Rock N Roll Fashion
DescriptionAnnouncer: Ladies and Gentlemen, prepare yourselves! Ravenclaw is going to rock this fashion show, so just get up off your feet and put your hands together for the biggest rock band in all the land....U2!!
Bono: How's everyone doing? We're here tonight to support Ravenclaw Fashion, and to get you in the mood we'll be performing live during Meg's catwalk, so let her know you fancy her clothes!
Announcer: That's right, Meg is up next for Ravenclaw, modeling the rocker school girl look. She's wearing a super thin green tank top, and a tight fairy-stiched leather vest. Her green and black plaid mini is accented with a skull belt that is a must have for those who love to rock! Her over the knee boots are also leather as are her cutoff gloves. After the show see Meg, along with Bono, the Edge , Larry and Adam in our main tent to order our clothes tonight! All right, Meg, it's time! Bono, take it away!
Price:
Thin Tank Top: 10 Galleons
Fairy-stiched Leather Vest: 55 Galleons
Green and plaid mini: 19 Galleons
Leather cut-off gloves- 12 Galleons
Skull belt: 5 Galleons
Leather boots: 37 Galleons
RPG Catwalk:
Meg was in the dressing room jumping up and down to expand even a little of her nervous and excited energy. Her fellow models laughed at her, but she didn't care, if she didn't work off this excess energy Rigby would never allow her onstage near the band. She tried clearing her mind, but all she could think was Bono, Bono, Bono. Rigby had ordered her to jump off some her nerves after Meg had almost tackled one of U2's sound guys. Meg did not think it prudent to mention that at the time Rigby had herself had been hugging Bono's tour bus. She sensed now was not the time to take Rigby to task for her own U2 obsession. Since then she had been drinking water and jumping up and down in place. She heard the crowd start to cheer, and she panicked. It was time to go on, but now she had to pee!
Meg squeezed her eyes shut, and concentrated on the fact that she got to model in front of Bono. She made her way to her spot just off the runway, holding her legs together as closely as possible. Once she saw the band, all thoughts of having to go to the bathroom went flying out of her head. Tha Announcer was just beginning to speak, giving Meg precious moments to stare adoringly at the band. Then Bono was talking, and, ohmygosh he had said her name! Bono of U2 knew her name! When the announcer called her name she was off and strutting, just as U2 began to play. The Edge winked at her, and for just a moment Meg went a bit weak in the knees, but due the anti-fainting potion Rigby had made her drink earlier, she managed to stay on her feet.
She hit the runway, the mulitcolored lights washing over her as she posed. At one point Bono was walking next to her, his movements spoofing her own. Meg played it up, pretending to be a haughty high fashion model, and the crowd loved it! She prowled the stage like she was the one performing the song, knowing that she at least looked the part. She paused to take the time to sing back-up with Adam and then finished her walk by standing behind Larry and his drumset. As the song was ending, Larry let her hit one of the cymbals with his drumstick., which he let her keep.
Meg pracitially floated backstage, her heart was so full of emotion that she was sure she would burst soon. Rigby was there talking to Bono, her mouth stretched into a grin so big that Meg worried a little for her skin. "Meg, can you show the band over to our main tent?"asked Rigby. She sounded a little funny, only because she hadn't stopped grinning yet. Meg nodded and Bono offered her his arm as she directed them to Ravenclaw's main merchandise tent.
Catwalk Music:Discotheque by U2
you can reach but you can't grab it
you can't hold it control it you can't bag it
you can push but you can't direct it
circulate regulate oh no you cannot connect it
you know you're chewing bubblegum
you know what that is but you still want some
you just can't get enough of that lovie dovie stuff
you get confused but you know it
yeah you hurt for it woork for it LOVE
you don't always show it
LET GO LET'S GO... DISCOTHEQUE
GO GO... LET GO... DISCOTHEQUE
looking for the one
but you know you're somwhere else instead
you want to be the song
the song that you hear in your head
LOVE
it's not a trick... you can't learn it
it's the way you don't pay that's okey 'cause you can't earn it
you know you'e chewing bubblegum
you know that is but you still want some
'cause you just can't get enough of that lovie dovie stuff
LET GO LET'S GO... DISCOTHEQUE
GO GO... LET GO... DISCOTHEQUE
looking for the one
but you know you're somwhere else instead
I want to be the song
be the song that you hear in your head
LOVE
but you take what you can get
'cause it's all that you can find
oh you know there's something more
but tonight, tonight, tonight
BOOM CHA
BOOM CHA
DISCOTHEQUE
DO YOU FEEL LOVED?
take these hands they're good for nothing
you know this hands have never worked a day
take these boots they're going nowhere
you know these boots they don't want to stray
you got my head filled with songs
you got my shoelaces undone
take my shirt go on take it off me
you can tear it up
if you can tie me down
DO YOU FEEL LOVED? DO YOU FEEL LOVED?
take the colours of my imagination
take the scent hanging in the air
take this tangle of a coversation
and turn it into your own prayer
with my fingers as you want them
with my nails in your side
with my teeth at your back
and my tongue to tell you the sweetest lies
DO YOU FEEL LOVED? DO YOU FEEL LOVED?
love's a bully pushing shoving
in the belly of a woman
heavy rhythm taking over
to stick together
a man and a woman
stick together
man and woman
stick together ...
DO YOU FEEL LOVED?
DO YOU FEEL LOVED?
and it looks like the sun
but it feels like the rain
and there's heat in the sun
to see us through the rain
DescriptionAnnouncer: Wow, could it get any better? Next up is Aeon to show you the latest in Rock Fashion, and accompaning her with their music is...Fall Out Boy!
{time passes as the teenage audience loudly lose their minds}
Aeon is wearing our 100% cotton t-shirt with zebra print and striped sleeves. Zebra is hot this season! Her black leather mini comes with a must have for your wardrobe- a wide red belt. She is also modeling black leather lace up boots and red knee highs to tie the outfit together. The boots also come with extra lace, which Aeon has fashioned into a trendy necklace. Ladies and Gentlemen I give you, Aeon and Fall Out Boy!
Price:Zebra tee: 20 Galleons
Black Mini and Belt: 55 Galleons
Lace Up Leather Boots: 40 Galleons
Knee Highs (asst colors): 3 Galleons
RPG Catwalk:Violet eyes scanned the crowd restlessly as Aeon searched for a sign of Lily, she had heard rumors that she had been over by the Fashion Police tent, but so far had not caught sight of her. She turned to watch Fall Out Boy band members and stage crew setting up behind the thick red velvet curtains. She had only just got into their music, but she was super excited that Rigby had picked her to do the Rock Fashion catagory. It's where she felt the most comfortable, she had been singing in a garage band since she was 12, and the chance to be around such a huge band was amazing. She'd even get to hang out with them later in the merchandise tent and secretly she was hoping for a chance to jam with them at the after party. Rigby and the rest of the Ravenclaw Fashion Shoe coordinators were hard task masters, but they threw huge parties after the shows that made it all worth it.
Rigby came and tapped her on the shoulder, spraying a little gel into her hair and sweeping her short hair to one side.
"You look awesome, go out there and sell the clothes, and have fun! You are about to live out the fantasy of thousands of 15 year olds, so just don't blow it! Seriously, you are rocking!" Rigby said. Aeon grimaced, knowing that Rigby meant well. She took her place behind the curtain, smiling shyly at the band members, who returned her smile with big goofy ones that made her laugh out loud. She had to cover her mouth when she heard the announcer introducing her and the band. The audience went crazy after Fall Out Boy's introduciton, and for a solid 3 minutes there was nothing but a loud roar of cheers and screams. The exuberant adulation didn't seem to faze the band at all, but Aeon was a little intimidated.
The curtains parted and like it or not Aeon was on the catwalk. The crowd screamed some more, but settled down a little bit while the announcer gave the details of her outfit. She had a feeling that the band would more than sell the outfit, and the weight of pressure was lifted of her shoulders. She couldn't screw up even if she wanted to, she doubted many people would even notice. The band began to play, whipping Aeon into motion. She sauntered down the catwalk, trying to look as remote and cold as the models she saw on tv. She also tried to ignore the screaming girls that were trying to rush the stage. Luckily Ravenclaw had ordered extra security and all the bands had brought some of their own muscle as well. Being on stage at that moment was like being in the eye of a hurricane, and she knew that someday she wanted this. Maybe she'd audition for the next Rock Star show.
She reached the end of the runway and dance with one of the security guards, which appeared to make the crowd even more excited, if possible. Aeon laughed as she pushed awayfrom the security guard making her way back. She danced among the band, a la Courtney Cox and Bruce Springsteen (*bonus points for anyone who knows what I mean by that*XD). She stayed dancing, her pale blonde hair reflecting the multi-color lights, until the band was done. The crowd cried in agony when the curtains closed on them. Aeon had no doubt that their merchandise tent was about to be invaded by hundreds of students, and quite a few of their parents and celebrity guest. Rigby was backstage, ready with a towel and a bottle of water, the really pretty Fiji brand.
"Just wait until the aftershow!" Rigby promised. Aeon laughed, but inside she knew that there would be no topping what she had just experienced.
Catwalk Music:This Ain't A Scene, It's An Arms Race {Ravenclaw Edit} by Fall Out Boy
I am an arms dealer
Fitting you with weapons in the form of words
And don't really care which side wins
As long as the room keeps singing
That's just the business I'm in, yeah
This ain't a scene, it's a darn arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a darn arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a darn arms race
I'm not a shoulder to cry on
But I digress
I'm a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh so intricate,
Oh so intricate
[x2]
I wrote the gospel on giving up
(You look pretty sinking)
But the real bombshells have already sunk
(Prima donnas of the gutter)
At night we're painting your trash gold while you sleep
Crashing not like hips or cars*,
No, more like p-p-p-parties
This ain't a scene, it's a darn arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a darn arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a darn arms race
This bandwagon's full
Please, catch another
I'm a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh so intricate,
Oh so intricate
[x2]
Yeahh…
Whoa-ohh
All the boys who the dance floor didn't love
And all the girls whose lips couldn't move fast enough
Sing, until your lungs give out
This ain't a scene, it's a darn arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a darn arms race
(Now you)
This ain't a scene, it's a darn arms race
(Wear out the groove)
This ain't a scene, it's a darn arms race
(Sing out loud)
This ain't a scene, it's a darn arms race
(Oh, oh)
This ain't a scene, it's a darn arms race
I'm a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh so intricate,
Oh so intricate
[x2]