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“No shit. What sort of thing you play?” Celia perks up—though Roxy doesn’t seem half as impressed, hand on rhinestoned hip, calculating; a potential threat? But Parabilis was far enough to be safe, and she wasn’t going to say anything right here, right now. For all she knows, their probably weird, technically indie band could be utter horseshit. Or the next Evanescence.

Finally: “Whatever. I’ll come see it. See what we’re up against,” Roxy deadpans, the constant half-smile on her face little indicator of anything at all. “I’ll bring some unbiased groupies, too.” No way are Under Siege famous enough for actual groupies: she’ll just drag Maple, who doesn’t particularly like Under Siege (or any music except showtunes); who is technically unbiased.

Clay shuffles up to the band, hands in their pockets. “W’sup,” they mumble, hoping to word their question in a way that didn’t make them seem like they admired this band too much — which they did, of course, but they would never admit how much they fucked with Under Siege aloud.

“So, uh… y’all play some sick music. You do covers n’ stuff, right? What, uh… what sorta recs do you have, as far as songs n’ stuff go? Might consider learning some of it myself.”

Most of the band members—that is, everyone except Roxy—seem particularly taken back by the compliment-slash-request. “Our first fan,” Dean jokes, looking simultaneously awkward and extremely pleased with himself.

“Ooh, but that’s a dangerous question, sweetie,” Roxy giggles, satisfied with the compliment as she glances to her bandmate, Celia. “Celia ain’t gonna shut up now you’ve asked her that.” Her grin only widens as she notices the expression on Celia’s face—pissed off, and embarrassed about it, with her lips pursed in a sharp line.

“What instrument do ya play?” Linh pipes up, smiling at Clay from under a shock of pink, green and black hair, trying to avert their attention from Celia slightly. “We can figure ya somethin’ out, somethin’ proper interesting. Not just root notes or power chords or whatever.”

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“Hardcore, man,” Celia mutters, affecting something of a compliment (though you couldn’t tell by her tone) before she shuts up again. Linh, obviously used to this sort of thing—casting a glare to Roxy, who looks faux-apologetic—offers: “Well, Cel’s really the expert, then. But if you play well, we could always kinda use a second guitar, since Roxy can’t play for shit.”

Celia again, softened slightly by Linh’s defense: “Black Veil Brides have some pretty good guitar parts. How good actually are you?”

Clay shuffles up to the band, hands in their pockets. “W’sup,” they mumble, hoping to word their question in a way that didn’t make them seem like they admired this band too much — which they did, of course, but they would never admit how much they fucked with Under Siege aloud.

“So, uh… y’all play some sick music. You do covers n’ stuff, right? What, uh… what sorta recs do you have, as far as songs n’ stuff go? Might consider learning some of it myself.”

Most of the band members—that is, everyone except Roxy—seem particularly taken back by the compliment-slash-request. “Our first fan,” Dean jokes, looking simultaneously awkward and extremely pleased with himself.

“Ooh, but that’s a dangerous question, sweetie,” Roxy giggles, satisfied with the compliment as she glances to her bandmate, Celia. “Celia ain’t gonna shut up now you’ve asked her that.” Her grin only widens as she notices the expression on Celia’s face—pissed off, and embarrassed about it, with her lips pursed in a sharp line.

“What instrument do ya play?” Linh pipes up, smiling at Clay from under a shock of pink, green and black hair, trying to avert their attention from Celia slightly. “We can figure ya somethin’ out, somethin’ proper interesting. Not just root notes or power chords or whatever.”

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Clay shuffles up to the band, hands in their pockets. “W’sup,” they mumble, hoping to word their question in a way that didn’t make them seem like they admired this band too much — which they did, of course, but they would never admit how much they fucked with Under Siege aloud.

“So, uh… y’all play some sick music. You do covers n’ stuff, right? What, uh… what sorta recs do you have, as far as songs n’ stuff go? Might consider learning some of it myself.”

Most of the band members—that is, everyone except Roxy—seem particularly taken back by the compliment-slash-request. “Our first fan,” Dean jokes, looking simultaneously awkward and extremely pleased with himself.

“Ooh, but that’s a dangerous question, sweetie,” Roxy giggles, satisfied with the compliment as she glances to her bandmate, Celia. “Celia ain’t gonna shut up now you’ve asked her that.” Her grin only widens as she notices the expression on Celia’s face—pissed off, and embarrassed about it, with her lips pursed in a sharp line.

“What instrument do ya play?” Linh pipes up, smiling at Clay from under a shock of pink, green and black hair, trying to avert their attention from Celia slightly. “We can figure ya somethin’ out, somethin’ proper interesting. Not just root notes or power chords or whatever.”

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WELCOME TO THE BLOG!! <3

haiii! my name’s glitch, welcome to this askblog! this blog is for some of the original characters in a story i’m hoping to write in the future: the members of the band, UNDER SIEGE, and their (mostly reluctant) groupies!!

please do ask my ocs anything you like—relationships, personal questions, just general silliness—or ask me anything about them! i will answer questions to me directly, but ones addressed to specific ocs will be answered in a short rp-style reply (“hellooo,” he said, etc).

additionally, feel free to drop starters for rps with any of them! i will do my best to reply to everything as fast as i can, but bear in mind it might take a while depending on the question, starter, or request.

fanworks are also welcome, of course!! make sure to tag this blog if you make anything as i’d LOVE to see it!! <3

under siege’s storyline is set in 2008, saskatchewan, canada. the world that the characters reside in is similar to ours in most ways, except for the potentially provable existence of supernatural entities and occurrences, and some made up place names. the characters live in the town of Normal, a rural town surrounded by woodland, with only one road in and out.

it should be noted that there will be dark and horror themes present throughout; everything will be tagged appropriately, but if you’re not a fan of horror content, keep yourself safe and comfortable <3

without further ado, let’s meet the band! click their names to be taken to character-specific posts (COMING SOON), which contain much more information and all of the posts related to them.

the lead singer is roxy blake, half of the foundation of the band. she’s crass and confident, ruling with an iron fist and razor-sharp pink nails.

second-in-command is bassist dean xie, who’s allegiances are torn between fellow founding member roxy and the band’s guitarist, celia starling, whom he has a soft spot for (and who has a soft spot for absolutely no-one). though she arguably brings the most to the band, she is often dismissed; and “creative differences” between her and other members are the origins of most of the band’s infighting.

their drummer is linh vu, happy being stuck in their lead’s shadow alongside celia. though outgoing and cheerful, very few people actually know anything concrete about them.

their most enthusiastic supporter is quinnie xie, who attends all of their practices without fail and handles most of the tech stuff. she’s impulsive and a little flighty, violently different to her twin brother dean.

though its embarrassing to have your only supporters be younger siblings, celia later managed to get her half-brother, jesús echeverría, to attend a practice or two. with zero musical ear but little else to do, he became their designated driver.

finally, maple akhtar hangs out with the rest of them for little other reason than he doesn’t want to have to make new friends who don’t spend all their time playing in roxy’s basement. he’ll sit in the corner quite happily ignoring the rest of them, with headphones so big he wouldn’t hear an explosion directly underneath him.

under siege play pop punk, emo and screamo music, often covers of early-2000s artists such as taking back sunday, blink-182, my chemical romance, evanescence, and underoath. while there’s a little bit of internal drama (correction: a LOT), the focus of the story when it eventually comes together in my mind will be more supernatural, with celia as the main character.

tags i will be using are:

#under siege - for all posts

#ask under siege - for asks directed to the characters

#ask glitch - for asks to me rather than the characters, about the world etc

#glitch rps - for roleplays

#glitch writes - sneak peeks or oneshots to do with the band

#under siege fanworks - for fanworks, if i get any :3

as well as specific ones for each character!

enjoy! <3