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[jason adam levito]

Jason Levito used to imagine what it would feel like to be on a stage with hundreds, even thousands of people looking at you…listening to you. When he was a kid he wanted to be one of the people on that stage that everyone in the room had their attention on. He wanted to have his lyrics and his music be the beat all the people sang, danced, screamed and jumped around to. For ten years, his life was just being on the stage, playing music; and he never thought he’d want to stop. The day that he stopped playing music was the day that he completely lost his mind. It didn’t last long, the period of time without music, he went right back to it. That was what led him to being on the stage once again, with people staring at his band, people singing his lyrics.

Jason held the microphone tight and brought it to his lips. “It’s been too long since we’ve given a concert, hasn’t it?” Jason said to the crowd that responded wildly, and a wicked smile spread across Jason’s face. A smile that was almost too wicked, too sick to belong on the face of a man like Jason Levito. The smile seemed more to cut his mouth in half than to be a smile. His eyes danced darkly and mischievously with the wicked smile and a chuckle drifted from his throat. “We won’t be gone for so long anymore.” Jason vowed through the microphone, his voice loud from the stereos. The music started again and for just a moment Jason watched as the crowd become wild once again, bodies smashed together sweaty and carefree. People danced, people raised their arms, people screamed, and people just lost themselves for an instant. It was beautiful to see what music could do; it was phenomenal to see what this kind of atmosphere did to people.

The Autumn Falls concert that night was nothing short of spectacular, well at least the atmosphere definitely was. An hour after the show ended and the venue was nearly deserted Jason walked into the pit of the venue where there were still some fans. The fans that were completely nuts and crazy enough to wait hours upon hours just to get face time with the band. Jason signed autographs, took pictures with and talked with the fans that were still there. Shannon, the drummer came out too, soon followed by Tim the bassist and Tomo the guitarist. The four men were in a great mood, and also the four of them were very high. Talking to fans was probably the highlight of all of their shows, especially when they recognized the fans that stayed after.

OOC- so this is short and sweet, basically it's just fans chilling with Autumn Falls. Who knows where this could go. :]

[jensbury]

I WAIT FOR A SILENCE HERE

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I WAIT FOR THINGS TO DISAPPEAR[/b]

Emi had not been there for the whole duration of the gig, and neither had she planned to turn up to such an event. Usually it would have been her thing, her scene, just to turn up, get wasted and get off home with a smile plastered to her face and her head pulsing from the loud music leaving an after effect. But tonight had been different; she hadn’t the energy to do such a thing. Instead she had walked slowly to the venue, bought herself a non-alcoholic beverage and sat at the side lines, humming along to the music. Normally she would have ran around like a lunatic, would have been the first one to start a mosh pit and most probably the first one to pass out from being attacked by strong fans that were a bit too forceful when it came to the pit of death.

The music was amazing, but still she was not in the mood to bounce around making a fool of herself. She just sat there, pondering on whether or not she should go home. But she chose against that when she felt the beat of the music hit in. Just by listening she could hear the steady beat of the drums, it was astonishing how good the player was and as she was rather intrigued, she would occasionally stand up and wander over to the stage, then glance up at the band and smile in approval before heading back over to the lonely chair that was placed in a random position right next to the toilets.

The smell was vile and made her stomach churn. She would have to cover her nose each time someone would rush passed and a sour scent hit her. The waft was awful and sickening. The stench clung to her nostrils and her clothing and left her being able to smell the dreadful scent. Emi feared using the bathroom in this venue as she could not stand the smell that would arise in the air when someone opened the door to enter the toilets. She could see from where she sat that there was an aluminous light that shone around the toilets, it was of a bright blue colour – an annoying shade to be quite honest. She would have to squint each time her attention was drawn to the sight of it.

On a positive note, the music here was great. She had never heard the band that was playing and so thought that it would be a good idea to go up to them at the end and ask them a few questions. Although this seemed to be a good plan at the time, on seeing the amount of fans that had stayed behind as she had planned to, she chose to stand in the corner and politely await her turn. She bit on her bottom lip, a normal habit of hers, and twiddled her thumbs together as she again wondered whether she should just get off home instead of wait around for a band that was probably not even going to notice her.

OOC: sorry if this is no longer open, if so just ignore this post (:[/center]