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Jun 17, 2015 07:03PM
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Yes. A Mommy for Daddy's Princess
Guy A (24-28) is a single father and has a (2-4) daughter and is looking for a babysitter to watch her as he goes out on dates. Girl A (21-24) is the babysitter who starts to care for the child as she watches her and in the process all so falls in love with her father.
Learning About All Love
Guy A is an arrogant bad boy band member that believes he knows everything in love. But all he really knows is lust. Girl A is an innocent girl that soon comes along and proves him wrong.
I like both! for the first one what if we made that girl his daughters teacher, and made the father like bad ass involved in a lot of shitfor the second one what if the girl was the new band member ( either singer, drummer, guitar player)
We can do doubles then. Whelp, I don't have to worry about language. x)I like both your ideas. :) Where would you like to be the girl? Or do you want both? I can be both guys if you'd like.
oh sorry sometimes I forget not everyone blocks out the language. would you be okay with only doing one? I have trouble keeping doubles rps
That's fine. Which one would you prefer?
umm I guess the second one if thats good with you. and if I could be the girl?
Yeah. That's fine. I have a character ready.
sounds good so lets post our charries
Surrrrre. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Mason ran a guitar pick over his knuckles as he waited for the bands new bassist to appear. She was officially fifteen minutes late and he was getting a little pissed. Mase had ideas for song lyrics he wanted to write down but nothing to do it on. His phone was dead and all his things packed away. He had yet to unpack them. Mason looked at a clock hanging up on the wall of the hotel lobby he was sitting in. "Screw it." he said and stood up.
At that moment two girls braged into the lobby, one holding a case and the others hand clamped on the girls shoulder. "Wait Wait!" the girl in pink frilly clothes said " are you Mason Ambrose? We're so sorry we're late, my friend was going to audition but her car broke down. Its still on the highway too I just had to rush her over. Let her audition please, she's incredible"
Kenna glared at her friend Carly. She hated that her friend was begging. Kenna had no intention to come after her car broke down, she took it as a sign. Carly however took it as to rush over yank her in the car and whip her off to the audition. Kenna turned her attention to Mason, he was insanely handsome, more so in person. But he was a lady killer and everyone knew it, and Kenna didn't go for the players.
Mason crossed his arms and turned around. He assessed both the women for a moment and could the slight anger in the other girls eyes. The one that wasn't blinding him with bright pink clothing. The other one was good looking it the look in her eyes said it all. She wasn't gonna fall for him and would do everything in her power to keep it that way. His eyes strayed to her case and admired the fact she had her own bass. Most people didn't actually bring their personal instrument. "Fine." he rumbled. "Follow me." Mason said then turned on his heel and walking down to one of the conference where the rest if the band was. "She's here." Mason announced and held the door open for her.
Kenna kept her chin up and starred back at Mason refusing to squirm under his assessment. She turned her eyes away in a bored look and let out a breath. She knew the band was made up of all men and had never had a female in the group, but if she got the gig she'd get paid a lot more than what she as making, so it was worth a shot. Even though she wasn't as positive she would get it as Carly was. "thank you!" Carly said excitedly Kenna looked over at Carly when he told her to follow him Carly elbowed her in the gut. " Ow Carly geez" she said rubbing her abdomen. Carly gave her a pointed look and Kenna sighed "thanks" she mumbled under her breath and pulled at the sundress Carley had fitted her into. It was a bit short, but that was mostly because Kenna's legs were so much longer than Carly's. Kenna had wanted to wear jeans and a t-shirt but Carly demanded she looked nicer at least for the audition. She then followed after Mason into the next room, Carly waiting behind but giving Kenna a good luck pinch in the arm.
Mason walked into the room behind her and sat in one of the chairs, propping up his boot clad feet in the table. He wasn't going to do the talking, someone else could do that for him. He gave the drummer, Nick, a nudge and he took the lead. Nick cleared his throat and looked over at Kenna. "So, Kenna. What will you play for us?" he asked, sitting forward a little and resting his elbows on his knees. Everyone knew for her it was make or break on the first try. Slip-ups were slip-up and there would be no retries or restarts. None.
Mason sat back in chair, not really sure how this would turn out. They hadn't ever had a women in the band before and he wasn't sure if he wanted to share his personal space with her. She didn't seem nervous, just more unsure than anything. He crossed his arms and flipped his pick over his fingers as he waited.
Kenna opened her case and slung on her bass. It was old and beat up but she had made sure it was tuned well. She had saved up so much just to get her own bass, though she had had it for such a long time now. She looked up at the guys. " A combination of a few songs, and some riffs that I have put together. The tunes should be fairly recognizable." she said shrugging. She picked up her hair and brought it around her shoulder and looked down at her bass making sure it was correctly tuned. TO be honest Kenna wanted this gig, badly, she had been obsessed with this band for such a long time. Not because they were all attractive, but because their music was so solid. When she saw there was an opening Carly immediately signed her up, knowing that Kenna would have never taken the initiative to do it herself.
Mason nodded and watched and listened as she played. Mase glanced at the other and saw that they were talking amongst themselves. He tapped his pick against his knuckles with the beat and smiled softly. Despite his worries, this woman was talented and knew very well what she was doing. Mason watched her hands and then her face. He realized she seemed a little immersed in what she was doing. Mason had thought their last bassist was good and had basically mourned his leaving, not really open to the idea if the auditions. But now he was glad Andrew had left. They'd obviously needed a better bassist.
Kenna started playing, her hand moved over the instrument with ease as the music ran through her body. She got lost in her tune and could almost just close her eyes and play. She had been playing for such a long time and found her solace in playing. For her it wasn't about anyone else it was just her and her bass. Forgetting she was standing in front of these guys she continued playing with ease. What she ended up playing was one of the most difficult bass tunes she could get her hands on, she wanted to be able to show her skill, that she could play even the most difficult of rifts. This might have been her only chance she wasn't going to let it go without a fight.Her dress flowed slightly as her hips moved a little with the tunes she played, it wasn't something she took much notice in, just something her body did in response to playing. She wasn't like many female bassit players, she didn't go for the all black emo look, with long bangs, died hair or loose belts. She didn't make a huge efforts to jump up an down or over do her performance.
Mason watched fascinated as she played. He had never heard a woman play like that before and it was extraordinary. Mason shook his head in wonder as she subtly mixed in multiple rifts and made it into one smooth rift. He crossed his arms across his broad chest and looked around again. It was obvious his band mates were happy with her being in the band as well so Mason decided to tell her. In the most dramatic way he could think of. Mason stood, waving his hands in the cutoff motion. "Stop! Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop." he said in the middle of her performance. One of his band mates protested believing he was telling her no but Mason slid dagger in his direction and he shut up. He turned his gaze back on Kenna and watched her for a moment, seeing just the slightest bit of fear in her eyes at his reaction. It was clear she wanted to be in the band. Mason's mouth tipped up to one side in a half smile as he said, "You, my friend, are amazing. You're in." he announced to her and the rest of them.
Kenna played smoothly feeling her way through the song her eyes hooded as she strummed her bass. She almost forgot entirely where she was. That was until she heard yelling over her music to stop. Her eyes flashed open in shock and she cut off her music taken about by the abruptness. Then her eyes flared, how dare he stop her in the middle of her set like that? she wanted to snap at him and opened her mouth to do so when he cut her off before she could and told her she was in. Then her jaw draped completely, thats not what she had expected especially since he had cut her off from doing her full piece. "No shit your kidding...."she said looking at all the other band members. They didn't try to argue with Mason, so it was either a cruel joke or they were serious and she was actually in this band. She started to smile when she stopped and put her hand on her hip " This isn't just a 'lets get a chick in the band so we can try to bang her' thing? Cause if its just that Im not good with that" she said angrily in a huff. These guys were major players and if this was all a ploy to get her in the sac for a day then get another bassist player she had no intention of staying. But after she said that she heard and angry grunt from the next room Carly was probably ripshit that she said that to the guys.
Mason's eyes narrowed and the rest of them stilled. They knew they were seen as players and they were for the most part. "Believe it or not but we have some respect. We're not total assholes." he said to her, his blue eyes darkening with anger. Mason knew truth hurt and it did because he hated being called players. He hated when people pulled out stuff like that. It infuriated him to no end. "You're in. If you decide we aren't acceptable, speak with Nick." Mason told her, a muscle in his jaw twitching as he spun around and stalked out of the room, pulling out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter as he went. Nick sighed and rubbed his forehead, mumbling under his breath. He looked up at Kenna, staying quiet as he crossed his tattooed arms.
Kenna raised her eyebrows at the lead singer, looks like he was a little touchy around the subject. She put her hands up "woah im sorry guys I had to ask, I mean one of your main appeals is that you're all guys so I thought just auditioning was a stretch. " she said shifting " and I've had a lot of people hire me cause they think having a chick onstage to look at is hot. Which im not into, I do it for the music, nothing else" she said shifting her bass back. She walked up to the remaining guys " thanks, im in if your good with my playing" she said reaching her hand out first to Nick to shake it then to the rest of the guys. She maybe temperamental, but being polite was drilled into her head.
Mason went outside of the hotel and stood the end of the drive-up as he lit a cigarette. He took a long drag out of it and tapped away the ashes. Mason let out a deep breath, exhaling the smoke with the same breath. He watched half mindedly as car passed by on the busy highway. Soon the colors started to blur as his vision went out of focus. Something that happened when he started at one thing for a while. Mason shook himself out of it and took another drag. Nick shook his head. "Just don't say things like that and staying in the band shouldn't be hard." he commented as he shook her hand. He watched I slight amusement as she went down the line, handshaking them all. "You won't be in officially until we all, you included, get back to California and speak with our managers." Nick informed her, pulling his phone out of his pocket and texting someone before putting it away again.
Kenna stepped away and through her fingers into her hair and sighed softly she didn't have much money, if she wean't off with them she wouldn't be able to come back, she'd be stuck in california. She wasn't like some musicians who had wealthy parents that gave their kids money for lessons and new instruments, or that could allow their kids to take big risks. And if they decided they didn't want her somewhere on the road she'd be stuck in that spot as well. THen there was the issue of her father, the goal was to get away, make enough money to stay away with the band before they decided they didn't want her and then never be tied to that town. But she could never just leave with no money, no he would never allow that. If this didn't work out she would be utterly screwed. She pursed her lips and took a shaky step back " I-I dont know guys, I knew this might not be a simple walk in and get kind of gig, but I-If yyou're not completely sure about me... I-I dont know if I can go all in" she said shaking her head.
((I'll post tomorrow. I can't form too much sentence right now. Good night.
