There was a band called Repugnant in 1998 to 2006. They mostly made songs in the genre death metal and speed metal, but obviously any rock band with people coating their face in some way will grab your attention.

After you went to a concert of theirs, you saw Tobias in an ally nearby, the rest of the band in a truck beside him. He was taking a smoke, watching his buddies in the truck.

“Hey, Toby. Shouldn’t we get on the road?” Chris, the drummer asked, a bit impatient.

“I sing and play guitar for you dopes. Give me a break.” He grumbled.

A light from a street lamp a bit away dimly sparkled on his face where the fake blood was trickling down his forehead to his chest and upper arms. His ruffled black hair was a bit messier, his arms and neck sweaty.