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| Betrothal Bash at The Playhouse; The Engagement of PapaC and J Delight | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Nov 29 2004, 11:40 PM (2,607 Views) | |
| Semartica | Dec 9 2004, 04:56 PM Post #101 |
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Mikail Vlodmekov, Private Investigations.
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*Begins concocting a pitcher of Sex On the Beach for the unconscious parrrtay, and ordering his dwarves to slip various people mickeys and clap for j delight. |
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| Military Force | Dec 9 2004, 05:09 PM Post #102 |
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Wandering Ghost
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Begging your pardon ma'am but the Praetor's medic did give her the ok, she's just out... *he watches her go with a puzzled look* Civilians sheesh He mutters under his breath *Turning to one of the badgers* "Go get a pitcher of whatever the hell." My brother has some strange friends around here... Why on earth would i want to interrogate her? And why does everyone think this is somehow my fault? And why does everyone think they can just bark orders to members of the royal family? :glare: She is getting married, so I guess we can let it go... *glares back at a staring guest* Can I help you??? *He takes the still dazed young lady in his arms and carries her into the cabana* *he sets her down in a more comfortable lounge chair, and kneesls on the floor beside her, checking her pulese and breathing every few minutes* Well now mi'lady when are you gonna feel like waking up? |
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| TOOL a HOO | Dec 9 2004, 05:10 PM Post #103 |
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*gets a brew* Ahhh, it put some poise in the festivities. |
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| Semartica | Dec 9 2004, 05:15 PM Post #104 |
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Mikail Vlodmekov, Private Investigations.
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*Taps Military Force on the shoulder.* Here, try zis. It is vot I heve alvays used. *Glares out side at the moon.* And I heve no enemys..... *Distractedly hand a vial of evil-smelling liquid to Mailitary Force, still looking at the moon as if it was plotting to crash into his house.* |
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| Military Force | Dec 9 2004, 05:27 PM Post #105 |
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Wandering Ghost
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what is it? *sniffs the bottle suspiciously* and what would i do with it? |
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| j delight | Dec 9 2004, 05:39 PM Post #106 |
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*After straightening her kimono again <ahem>, JD gives one last lingering kiss to PC, sneaks out of the dressing room and back out into the Hall of the Playhouse. Seeing Tool just sitting there like Mister Cas-Universe, she runs over and hugs him up somethin' fierce.* When did YOU get here? Crazy man. *Orders up another Southern Comfort and sits down* (OOC - great song, btw, Smarti! Thanks for offering that up) |
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| TOOL a HOO | Dec 9 2004, 06:46 PM Post #107 |
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Hi J, I have here lerking in the shadows in true ninja fashion. :none: |
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| Semartica | Dec 9 2004, 07:49 PM Post #108 |
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Mikail Vlodmekov, Private Investigations.
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*Wanders away, cursing to himself. Turns back suddenley.* I cannot tell you vot iz in it, but it chases avay any demons. Vith pleasure... *Casts another mistrustful glance at the moon.* (Yeah, that is a grat song.) |
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| Nan | Dec 9 2004, 08:25 PM Post #109 |
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filosofi Doktor
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*Gives Tool a hug after JD is done with him*.... "Hey, Mister, long time no-see -- I see someone floated over a beer to you though. I'm drinking Champagne, and the boys from Miss Bunny's school are here to see that I do nothing wrong," *sigh*"Have you ever seen such a bunch of strange creatures?" |
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| Military Force | Dec 9 2004, 08:27 PM Post #110 |
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Wandering Ghost
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ok... *turns to the still uncoscious parrrtay* Ummm.... feel like having any pleasurable demons chased? Or is it pleasurably chasing demons? I dunno about this stuff... esp since i think JD may very well kill me if i use you as a testing subject. |
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| Fudgie | Dec 9 2004, 08:39 PM Post #111 |
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Guy Fawkes' Campaign Manager
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*shakes her head at the boys, and wanders over to a nearby table* *flags down a passing dwarfish waiter* Excuse me, but could you bring me a bottle of red please? Thanks *gets a silly grin on her face as she watches the chaos with Parrrrtay, Lucy Maud and the boys* you know, The South Pacific does throw the best parties
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| Jack_Tarr | Dec 9 2004, 10:06 PM Post #112 |
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Exhaulted Master - Dominion of Darryayah
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"Somebody get Parrrrtay concious!!!!!!!!!! She promised to Samba with me!" :shooters "Hey Nan, just give me the word and I'll have my seals take care of your bunnies." *Brings a bottle of Darryayah's best RED over to Fudgie.* "Try this! Its from the old country" :lol: |
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| htz3 | Dec 10 2004, 01:09 AM Post #113 |
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Former Delegate Member of COG
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Comes in sits down and enjoysthe entertainment. |
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| kloister | Dec 10 2004, 05:48 AM Post #114 |
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Fudgie's 'Fronk'...
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*A small troop of healing Badgers enter the Cabana, which is located just to the side of the patio...Several military looking people are tending to ParrrrTay and she does not look in too bad a shape considering the tete a tete had with Lucy Maud...The Badgers give the signal and everyone makes room for them to do their stuff...It may take a while but ParrrrTay will soon be up and around ready to join JT for that eagerly awaited Samba and of course for a small taste of sex on the beach...* *The Badgers begin to massage ParrrrTay gently with their paws and it gives the appearance of a fulch in reverse...* |
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| kloister | Dec 10 2004, 06:33 AM Post #115 |
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Fudgie's 'Fronk'...
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*The DJ is putting the final touches to the construction of his wheels of steel and by jove they look pretty swish...He steps back and pulls the lever to turn on the power...* *BLINK BLINK...* ![]() Well everything is set and it looks like I can announce the first tune and get that dancefloor full of party folk... ![]() Introducing your resident South Pacific DJ, (and part time Harbour Master)...Bob Uppendown... ![]() ![]() Bob's Welcome... And we are going to start as we mean to carry on with the BADGER BOOGIE...Get Down... Listen to the Badger Boogie... *Badgers from all over the Playhouse make a Badger-line for the dancefloor and begin to strut their fluffy stuff...* |
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| Caer Rialis | Dec 10 2004, 08:05 AM Post #116 |
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Asleep
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**Clapping his hands, the Emcee steps out from backstage, wearing a jumpsuit with Parachute pants like MC Hammer** How about that lovely lady? PapaC, you are really getting a good girl here. Make sure you treat her right. And now, for the highlights of the evening, the blushing couple of PapaC and J_Delight will entertain us with a stirring rendition of "Hey Leader Strike Up the Band" **cups hand to ear and says in a stage whisper** What? What? Why don't you tell me when the entertainment changes? I mean, make me stand up here like a fool when they are actually planning to do that song? I . . . Oh, wait! **Smiling ear to ear** Ah, scratch that, Ladies and Gentlemen, and you, too, Kloister. Let's put our hands together for a duet by PapaC and J_Delight! |
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| PapaC | Dec 10 2004, 08:32 AM Post #117 |
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0.5 Steamie; 0.5 FBB
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PC and JD step up onto the stage and, as the music starts up, he takes the mic and looks into her eyes ... Click HERE to listen in... Love me tender, love me sweet, never let me go. You have made my life complete and I love you so. Love me tender, love me true, all my dreams fulfill. For, my darlin', I love you and I always will. Love me tender, love me long, take me to your heart. For it's there that I belong and we'll never part. Love me tender, love me true, all my dreams fulfill. For, my darlin', I love you and I always will. Love me tender, love me dear, tell me you are mine. I'll be yours through all the years till the end of time. Love me tender, love me true, all my dreams fulfill. For, my darlin', I love you and I always will. |
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| j delight | Dec 10 2004, 08:40 AM Post #118 |
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*Barely able to make it through the song, JD blinks away tears and reaches behind the podium for the gift she has been saving for just the right moment...*![]() * In a choked up whisper she says...* I... this is... and anyway... something for you... |
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| Caer Rialis | Dec 10 2004, 08:51 AM Post #119 |
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Asleep
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Emperor Oscar, his eyes narrowed into slits, flashes his gaze back and forth about the Playhouse, every now and then snapping his hand to the stake at his belt Pop, come on, enjoy the show. Don't the pair of them make a lovely couple? Oscar's eyes focus on his son Yes, they do. And a shame, laddie, this ain't your little shindig. After all, you've got to be begettin' soon, so that your own children can follow in our footsteps. You mean to run the country, Pop? Oscar replies in a low whisper No! To hunt the Undead! Look, look over there! He points to the pale, languid-eyed DJ No, Pop, no. He's not a vampire, he's just been indoors too much lately. Look, he's even having a drink. Vampires can't drink liquids. Come on, Pop. Relax Oscar's eyes widen, spying the drink What, what sort of drink is that, Son? Oh, Pop, it's just a . . . . Oh, crud, Aidan thinks. That DJ just had to have a Bloody Mary, didn't he? . . . . l think it's a Virgin Mary, Pop. Virgin Mary, my Aunt Fred Aidan thinks, I wish he wouldn't use that expression. After all, his mother's parents were a little off naming their youngest daughter Fred. Meanwhile, flourishing his long coat, Oscar rises and starts stalking toward the DJ. Aidan covers his face in his hand, wishing they could actually find some medication for the old man. |
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| PapaC | Dec 10 2004, 09:02 AM Post #120 |
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0.5 Steamie; 0.5 FBB
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Ohhh babe ... it's beautiful. Thankyou. PC forgets the crowd out front and plants a great big kiss on JD <wild applause from the floor and blushes from the stage> PC slings the guitar (if such a magnificent instrument can be called merely a guitar)around his neck, shapes up to play, adjusts the tuning a little, and then takes JD by the hand ... PC: To me – You are the hand that I reach for When I’ve lost my way JD: To me – You are the first star of evening The sun that warms my day Both: Just as sure As I’m sure there’s a heaven This was meant to be No road is too long As long as you belong To me PC: To me – You are the truth I believe in Girl I believe in you JD: To me – You are the love I have looked for My whole life through Both: Just as sure As I’m sure there’s a heaven This was meant to be No road is too long As long as you belong To me Just as sure As I’m sure there’s a heaven This was meant to be No road is too long As long as you belong To me And as the music dies away, PC removes the guitar and they fall into each other's arms ... |
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| kloister | Dec 10 2004, 09:03 AM Post #121 |
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Fudgie's 'Fronk'...
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*Bob Uppendown raises his mug of Creme de Menthe and Ol' Navy Rum to his lips and feels a little uneasy at the attention coming his way from Emperor Oscar and his lad...*
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| Caer Rialis | Dec 10 2004, 09:18 AM Post #122 |
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Asleep
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Stick to the shadows, boy! Stick to the shadows! Oscar hisses instructions to Aidan Stick the shadows? He's dressed as a 19th century Vampire Hunter in a crowded Playhouse and he wants us not to stick out? Aidan ponders. We really have to find him a new doctor |
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| kloister | Dec 10 2004, 10:43 AM Post #123 |
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Fudgie's 'Fronk'...
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*Ignoring the strange activities of Oscar and Aidan...Bob Uppendown takes a slug from his mug and continues to spin his wheels of steel...* In the words of our good friend Benny...CONDUFED!.. Our first request going out to the Belle of the Ball...Our finest J Delight...And her Betrothed...The Kilted PapaC... The Ronnettes - Be My Baby Click HERE to listen in... The night we met, I knew I needed you so And if I had the chance, I'd never let you go. So won't you say you love me, I'll make you so proud of me. We'll make 'em turn their heads every place we go. So won't you, please, (be my, be my baby) Be my little baby, (my one and only baby) Say you'll be my darlin', (be my, be my baby) Be my baby now, (my one and only baby) Wha-oh-oh-oh. I'll make you happy, baby, just wait and see. For every kiss you give me I'll give you three. Oh, since the day I saw you I have been waiting for you. You know I will adore you 'til eternity. So won't you, please, (be my, be my baby) Be my little baby, (my one and only baby) Say you'll be my darlin', (be my, be my baby) Be my baby now, (my one and only baby) Wha-oh-oh-oh. So come on and, please (be my, be my baby) Be my little baby, (my one and only baby) Say you'll be my darlin', (be my, be my baby) Be my baby now, (my one and only baby) Wha-oh-oh-oh. (Be my, be my baby), Be my little baby. (My one and only baby), oh, (Be my, be my baby), oh, (My one and only baby), wha-oh-oh-oh-oh. (repeat & fade) |
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| j delight | Dec 10 2004, 11:04 AM Post #124 |
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(Kloister... you and PC are fan-freakin-tastic!) *JD sings along with the music as she and PC foxtrot playfully around the dance floor. At the end of it, she gives a wink and they walk over to Cowboy.* I hear you and Sassy have been having a good time. Hope she didn't wander off for too long. *Leaning over to whisper to him...* Uhhhh.... your shirt is inside out, guy |
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| Military Force | Dec 10 2004, 11:08 AM Post #125 |
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Wandering Ghost
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*meanwhile in the cellar* Hey ya know what? bump this, we're missing a party, lets get this over with. *Kicks the door in to reveal another wine cellar, neglected by time and human attention* Wow, this could be some fun... Carville cover me. *the Praetor slowly searches the room* Clear. Well now, what are we gonna do with all of this? *steps into a dark corner qand changes back into is MFMC dress uniform, picks up two bottles of calvados* wow, ok Carville we'll call this op a success, store the weapons grab some wine and lets go have fun, I think Phoebe is still waiting up there for me somewhere. *heads up the stairs and carries the two bottles over to the bartender* Hey can you open these up and pour me 2 please? For the princess and myself of course. *walks back over to his as yet neglected date* So sorry to take so long princess, shall we dance? |
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