forum "Let Music Drown the World Out." (3/4) (Open!) (MATURE) (Band Rp, Stalkers receive cookies!)

Started February 05, 2021 by @Vuclan-is-tired

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Finished my form :D

I love all of them so much-

Jules is very shy,,, but has a breaking point when it comes to the beatles, as is seen in one of his quotes :D

I love how Dai is practically 1/2 or a foot taller than everyone else-Like- I'm wheezing oh my god

But is he stronk?
I need to know?
Because Jules could probably lift up someone (He get's forced into working out with his roommate and brother)

He's very stronk. He hauls around his drums.

Yeah Jules probably can't compete with that, drums are h e a v y
I think
idk, I just sing

Drums are heavy, depending on the size of the kit.

Alright! I can put up a starter, just give me a moment.

Do we want to start when the band first forms, or when they're already a band?

Already a band works for me?

Same for me :D

same here :)

Sounds good! Let me finish something up real quick and get that starter up.

It was rainy that afternoon, the heavy droplets pattering against the concrete that Dai was currently running along. His shoes were already soaked, not to mention every other kind of clothing he was wearing. He had decided to walk to the studio today, and heaven forbid it started raining and he forgot his umbrella. He swore a bit to himself as he dashed through the rain. This morning it had been so sunny, not a cloud in the sky. He finally did make it to the studio, panting as he wrung out his clothes and hair before he entered the studio. It was lucky he had left his bags at the university, and his phone and wallet were waterproof. He made a mental note to have an umbrella on him at all times and to check the weather. Once he was sure he wouldn't drag too much water in, he enters the studio quietly. He was late, which wasn't like him at all, but it was only a few minutes late so he wasn't too worried. He enters the studio with their usual knock before entering. "Sorry I'm late!"

Somewhat soaked herself, Jo sat quietly among the others, tuning her guitar from the god awful temperature change in the evening. Even though the studio was warm Jo still shivered, cracking her neck and straightening up at the sound of the door opening and the wet footsteps of Dai entering.
"'Bout time you showed up, dummy". Her tone was teasing, still deep, hung with that sleepy tone that never lifted easily in the morning. "You want a towel?" Jo offered the towel at first before throwing it at him. "Take it, you're not getting a cold and getting me sick in turn". A rather bitchy way of saying she didn't want him to get sick and suffer.
Pushing the headphones off their ears, Jo zoned out as he got settled, tapping her foot the beat of the song she was listening to before.

Jules might have been the only dry one, not a spot of water on his large cashmere sweater. There was, however a spot of ink on his face from a pen he was chewing that had been chewed through without his noticing. It was a sure sign that he was writing another song.
He looked up when Dai came in, only then noticing his pen was messed up, tossing it into the trash after waving to the soaked member of their band. "You're late." He noted quietly, just as the man himself said the exact same thing.

Okie dokie! Here's the order!
@Bleu-is-tired
@CypticVillagerNoises
@The-Sun
@hide-your-love

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