Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-5385060-20170925025051/@comment-4059927-20170925030016

For Gregory Todd the posters that had made their way around school quickly drew his interest. He'd taken several attempts to kickstart a band in the past but never really gathered enough interest from others to really warrant the creation of his fledgling band. He went into the auditorium wielding his black Gibson Les Paul. "Hey, I'm here for try-outs."

Michael, who was checking off names on the checklist glanced his direction. "Shit, I'd say you're in. You can play like a motherfucker."