Oh wow!! Look at all the applicants/victims!!
Thanks for applying guys!! And if you know some good RPers looking for a great RP, please direct elsewhere. No, um, send them here please!!

Oh! And welcome aboard everybody!!!! s all of you.

Is there a spot left on the band? Do you guys need a pianist or just basically a band member?

DEE

OMG OMG OMG Yusraaaa!! -Madtackleglomp-
Ooooh, I don't think we have a pianist. I have to ask Nicole, though! I'll let you know!
You're good!
Just yeah, post a bio and the RP sample.
Aaaaand, since we're low on guys (in the band), do you mind your charrie being male, Yusrieee?

Okay Tristen, after careful consideration, Dee and I have decided that it's totally cool if you want to play keyboardist/pianist. Would do need an RP sample though and a bio of course!

Uhhhh, Yeah!!! What she said!

woohoo!! thank you to :glompattack: And yes I'll play a guy And I'll post a bio and rp sample soonish!!

Thanks! Woohoo!! Now we only have to wait for everyone's bios and we're in the clear!!

General Facts:
Name: Bailey Vigier
Nickname(s): Bail, Lee, Marshmallow
Age: 17
Birthday: 16 December
Heritage: Pure Blood
P.O.B: Lyon, France
Currently: London, England

School Life:
House: Gryffindor
Year: 7th
Strongest Subject: Arithmancy
Patronus: Horse

Appearance:


Hair: Black
Eye Colour: Green
Build: Athletic
Height: 6'0

The Audition:
At the audition he played the song My Immortal by a muggle band called Evanescence and blew everyone away.

Character Personality:
Bailey is an extremely generous guy who likes to spent his money like water if his friends or anyone in general is in need. Despite his tough body and looks, he is very sweet and quite the emotional type and hence is nicknamed marshmallow by his best friends and band members. Even though he is in a band, he still takes the time out to secure the top notch marks in each subject and is a complete arithmancy geek! Numbers are his thang.

Shy at times but he is a rock-star on the stage where he is doing what he does best i.e jamming with the keyboard. He is a bit unaware of his talents and doesn't realize them unless someone make him see them. No wonder that his band mates had a hard time to make him believe that he can play the keyboard in a rock band since he was more of a grand pianist. He's always very nervy and panicky before performing and previously was suffering from stage fright but he is getting better day by day. So now you wonder why they choose him even though this guy has so many flaws? Well you must have heard doing magic with a wand but doing it with a keyboard? Yeah, he is that good.

Character Background:
Born to a British mother and French father, Bailey is the youngest in the family. His father is a very very rich french wizard who married his mother out of kindness. He is very controlling, overpowering and pompous. Whilst his poor mother just simply nods her head to all his commands. His elder brother is very much influenced by their father and is his carbon copy, proud arrogant and egoistic. At the same time Bailey is a lot like his mother, soft spoken, sweet and down to earth.

His father and grand father are very strict and doesn't want Bailey to mingle with the lower class or muggle borns at school but that doesn't mean he'll obey what ever they say. They hate the fact that how much he loves music and have strictly prohibited him from pursuing a career in that field.

At the start of each term, they stuff his trunk with galleons without asking, hoping that he will show it off or make others feel inferior but seeing how Bailey is, the money ends up in the hands of students from first year to the last. All in all, he's completely despised and shunned by his family except his mother.

Extra Tidbit: Everyone in his family ended up in Slytherin except him and this makes them hate him even more.


RP Sample:




OOC: I wasn't sure which one to use

Wow, Fabulous profile Tristen!

Not much longer untill we start!

Yay! I can't wait to start.
One question: This is set how long after the auditions?

A month, that way the group has had time to get to know one another and figure things out.

okay. Thanks

Hey! Um, I've been meaning to say this before, but I keep forgetting.

Filipa and Harron Peasley, I was wondering if one of you would mind playing a guy instead, seeing as there is only one guy in the band at the moment.
But, just wait untill we get the last bio in, because I'm still not sure if that person is going to play a guy or girl.

There's one more band member who's Bio we need and once we get that, we can start! *CoughRuthieCough*

I'll change to a guy, if you want. I can edit my bio for you, just say when

Thanks Harron! I'll let you know an a bit, (You don't mind me calling you that do you?) right now, I'm going to PM the other Band member see what's up.

Aack! Sorry, I'm a horrible horrible person who keeps getting busy and forgetting to finish her band profile! Grrr *slaps myself*. Anyway! Here it is:

Name: Owen McMichaels
Age: 17
DOB: March 18th
Year: 7th
House: Gryffindor
Blood: Half-Blood
Position in the Band: Drummer
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Dark Brown, usually concealed in a beanie
Height: 6'


Picture:


Personality:
Owen is a bit of a quiet goof. He loves being around his friends and extended family, always making jokes or having a good time when he's around the people he likes best. When he's in large situations or in crowds, he tends to be a bit more reserved and quiet, he can get rather thoughtful. He has a slightly short temper, and it can go off at random moments, especially when someone has offended him or someone he likes. He's very protective of his friends and family.

Family:
Father - Peter McMichaels
Mother - Rachel McMichaels (deceased)
Cousin - Cameron White

Family Life:
Owen's mother died when he was four years old, and he doesn't really remember much of her. Just that she was madly in love with his father (for reasons unexplainable to Owen). He was left with his father who tries his best to take care of him, provides him with a large flat that they share in central London and a huge amount of expensive things, but Owen doesn't really like his father. Actually, he detests him. He's bitter for the fact that his father is a bit of a bachelor and is always dating a new bimbo. Though he makes a good income and gives Owen whatever he wants, they've never actually known each other and basically stay on opposite ends of the flat.
He is, however, very close to his cousin Cam. They've been best friends since they were toddlers and he's the only family member Owen can really stand.

Musical Record:
Owen has been playing drums for the past ten years of his life, practicing nearly everyday and drum sticks can be seen sticking out of his back pocket at any time of day. He's wanted to be in a band for a while now, and now that he's gotten in to one, loves it greatly.

Usually Spotted:
Rattling his drumsticks on some hard surface.

Awesome!!!
We're all set then! We'll be starting up really soon guys! Hang in there!
I've just gotta go over the details with Gryffindoll/Dee and We'll be ready to go!!

Oh! And Great Bio Ruthie!!

nicole!hey can i join?

Toni!! Of course you can!! Just post a bio and you're in .

Well folks! The time has come! I'm going to start the RP!!!!

Lucy Charrington was quietly standing in one of those long, dark corridors that are so abundent in Hogwarts, she was patiantly awaiting the arrival of her freinds and bandmates and was braiding a long leather strip without the slightest idea of what to do with it. "What is keeping those guys?" Lucy asked herself, peering around the corner and bouncing about to keep her blood flowing.

Owen McMichaels bounced down the darkened corridor in the search of Lucy and the other band members, having promised to meet everyone five minutes ago. He turned the corner to see Lucy bouncing on her toes anxiously, and a smile broke onto his face. He snuck up behind her and tapped her shoulder gently, "Hey Luce!" he said suddenly in the hopes of surprising the girl.

Bailey, who was still in the grip of a very bad cold gave a momentary look in the mirror and frowned, the tip of his nose was red and eyes were watery. Shaking his head sadly, he jumped out of the Gryffindor common room portrait hole and made his way towards the usual crowded corridors of the school. Lots had changed in the past few months, Grandfather died, got excellent grades and most importantly he ended up in a rock band! This was quite absurd at first but the band quickly become his topmost priority. Sneezing his way through the whole corridor, Bailey's legs came to a halt when he caught a glimpse of Lucy and Owen. Slipping his hands in pockets, he smiled at her and creeping behind her carefully, he planted a kiss on her cheek, "Morning!" He said in his rough and nasally voice, mind you, his voice wasn't like this always. "O,man how was the drumming session last night?" He said, giving him a one hand hug.

"Hey McMicheals," Lucy said, a little startled, still keeping her cool (although she did jump a bit when he tapped her). Lucy smiled and winked at the as a greeting and handed him the fully braided leather strap, while she re-adjusted her skullcap, so that her bangs were showing properly.
"You totally scared me! What are you trying to do? Kill me?" Lucy asked, her eye's widening at her last statment.

But Lucy's surprise was re-directed as Bailey arrived on the scene and gave her a smack on the cheek. The Ravenclaw giggled at the display of faux affection and leaned herself against the cool stone wall. The Ravenclaw girl hadn't known ether boy very well before they joined her band and was dissapointed that she hadn't paid them more attention sooner, they were both great guys and Lucy felt completely comfortable and at ease with the both of them.

"Howdy pal, What's shaking?" Lucy asked, smiling brightly between the two boys. "But, more importantly, how are you feeling? Because you sound terrible, " Lucy added, not even a second later.

Name: Nobara Reira (Higanbana) Black.
Age: 17
D.O.B:September 23rd
P.O.B:Gion district- Kyoto, Japan
Year: Seventh.
House: Ravenclaw.
Heritage: Pureblood.
Family: Most of Nobara's family died when she was a baby, both of her parents, and she is now being raised by her aunt.

Personality: Nobara is cold and distant with people she doesn't know or like and is fiercely loyal to her friends. She hates bullies and is especially protective of the first year students. The young woman dislikes being around alot of people and is well known for her introverted ways. She is also known for her skewed sense of humor , by those that truly know her anyways.

Best Friend: Lucy Charrington.

Occupation: Costume Designer(so she doesn't have to deal with all the people and crazed fans)/Hair and Makeup Artist/Lucy's Bodyguard/Student.

Appearence.
Hair: Black as Ebony.
Eye's: Dark Purple.
Complexion: Fair.
Height: 5'7.
Weight:approx. 120



Nobara, while strolling through the corridor happened upon the trio.She coldly interjected with "I would watch my lips if I were you Bailey".She said so with a playful smirk.Then turning to Lucy she said "How are you Luca my dearest? Shall I punish him for you?" with a soft chuckle.

Awaking to the sun shining through the window of her dormitory in the Ravenclaw common room, Coralee yanked her cover over her face and groaned. She was not and never would be, a morning person. Finally, giving up on the attempt of actually falling back to sleep, she got herself ready for the day ahead. Makeup? Check. Unbrushed shoulder length blonde hair? Check. School uniform? Uhhhh. Removing her pj's and placing on her school uniform, which was always creased, she looked at herself in the mirror. Coralee crinkled her nose up at the sight, and turned swiftly from the mirror.

With an incredibly loud yawn, which caused some unsuspecting first years to jump, Coralee made her way down the staircase slowly, and somehow floated made her way out of the Ravenclaw common room. Now, to be completely honest, Coralee was NOT a people person. Didn't even come close. But sometimes lack of sleep caused her to react differently. Stumbling upon Lucy, Owen and Bailey, who she hadn't even really met before, Coralee yawned loudly.. again. "Hi," she said, with a rather dismissive wave.

Tony lay with his eyes open on his bed in the Slytherin Dormitory. He was thinking about the dream he had had. The one in which he was promoted best quidditch player of all time, minister for magic and an excellent auror. Grinning slightly, knowing that those things never happen at the same time and most importantly not to him, he started to rub his eyes and yawned.

After a few moments of lying on bed like this, Tony thought it was time to get up and meet his friends downstairs....well , upstairs since his common room was already in the dungeons. He sat upright and turned his legs to the side of the bed and hang his legs over it. He quickly scanned the room trying to find his clothes which he hadn't put back in his case the other night, but found that they were all neatly folded nearby. Must be the house-elves. Tony stood up and grabbed his uniform and puts it on making sure the Slytherin badge was shining. Oh yes he has Slytherin pride. He didn't bother doing something about his hair because he liked the out-of-bed look so he grabbed his wand and started to walk towards the stone wall.

Walking through the wall , he silently and almost unhearable moved up the dungeon stairs and walked towards the corridor they had planned to meet. When he turned a corner in the castle, Tony heard talking close by and as he turned another corner he saw his friends talking to each other. Tony smirked a bit when he got closer and said a "Yo" to the group of people, not really wanting to say "yo" to every person because he was just lazy like that. "so, what's up?"

Folding his arms across his chest, Bailey placed his index finger on his lips thinking about what was shaking? He wasn't used to this type of urban language to be honest and found it rather funny since they never talked like this at his home, "Nothing's shaking, why do you ask?" He said dumbly and coughed, his whole throat was so dry, making it so difficult to talk. "Thanks for asking, I'm feeling a bit better now since I did take the school nurse's medicine which was ...not very tasteful." The potion she gave him was so bad and it did more damaged to his taste buds than healing his sore throat.

Bailey leaned on a stonewall and placed his hands on the back of his head. He was wearing his usual favorite hat but this time in the color black. He had a whole stock of these hats with various different colors in case he needed them which was like everyday. Seeing that these hats were his favorite, his father was bound to hate them and one day he was definitely going to chuck them in the fireplace. Moving his eyes to the right, Bailey chuckled at Nobara's comment, "Really? Well that is something I should be saying to you. So watch your lips, you never know.." He raised his eyebrows and smirked, his voice was getting hoarser by the minute. Maybe he should just keep his mouth shut. But that wasn't possible since their friends and band-mates were pouring in from all the directions.

Letting his hands fall to his sides, Bailey sighed, "Hel--lo, you're---just--intime." He gulped and looked around hoping to catch a glance of someone with water, his throat was killing him. Not able to find anyone with water, Bailey took out his wand and pointed it in the direction of his mouth and chanted, 'Aguamenti' A jet of clear water shot in his direction. However, a little of it reached his mouth while the the rest of water soaked his upper half. Putting his wand back in his pockets, Bailey took off his hat and jerked his wet hair, little droplets of water spurted around.

Smiling sheepishly at the gang, Bailey almost jumped as the next person joined them. Cocking his head to the side, he grinned at Tony, "Yo? Tony I never expected YOU to say that." He said, smacking hands with Tony. Bailey was really close friends with Tony and even though they were almost opposite of each other, they were still really great friends or more like best friends. "Just so you know, I hate you for putting that dungbomb in my bag last night." He chuckled, punching him in the stomach lightly.