Name: Ryuko<br/>Age: 16<br/>Race: Angel Born (an angel born without wings and birthed through a human.)<br/>Occupation: Street Drummer-DJ<br/>Other: Is street and tends to speak his mind. Whether you want to hear it or not. Though he also tends to avoid fights when it is possible to do so.<br/>Appearance:<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/l7-1-1.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>Name: Miho<br/>Age: 18<br/>Race: Demon<br/>Occupation: Lead Guitarest<br/>Other:  Pretends to be human yet he has his own secrets just like the brothers of the band.<br/>Appearance:<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/Decorated%20images/4a8cecb961c02a3e659f7690.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>Name: Jarelis<br/><br/>Age: 14 (human years)<br/><br/>Race: Vampire<br/><br/>Occupation: Street Dancer-Choriographer<br/><br/>Other: Has a pet that is a small cat that goes where he goes. And can dance.<br/><br/>Appearance:<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/Decorated%20images/Cat_by_feimo-1.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</div><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Ryuko was set up on the streets. Using buckets, trashcans, trashcan lids, crates...you could find it on the streets...he was using it for makeshift drums. He was damn good at it too. He ignored the world around him. His hands moving with the skills and ease of a professional drummer. He was bobbing his head in time to a beat only he could hear. Singing just a bit. Softly to keep time with his drumming. He plays faster, louder, harder. Getting into the groove. Not realizing his beats were getting so loud they echoed from the back of the alley way to the streets at its entrance. Being late afternoon you could see him illuminated in the sunlight. He plays over and over again. Using heavy sticks he'd found as drumsticks for the makeshift drums. Playing random songs. Adjusting it to the tune he needed.(see youtube video below)</span><br/><br/>m<a class="postlink" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k0go2m1NQys">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k0go2m1NQys</a>m<br/><br/>Miho was bored. Listening to a talk show host who was all looks and no brains. At least that was his opinion. He rarely talked and today was no exception. He followed his band mates to the car. He growls at Kevin. Who walked up.<span style="font-style: italic">"Yo! Losers! I want you to know. I am quitting your gig. I found me a better gig. Good luck. Smell ya later!" Kevin says with a laugh.</span>Miho scowls and looks at Spike, Blades, and Dagger. "Now what are we gonna do? I know only one place we can find a new drummer." he smirks. "The street Drum Off Competition. It starts tonight." he looks around. And falls silent once more. He very rarely said anything and when he did it was usually important or useful information. "Oh...its in two hours." he adds.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Jarelis was break dancing. Using moves only a chick could think of. Mixing various types of dancing styles. Tangoing and then waltzing. Street dancing for money. He was under age and on the streets. He absolutely refused to live at an orphanage. He turns his dancing to free style hip hop.(see video below) And now he starts to dance. Over and over again. Adding in kicks, flips, and marital art style moves. He was needing to eat. So he needed to dance.</span><br/><br/>m<a class="postlink" href="https://youtu.be/cf-wZx1C8DY">http://youtu.be/cf-wZx1C8DY</a>m<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">The manager appears on their limo screen. "Boys...you need to find you a dancer-choriographer by the end of tomorrow. It will increase your ratings.</span></span>