OOC: I had a film project to complete AND I had a chance to jam with a good friend, so apologies for starting late. The tour starts - NOW!

The Acts of Hate tour bus (otherwise known as "Jeff's Fart Tube on Wheels") pulls up behind the Commodore Ballroom in rainy Vancouver, BC. The sky is a dreary grey, and a few fans are milling about to get autographs. The door opens at out come strutting the Canadian Death Metal giants, Acts of Hate: Sam Fischer, Rob Heath, Tony Sammartino, Jeff Koenig, and Neil Willamette. "Those who want autographs, please form an orderly line-" Sam begins to say, but the fans just walk past them. "We want to talk to Ada - she's hot!" The band look at the fans with a pissed off scowl and head into the venue.

Tony takes his least favorite guitar and starts swinging it like a broadsword. "Get back, heathens!" he cries, and the crowd scatters like cockroaches. "The fans that are waiting for you when you show up are usually the crazy ones. You'll get used to it," he says, and nods towards the building. "Let's get settled, shall we?"

"Ja..." Ada says warily as she follows Acts of Hate backstage, trying to stay in their protection. "Are all the shows like this...?" She asks, covering her boobs with her hands.

a few minutes later,erich's saab 900 announces it's arrival with blow off valve hissing and tires screeching.he parks it between the acts of hate van and karoliena's hearse. erich hops out,chewing on peyote and puffing away at a blunt." back you savages! back! he creeches at the mass of people,most of who have no idea who he is.those that do,give him wide berth. he enters the backstage area and nods his hellos to his many touring partners. "hello,hello!...and a personal helly-o to you,miss ada!"


karoliena giggles in a very girly way when rob helps her."oh my,that is soooo sweet.nobody ever helps me with that fucking thing!" she kisses his cheek

Tony laughs. "German is a brutal language - hey, Erich's here!" he says, and waves to Erich. "Anybody seen Chloe? I think we have time for a pre-show shagging.."
Rob smiles at Karoliena and lugs the bass with him to the backstage area, trying to not let it show how goddamn heavy it is. "I know you don't like electric basses but...doesn't this thign get a little, you know, cumbersome?"

"Ach, Herr Hess!" Ada cries out as she runs over and hugs her secret husband. "I missed you for the few hours that I did not see you!" She says with a smile.

Sam calls the group together in the green room. "Alright," he says. "Karoliena and Ada, who's going on first?"

Rob laughs. "Nervous? Don't worry, historically, our crowd responds very well to hot chicks. No matter how they sound."

ooc: whenever you have something to do - procrasturbate!
"Not as smoking as a certain belgian maiden I know of," he says, putting his arm around her. "That wasn't too cheesy, was it?"

Rob smiles. "Good! I'm better at this boyfriend stuff than I thought." He pulls out his guitar and starts warming up, playing blisteringly fast scales. "I'm kind of nervous too. I hope we're not too rusty to be able to rock the house tonight."