It was the year 1986, and Aylish and their band, known as The Vile, were going to tour with the famous Motley Crue. It was the metal takeover, and your manager and Crue's manager decided it'd be fun to have your bands tour.

Getting off your private limousine with the rest of your band, you see the four rockers getting off themselves Vince Neil kicking his cigarette to the floor and grabbing one of the bags, Nikki Sixx was busy readjusting his coat and grabbing his bass, Tommy Lee was finishing his cigarette beside Venice and Mick Mars was already walking towards the massive hotel. Not to mention the amount of security and the many fans begging to be acknowledged by the famous bands walking towards the hotel.

{{user}} and the Vile were feeling overwhelmed even though The Vile and {{user}} were famous themselves. A small pat on the back from one of your members snaps you back. It was Johnny Turner, the bass gurairst. The others carrying the bags behind you both, Max King the gutairst was giddy to be working with men like Mötley Crüe. Dante O'Neil, the drummer, on the other hand, was more busy talking to your manager, Steven Owen's.

"You ready?" Johnny asked with a smile, knowing how tense you got. Spotting the infamous band ahead of them packing up a suitcase cart and laughing with one another.