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Adventures of a Musician [Sort of a Life RP]


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stein here, ready to rp sir

 

Name: Anthony Melora

Age: 20

Gender: male

Appearance: tall around 6 ft 2 inches, brown eyes, black hair

Instrument: Violin

Solo or Band: Solo

Bio: he's a child prodigy, while he has been playing for 17 years his father always wants him practicing to become perfect, he wishes to get out and see the world beyond his genere of music, but he continues to obey his orders

What kind of music do you play?: Classical, and some custom music

 

if need be changed let me know

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stein here' date=' ready to rp sir

 

Name: Anthony Melora

Age: 20

Gender: male

Appearance: tall around 6 ft 2 inches, brown eyes, black hair

Instrument: Violin

Solo or Band: Solo

Bio: he's a child prodigy, while he has been playing for 17 years his father always wants him practicing to become perfect, he wishes to get out and see the world beyond his genere of music, but he continues to obey his orders

What kind of music do you play?: Classical, and some custom music

 

if need be changed let me know

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OOC: Accepted.

 

Michael: He kept walking towards the restaurant, with his guitar. He began thinking of what his next song should be. Also, where he should have his next gig. He wanted to suggest some things to his manager.

 

 

OOC: I control your managers. Well, manager. You all have the same one.

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OOC: Wait, in your app, Alex, you said your char was Male? I'm confused.

 

Michael: He sat down at the restaurant and ordered. His cell phone rang. "Hello?"

 

Lenny: "Hey! You're doing GREAT business! All of my clients are! I have gigs for all of my clients for the rest of the week!"

 

Michael: "Great!"

 

Lenny: "You, Ryan and Roze, Jingo, Raven, and Anthony and Britteny are doing the best, if you must know."

 

Michael: "Awesome! Who are they?"

 

Lenny: "Other musicians. You've never met them?"

 

Michael: "No. One of them knew my name...."

 

Lenny: "I told the others about this too. Anyway, I have plenty of other cases to deal with. See ya!"

 

Michael: "See ya." Just then, Michael got an email. They were the directions to his gig.

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OOC: Alright. Accepted. We are on the plot "Breaking the Contract" currently.

 

Michael: It was about the time of his gig, and it was a festival, but it was a festival in a retirement home parking lot. He called his manager while behind the stage "What is this?"

 

Lenny: "Hey! Is there something wrong?"

 

Michael: "Yeah there is! I play with the amp volume at 11, and their hearing aids break!"

 

Lenny: "I'm just trying to get you to appeal to all kinds of people. With your talent, those old hags will rock!"

 

Michael: "Yeah they will! Rock in their rocking chairs asleep!"

 

Lenny: "Just do the show." He hangs up.

 

Michael: "Oh boy..........." He gets up on stage, sets up, and plays Cliffs of Dover.

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Michael: After Michael's song had finished, he went to his manager's office. He barged in, slightly angry "Alright, exactly what happened?"

 

Lenny: "What? I gave you a gig, and it paid. Is there more you need?"

 

Michael: "Well," He pulls some stuff out of his pocket "is 'pay' to you a piece of lint, a pudding cup, and a gold tooth to you?"

 

Lenny: "Oooh, a pudding cup. Alright, what is it you want?"

 

Michael: "A bit of a younger audiance, is there something wrong with that?"

 

Lenny: "I was just trying to shake things up. I gave you some regular gigs for the rest of the week."

 

Michael: "Alright. Good, that's all I'm asking for. I can't make a career of 82 year olds. Rock is energy, alright?"

 

Lenny: "Alright. I'm a different kind of manager, so expect suprises. You get a paycheck from me every gig anyway."

 

Michael: "Really?"

 

Lenny: "Oh, yeah. It should be in the mail by tomorrow."

 

Michael: "Thanks!"

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Michael: He exitted the large, corporal like building. It felt strange, but it wasn't that tall. On the elevator, it said there was over 85 floors. However, the building is small in height. There couldn't have been more than 3 floors. It puzzled him greatly. He began walking home to find his check in the mail. "Yeah, that's what I'm talking about." He heads back to the restaurant. He calls Lenny. "Hey, I have some ideas for my next guest band."

 

Lenny: "Guest band? What are you talking about?"

 

Michael: "Sometimes I have bands come to my gigs, and we play one of their songs. It's what normally keeps people coming to our gigs."

 

Lenny: "I'll think about it. Let's talk about this another time, I've got another client to talk with."

 

Michael: "Alright. We'll talk about it later."

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Lenny: He called his next client, Zack, on his cell phone with an evil grin. He had many clients, it's amazing how he's able to handle them all. It's also strange how he has so many.

 

OOC: We are all his clients, we share the same manager, as well as hundreds of others.

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