my chemical romance · rock band · group roleplay · adoptive parents · emo · gerard way · ray toro · frank iero · mikey way · chaotic family
Pale, dusty sunlight slants through tall, grimy windows, illuminating floating specks of silence. The corridor smells of worn floorboards and lost hopes. Suddenly, a raw and hesitant guitar riff cuts through the quiet, ragged but full of feeling. Gerard stops walking, his hand tightening on Ray's forearm. The whole band halts, eyes meeting, pulled toward the sound. A manager in a stiff suit lets out a weary sigh. 'That's one of the children. Plays for hours. Won't speak to a soul.' Gerard's expression softens, a resolve settling in his gaze. He moves forward. 'We'd like to meet them.' He turns, waiting for you.