((Africa maybe they didn't post and i just missed it))

{Ah... I think I know what the problem is now! I think that they had to wait for another person to join their band in order to start rp-ing, so you should definitely PM them and let them know that you joined - I thinkn they'll be pretty happy about it! ;)

Here's who you should send the message to:

QueeniE*BEE
babyangel
Blissful_Nightmares

Have fun!}

((thank you :hug: man i haven't been to sleep yet i hate insomnia lol))

{Woah, we must be in different time zones... I just woke up!}

((i am in Oklahoma, Usa where are you?))

{I'm on the east coast... That's probably why! XD It's 9:17 AM here.}

((ah you are over by north carolina i lived there.......it is 8:18 am here i haven't slept since yesturday lol))

{Wow! Hope you're getting some sleep now!}

((yep i went to sleep woke up and got writers block lol))

((Can we just get on the plane? The stalling and arrival to Austin hasnt even come for all the bands and we're already on page 13))

(( I thought we were on the plane... it was up to one of you to get the plane in the air ))

edit:

(( Read my post and the end, it says something about the plane being ready to take off.. the next person to post suspose to make it lift off or so. ))

On the plane, Jin didn't sit at the window seat but that was perfectly fine with him. Staring blankly ahead, it looked as though he was concentratedly staring at some bald white guy's shiny head. In truth he was trying to churn out some decent ideas to work on for a song. Inspiration was hard to come by. Let's see...maybe something to do with emotions. Happiness? Agony? Madness? Turning his head, Jin nodded at the redhead flight attendant who came by to offer a drink and a pack of peanuts. After the peanut pack's content, Jin turned to the others and wondered if he should disturb them. With a few seconds of indecisiveness, Jin finally whispered "Guys, do you want to sleep right now or maybe brainstorm some song ideas?"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Izzadora Femi Jallas ignored it though in favor of rolling back over in her warm and cozy bed. Bang! Bang! Bang! There it was again except it was followed by a rather high itched and irate sounding voice. “Maak gou(hurry up) Izzadora! Your father has already left for the shop and I have to be in leave for class in 5 minutes.”Opening her bleary eyes Izzadora, or Izzie to her friends sat up, the thin black and green blanket tumbling down to her hips. “Hoe laat is dit? (What time is it?)” she asked voice rough and groggy. Yawning she got up of her bed and making her way to the door to unlock and open it, coming face to face with her mother ."Finally" glancing down at her watch her mother turned on her heel “I have to go. I only got you up because you have practice today, remember?” was the last thing she said before the front door to the house opened and then slammed closed.

Blinking again Izzie looked round her room in a daze scanning the messy room before landing in her clock to check the time. “Crap!” Running around she quickly grabbed her towel and ran into her bathroom to take a quick shower and brush her teeth. 10 minutes later she was out and rustling threw the big pile of clothes next to her closet.Throwing on her shirt, shorts, and favorite sneakers she grabbed her bag and headed out of her room and out the front door. Not a second later the door opened again, “Can’t forget these.” Izzie said out loud snatching up her forgotten keys on the small table and heading back out.

Taking in a deep breath to calm down slightly she walked over to her car a gorgeous pearl white convertible VW Bug that her parents got her for her 17 birthday. Getting in she started up the engine and backed out of the drive way, on her way to the practice room.

[[I looked it up and it take about 18 hrs to get from South Africa to the US by plane]]

Cameron Chitemo Roland rolled over a snore escaping him. A minute later his alarm clockk went off. Sleepily the youth punched his alarm clock whhich was blaring an American song. Or was it Irish? He wasn't an avid listener of The Script. "Cam!" How had his mom gotten in? "Cam!" He mumbled something at the mirror. "Mom, give me a minute" He yelled."You only have a minute, lazybones! Band practice is in ten minutes and I just dropped off the car!"

Cam had known about practice. He had plenty of time. He slipped into a red t-shirt and slapped on a pair of shorts. He added a pair of flip-flops that were falling apart before he jumped into the car that his Mom had borrowed last night. It took him a moment to be sure his bass was still in the backseat.

He pulled out and drove to the practice room. He drummed his hands on the dashboard singing along with the CD he kept loaded in the car. He sang along with David Draiman to Inside the Fire and he sounded terrible.

The song was just ending as he pulled up glad to see Izzie's car was already there.

[ Okay. Australia is waiting for ii_lovebug. C'mon, girl! ]

Lyna Grace Lunair woke to the normal sounds of yelling and screaming. She streached, throwing the covers off of her. She knew her mother wasn't home, but it sounded like her older sister had come to take care of things for her. She glanced at the door and saw a note saying her car was on the street. She grabbed her towel and walked into the bathroom taking a shower.

When she got back to her room she pulled on her favorite shirt, pants and a pair of boots. She dug around for her her lucky drum sticks that had roses carved onto them and her keys. She smiled at her Sister and grabbed an apple off the table. ''See you guys later. I am going to band practice." she siad as she waved her drum sticks at her sibblings. She got into her 2002 ford thunderbird, car and drove off towards the practice room.

A song came on the radio and she started to hit her steering wheel to the beat of the song, another one was starting when she pulled up to the place. She Smiled when she saw Cam's and Izzie's cars parked in front. She parked, started to eat her apple, grabbed her drum sticks and headded up to the room.

||~{ -is going to post as soon as she gets home- <33 }~||

[OoC| Lol, sorry, I've been neglecting this thread...
xDD
I'll post when I can~
:3
To the two bands I'm in: You think we should get going onto the plane?
o.o;;]

Izzie was in the studio sitting cross leg on the plush couch with a big ratty looking sketch book in her lap.The book contained all of her writing from lyrics, to random sentences and even a poem or two. Humming under her breathe she looked up in time to see Cam walk in and not to long after that she heard Lyna's car pull up. "Haai! Vriend!(Hey friend!)" she said smiling her,currently,green braids swaying slightly as she looked up. Then remembering something she grabbed her bag and dug through it before taking out an envelope and handing it to him."Those are our plane tickets."

[[Do you want to get on the plane once everyone meets at the practice room?
More pics of Izzie: x X x X x]]

((yes that sounds good and we can say they had there bags packed and stashed at the studio for the time for them to leave))

((Prolly, if we can get Sticks and MJ to get along long enough to get there, lol.))

[OoC| xDDD
Lol, oooh... They're just having their manly moment~
It'll go away...
Eventually...
>>]

" Alexandria Bisola Adeyemi, get you but down here now" Alex's mom shouted as she rolled off her bed. "in a minute" Alex called as she dragged herself to the bathroom. She took a quick shower brushed her teeth and grabbed jeans, a light blue shirt and a black sweatshirt. She went downstairs to see her brothers and parents at the table eating. " what day is it?..... nevermind" she said. She rushed out the door grabbing her shoes, phone, and keys. She rushed to the car her aunt had gave her not so long ago and drove to the practice room. "Late again" She said as she parked and walked up the stairs to where everyone else was.

[lolz manliness]

[[ Ha ha ha, I love rivalries ]]