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Post by noah harry charlton on Mar 8, 2010 16:54:35 GMT -5
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Noah strummed his guitar, his face close to the microphone as he sung the familiar words to one of their oldest and most popular songs. His green eyes flicked over the crowd and over to Holli although he didn't take anything in, focusing on singing the words as best as he could. They'd only arrived the day before after a horrific trip that lasted about 6 hours longer then it should have done through no fault but a series of unfortunate events, such as the driver getting lost and the small issue of leaving Noah at one of the middle of nowhere stops having a pee. Wonderful. He'd also been majorly freaked out when he'd stopped another time for a pee and two teenage girls had followed him into the toilet. That had been weird and he'd found in that moment that he suddenly hadn't needed to go and had legged it back to the bus. Sure, Noah appreciated all the fans regardless of who they were but some of them were known to get a bit too freaky on all of the bands. Apparently, this tour was to be no different. Licking his lips, Noah rubbed his nose on his arm as it itched out of habit of over four years of drug taking. Sure, Libby had gotten him clean not that long ago. That had been before she had dumped him quite obviously after practically acknowledging that she no longer liked him. Oh, contrare, Noah had loved (still did but ssh) the model but that didn't matter now. Now he was single and all that. He sung the words slightly harsher then usual at that thought, the words in the song happening to be one he'd written a year ago before he realised what love actually was. Had it been based on his mother and fathers love? Perhaps. Who knew where Noah got his wild imagination from. Sure, a certain amount of the soft rock bands songs came from his feelings with Holli but not all of them. Noah slowed down his words as the music started to slow down and he grinned as he stopped playing altogether, Holli keeping the rhythm going like the fantastic guitarist she was. Noah spun his guitar behind his back so it wasn't in his way and he stepped forward onto the step on the barrier of the crowd to a chorus of screaming fans, particularly in the front row who felt the need to grab things. "Hey, watch it now." Noah commented to one girl who had grabbed his crotch quite obviously.
Lifting his mic to his mouth, Noah spoke over the continuing rhythm by the rest of the band. "I know you all know this part..." It was a crowd favourite after all and this was one of the best parts of the set which was why they left it to later on in the show. Hell, they had played a good majority of their list so far so it was alright to be a little daring, right? "So, I want you all to repeat it after me." Sending a heart melting grin at one of the girls in the crowd who practically died even though there was a million cameras stuck in his face. His other hand was laced with someone's... he didn't know whose but it didn't matter. Waiting for the cue, Noah started on a low note, the words "Hold your hands in, into the air, hold your hands as, as if you care..." Holding out the microphone, Noah grinned when every single one of the crowd repeated it back. This was what he loved doing. This was worth all the bullshit that came with the lifestyle and with Los Angeles. Letting it happen a few more times, Noah finally started singing the lyrics himself completely, the two hands from the security guards gripping at the back of his jeans furiously to hold him and stop him from being pulled into the crowd. Hell, he was just having fun. They needed to chill a bit. They were just lucky he hadn't been able to find any of his skinny jeans that morning. They'd have trouble gripping his belt if that was the case. Letting the song come to an end and anticipating the swarm of hands that would extend, Noah felt himself being yanked backwards as the crowd surged forward. Oh, the joy! Laughing at the mayhem he had managed to create on the first show, he got his footing back on the stage and shrugged at one of the tour tech's at the side who gave him a look as if asking, "why, Charlton?" Why? Because he liked it, that was why. Plus, the next song was a new way slower one that meant he wouldn't be able to jump around like he so often did. Flipping his hair out of habit, Noah pulled his guitar still on his back and handed it to the tech. He didn't need to play on this song... this one would purely be focused on his voice.
"Alright, kids. We're gonna slow this one down..." He let the sound tech mess with the microphone on his back that had dislodged itself a bit from his crowd fun. Glancing at the man, he waited for the nod that signalled it was alright, before Noah glanced at Winter behind the drums. Sending her a smile that was only ever reserved for his best friend, Noah quickly turned his attention back to the huge crowd in front of him. "Hey, how many of you got our new album?" Noah grinned at the response but couldn't resist the typical Charlton sarcasm in return. "And how many of you got that illegally?" Shaking his head in humour, Noah grinned as about the same amount cheered, albeit simply to humour the singer. "Fight the system!" He did one quick fist pump into the air. He'd always been something of a natural with the crowd. Except of course, that he would be bricking himself when he sung with Finders Keepers after Corbin had asked him. They were only his favourite band in the entire world of music. "Alright. This one's Fireworks." Noah licked his lips and let the music start over the crowds ongoing screams. Lifting both of his hands, Noah leant on the microphone and it's stand as he sung, his hands gripping tightly around the mic. It was a dramatic song... the most honest he'd ever been. It had affected him badly when he'd first sung it in front of the crowd and shit, Garret had been there even though he'd told him not to be. That was why he'd called him out and had resulted in his friend getting mobbed by the crazy crowd. The laughing value was totally worth all the stupid threats of getting him back that had never been heeded to. He knew Garret was a pussy. The words came out of Noah's mouth easily, his eyes shutting as the words hit home. The effect would never be wiped out completely. Taking a breath away from the mic, Noah opened his eyes a little when he returned as suddenly there was a lot of screaming. Getting confused, Noah twisted his body slightly to look behind him at the direction the crowd were pointing, he looked and his cheeks turned slightly pinker under his sunglasses for a moment. That picture hung down over the Winter Pursuit familiar sign. Pausing for only a moment in embarrassment, Noah quickly recovered and turned back to the front, resuming his usual position and not faltering in his singing. If it was a war they wanted, Noah could easily just ignore it. He wouldn't rise to the bait. Happy that the rest of the band also continued like proper professionals, Noah knew exactly who was to blame for this. Garret Dublin. The bastard. He'd already published it on twitter ages ago. Noah let out a small laugh mid-line before continuing on. It was actually pretty good, he'd give him that. Gripping the microphone with both hands, Noah's eyes didn't even move this time when he heard another bout of screaming. He wasn't going to look. He was just going to keep. on. singing.
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garret lee dublin
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Post by garret lee dublin on Mar 9, 2010 13:32:45 GMT -5
Garret had promised pay back on Noah Charlton, and pay back was exactly what he was going to get. He honestly hadn’t thought that he had done anything wrong when he went to the Winter Pursuit concert. Noah was one of this three closest friends. If Kelley or Benjamin had a song about a personal trial they had been through, Garret would be at their first performance of it as well. It was just the thing to do for a friend, you know? Be there for them and all of that shit. Well, Apparently Noah didn’t think so. To be fair, Noah had told him not to come, but could you honestly think of a time where Garret Dublin had ever listened to anyone? ‘Hey Garret don’t jump off of that building’ ‘Oh, look, my hand is broke.’ ‘Garret, I wouldn’t eat that if I were you’ ‘Oh fuck, food poisoning’, he just never was one to listen to what people told him. Noah should have known he was going to show up, regardless of what Noah said. He didn’t think it was very cool of Noah to call him out from the stage. He had been mobbed bad, lost his favorite beanie, his shirt was torn, and he had bruises from where he was pushed and pulled and ended up having to crawl out and make a mad run for it. he had sworn revenge on Noah, and that revenge was coming today.
He had gotten up extra early so that he could sneak the banner out of his bus and give it to one of the techies. He had paid the guy well to make sure it got put up along with Winter Pursuits banner, and that they guy would drop it as Garret and the rest of All For Dayna hit the stage during fireworks. He had assured the guy that there was no possible way he could get in trouble for it. If Noah really pressed it, Garret would just claim that he had told the guy Noah wanted it put up. After paying the guy and handing him the banner. Garret went out on the town in search of something to wear. What was more embarrassing to a band then having a bunch of guys run out on stage in stupid clothes and fuck with you while you are trying to sing/play and ignore them? It hadn’t taken him too long to find the perfect thing to wear. The teenager in the store had instantly recognized him and had been all to eager to help him find clothes. He hadn’t told her what they were for of course. Just that if she hit the shows that night, it would be more than worth it.
Going back to the bus, he told the boys what was up, and that it was going down to night. The performed three sets before Winter Pursuit, so it gave them time to shower and change. He waited impatiently as Violet Sunday finished their set. FINALLY! It was time for them to hit center stage. They started off with their usual songs, Kelley and Riley had their stupid little stage fight that the crowd ate up. Garret personally never understood it. If he ever fought on stage, it was going to be a legit fight with blood and gore. But whatever right? Garret just played the songs he was suppose to, his mind preoccupied by what was going to go down in just a few hours. Saying good night and thanking their audience, the members of AFD made their way back to their changing room. Washing the sweat off in the sink, Garret quickly changed into his pink shorts, long tube socks and his pink beanie before having Lacey write ‘WINTER PURSUIT BLOWS’ on his chest in the pink car chalk stuff. It would be easy to wash off, so he wouldn’t have to go around like that for weeks, what a back fire that would have been. The boys waiting in their dressing room until Winter Pursuit hit the stage. Garret quietly motioned for the boys to follow him to the wings of the stage.
As Garret gave the signal, all the AFD boys hit the stage in their get up. Garret put on a big grin and waved the crowd as they started laughing. He skipped around and slapped Orion’s butt as he passed, sending the girls who could see it into another fit of laughter. Signaling the tech guy, he dropped the banner, exposing the picture of Noah that a fan girl had photoshoped for Garret quit a few months prior. Naturally Garret had contacted the girl and asked her if she would let him use it for the mere price of a couple of free tickets to the tour when it hit her city. She was all enthusiastic to let him use it, as he figured she would be. He watched as Noah turned to see what it was about. This was absolutely priceless. Just as Garret imagined he would, Noah just kept on singing. Good. That’s exactly what he wanted. Running back over to the side of the stage, Garret grabbed the roll of pink duct tape and dashed over to where Noah was. Before anyone knew what was happening, Garret started duct taping Noah’s hands to his microphone. “Hey fucker. Pay backs are a bitch”
[/color] he said with a grin. After he had successfully insured that Noah was going to have a difficult time getting out of that mess, Garret dashed over to the drums and started banging a weird beat on it before he thought best to get away from the hormonal pregnant lady. Standing center stage, the boy just started busting some lame dance moves, basically mocking the sincerity of the song. It wasn’t that he was necessarily mocking this song. He knew it had deep meaning to Noah, but it also made it funnier because Noah would have to lighten up about it, as, this was the song he used to get Garret trampled. Oh! IDEA! Garret walked up behind Noah grabbed either side of his pants and pulled down. That’s what he got for wearing loose jeans! Garret smirked as the crowd went wild. He would like to see Noah try and top that! Wait…Garret could top it. Waiting for the crowd to die down from laughter some, Garret smirked at the crowd, gave them a wink, and gave Noah a little push. The way his pants were around his ankles, it would be nearly impossible for the boy to no trip and fall flat on his face. [/size][/blockquote] Winter Pursuit/All For Dayna—1116— Click here—THIS REALLY SUCKS. I DON’T KNOW WHAT MY PROBLEM IS? [/center]
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Post by winter aslin force on Mar 11, 2010 13:57:34 GMT -5
Winter twirled her drumsticks inbetween a beat before continueing to make the sticks come in contact with the drumset. They were playing an older song and she had played it so many times she new exactly where she could throw some tricks in and she did so without hesitation. This was their second day on the tour and the ride down the day before had been a hectic one. Winter Pursuit as a whole have to leave hours before anyone else did. Win had forced herself out of bed at eight thirty so she could shower. She would have done it the night before but she had gone on a cleaning streak. She had cleaned her apartment, including Noah's room which was sure to leave her nightmares for the rest of her life, but she had cleaned for Kelley while she babysat for him. She had offered to so everyone could go out. It made sense anyway because she was pregnant and couldn't drink or anything so why make someone who actually could stay in? Also she was the one to wake Noah up and get his hungover ass out of bed. They had gotten on the bus, heard Kenzie bitch a little about how if everyone wasn't always late they wouldn't have to have gotten up so early, made sure they had everything, and were on their way. Sure they had also gotten lost, left Noah at a stop when he had to go to the bathroom, and Winter had been cornered by a couple fans who wanted to touch her stomach. She thankfully had been saved by Kenzie before having a freak out. Apparently Noah had been followed by some fans too. They both agreed it was a bit weird still. It was something she was sure she'd never get used to no matter how long they would be famous and playing shows.
Winter laughed as she watched the girls grab at Noah in places they probably shouldn't be. She kept up her drumming easily although she was sweating and her hair was sticking to her in different areas except for when she moved her head around from getting into the drumming. She mouthed the words along with everyone as she drummed. It was really cool to hear everyone singing their songs. That was something she'd also never get over. Music was something she always loved and she had always been good at drumming. She knew this was what she wanted to do for the rest of her life. So it still gave her goosebumps to see the crowd singing along and knowing every word. Not to mention it was cool when people sent her videos of fans who learned her drum parts and stuff like that. It was just an awesome feeling to see that they took the time to learn it and it meant that they all really liked their music. The song ended and she wiped her forehead off with the back of her arm, making a face at the sweat. She took a quick drink of water from the bottle that sat near her feet. Screwing the lid back on she set it back down as she watched Noah get pulled back to the stage away from the crowd who obviously wanted every touch of him they could get. She was glad she had never been a screaming fan before she became famous. How embarrassing would that have been.
She shifted slightly as Noah announced that they were going to slow it down now. Fireworks was next. She knew that this one was important to Noah. She smiled back at him and sent him a wink as he looked back to her. He was her best friend, that was for sure. She laughed as Noah asked the crowd about who had their album and who bought it illegally, telling them to fight the system as most cheered. Bringing in her drums when she was supposed to, the song began and of course, almost the whole crowd knew the words. She grinned. She knew that it meant a lot to Noah so she knew that the crowd knowing it probably made him feel good. Sure the last time they played this Noah had sent a crowd of screaming girls after Garret in the crowd and it had been quite funny to be honest. Garret hadn't thought so and that was proven in what happened next. A wave of laughter and screaming came and Winter followed Noah's eyes to the picture that now hung behind her next to their banner. It was a picture Garret had posted on Twitter a while back. Win laughed lightly and sent a shrug to Noah who went back to the song. However, her jaw dropped as the AFD boys came out dressed ridiculously onto the stage. She kept playing but her eyes followed Garret who went to Noah and duct tapped his hands to his microphone. She didn't stop drumming until Garret came to her and banged ridiculously on her drums. She swat at him playfully, "Get out of her Garbear!" She said through laughter as her drums died out slightly. She tried to keep up the beat but she was laughing to hard at the boys dancing on stage. Win watched as Garret made his way back to Noah and pansted him. That's when She stopped drumming completely. She stood quickly, mouth dropped as Noah stood there without his pants. She couldn't help but bust out in laughter. She then watched as Noah was pushed and fell. Oh she knew where this was all heading. Noah would want to get them back for this one, she was sure.
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Post by noah harry charlton on Mar 15, 2010 16:15:17 GMT -5
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - There wasn't a point that Noah regretted having that picture done more then right now in front of a sell out crowd and it hanging up high behind him. Hell, it had been a practical joke for his friend's birthday back in L.A... it wasn't supposed to be found by anyone and certainly not photo shopped like it was. His cheeks turned pink a little under his sunglasses and Noah turned back to the front, his eyes shutting and he continued singing the words, thankful he couldn't see the crowd that were no doubt laughing their heads off. He could hear them after all, so apparently the banner wasn't the only thing that was going to be happening. Noah's green eyes opened again when he felt something touch his hand on the mic, something tight. Frowning, Noah's eyes looked at Garret and his voice wavered slightly when his friend spoke, "Hey fucker. Pay backs are a bitch." Clearly. Noah ignored Garret, tilting his head away from the dude although his eyes widened when he caught sight of what the guy was wearing. Was Noah high right now? The thought was interrupted as Garret wrapped more pink duct tape around both of his hands although he wasn't going to give the guy the satisfaction of reacting to it so he let him do what he wanted. If a bit of duct tape and a banner was all it took for AFD to have their revenge, then so be it. It would hardly be topping Noah getting the crowd to mob Garret months ago. Noah's voice faltered again as he spotted Riley running across with streamers, layering their stage with the stuff. Who else was here? Noah looked over his shoulder whilst Garret continued to tape his hands to the microphone and to the stand and he spotted Kelley, the words in the song now completely forgotten. It had only just started as well. His mouth fell open a bit at the destruction they were causing. Seriously? They were fucking with their first live show of the tour? Oh hell no.
Noah's head jerked back around when he felt the stop of activity and he pulled on his hands to try and get them off the mic stand but they just wouldn't. Frowning, Noah used his foot to push down on the bars at the bottom to try pull his hands free but they just wouldn't. Lifting it up, Noah lifted his arms and tried to shake it free... this was going to get annoying quickly. He could hear the crowd still laughing and he couldn't resist looking at what was happening now, the drums being disrupted. Noah pouted and gave up on his hands, his eyes just watching as Garret did some lame dance, Riley again running past with a streamer. This would require revenge. The best he could now though was not give up. He wouldn't surrender. Facing forward, Noah took his position again and even with the rest of the music being messed up, started singing where he left up. It probably looked like the end of the world had just hit and he was the last one standing and singing but was Noah bothered? Not one bit. He was tired from the set as anyone would be and shit, messing with a live show to this extent was a whole other issue. Noah's sang and sang when suddenly, the words caught in his throat and the spotlight felt like it was on him alone. With his jeans around his ankles, Noah gaped at the crowd, not even wanting to look down. Sure, he was wearing underwear and he was hardly modest but this was completely different. All he could see were millions of cameras pointed at him and his first instinct was to try and cross his legs. Anything! Except, the fact his pants were around his ankles made it kind of difficult. He heard the drums stop and everything was just silent or at least that was what it felt like to the singer. He couldn't even pick his jeans up as his hands were still taped securely to the stand and microphone. As he tried to cross his legs for some decency, Noah's balance was off anyway and he turned his head to see Garret just in time before the bastard gave him a push, Noah having no hope of staying upright the way things were. "...fuuuuuuck!" he said as he toppled backwards, the microphone echoing his expletive around the stadium that would probably pick him up a fine.
Smacking the floor, Noah lay on his back, the mic stand beside him with his hands still attached. That was the moment he gave up. What else could he really do? The crowd sounded like they were loving this although his eyes were pointed skyward. He sighed and just laid completely still other then the gentle tug of his hands to try and free them again. It felt like they would never come free. This would require a full load of hell on All For Dayna and he knew they must realise this. Noah would never be one to let this just go unpunished. He felt a streamer being let off above him that landed across his stomach and Noah frowned, although it eased slightly when Kelley came into his vision above him. "You better help me right now, bitch." He spoke deadly serious for he couldn't move himself. There would be no way he would be able to stand up on his own with his jeans wrapped around his ankles all twisted and his hands practically immobilised. Noah saw Kelley reach down and he smirked a little. He knew the guy would come through for him, except... he was just pulling the mic free from the stand he was still attached too. Suddenly, Noah felt himself being rolled toward the edge of the stage and then nudged that little bit more so he fell off the front completely. Luckily one of the security guards caught him and lowered him down to the floor, although he didn't really help him either. Again, Noah found himself looking skyward from the ground, the fans leaning over the barrier a yard or two away. Wait? Was that? Fuck no. Kelley had taken over in the song. He had just been replaced. This wasn't just revenge. This was now officially, war.
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