Megan and Twixxy

[Megan]

Hiya!

[[deleted user]]

Hi :) So which one did you want to be?

[Megan]

I wanted to do either the musician and photographer or the werewolf one. (or both if you want to)

[[deleted user]]

I'd do both no problem if you're up for it.

[Megan]

Okay, so what characters do you want to be? I figure we'll both be a boy in one and a girl in the other, but do you want to be musician or photographer/ wolf or human (unless we're both wolves.)

[[deleted user]]

I'll take a girl photographer and depending on what you want to do for the wolf one. We could both do wolves if you want. You can choose for that.

[Megan]

I would rather do a wolf and a human, though you can choose which of those you want, and I will make sure to get both characters up by tonight.

[[deleted user]]

I'll take the human if that's alright with you and awesome.

[Megan]

Oh, what age do you want the characters? Teens? Twenties?

[[deleted user]]

For the musician one, twenties.

For the werewolf one, teens but we can do it during summer so school and stuff doesn't get in the way.

[Megan]

okay, thanks!

[[deleted user]]

Name: Aubrey 'Bree' Brennan
Age: 22
Nathionalities: American and Irish
Appearance:
Employment: Photographer for Super Sonic.

Name: Ryan Evans
Age: 17
Appearance:
Emplyment: Full time student and unemployed for the summer.

[Megan]

[ Full Name ] Rowan "Ro" Bennett

[ Age ] 23
[ Date/Place/Time of Birth ] Binghamton, NY, November 16th, 3:35am

[ Nationality(ies) ] German, Polish, and English

[ Gender ]Male
[ Sexuality] Heterosexual
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[ Employment ] He is currently touring as a lead guitarist for his band, Super Sonic.




 
[ Full Name ] Lucille "Lucy" Myers

[ Age ] 17
[ Date/Place/Time of Birth ] Roanoke, VA / July 26th/ 2:03 pm

[ Gender ]Female
[ Sexuality] Heterosexual
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[ Employment ] She's a full time student, though is working a summer job as a swing waitress, picking up shifts whenever she can.

[Megan]

Sorry, mom decided we were going shopping and I had to go.

[[deleted user]]

It's no problem at all. So I'm thinking for both of these we just kind of jump in and add twists as we go?

[Megan]

Yeah, like maybe start when they first meet each other on both. Maybe for the wolves he walks into the restaurant while she working and for the other she's hired to do a shoot with him/the band. Oh, and would you like to start or shall I?

[[deleted user]]

I like the one for the wolves and for other one I was thinking that she was hired photograph their tour.

You can start if you'd like.

[Megan]

Rehearsal had started ten minutes ago, or it was supposed to, but given this was the first time the band was trying to set up with new staff for moving and helping set up, they were far from being able to play. That was all well and good though, they still had hours before the concert and had planned for lags. They were meeting their tour manager, photographer, and recording company today. Things were going to be stop and go all day. Rowan was passing the time lounging on a speaker strumming out some cord progressions on an acoustic guitar, working on the base for a riff in the new song Henry was working on for them. It wasn't tour ready yet, but it was an awesome little piece. He glanced up when he was called, not moving from his spot. "Where do you want your electric guitar for now, Ro?" Henry asked him, holding his pride and joy in his hands. He stood up, taking it from him and placing it in a stand just beside him. He could plug right in when rehearsal started. "When did you tell the new tagalongs to show up?" Rowan asked, sitting back on his speaker and relaxing. They were doing some light testing now, as well as adjusting speakers. A few feet to his left Tommy was working on his drum set to get everything together.

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"Five, six, seven, eight. Here is you change sir and have a nice day," Lucy said happily, handing the man his receipt and take out food. The restaurant was understaffed today. A huge accident shut down one of the roads into town, and a lot of people were stuck in traffic, so the owner had called Lucy in to help keep the place from sinking. The back up on the road had led to an influx of people in the restaurant who wanted a break from the traffic. Lucy shifted back into the kitchen, picking up a tray of food and moving out to serve a table, then having to go back for drink refills before grabbing the next tray. "Excuse me," she murmured to a couple blocking up one of the pathways, moving past them. She spotted a new costumer at one of her tables and sighed, the chefs were over working, she was one of two waitresses currently working the four room restaurant, and she felt as though she would break in half under the next heavy tray. "Excuse me, my son spilled his drink." "One moment ma'am, and I'll be back with a towel," Lucy hurriedly assured the woman, dropping the food off at a neighboring table then turning back toward the kitchen, slipping on the spilled drink and falling flat on her back.

[Megan]

((I'm not really good at a starting posts.))

[[deleted user]]

((No that's perfect :) ))

Bree adjusted her hat on her head as she made her way towards the band. It was her first time to meet them and she was surprised she was meeting them at all. She had no real experience with photography, it had just been a hobby she had picked up when she was in school. She entered a competition and won, getting herself an exhibition in the local gallery. Apparently their manager had been in town and saw her work. Her style, the energy she was able to capture, the tones she was able to put into her pictures were exact what he was looking for for the bands new photographer. She hadn't been a professional but he told her that he liked her eye so she accepted the offer. She hadn't really listened to the band before even though they were in her genre. She had heard of them but she couldn't have classed herself as a fan of their music. She was ambling by to try and find whoever it was that she was supposed to meet when she saw a guy sitting on a speaker and drumming some chords. Crouching down just a bit, she held up the camera that was hanging around her neck and snapped a few shots before she stood back up again and brushed a few strands of blue hair from in front of her eyes. "Hey, you're in the band right? I'm Bree, well Aubrey but Bree. I'm the photographer for the tour," she introduced herself, glancing up at him from her camera where she was assessing the few pictures she had taken of him.

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Ryan had been trying to get out of town with a few of his friends but the traffic was too bad so they decided they would just leave it till the next day and grab something to eat in the diner instead. They were supposed to be going to his friends parents' lake house to just chill for the weekend to celebrate the start of summer but the closed road had delayed their plans. The diner was bustling because of the all the people trying to get away from the traffic so Ryan almost had to push his way through as he tried to get to the bathroom. He felt bad for the staff as they rushed around trying to accommodate everyone. He definitely would not want to be in their place. He was nearly at the bathroom when a girl slipped and fell on something right in front of his. He immediately dropped down onto his knees to check if she was alright and slowly helped her into a sitting position. "Are you alright?" He asked genuinely concerned because of the horrible fall. He took the moment it took her to answer to look her over and he was even more glad that he stopped to help her. She was hot. Very hot.

[Megan]

Ro's head popped up as the girl addressed him, taking in her appearance and the camera in her hands. "I'm Rowan. Everyone calls me Ro though, who has time for two syllables anyway," he joked lightly. "I can show you around if you want, we're mostly setting for tech rehearsal. It's basically the entire show minus the screaming fans," he told her, offering a hand out to shake, placing his guitar on a stand beside him. "It's nice to meet you." He hoped down off his speaker, moving onto the stage. "Harry is our lead singer. He's the one in the middle directing traffic. Sometimes he breaks out his keyboard, but he mostly sticks to singing. In the back with his head inside a drum is Tommy, he's our awesome drummer, and Mike, our bass player, is undoubted sleeping somewhere no one will find him. You've met Eli, our manager, the only other person you might want to acquaint yourself with is Melody, she picks out what we where for each concert." He explained while walking the stage with her. "You want to take some test shots or should I see how long until we start?" He glanced down at her, her hat mostly blocking her face, but also blocking her view of him as he played with her braid behind her head, keeping a perfectly straight face.

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Lucy was dazed for a moment, her head throbbing. She felt someone take her hand and pull her up so she was sitting. She reached back behind her head, broken pieces of her hair clip coming away in her hands. She looked up as she realized she was being addressed, feeling the bump forming at the back of her head. "Yeah, I think so," she murmured, looking over to the boy and almost having to do a double take as her wolf reared it's head inside her, her eyes darkening for a moment. He was important somehow, important to her wolf. She suddenly wanted to keep him there longer, to never let him out of her sight, and a rush of affection toward him had her completely baffled. Her boss rushed out, seeing the dropped tray and Lucy on the floor. "Lucy!" she called prompting Lucy to force herself up onto her feet, almost falling back over as the room swam around her. Camille's expression soften as Lucy grabbed the back of a chair to keep herself up. "Go sit down, I'll get you ice an call you parents to pick you up. I won't let you drive like that." "My parents are in Maine," Lucy tried to call after her retreating form, but it was no use. Lucy groaned, looking for somewhere to sit down, the presence of the boy still at the edge of her vision.