When Maisa read about the new band that was forming, she thought that this might be the chance she has been looking for. She has been in the states for a while now, and so far she hasn't been able to find what she was looking for. Maybe this would be the band that would let her do what she felt she just had to do. So she grabbed two of her guitar cases, one big and one small, and went over to audition.<br/><br/>Arriving at the venue, Maisa made her way inside. There were quite a few people there already, many of them looking like the archetypal metalheads -- lots of leather, tattoos, long hair and big, burly men. Maisa looked quite differently. In Japan she was considered to be a tall woman, here she was comparatively small. Dressed in a white wifebeater and a short pleated skirt in black, she definitely stood out. She caught the gazes of quite a few men, which was not surprising to Maisa. She knew that she had this effect on most men.<br/><br/>Nodding politely and smiling at those who stepped out of the way to let her pass, Maisa looked around. She noticed that there were quite a few women here, more than she had seen at similar auditions. She took this as a good sign. Then the guy from inside yelled something about "fucking skull splitting and bloodletting metal" and Maisa frowned and said: "Poser." A guy at her side chuckled. Well, hopefully that comment was just for the metalheads out here.<br/><br/>Maisa put her name on the list on the table, having a little trouble with her two cases while doing so. She then waited patiently for her time to audition.