Ok, here is the deal of what is going on. The story goes as there is a sign on the outside of a building that says "Looking for willing musicians of any kind to join a rock band." Everyone that chooses to join will walk in, but in the beginning, NO ONE IS NICE TO EACH OTHER! (But keep it clean! No Cussing or Intense fighting). We all have an ego at the beginning, but later on, we are all supposed to settle our differences, become friends and try to do our best to work together to make this work out.

I'll start to give you an idea.

Snertz is walking down the street. He just passed the rail road tracks and saw a sign on a building that he never saw before.

Snertz: *Reading aloud* Looking for willing musicians of any kind to join a rock band. Hmm... I am a great voacalist, they should have no choice but to let me in!

Snertz walks in the door.

Manager: Hello, Would you like to join a rock band?

Snertz: That's why I walked in this door behind me. So are you gonna let me join or not?!

Manager: Well, I'm not sure... What musical talents do you have?

Snertz: I am an epic vocalist. Just like Chester Bennington.

Manager: Who?

Snertz: You're kidding me!!!

Manager: Afraid not...

Snertz: What did i get myself into..?

*Ill give this one a shot...*

Brandon walked out of the mall and saw a sign.

Brandon: *Sees the sign and reads it outloud* "Attention all musicians! Theres an audition for a rock band. Visit this street *Street and Adress* We'll see you there!

Brandon: Hmmm...i'm good at Piano, Keyboard, Saxaphone, and Bass Drums! I think I can do one of those! Heh! I'll be the coolest there is! If I wasn't so dern shy.....

*Goes to the building and enters it*

Manager: Are you here to try out for the rock band?

Brandon: Yeah...i'm great with the keyboard....so can I try out for it?

Manager: Ok wait over there with that young man over there.

Brandon: Uh sure...*Walks over to a seat and sits somewhat away from the other auditioner...*

Snertzy: Hey you? What are you here for?

Brandon: .........Uh

Snertzy: Are you shy or somethin'? Tell me what your here for...

Brandon: Keyboard...now shut up! I'm not in the mood to talk..

Snertzy: Pffffhhh! Whatever...

Snertz: Hey, manager dude..

Manager: Yes?

Snertz: What's the point of only having 2 people in a rock band?! There needs to be atleast 4. One main vocalist, one guitar player/ backup vocalist, Bass, and drummer. More if needed.

Manager: I know that..

Brandon:Then why are there only 2 of us here?

Manager: Since you two are the first ones to show up, I will need you two to try and get along.

Both: With him?!

Manager: Yes.. With him. *points at both* I am still waiting for atleast 2 more people to show up. Until then, you two just talk.

Snertz: I didn't come here to talk, I came here to sing! My vocals are amazing!

Brandon: Not as amazing as my guitar or Piano! Shut it!!

Manager: *To himself* Boy, this is fun...

MM: OH NO! IT'S A DRUM SET! MUST...RESIST...CAN'T...NOOOOOOOO!

Snerz: What? Hey, what are you?

*A earthquake of sound hit Dutch Pea Soup Boi when MM drums like a madman(

MM, yelling as hard as he can: I NEVER TOLD YOU IM THE LOUDEST DRUMMER IN THE WORLD! AND THE WORST ONE TOO!

Snerz: What?

*Goes to Tryout*

Manager: So, are you any good?

Vicente: Well... I'm the best guitarist on this floor tile. And I bet I have more talent than all of them combined.

*Points to snertz, MM, and Brandon*

Snertz: Hey, I'm way better than you!

Vicente: Well what do you play?

Snertz: Vocals

Vicente: Isn't that what people do when they can't play any instruments?

Brandon: Well I play Piano, Keyboard, Saxaphone, and Bass Drums.

Vicente: I thought this was a Rock band, not some kind of classical jazz marching band(?). Now when do I get to try out anyway?

Manager: Be patient and sit by them. *Points to snertz, MM, and Brandon*

Vicente: No thanks I'd rather stand.

Manager: I believe I should start testing you one by one to see just how good you are.

Snertz: Well then who will go first?

MM: Oh me!

Brandon: .........

Manager: *Looks* Hmm....hey you! Quiet kid! You go first since you know so much.

Brandon: Why do I hafta go? I wanted to hear how bad the rest of them were before I went.

All: HEY!

Vicente: Quit complaining shy guy!

Brandon: Shut the F**K up.

Manager: Stop this! Enough! Brandon...just get up and come with me. Lets see if you can really play a keyboard!

Brandon: *Sighs* Fine.

*Brandon and the manager walks in a tryout room.*

Managet: Ok. Just sit right here and play me your best song.

Brandon: ...What the heck...sure...

*Brandon plays remixes of different Video Game and Rock songs with ease..*

Brandon: Is that good enough?

Manager: *Jaw dropped* Yeah...that was just...wonderful...your in.

Brandon: Good...

MDA: LOCAL CPA! Mind if I do all the funds for the band?

Manager: Thats my job!

MDA: Ah but it means less stuff to do, and I get payed as a regular band member, and you get paid the same... deal?

Manager: B-but... hmmm I think about it.

Manager: While I think about it, who wants to audition next?

Everyone begins arguing

Manager: I just need one person to volunteer.

Everyone is still arguing.

Manager: Next person to insult someone else will get booted out of here and won't get pay out of your time here!

Everyone's quiet.

Manager: Now, since I know that NONE of you will volunteer willingly, I'll just pick by random. Eenie Meeny, Miney Moe! Catch a tiger by it's toe. If he hollers, let him go. Eenie meeny miney moe! YOU!!

Snertz: WHAT?! Already?!

Manager: Just get up here!

Snertz: Fine.. I'll do a vocal interpretation of the Legend of Zelda Theme.

Manager: Ok, then. Go on..

Snertz sings out the LoZ theme and the manager is surprised!

Manager: No second thoughts, You are difinately in!! Now, Who's next?

MDA: Come on, make me the accountant! we both end up happy in the end.

Manager: Ok your in, but you get minimum wage of 12$ an hour.

MDA: =/... fair enough.

Manager: OK... who's next!

suddenly a band burst into the room.

Singer: we told you, your out!
MCS: what, but I play perfect bass!
Singer: yeah but you smashed the Bass on Fred's head! and we need him to drum!
Guitarist: yeah, man, I'm sorry, but your out!
MCS: crap.

The band walked away.

Manager: if you want you can be our bass guitarist, your band always rivaled and beat my old band.
MCS: I don't know, my dad said he would pay for Law School if this rock band thing didn't work out...
Manager: if its makes you feel better you can try out.
MCS: okay, I'll do it after these fools keith.
MM: his name is Keith and more importantly, fools!? I'll beat you down!
MCS: go ahead and try.

MM lunged at MCS.

Manager: stop!!

MCS and MM stopped fighting.

Manager: if you can't behave you'll both won't even get to have a tryout!

Manager: Who's next

Vicente: ME!

Manager: Ok

Vicente: *plays guitar very poorly*

Manager: Wow, you are DEFINITELY IN!

MM: Can I play the drums?

Manager: Since last time? NO!

MM: Sing?

MCS: DON'T LET HIM SING!

MM: Oh yeah...ehm...guitar.

Manager: It's already taken by vincente.

MM: Then, what can I do?

Manager: Get out and leave the professionals alone?

MM: PROFESSIONALS! ILL SHOW YOU WHO'S PROFFESTIONAL! GIVE ME THAT!

*MM grabs the guitar and smashes Vincente*

MM: I'll play one little song to show of how good I am!

*MM plays a basic tune, even worse then Vincente*

Manager; You suck, get out.

*MM's eyes spit fire...literally*

MM: THROUGH THE FIRE AND FLAMES!

*MM eats a truckload of spaghetti...I mean sugar and begins to play TTFAF perfectly*

*7 minutes later...*

MM: Now can I have the guitar?

Manager: No, vincente is better.

MM: MESSER!

MCS: What the...

MM: PAAUNSCH!

*MM MP's the manager with a orange lion shaped punch*

MM: I'll be the manager, since there is a empty spot there.

Vincente: and what about...

MM; MESSER!

MCS: Jump!

*MM tries to MP Vincente but misses*

a guy in sun glasses walks in

???: i hear you guy's are startin a band...

Snertz: yea...whatsit tooya?

???: oh i was just wonderin...nah nevermind...

Vicente: dude you came in here for somethin...

???: perhaaps you guys'd like an agent? yaknow to book gigs and the sort?

MCS: and....why would be you?

??? takes of his glasses and walks toward them

???: cause i've got connections and you don't

MCS gets right in his face

MCS: just who are you anyways?

???: ima drifter...ive got skillz...i can make you stars...more than you could ever imagine...but only if you accept the deal?

Snertz: so some sorta contract?

???: thats right hot stuff so ya in or out?

After a while of deciding...

All: were in!

MCS: but no funny stuff!

???: it's a deal...i'll call you when i book your first gig...by the way...the name's Cap...now what's your band called?

Brandon: I'll name it since nobody else could name it....Hmmm....How about: "The Hard Knights"?

MCS: Ha! That name sucks!

Snertz: I could think of a better one!

MM: Yeah!

Brandon: Well lets see if any of you have a better name...personally I like this name!

Cap: Well...somebody give me the name of the band or "Hard Knights" is what your stuck with!

Vicente: The band that's mostly good.