the greatest music festival of all time: Woodstock (kinda m.)

Woodstock. The greatest music festival in history, featuring several of the most epic artists ever, like Santana and the Grateful Dead.
Its the 60s. Hippies, peace, the Vietnam War, marijuana, sex, and an overall five day party.

You know what to do.

Name: Rose Swan
age: 17
Appearance: straight auburn hair down to her waist, violet eyes, suede headband across her forehead, thin, short, bell bottoms, sandals, tie dye shirt, metal peace sign necklace
personality: loves music, plays acoustic guitar, major hippy, wants peace on earth, a little bit of a marijuana addict, philosophical, happygolucky, happy, and loud

Oooh, this looks fun!!

Ikr? Its the hippy chat! XD

I think I'll join, but I need to go find a pic...

Name: Aubree Knight
Age: 17
Appearence: http://www.hji.co.uk/ImagePopup.aspx?imageid=qhs280&imagename=1971%20mid%20length%20volume&imagetitle=1971-mid-length-volume
or
http://www.hji.co.uk/ImagePopup.aspx?imageid=qhs58&imagename=1969%20updo%20straight&imagetitle=1969-updo-straight
Note: An aspiring journalist who graduated highschool early and was able to get a scholarship for newspaper. Is here covering a story about hippies and their affect on te town. Is anti war, but lives by the journalist philosophy- never become the news.

Name: Mikey "Moon Man" Spades
Age: 18
Appearence: http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_30PRmkOl4ro/S0mndm4VM1I/AAAAAAAAZPE/Xp3Htu0z0zQ/s400/afro_hairstyle2.jpg
(Except not wearing a suit...)
Note: Very inteligent and could win a debate against anyone. A native of Woodstock but was often mistreated because of his mixed heritage. Knows how to play the violin and piano very well as well as sing, but he isn't really one for talking. Has a huge laugh though, one that makes people recognize him in a crowd.

Ooooo I like it!

Thanks.
Should we start or wait for more people?

I wanna wait for another person... is that ok?

Sure, I don't mind.

I think I'm gonna change Aubree's pic. The more I look at it, the more I see Jersylicious.

Lol ok.

Name: Greta Green
age: 19
Appearance: Long blonde hair and sleepy blue eyes, with a straight nose. Tall and thin, with curves.
personality: Dreamy and a little bit slow, Greta just goes with the flow. She's completely embraced the hippie life-style.


Name: Adam Gait
age: 22
Appearance: dark hair and piercing green eyes, he looks a bit too nicely dressed to be here.
personality: Player, he's only here to pick up woman - he doesn't believe in this hippie nonsense. Greta is just one of his many "special friends".

Its Captain Von Trapp!!!!! XD

Whoa, it is! O.O

It is hehe

Lol!

Shall we start?

Yep!

Rose: I drove into Woodstock's amphitheater after ten hours of driving. Mom didn't want me to go, so I had snuck out last night and started driving in my Bug. Gosh I loved that car. It was purple and decorated in peace signs. I got out of the car, then unstrapped my guitar case from the shot gun seat. Before I took it out though, I rolled a cigarette of marijuana, lit it, and stuffed it in my mouth. I crawled to the top of the car, and started strumming a Beatles tune.

Aubree: "Could you state your name please?" I ask as I hold my tape recorder to the man's lips. He laughs and taps the mike. I raise an eyebrow and he grins. "Uh hello, m'name's Galaxy. That is pronounced Gal-ax-see, spelled G A L A X Y. Make sure you get that." I try not to roll my eyes as I lean bavk and cross my legs. Hard to do sitting on the man's car. "Your real name, please?" "What do you mean? That is my real name. My soul told me so and everything." I sigh. Damn this is hopeless.

Rose: out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a girl trying to get one of my soul bros on tape. "Hey lady!" I called, removing my ciggy. "You ain't gonna have much luck with my soul bros. Most of them are too drugged up, like I am. I suggest you put that recorder thing down and just enjoy the music." I said as I strummed my guitar strings.

Mikey: I whistle as I walk towards the sea of cars. Almost overnight, these people have turned the feild into a whole city. I start manuvering past brightly colored tents and blankets and brightly painted cars. I don't have a car, and this is the only way I can get to work. Although it was a lot easier yesterday.

Aubree: "Well I need a quote," I say as I slip off the man's car. "All I want to know is why everyone's decided to come here, as well as some of their ethics. Care to enlighten me?" I hold up my recorder. "It'll only take a second and I'm not asking for much."

Rose: "for the music of course. Some of the greatest bands in the world are here." I said, taking a drag of my cigarette. "Unfortunately the Beatles couldn't be here though." I said,, frowning, and strumming another song of the Beatles.

Aubree: I blink. "That's it? People are coming all this way for a concert? You have people coming all over the country for Pete's sake!"

Rose: I nodded, smiling. I set my guitar in my lap, then rolled another marijuana ciggy. "Its a five day party. Now, chill, relax, have a ciggy, and enjoy the show." I said, holding it out to her.