leaving Nudek who looked as if she searched for something in the place.
<span style='color:00BBFF'>"There you three are," Notek called out, "You guys better start warming up, we go on in an hour."</span> <span style='color:green'>Hishema sat on a chair near Notek practicing all the effects she'd need to do, in a smaller scale. Upon hearing the noise she turned around and said, "Hey Nudek, this is going to be fun!"</span>
<table width=300px" cellpadding=0 cellspacing=2px bgcolor=#000000 style="border-left:4px #663366 solid; border-top:4px #663366 solid; border-right:4px #663366 solid; border-bottom:4px #663366 solid"><tr><td><font color=#663366><div align="justify"> <font color=#993366>~Going down...~</font>Ren smirked, warming up was what he really needed, his guitar was clean, it was just the matter of knowing, what, and how to play. To him, all so simple. First he checked if his guitar was tuned properly, okay, so there were a few loose strings, and he was almost convinced he had to replace one, but all else was fine. <font color=#993366>"Well, I'm good here, just a tad of practice is all I need." </font> He said to Notek. After convincing himself, that he had practiced all week, and needed no practice, he just sat and waited, looking at all the others with a halfway excited/nervous look. <tag /></td></tr></table>
Walking over the Hishema, Nudek showed her a few things she'd been practicing and started to warm up. Femp and Tyolt strode off together to take a closer look at the stage and the other set up equipment. All the while, they sang and practiced the songs they were to sing, trying to best eachother jokingly. <span style='color:darkred'>"Hey Hishema... You nervous?"</span> Nudek asked quitly, fumbling her fingers a couple times, mixing the routine up. The dark 'dragon made a nervous laugh took a deep breath to relax.
<span style='color:green'>"A little," Hishema said, turning her head to face Nudek. She had been running over her moves non-stop since she woke up in the morning, "I've done much more complicated stuff than this, so I'm not worried about messing up, I'm just not used to actually performing in front of people. With you here, my stage fright seems a little less. I'm glad I don't have to be up there by myself."</span> <span style='color:00BBFF'>Notek was running around, getting various things taken care of, "Okay folks, we go on in 40, go get some food now if you need it. "</span>
<table width=300px" cellpadding=0 cellspacing=2px bgcolor=#000000 style="border-left:4px #663366 solid; border-top:4px #663366 solid; border-right:4px #663366 solid; border-bottom:4px #663366 solid"><tr><td><font color=#663366><div align="justify"> <font color=#993366>~Going down...~</font>Renoko had eaten in his dorm before coming, so he didn't need food. But as it got closer to the time they were going on, he felt a tad nervous. But he had been practicing all week for this, and he wouldn't quit now. He felt somewhat like Hishema, he had done much more than this, but it was the people who bothered him. <font color=#993366> </font> He grabbed a cup of water, and took careful sips from it, since that always seemed to help but today Ren just didn't feel like it helped. But with the others here, he felt better. It was their first show and he figured he better make the best of it. <tag /></td></tr></table>
Everyne seemed so tense. Nudek was sitting in a chair after practicaing, fidling with her paws. She could hear voices outside the doors, waiting to come in. Tyolt and Femp could hear them too. Femp's tail twitched nervously as she sat on the side of the stage. She smiled a small smile at Tyolt, who bit her lip and took a deap breath. There was less than 20 minutes left, what else was there to do but sit and wait? Nudek finally stood up and walked around a bit, then up to the stage. Looking around at the space she had once again, she practiced a few moves, tweaking her stances to accomodate where everyone else would be standing. <span style='color:darkred'>"Alright..."</span> She mumbled to herself. Femp and Tyolt had already went to grab food. After they returned, Nudek went to get something for herself. She was glad the food was filling, or she'd of felt empty on stage while performing. Everyone was stuck on what to do again, Femp and Tyolt has resumed their seats n the stage and chatted, while Nudek walked back to the seat she had been in before beside Hishema.
<span style='color:00BBFF'>Notek approached the group, although slightly nervous herself, as leader she couldn't let the others know, "Alright, we go on in 5. Get your instrument ready, be it: voice, guitar, or elemental kinetics, and get on stage." She grabbed her lucky drum sticks and led the way on stage. She sits at the drums and awaits the introduction of the band.</span> <span style='color:green'>Hishema, in a final attempt to throw off her nervousness, summoned a huge wave of fire, water, electricity, and air into a ball as compact as possible. Content that she was focused enough, she headed off onto the stage beside the microphones.</span> <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Just so no one gets confused by the positioning of everyone. It's like this: -----------Audience is here---------- _____________________________ | Nudek - - Femp/Tyolt - - Hishema| |-------Notek --------- Renoko-------| ______________________________ Bad picture, I know, but basically Femp and Tyolt (singers) are centre front. Nudek and Hishema (special effects) are to their left and right. Notek (drummer) is back stage left. Renoko (guitarist) is back stage right. I hope that makes sense</td></tr></table>
