Re: Band Smash!

[OpenTheDoor]

Tori: "He has a nice tone to his voice, don't see why he doesn't sing in public," I laughed, but then again I didn't either, but she heard me... Damn it! Sighing, I walked over to the bus, tapping on the window hoping that Ricochet would open it. "It's me! Tor!" I jumped up on the screen, holding onto the wing mirror and climbed on top of it, "Open the hatch!" he hated it that I could do that. I heard some grumbles, then some clicking as I pulled it open, "Hiya!"
"I do wish you didn't do that," he glared at me as I peered in, smiling.

[KenzieJo]

Gerard: I hear a laugh and stop playing, my head snapping up and my cheeks reddening. I stalk up to Lisey, glad the other girl walked away as I scowl at her. "You didn't think of telling me I had an audience?" I say to her flourishing my hands to the bus where the girl had gone. "Who happen to be well known musicians." She just laughs and pulls me into a hug. "You where great GerBear. She liked your singering. I told you, you should sing more." I mumble uncoherent words pulling from her grasp, that wouldn't be happening anytime soon.

[OpenTheDoor]

Tori: I laughed as Ricochet had a mild hissy-fit, "Calm down, we're getting a new one anyway," my eyes rolled.
"Yes, but not for a few weeks!" his voice was in a hiss.
"Okay, but I came here for my laptop and to catch some rays. Could you pass me it up?" I pointed to the laptop on the side as he did, "Thanks Ricochet!" I shut the hatch and slid off the back of the bus, rolling at the end. So what? I was a free runner and a gymnast.
"Everything good here? Sorry am I interrupting?" I rested the laptop on my knee and checked my mail and Twitter, "Nope, nothing," I sighed and tucked it under my arm, "And yes, I was just on the top of the bus and yes I did jump down."

[KenzieJo]

Gerard: I blink a bit at her before looking away. "No we were just talking." I say quietly. Hitching my guitar on my shoulder with one hand and bending my new Iron man in the other. Hoping to get out of here, but knowing Lisey wouldn't let me.

Lisey: I sigh, grabbing Gerard and turning him around. "Tori, this is my best friend Gerard. Gerard, Tori." I say with a wave of my hand. It wasn't that hard to introduce yourself, but it always ended up with me introducing Gerard.

[OpenTheDoor]

Tori: "Oh right," I nodded, "You're a good singer by the way, but I'm sure you've heard. And I don't blame ya for not doing it around people, I don't," I laughed lightly, "Backing is good enough for me," I shrugged, trying to make a tad of conversation. I turned away, giving up straight away and tucked the laptop under my jacket, the base in the top of my trousers to make sure it didn't slip out. I climbed to the top and opened the hatch, "Thanks you!"
"We have got a door y'know? What were you doing anyway?"
"Questions, questions..." I rolled my eyes, passing him my precious, "Emails and Twitter, I've given up on all the other sites for now," I laughed, "And I like a challenge."
"You won't be saying that when you have to spend the night in hospital. We'll have to go home straight away; we can't play with ya," he smiled.
"Thanks Ricochet," I smiled, sliding off, flicking my hair infront of my eye and starting to walk back in, past the pair at the truck, not saying a word, not knowing whether they'd call out to me or anything.

[KenzieJo]

Lisey: I grin widely at Gerard. "Your never going to hear the end of this." I warm him, letting him stalk off without me back to Jon and Adam, who've come out of the room and were watching us both. I look around to see where Tori went, but see no one but us, I shrug a little, making my way to the guys who are laughing at Gerard's red face.

[OpenTheDoor]

Drew: "And where have you been?" I looked at Tori who just turned up, her face as calm as ever.
Tori: "Just talking to people," I replied, then turned to Digby, "How's the technicals going?"
Digby: "Fine, just sorting out the backdrop... Done," he clicked a bit, "And I've got the new tour bus sorted out, our designs gonna be o there, professionally done too," he smiled.
Tori: "Oh, cool," I smiled, "Is that the one's with us in them or not," I looked at him.
Digby: "The latter Tor. That one looked cooler and made it more personal, y'know?" he nodded at me.
Tori: "Okay, but now, I'm gonna go see if anyone else is around," I smiled.
Ricky: "Mind if I come with ya?" I looked at her, but smiled as she nodded, following her out of the room.

[KenzieJo]

Adam: We sit outside, enjoying the nice weather. Having stolen Gerards guitar I play snippets of songs while the others guess. Jon had magically gotten himself another coffee, nursing it slowly. "The Cave." He mumbles, It was one of his favorite I knew, having gone to a mumford and sons concert once or twice with him before. I grin turning to Lisey. "Your still singing kiss with a fist." I say smuggly, "Doesn that mean we can cover it?" She nods a big and I smile in triumph.

[OpenTheDoor]

Ricky: "Okay, basically Drew wanted me to-" I spoke but stopped as Tori grunted.
Tori: "Look, I explained to him that I didn't want to talk to him about it right now. I have to much on my plate to deal with," I sighed, my fists clenching.
Ricky: "Sit," he pointed to the wall rimming the place, "He just wants to know what's going on and frankly so do the rest of us," I placed my hands on her lap, "He's really worried and so are we."
Tori: I sighed and shifted myself the other way, "Rickers, all I can say is that in maybe a couple of weeks I'll say, but I'm just getting over it at the moment."
Ricky: "Getting over what?" I squeezed her shoulder, "Look Tor, if you don't wanna talk about it, then fine, I won't force you. But, Drew is getting a bit annoyed."
Tori: "Well he would!" I snapped, twisting myself around to look at him and my tear streaked face, "Fine! If you want to know I'll tell ya!"
Ricky: I was taken back slightly, but kept silent.
Tori: "My mother, she's in hospital with cancer. I didn't want to say because they're still working on it. But, I have a feeling that it's gonna be..." I pressed my head into my palms, instantly sending me into a sob-fest.
Ricky: I sighed and hugged her, rubbing her back, "Tor, it's okay," I tried to calm her down. Man, she was in a bog poop... I smiled slightly as she wrapped her arms around me and cried into my shoulder. "Okay, now my shoulder's getting wet."
Tori: "Thanks Ricky," I sobbed, "You're a great mate."

[KenzieJo]

(thats sad! )

Jon: Lisey had released a beast when she let Adam choose a cover. He's now in a full speech about how we could totally cover harder better faster stronger by Daft Punk. I shake my head and laugh at him while Lisey explains that that wont be happening anytime soon. I stand finishing my coffee and take out a smoke, walking away silently until Im a good distance from everyone and light up.

[OpenTheDoor]

(Yeah, I'm doing a book on it and that's kinda of an important part in it. Tori's the main character and this is kinda in the sequel. But the one I'm writing at the moment is her joining the band and coming to America etc.)

Tori: I sighed, "Thanks, I just think I need to get a bit of air for a bit..." I pulled away from him, "And thanks."
Ricky: "For what?" I tilted my head to the side, wiping away a tear from her pale cheek.
Tori: "Being you. But don't tell D n D, not yet," I looked at him with a deadly look.
Ricky: "What about Chris?" I looked at her, a little confused.
Tori: "My dad told his a little while back so that he could keep an eye on me so that I didn't break down in the middle of school," I sighed and stood up, flicking my fringe in front of my face, "See ya in a bit then."
Ricky: I nodded, tapped her shoulder and walked back in, a little pissed off that something like that could happen to her. Biting my lip, I walked back in to hear the others arguing about something.

Tori: I folded my arms and bit my lip to keep myself from bursting into tears again. "At least I've gotten over that," I mumbled, sitting down under the shade of a tree. Then, after looking around, I let the tears roll again.

[flaggirl3]

Ricky: We all walked out to the equipment outside our door. We grabbed the same things we had when we first arrived and put them in the room. It didn't take long. We had our sound system set up and Curtis's drum set put in place in half an hour.

Curtis: I stood back and admired our band room. Suddenly, Tiff came in with a giant sheet of plastic and a bucket of neon green paint. "What is that?"

Tiff: "Some janitors let me have it. Now, who wants to help?" I rolled up my shirt sleeves and pulled three paint brushes from my back pockets.

Ricky: I rolled my eyes at her, but nevertheless followed suit and took a paint brush.

[KenzieJo]

(Oh! that makes sense though. mine are just for fun, though Jon is based off of a character in one of my stories, the rest aren't.)

Jon: I finish and look to the three, seeing Adam still talking with dramatic hand gestures. Lisey looks mildly interested, chin resting on her hand and a small smirk on her face, but Gerard looks like he just wants to get out, after Adam almost hits him in the face he stands, looking at me and walking over. "Coffee?" I ask him, he nods, telling me backstage they had a coffee maker. I raise a brow, wishing he told me sooner but let him lead me. We hear a few guys arguing and I slow down for a moment, before i realize I don't want to lose Gerard and hurry on. Taking a sip of the hot coffee I grimace. "This stuff sucks." I tell Gerard, he nods, but keeps drink, and after a minute so do I. "You know, you really should try singing this time around." He gives me a doubting look but I keep going. "You've got a great voice, and lisey would love you longer than forever." He sips his drink for a minute, I wait patiently. "Ill think about it." He says quietly." I nod happily, refilling my cup with the sorry excuse for coffee.

[OpenTheDoor]

(Yeah, shameless plugging, eh? XD)

Ricky: "Hey!" I called to the guy by the coffee machine, "You were with Tori earlier, weren't you?" I looked at him then to the guy behind him, "Sorry, I'm Ricky, the bassist," I smiled. I took out a cup and pressed it into the machine, "I just need to ask, how was she acting earlier?" I sipped at the coffee and grimaced slightly, "This is disgusting," I screwed up my face and leant against the wall, deciding whether I really needed the caffeine.

[KenzieJo]

(haha totally)

Jon: I choke down the rest of my coffee, deciding I should just go to the mad hat, or buy my own machine. I turn to the guy easily. "Im Jon, this is Gerard." I tell him easily. "She seemed alright. Just talked about trivial stuff mostly. Though she said something about a shake-up." I blink. "At the end she was a little upset about it, she didn't want to talk about it though." I lean against the counter, glancing ar Gerard who seems lost. "But she wasn't alright. was she?"

[OpenTheDoor]

Ricky: "Unfortunately no," I sighed, "I just found out what the 'shake-up' was," I put air-quotes around that word, "She's in the park around back now, clearing her mind and stuff... Shame, we kinda need her to be on top-form for playing tonight..." I sighed, thinking about what she does when she's alone and miserable, but then again she have checked her pockets for blades and sharp objects that she could use, damn she was too talented for that, "Thanks," I smiled, "And hi to Gerard," I nodded at him.

[flaggirl3]

Curtis: "All right." I grabbed a paint brush. I started opening the can of paint.

Ricky: I draped the plastic sheet over the equipment. Then I dipped my paint brush in the paint when Curtis had the can open.

Tiff: I dipped my paint brush in, too, and threw the paint across the room, splattering the wall. After a while we were all screaming and tossing the paint across the room. I squealed as Ricky hurled paint toward me. It was a good thing the paint was one-hundred percent washable.

[KenzieJo]

Gerard: I wave a bit, not making eye contact. "Im gonna go." I mumble to Jon, he nods filling up his cup again. His addiction was horrible, but it made him Jon."Think about what I said." He tells me, I nod leaving with another curt wave to Ricky, pulling out a Hellboy Comic from my back pocket I try to find my way outside, but become lost. Once I find a door marked exit I walk out, seeing Im on the opther side of the building. I spot the girl, Tori, and frown, not knowing what to do.

Jon: "Anytime. I hope she's alright. She seemed sweet." I tell him, making a face into the coffee. "This stuff is God awful. whoever brews this crap doesn't know anything about a good cup of coffee." I tell him, but down it quickly, "I'll set up my own machine later I think."

[KenzieJo]

Lisey: I hear screaming coming from one of the buildings, and raise a brow at Adam. He gets up and a follow him. We reach the door and he knocks lightly, but no answer, only more screaming He opens it up pushing the top half of his body in the door, he yells, making me jump back as he stumbles from the door, splashes of paint are covering half his body and I laugh loudly at his. "Green is not your color hun." I tell him while he scowls, bet now he wishes he had put another shirt in.

[OpenTheDoor]

Ricky: "Good, when you do call me," I laughed lightly, "I guess we could always stage a protest on stage demanding half-decent coffee," I suggested, half-serious. I looked at him and smiled, "Yeah, Tori is sweet, not a bad bone in her body that girl..." I sighed, thinking back to her.

Tori: I looked up the clouds, sighing. My face was still wet from the tears, but the heaven's were just opening, sending a sudden shower down out there. The tree gave me a bit of cover, but I still was getting wet, not that I cared anymore. I looked at my wrists, blood seeping to the surface; man, if the guys saw me. I sighed and started to sing 'Faded', the song I wrote for my mother on her death-bed... I guess I should have told Ricky the whole truth, not the news I got a month back. The truth was my mother had past... The song stay strong by me, I really needed to talk to Jake, h knew, he was my big brother, he's meant to help me. The rain was now thick and heavy, but I was too lost in song.

[KenzieJo]

Gerard: "Shit." I mumble as the rain begins pouring, I hide my comic in my jacket trying to protect it. I try to go back inside but the door locked behind me. The only other cover was the tree. I quickly make my way over. "I'm sorry, theres just no other cover and I couldn't get back in." I tell her as I walk up, not really looking at her. I then realizing she's singing. I glance at her quickly, a lump forms in my throat when I see her writst. "Oh shit." I hiss, "Are you alright?" I ask in a hushed voice.

Jon: "Ill be sure to do that." I though of my metal monster of a coffee maker in the van, along with the about ten bags off special order coffee beans along with it. "Its the best coffee in Seattle." I say absently, remembering how the club owner had given it to me as a gift before we left. I turn back to him "She reminds me a bit of a friend." I say to him, thinking again back to Seattle and my best friend Whit. Its then I realize how homesick Ive become.

[OpenTheDoor]

Tori: I looked at him then rolled down my sleeve, "Yeah, I'm fine," my voice was a bit shaky. I looked back out to the sky, thinking about what my mother told me when I was young when our old dog, Ben died. About the fact that he never really left, the fact that he was still here, in my heart. Her voice spoke inside of me, sending me tearful again, I pulled my legs in and hugged them, not caring that they were not caked in mud. Tucking my head in, my forehead resting onto my knees, letting the tears roll into my lap, no caring that the guy was still there.

Ricky: "Oh right," I nodded, "What's she like?" maybe I could get a view on what he thinks of Tori? I mean, see if he liked her... "And you're from Seattle? Cool, we're from Maryland."

[KenzieJo]

Jon: I smile. "Her name is Whit, she was about five feet of pure energy. We'd been through a lot, both got emancipated when she was 16 and me 17. lived in the crappy apartment while going to school and working at this little coffee shop." Its where both our addictions started, but it saved us money, I smiled at the memory. "Smart and funny she was a bit closed off, not a good childhood you know? But once you got her to crack a smile it was like you won the lottery. Best friend I could ask for." I throw my little cup away, unable to stand the smell of it anymore.

Gerard: I stand a little awkward, not knowing what to do. I couch down balancing carefully and pull out a cloth handkerchief from my pocket. "Here." I mumble, trying to be some kind of comfort a give a concerned smile.

[OpenTheDoor]

Ricky: "Exactly like Tor then," I smiled, "Down to a tee," I stirred the coffee and downed it, "Arg... I'll be first to use the new coffee machine then," I happily put the cup down, wiping my mouth; at least I was a bit preppier. "So, I guess I'll see you later then," I nodded and started to walk away, starting to hum 'Hummingbird', the perfect humming song; that's why we called it that.

Tori: "Thanks," I murmur, taking the handkerchief, but still with a frown on my face, "You didn't have to do anything y'know? This isn't anything to do with you. It's not like I'm important to anyone anyway..." I returned to looking out at the thick grey cloud, much like I felt; grey, low and closed up.

[KenzieJo]

Gerard: I frown. "Don't say that." My voice is soft, "Its not right to leave somone crying and bleeding, whether you know them or not. You seem like a nice person And your friend seemed really worried about you." I tell her, looking at the ground infront of us. "Everyone has got someone who cares about them." I mumble having learned that long ago from Lisay.

Jon: I give a wave, following him out but going the oppasite way, to our room. I pick up my phone outside the door, deciding to call Whit.

[OpenTheDoor]

Tori: "Well, I haven't, not anymore," I sighed, standing up and looking out at the rain pouring down, thunder began to rumble, "I guess I should have just cut deeper," I picked up the blood-stained blade and looked at it, my mouth zipped close, just looking at it, not particularly proud of it. I leant against the tree and began to sing the song again, the real version, not the one that I sang infront of the cameras, the one that I'd be singing at my mother's funeral.

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