I felt bored as I plucked the strings on my Stratocastor. I looked at the rest of my band, and felt like I did when I thought of my dream, becoming an actual, bestselling artist. I looked at Brannen, my Rhytym guitarist. He was fun loving, and always had a good attitude. His short, wispy blonde hair was uncombed, but still straight. He wore a short sleeve shirt, and was drinking Mountain Dew, like always. I looked to the bassist, my good friend Barrett. He was flipping through channels on our tiny, black and white t.v. He had a buzz cut, and was already for a fight. He had dark blue eyes, and took a bite of something the looked liek tunafish. Next was my drummer, Adam. He had long black hair, and light green eyes. He was muscular, and drumming was in his soul. Now, for me. I'm Dakota SMith, lead guitar and vocalist of our band, piKe. My hair was brown, and I loved to have fun and would always stand up for my friends. My hazel eyes flicked back and forth as I strummed, trying to come up with a riff. We weren't much, but we were just starting out.

OOC:probaly...thanks for the advice

OOC: Yeah, my first RP was shit.. This one makes it even look shittier..