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| The Celebrations And Such..... | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Aug 23 2004, 06:28 PM (2,104 Views) | |
| Fudgie | Aug 25 2004, 04:12 PM Post #101 |
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Guy Fawkes' Campaign Manager
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It's fine - he sends his love and will be home soon ... Just glad to be here with my friends. |
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| Caer Rialis | Aug 25 2004, 04:28 PM Post #102 |
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Asleep
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**Oscar looks about, anxiously** Do you hear that? Do you hear that? **He stares at Aidan** The centaurs! The centaurs are coming! **Oscar runs from the room to gather his 'things'. Aidan following, muttering, another wedding down the tubes** |
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| j delight | Aug 25 2004, 04:35 PM Post #103 |
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*stops Aidan at the door as he tries to catch up to his father* You are Aidan? Here, this is from the doctor. She gave me this package at the door just now and I said I would find you right away. *presses a small bottle into Aidan's hand with a sympathetic smile and a nod* *Turns toward the bar with a quizzical look. The bartender tilts his head towards the lawn with a knowing grin and she mouths a thank you to him. Out the door into the fresh air she goes, straightening her skirt and laughing to herself as she sees that familiar tartan-clad form resting on the lounger.* *She kneels down and takes his hand in hers...* |
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| Yulia | Aug 25 2004, 04:42 PM Post #104 |
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*After some time, Yulia snaps out of her trance and smiles up to him, shaking her head slightly. She leans against James gently and places her arms around his waist, loose enough so he knew if he wanted to move she wouldn't stop him. Looking about, Yulia seems to note that people have arrived and more were on their way... She grins slightly, seeing Fudge with Anti. She looks up at James and nods slightly toward Fudge, releasing his waist and walking over to Fudge. Yulia grins mischeviously, looking back and James. She winks, then turns back to AntiD, holding a finger up to her lips. She places her hands on Fudges hips and kisses her neck lightly, then lifts her head and whispers sudectively* "Hey." |
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| PapaC | Aug 25 2004, 05:26 PM Post #105 |
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0.5 Steamie; 0.5 FBB
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PapaC stirs, emerging from his reverie with a smile playing around the edges of his mouth. Still drowsy, he looks at the gorgeous creature kneeling before him, holding his hand, and he utters the immortal words, "Of course I do darling." As he returns to full awareness, he wonders what he has committed himself to. This could be interesting. JD stands, and PC stands too Then he gets to his feet, straightens his kilt and adjusts his sporran. They slip their arms around each other and head for the dance floor.
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| j delight | Aug 25 2004, 05:46 PM Post #106 |
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*As she shows him how to do the Cotton-Eyed Joe, JD marvels at PC's evil creativity and keeps an eye out for Jason. She gives his waist a squeeze and winks and gets distracted mightily* another gorgeous kilt...OMG |
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| htz3 | Aug 25 2004, 05:51 PM Post #107 |
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Former Delegate Member of COG
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htz3 grabs Sassy's hand. Takes her to Daedalus and places her hand in his. Then finds Senatrix Paigetakes asks for her hand and gose back to Daedalus and Sassy Shakes his head at the band leader and the band begins to play Sunrise Sunset "Daedalus since our wives father isn't here would you do the honor of the Father of the Brides Dance with his daugther." Daedals takes Sassy hand and begins to dance. Artist: Perry Como Album: Look To Your Heart Title: Sunrise, Sunset ( sunrise, sunset, sunrise, sunset . . . ) Is this the little girl i carried? Is this the little boy at play? I don't remember growing older, When did they? When did she get to be a beauty? When did he grow to be so tall? Wasn't it yesterday when they were small? Sunrise sunset, sunrise, sunset, Swiftly flow the days, Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers, Blossoming even as they gaze . . . Sunrise sunset, sunrise, sunset! Swiftly fly the years, One season following another, Laden with happiness and tears . . . One season following another, Laden with happiness and tears . . . ( sunrise, sunset, sunrise, sunset . . . ) As the song finishes htz3 begins to dance with Senatrix Paige |
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| Slackervania | Aug 25 2004, 06:01 PM Post #108 |
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Sexy Succubus
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*looks from one guy to the other* "You guys have fun." *Gets into her car and drives away.* |
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| TOOL a HOO | Aug 25 2004, 06:11 PM Post #109 |
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wtf? *watched flower drop to the ground and stands there alone in a dark parking lot* I need a drink. |
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| PapaC | Aug 25 2004, 06:19 PM Post #110 |
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0.5 Steamie; 0.5 FBB
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Happens to glance across at the rope secured at one end to a huge oak tree, and at the other around Slacker's rear axle (or rather around Slacker's car's rear axle), and waits for the crunch. Whispers in JD's ear, "Here we go ... she thought she was away but we know better ..." With a sickening crunch, the car's back axle separates itself from the rest of the vehicle, which seems to hover for a couple of seconds, just like in a roadrunner cartoon, before connecting violently with the road. Bits of car fly off in all directions. It must have been built by a circus mechanic. |
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| TOOL a HOO | Aug 25 2004, 06:31 PM Post #111 |
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*walks to bar* ekk gad, whats this feeling of glass shards tearing away at my heart. Herc, set me up buddy. Southern Comfort tonight. :shooters Oh and save the belching podwer.
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| Cerebricona | Aug 25 2004, 06:39 PM Post #112 |
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Dakkon Antilles, President of Cerebricona
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*squeezes Liz's hand quickly* Liz my dear, would you care to dance? *She says yes, excitedly* How about swing? *I turn towards the band and look back at her with a lopsided smile and a raised eyebrow.* |
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| Elizabiethian | Aug 25 2004, 06:40 PM Post #113 |
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Got Rock?
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I love swing dancing!! |
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| Herculeum | Aug 25 2004, 06:47 PM Post #114 |
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*Jason turns around and begins mixing the drink* *you see him toss several strawberries, a whole bottle of vodka, and an unidentifiable meaty substance into a blender and set the whole thing running* *With a sound like the last pathetic squeak of a dying weasel, the blender shuts down. Jason pours the stuff into a glass* *He then makes an actual Southern Comfort, powder-free, and slides it down to TaH* |
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| Jacksong | Aug 25 2004, 06:47 PM Post #115 |
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"My Godfather has given his permission for me to do the next one, with his best wishes to Htz3 and Sassy. Hit it guys. :band Speak softly, love and hold me warm against your heart I feel your words, the tender trembling moments start We're in a world, our very own Sharing a love that only few have ever known Wine-colored days warmed by the sun Deep velvet nights when we are one Speak softly, love so no one hears us but the sky The vows of love we make will live until we die My life is yours and all because You came into my world with love so softly love (instrumental interlude> Wine-colored days warmed by the sun Deep velvet nights when we are one Speak softly, love so no one hears us but the sky The vows of love we make will live until we die My life is yours and all because You came into my world with love so softly love *Heads to the bar for more grog, and finds out that a few folks have ordered the special grog, but not many. Looks around for Parrrrtay, thinking the time may be right to make that move to the Cabana. Where could that Crazy Lady have run off to?* |
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| TOOL a HOO | Aug 25 2004, 06:56 PM Post #116 |
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Thanks. *takes first shot, second shot, third shot, fouth shot, fifth shot* What's this... the feeling of emptiness created by my recent rejection is quietly slipping away. *looks at bottle* Will you be my date tonight SC? *takes out superglue and glues each shot glass to the bar, then puts a nice layer of superglue around the outer edges of the shot glass* *finds a nice table to sit down at* |
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| j delight | Aug 25 2004, 07:03 PM Post #117 |
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*Laughs and hugs PC* OK - let's be serious for a moment here... *gets serious for a moment* Whew! That was seriously good. Shall we dance again? |
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| Cerebricona | Aug 25 2004, 07:10 PM Post #118 |
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Dakkon Antilles, President of Cerebricona
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You do? Awesome! I've gotten a little rusty, but I still remember a few moves. *walks excitedly over to the band, Liz trailing by our joined hands* Would you mind playing a swing number next? *one of the guys tuning his guitar mumbles something or other* I think he said it'll be a couple minutes. Let's get something to drink at the bar while we wait... shall we?*we go over and hop on the bar chairs* hmm... is it just me, or are there less people here than attended the wedding? *I shake my head* They just don't know what they're missing! Hey, Jason! Could you please prepare us a couple of ice cream punches? They're really very good, trust me! Anyway, I hope they'll get to the swing soon enough. When'd you learn to swing? and have you been able to use it much? |
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| Jacksong | Aug 25 2004, 07:10 PM Post #119 |
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* With the "special grog" kicking in, I observe what Tah is doing and start laughing, and though I try to stop, it just seems to be the funniest thing I have ever seen and I can't stop. Walks back onstage, biting my tongue to keep from laughing, then I realize how funny that is and burst out with laughter again. I finally regain my composure and step up to the mic. "I have been having fun doing all your requests tonight, and this next one comes from a very special lady, and I am going to send it out to that special lady, you know who you are. Hit it :band Chances are 'cause I wear a silly grin The moment you come into view Chances are you think that I'm in love with you Just because my composure sort of slips The moment that your lips meet mine Chances are you think my heart's your Valentine In the magic of moonlight when I sigh, "Hold me close, dear" Chances are you believe the stars that fill the skies are in my eyes Guess you feel you'll always be the one and only one for me And if you think you could Well, chances are your chances are awfully good Chances are you believe the stars that fill the skies are in my eyes Guess you feel you'll always be the one and only one for me And if you think you could Well, chances are your chances are awfully good The chances are your chances are awfully good *Jacksong steps off the stage as the band goes into a swing tune* |
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| PapaC | Aug 25 2004, 07:38 PM Post #120 |
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0.5 Steamie; 0.5 FBB
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PapaC and JD gradually slow and stop as Jacksong finishes and before the band starts to swing. They look at each other. "That was our song" they say in unison (because they are so in tune with each other that they know pretty well what the other is thinking). JD's eyes sparkle mischievously. "Thankyou" he says, visibly melting, "that was a wonderful request. I love you." They applaud Jacksong as he leaves the stage, and he pauses on his way past. "I know," he says, "but it was for me too. Have you seen Parrrrtay anywhere?" "Not recently," they say, and promise to keep their eyes peeled in case she shows. "You want to swing?" asks JD. "Only if it's dancing," replies PC, "I think I'd be worried if you were even hinting at anything else. Besides ..." *he whispers in JD's delicate ear and she laughs her tinkling laugh, fondling his sporran* |
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| j delight | Aug 25 2004, 08:38 PM Post #121 |
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********************************** :fireworks |
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| Jacksong | Aug 25 2004, 08:45 PM Post #122 |
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*Still thinking about Parrrrtay and what she had said, sings this song to her :band Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream When I want you in my arms When I want you and all your charms Whenever I want you, all I have to do is Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream When I feel blue in the night And I need you to hold me tight Whenever I want you, all I have to do is Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam I can make you mine, taste your lips of wine Anytime night or day Only trouble is, gee whiz I'm dreamin' my life away I need you so that I could die I love you so and that is why Whenever I want you, all I have to do is Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam I can make you mine, taste your lips of wine Anytime night or day Only trouble is, gee whiz I'm dreamin' my life away I need you so that I could die I love you so and that is why Whenever I want you, all I have to do is Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream FADE Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream *Well, I am about sung out, unless I get a request, I think it is time for another Dancing Bear Grog* |
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| PapaC | Aug 25 2004, 08:56 PM Post #123 |
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0.5 Steamie; 0.5 FBB
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Just one more before you go Jack 'Chances Are' again? My request this time. |
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| j delight | Aug 25 2004, 08:57 PM Post #124 |
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*As they stand to the side of the dance floor, JD is distracted from the Lion Rampant for a moment by the faint sound of hissing behind her* PC...I think we had better go outside....NOW! *She grabs his hand and with kilt and skirt aflying they make for the door, just in time to miss being smoke-soaked by a stink bomb. Yulia and James are not so lucky, however, and stand aghast at the misdirected prank.* *A CrAzY laugh behind them reveals that Parrrtay had something to do with this. PC and JD turn quickly, but they see only a flash of a highheel as it rounds the corner of one of the cabanas.* *Again, their synchronicity of thought is apparent and they take off after her with cold pool water on their minds!* *They nearly run over Jacksong as they tear past the pool* Jack! Help us catch that naughty Parrrtay! |
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| Jacksong | Aug 25 2004, 08:58 PM Post #125 |
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I would love to but I have a long standing rule, I only sing a song one time per night, but if you help me catch that crazy Parrrrtay, I could reconsider. |
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Then he gets to his feet, straightens his kilt and adjusts his sporran. They slip their arms around each other and head for the dance floor.
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