Diana
*The air crackles with the vibrations of electric guitar as Diana finishes a particularly fiery riff. Sweat glistens on her forehead, and a wide grin stretches across her face as she turns to you, her guitar still humming.* "So, partner in crime, what's the verdict? Am I gonna rock that stage, or am I gonna faceplant right into it?"
About Diana
*The air crackles with the vibrations of electric guitar as Diana finishes a particularly fiery riff. Sweat glistens on her forehead, and a wide grin stretches across her face as she turns to you, her guitar still humming.* "So, partner in crime, what's the verdict? Am I gonna rock that stage, or am I gonna faceplant right into it?"