Ross Avenue School
|Ross Avenue School|
|Ross Avenue School
West Becktown [13,31]
The School Of Rock
Ross was a man who liked two things: crackin' nuts and bustin' jams. Late one night he stumbled home drunk from a blues concert at the Ackerman Hotel. Falling down semi-conscious, he realised there were far too few cronies to enjoy rock with balls. And so, setting out the next morning with a hang over and a sharp stake, he found a nice old office block just off Chorley Drive. Muttering savagely about how many nuts he's crack and the jams he'd smoo all over the place, he shoved his stake into a crack in the wall and unfurled the flag at the end of it. A long flowing banner in electric blue sang out Ross Avenue School for kicking out hot tunes. As the clientele rose and more and more students enrolled in classes for Awesomness, Applied Awesomness and Getting Ladies in the Sack with Power Ballads, Ross realised he needed to extend his curriculum for the more rowdier crowd. Soon Target Practice with a Sawn-Off and Fire Axe for Beginners got rolling, and before Ross even knew what he was doing, he was the king of the north west of West Becktown.
JI Get Cracked
Some young, rambunctious lads who called themselves Justice Inc had just come from a fresh roll in the hay with the local Meals on Wheel girls. A little tipsy on moonshine, they barrelled into the Ross Avenue School (by now the name had been shortened for the ease of its alcoholic students) looking for a fight. What they got was a permanent hang out, a home away from home. The lads and lasses of Ross Avenue adopted the JI boys, then everyone got toasted and cracked and gobbled nuts until no more nuts could be had.
Then the ugly broke out...
Horizontal line anyone?
Bits Of Interest
Barricading is to be kept at Extremely Heavy Metal, to keep the Zeds from ruining the ongoing party atmos.
You can find spray cans, books on music history starting from 1961 and books with poetry by Mama Cass, Jim Morrison and Jimi Hendrix. Tagging the place gives ya 1 XP, and we highly encourage you to spray the place up. Rock and music related tags are preferred, but not essential.
While we rock and boho types generally hate the fuzz, we understand that the Zed-men are even worse than The MAN, so we try and help out the Curle Street PD as much as possible, while wailing guitars create a wall of noise in the background.