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Storyline~

IF YOU ARE NEW TO THE SCHOOL:

You look around nervously. You didn't know a single face at this new school of yours. This school, called Seiyo Academy, was new to you, and you just barely knew your way around. Stumbling around in the ocean of students, you finally reach a door, and open it up without reading the classroom label. Surprised, you see some students that you've seen around the school, delicately holding some instruments. You ask them what they are doing, and they calmly explain to you how they've started a music club, but they need more members, or the club will be disbanded. You gladly join, even though you have little musical experience, in hopes to make friends. They hand you an instrument, and start to teach you how to play. Perhaps you will like it here, in the Seiyo Music Club.

IF YOU HAVE BEEN AT THE SCHOOL FOR A WHILE:

You sighed to yourself as you dragged your feet along with you in the hallways of the large school. Teachers were bugging you join a club. Even your own parents were telling you that you needed to do something after school! You groaned lightly to yourself, as you put your hand quietly on a doorknob of a small room, thinking it was your classroom. As you looked inside, you noticed there were students there, with instruments. You find out that those students were part of a club, the Seiyo Music Club, though it was about to be disbanded because of lack of many members. You joined the club. Perhaps destiny had just brought you here?

Rules~

• You are allowed to have crushes, boyfriends, and girlfriends, but please do not take it too far. You know when it's time to use 'Fades to black', and I would greatly appreciate it if you did.
• Please do not ignore some people on the roleplay. If you notice that somebody's characters are not interacting with others, then have your characters talk to (put 'Tsukiyo no violinist' on the top of your skelly if you read the rules) that person's characters! It's not fun when all you do on a roleplay is say 'Sighs boredly. Looks out window. Sighs again'. 
• Keep your genders even. One boy for every girl and one girl for every boy. 
• Have at least three sentences per post, and use CORRECT GRAMMAR AND SPELLING.   Or... At least try to. 
• ANIME/MANGA-STYLED PICTURES ONLY. If you can't find a decent picture, then please type your character's looks, with details. 
• ABSOLUTELY NO MAGIC PEOPLE! No immortals, no witches, NONE! This is a MORTAL roleplay, ya hear! *Shakes fist angrily* 

Name: Ciel Michaelis

Gender: Male

Age (Around 15-18 please. 19 or 20 year olds do NOT go to high school!): 17 years old

Crush: None

Boyfriend/Girlfriend: None

How musically experienced are you?: "My life is very musically inclined. I've been playing the violin ever since I was three years old."

What instrument do you play?: "The violin, both acoustic and electric."

Other: None

Looks: 

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Name: Corvina Myrrth

Gender: Female

Age (Around 15-17 please. 19 or 20 year olds do NOT go to high school!): 16 years old

Crush: None

Boyfriend/Girlfriend: None

How musically experienced are you?: "I have no musical experience at all! ... Unless you consider dancing to music 'experience'."

What instrument do you play?: "I am learning how to play the bass guitar."

Other: None

Looks: 

S:: I'm a- 

C:: 'Tsukiyo no violinist'!

S:: No... A gummybear.

Name: Rylee Anderson

Gender: Female

Age: 15

Crush: No one

Boyfriend/Girlfriend: "I am single..."

How musically experienced are you?: "I've been playing since I was eight."

What instrument do you play?: "I can play a cello but I prefer playing my flute."

Other:

Looks:  ( Ain't she cute? )

Name: Brian Nicholas

Gender: Male

Age: 18

Crush: No one

Boyfriend/Girlfriend: "I don't have a girlfriend yet."

How musically experienced are you?: "I started playing a week ago."

What instrument do you play?: "An elbow... I mean oboe!"

Other:

Looks:

Skelly  'Tsukiyo no violinist'

Name: Desiree || Cain

Gender: Girl || Guy

Age: 17 years

How musically experienced are you?: I've been playing the piano for 10 years and I love to sing. || I haven't played for very long. My brother got me into it a month ago.

What instrument do you play?: Percussion || Saxophone & Trumpet

Looks:

'Tsukiyo no violinist'

Name:

Abigale Reed / Charles Elliot Blair 

Gender:

Female / Male

Age:

17 / 17

Crush: 

None / Nope

Boyfriend/Girlfriend:

Once again no / Heck no...

 How musically experienced are you?:

Fairly experance, Piano, Clarinet, and a bit of guitar / Piano, Guitar, and violin

What instrument do you play?: 

Just said up there / Look up there...

Other:

Nope / Nah

Looks: 

This time...please don't use the guy pic..the girl is fine cus its easily found on the computer, but the one is not

You are all accepted. c: Thank you for joining! 

DATE: September 17, 2011. 

TIME: 7:30 AM (Start of school)

Ciel: He walked in the large hallways of the wealthy school, his two violin cases strung across around both arms, using a strap, and his heavy bookbag dragging along the floor in his hands. His eyes appeared to be focused on the ground, slightly clouded with thought. Dark blue-looking black strands of hair fell over his eyes, as his head was bowed down, not looking straight ahead. He knew he had music club straight in the morning, but he couldn't get to the classroom through the giant ocean of bustling students.

Corvina: She skipped in the hallway, humming lightly to herself. A smile was curled around her lips as she turned her head, searching for the music room. She had just transferred to Seiyo Academy not too long ago, but she already felt like she had lived there all her life. She lightly tapped her fingers on the case of her bass guitar, which she wore strapped to her back, like she had seen the superstars on the posters in her room wear them. She quickly spotted the wooden door of the music room, and walked inside cheerfully. 

(( Gaah, sorry. Messed up on the date. The seventeenth is a Saturday! Haha, okay, here's the new date: DATE: September 17, 2011 TIME: 7:35 AM ))

Rylee's fingers were fidgeting with anticipation. Her flute was in the case which was in her hand. Her bright purple bookbag was neatly placed on her shoulders. Her head was high, almost proudly. Her hair was swinging as she walked, her bangs almost getting her eyes. She smiled eventhough other students pushed past her, bumping shoulders. Her eyes seemed to sparkle in happiness and joy as she remembered her music club. She could hear her flute singing to her, calling her to play it. She was so close but so far from her class...

Brian was walking slowly. He got bumped into and sometimes he'd stumble backwards or he'd just keep walking. He was looking at the cieling, seemingly lost in thought. His hands were in his pockets and  his feet dragged along. His oboe was in its case which was hidden in his bookbag. He lowered his head and looked at the door with a label that said 'Music Club Room'. He hesistated opening it.

Corvina: She put her instrument softly on a chair, then skipped to the door to see if anybody else was there yet. She opened the door without knowing Brian was standing right at it, and hit him straight in the face with it. She lightly jumped back with surprise, her eyes wide. Her hands were at her mouth. "I'm so, so sorry! i didn't know you were there! I promise, I didn't do it on purpose!" She spoke quickly, her words blending together.

Ciel: He finally reached the music room, to see Corvina and Brian standing at the door. He blinked at Corvina. "What're you fussing about?" he asked casually, though not really caring, and he simply walked into the room, both instrument cases lightly thumping him on the back as he took each step. He sat down in one of the many chairs in the room, to wait for other people. 

Brian's sighed and almost opened it when it opened by itself. He was hit in the face before he had time to react. His eyes closed on reflex. He backed up and slightly bent over, his hands automatically covering his face. He groaned in pain and cursed under his breath. He heard the words of a girl speaking quickly but he discarded them. They weren't very important to him at the moment. He also heard another voice but discarded it.

Rylee walked to the girl's bathroom. She wanted to wash her hands before touching her intrument. It was something her mother said was a good thing to do. She stood in front of the sink, getting water on her hands, applying soap, lathering, then rinsing. She repeated and got a paper towel, drying off her hands. She began to walk to her class.

Corvina: Her eyes were beginning to water. She truly felt bad for smashing up Brian's face with the door. "I'm so, so, so, so sorry!" she apologized repeatedly. "I honestly didn't see you there! What can I do to make it up? I'll buy your lunch for you, or something like that!" Her eyes were wide, and full of sincerity. She held her hands close to her mouth, both curled up with the fingers touching each other. 

Ciel: He sighed, waiting for other people. He tapped his fingers against the cases of his instruments. It wasn't exactly the best day he had had. It started off with him waking up late, so he had to skip breakfast. Then, he missed the bus, so he had to walk to school, but he realized he forgot to do his homework, but it was too late to do it. Then, he walked into the school, and some crazy, overly-hyper girl was apologizing like she was mad, and it all ended up to him, being alone in the music room. He rolled his eyes. Fun, fun, fun. 

Brian mumbled something under his breath. "Its... Its fine." He said softly. He put his left hand down and kept his right one on his nose. He looked at her, angered. He began to walk off, not really sure where he was going.

Rylee walked down the halls with freshly washed hands. She hummed softly in excitment. She was smiling softly, her hair bouncing and swinging as she walked. She saw a girl standing at the door, looking at the point of crying and a guy walking away, a hand over his nose. She stopped and tilted her head.

Corvina: She frowned to herself, and tries to make the tears in her eyes go away. "I'm so, so, sorry!" she called after Brian, but didn't go after him. Glumly, she walked inside of the music club room, and took a seat, next to her bass guitar case. "I feel so terrible," she groaned to herself. 

Ciel: He raised an eyebrow at Corvina, but resumed to wait for everybody else. He tapped his foot against the ground in a solid rhythm as he waited. He saw Rylee through the open door. "Are you coming or what?" he called to her casually. 

Brian growled to himself and began to walk to the bathroom, deciding whether to go to the nurse. He looked at his nose in the mirror and groaned. It was redish purple. He disguisted himself and covered his nose again. He sighed and groaned. It still hurt...

Rylee was still looking behind Brian eventhough he was out of sight. She looked at Ciel and looked curiously at the girl who looked about at crying point. She nodded and sat down somewhat near Ciel. She put her bag down beside her chair and got out her flute, gently cleaning it off.

Desiree

I smiled softly as I took out my drumsticks and iPhone from my gym bag. I went into the instrument storage room and took out a snare drum and the stand. I was one of the first people in here. Which was a good thing on my part. The room gets real noisy when everyone was here, even if there wasn't very many people. After I was done setting up, I put in the earplugs of my iPhone and started hitting the drums swiftly, matching what I was hearing in my head. I was nodding my head to the rhythm, my sandy bangs bouncing softly up and down.

Cain

I continued to set my saxophone, ignoring the scene that happened at the door. I sighed as I finished and tightened the neck piece. This thing takes way to long to set up. Then I took out my sheet music. I placed the mouth piece between my teeth and closed my mouth. As I started playing, my saxophone kept squeaking and wouldn't make the right high notes. Now annoyed, I took off the mouth piece and undid the reed.

Ciel: "Well, then, let's just start without everybody. Did you guys practice your instruments this week?" His eyes looked dull, as if he didn't really care. He looked at the two girls curiously, waiting for their responses. His foot was still tapping against the ground.

Corvina: "Ooh, ooh! I did!" She held up her hand, her fingers positioned as if she were playing a chord on her bass. "This is a G chord..." She moved her fingers. "This is an F chord..." She moved her fingers once again. 

Ciel: He did a face-palm. "Those were a C chord, and an A minor chord..."

Rylee sat up straight, professional like. She looked around the room then at Ciel. She practiced everyday because her mother made her. It wasn't like it was a bother to practice, she actually liked too. "I did also." She said softly, continuing to clean her flute.

Brian was finding the nurse. His hand was still over his nose. It felt like someone was punching it. He tried to breathe through his mouth.

Ciel: "Alright, then..." He took off both of his cases, and set them on the floor. He opened them, revealing two violins, one acoustic and one electric. He took out the acoustic one, and plucked the strings softly, then took out the bow.

Corvina: She took out her bass guitar, and hooked it up to an amplifier. She smiled, and played a few chords. She smiled at how much her sound had improved. She swung her feet happily, and played a few other chords. 

Rylee looked at them and held her flute to her lips. She kept her lips pierced. She held it to the side, like it was meant to be held. She pressed her fingers on a couple of the holes, leaving one open. The blew into the flute and a short note came out. It crisp and precise. She lowered her flute. She put her flute in her lap and reached in her book bag. She got out a folder which had a piece of sheet music she was practicing at home. She almost had the piece mastered.

Ciel: He played a few graceful notes on his violin, allowing the bow to glide smoothly on the strings. He stopped, noticing one of the strings was slightly off tune, and turned the knob of the string carefully. He plucked the string again, to see if it was still out of tune. It was alright, so he dug around in his bookbag for his binder, where he kept all of his music. 

Corvina: She continued practicing her chords, smiling at each one. They were all slightly off tune, since she was new to the bass, but they weren't bad. She looked at the others happily. 

Rylee listened to the others, her flute still in her lap. She remembered something and stood up, putting her folder in the chair followed by her flute. She walked over to the corner of the room and got a music stand. She looked at the other two. "Would you like one?" She asked, referring to the music stands.