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 Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2008 7:46 pm
Somewhere hard to get to, in a practically unknown corner of Namiah, sits a rather large building. It looks like an old Hostpital or station of some sort. There we no signs on the outside indicating what it was yet, and from the outside, the place looked condemned.
If you go inside, the floors are dysentery green, and the walls were an off beige, but, at least the place looked clean. Frankly, it looked like a mental health ward.
As you went down the sole hall the building had, you'd see many doors on each side. All but two signless and locked. there were eight doors in total, four on each side, all of them made from an old oak. The two unusual doors were right at the very front end, right across from eachother. One had the words 'Baggage Room' sprawled across it's distorted glass window and the other 'Cafeteria'.
The place was not silent, from outside thumping music could be heard, and, if you went through the correct door, the one labled "Baggage Room" you could find it's sorce, a large wooden, topless box with windows going from the middle all the way up to the top, with a computer and various equipment sound equipment, including a microphone, and wires leading to ten speakers placed on the walls. They were playing classy sounding hop hop instrumental beats, so deep you could feel it in the depths of your body. Along with these beats a rythmic vocal humming floated around the room, surrounding objects and clinging with them.
In the box sat a man, or, an anthro male, sitting in a chair in a t-shirt with a chicken on it and jeans. He wore a fashionable necklace, and, his long black hair was kept out of his face with a dark blue barette. A satisfied look spread across his face as he opened the door to the box, stepping down. His shoes were no ordinary shoes. They were black with two white stripes, and attached to the bottom was a strange metal bracket with cyan wheels. He stared, before moving slightly and skating elegantly over the posh carpet.
Now, I must add that the room he was in was indeed a very very large room. It looked as if it had once been several other rooms, though without walls. There were wide areas on the side, one next to a room that said 'skate shop' with what looked like a bar counter infront of a long hall filled with cubby shelve, nine or ten tall. All of these cubbies contained various types of rollerskates, and each set of two rows of cubbies had shoe sizes. There was a sign next to this room pointing back out the door with the word, "FOOD" on it, to the room labeled "cafeteria", which contained a cute little snack bar with tables, chairs, and bathrooms for whomever felt the need. There was also a sign under it reading, "No food and drink on the floor!"
Ah, the floor, the main attraction. There were actually two seperate floors, one a straight all with oak planks for a floor, waxed to perfection to avoid bumps. A neon sign hung above on the ceiling, it's letters bright and red, "Beginners" it read. This and the main floor, a massive, round basket ball floor like thing, were walled with three foot high walls that were lined with more posh carpet, and, there were three openings spaced out equally around the huge floor.
The main floor was divided into two sectors, each about ten feet wide, by a thin red paint line going right down the middle all away around; more neon signs indicated that the outer section was for normal skating and the inner was for backward.
This was a roller skating rink.
And it was serious business.
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2008 8:56 pm
The man from the stand rolled out calmly onto the floor, as a new song began to play. It was catchy, and the man danced on his skates in the middle of the floor, gracefully, not stumbling once. His barette was useful, for his hair would get in his face and screw him up. He sighed, rolling over the the DJ stand and looking at the person who now sat in it, a boy no older then eighteen who was dressed in very bright colors, a blue eggstone sitting in his lap. Every once in a while it wiggled to the beat. He stared at the boy who was operating the computer. "It's good," He said, smiling, "I think we can open. The floor is nice..."
The boy grinned, "Yeah! I'm surprised they finished it so well in just a few days!"
Another male anthro sat on the counter, though he wasn't wearing roller skates like the other two. The one with the black hair smiled, "Meth! We're ready to open!"
The third male stared, "But, who'll man the snack bar?"
The smaller one jumped out after turning off his music, leaving the egg in a special little nest like thing he'd made out of blankets, "We'll just ask the first person who comes in. Or we'll put a sign out, 'Hiring! Snack person! Free food!'"
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2008 9:09 pm
Our Lovely Staff
Djs Sydney "Alfred" Brown and Niraj "Squid" Durga.
They alternate everyfew songs. On thier breaks you can see them tearing it up on the skate floor or eating in the snack bar. They also watch Niraj's son Tsin Tsi in the stand because he seems to enjoy the music. Sydney is also the manager of the joint. Feel free to request a song!
Skate Shop Manager Meth "CPG" Blodnasir
Come to Meth to request skates. He also repairs them and answers people's questions. He isn't too good at skating, but he likes working in the shop.
Snack Bar Managers: Hiring! Apply within!
Oh, and, don't think this place is namrah-only, humans can come skate, too!
Rules:
No pushing, horesplaying, racing or chasing! We don't want anyone hurt!
Keep all food and drink in the snack bar!
No carrying others!
Don't stop in the middle of the skate floor!
Obey skate traffic laws!
No gum chewing on the skate floor!
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2008 9:47 pm
The double doors banged open and the fading sun silhouetted a strange shape. The shape struck a pose.
The shape sashayed into the roller rink, heading purposefully toward the rental counter. It banged its hands down on the counter and tore off it fancy heart-shaped sunglasses. "Skates, my good man. Size eleven." It was only then that the identity of this fascinatingly fierce and awesome figure was revealed: the fearsome Slushi. Z-list celebrity all over the tri-country area, crowned by a carefully curled mane of strawberry-pink hair, and clothed in the puffy white lacey garments of a girl who meant business, she was there for some serious skating.
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2008 9:51 pm
Blinded by the amazing presence that was Slushi, Meth stared, sort of amazed but also sort of unimpressed. He stared, looking her over before whilring around and pulling out the skates, flunking them on the counter and looking at her.
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2008 10:00 pm
Carefully tucking her sunglasses into the top of her blouse, Slushi studied the slick, glimmering wooden floor. "So...do I pay you or is this like, pro bono?" She leant over the counter, getting all up in Meth's grill.
XD
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2008 10:02 pm
"It's usually free." He said in a monotone voice, "But for you, 7.98."
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2008 10:03 pm
The double doors opened once again, this time more slowly and quietly. A small angel imp in a gold bikini came through the doors. At her side were two namrah, a sugar plum fairy, and a brown and white male. The imp looked around a bit before spotting the counter where the skates were being sold. She began to fly over, the sugar plum fairy at her side. The brown and white male however, dashed to the counter first, almost running into the girl with the pink hair as he did.
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2008 10:07 pm
Slushi whirled about, feeling the rush of air on her bare calves as a namir whizzed by. "Hey, watch yourself!" she snarked as she grabbed the skates off the counter. She reached out and patted Meth on his head before rushing away to lace up. Before she could find a suitable bench, however, she spotted a fancy-looking scantily-clad angel imp. "Oi there, don't I know you, girlfriend?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2008 10:12 pm
Linden, the brown and white male, ignored Slushi and went up to the counter, grinning at Meth.
"I need some skates, can you hook me up?"
The angel imp heard someone talking to her and she turned to see Slushi, who had just gotten her skates. She waved from the line and answered her with a smile, "Hey! You better know me Slushi, it's Bela!"
Cori, the sugar plum fairy waited beside Bela, excited about dancing on her skates, even though she was sure she would probably fall down alot.
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2008 10:15 pm
For the third time, the double doors opened, almost on cue as some hot disco music started playing. In the door stood three figures, all female. The one leading them had long brown, curled hair and was dressed in a black t-shirt with pink stripes and matching roller derby style shorts. She wore long black and pink striped knee high stockings and she carried a slick looking pair of black roller skates with some hot pink wheels. The other two, had huge afros, one a skinny white girl with a blonde afro and the other a black girl with a huge set of hooters. They were wearing derby jerseys and matching shorts, like the leader, except the blondes were light blue and pink, and the other's were light green with brown accents. They all had color cordinated wayfarer shades on and rollerskates to match. It was clear as day as to who these were; Krank and the Afrodeezies, Masha and Sasha, the hottest Derby Team and Rex crew in namiah.
Krank strutted up to Meth, staring into his eyes , "Hey Methy, lend us some sugah, please baby? You know what it means to us~"
He rolled his eyes, "Yeah, go in." He said. It meant, simply, if he made them pay, he wouldn't have a place to sleep tonight. He looked up at the angel imp and the two namrah, "Uh, what size skates?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2008 10:19 pm
Slushi shook her head. "I do know you, Bela. I just have to keep up my act or they'll recognise me and this place will be swarming with assassin-ninjas." She cast wide, paranoid eyes around the corners of the roof as though checking for hidden leather-clad warriors. "I'll...just lace up over here, then..." Slushi scuttled away, plonking herself down on a bench to peel off her mary janes and tug on the white leather skates. She smelled the pungent aroma of ancient skates that had been used by a large number of people and smiled. It was as though she was home...until the door bust open again.
Kranky and the Afrodeezies...Slushi fought back a snarl. She longed to have a posse of her own, but, barely scoring Z-list as a celebrity, she didn't quite rate an entourage. "Hey, my home slices, can I join you?" Slushi stood smoothly, all white with a curlytop of pink, like a delicious froth of whipped cream topped with a strawberry, only human-shaped.
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2008 10:27 pm
Bela laughed,"Oh...I see." She then turned to Meth to get her skates.
"Size...6 1/2 for me. And...I have no idea what size they wear...do they come in namir size?"
Linden tapped his foot impatiently. "I don't care what size, I'll make anything work."
Cori too didn't know her size. She had never skated before. This was, after all the first skating rink in Namiah. "Any size is good for me too. And...I think I need four skates...Thanks." She laughed nervously, not sure whether she was supposed to skate on two legs or four.
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2008 10:31 pm
The trio moved to a bench, sitting on it and lacing up quickly, talking about something and laughing. Krank then got up and skated speedily and smoothely over to the DJ stand, Masha and Sasha remained.
Masha stared at Slushi smiling, "I like your hair." She said, her accent a Russian one, as she pulled of her shades and slid them into her bra, "It's a nice color."
Sasha looked, "Yeah, girl, it's real cool, real cool." She grinned confidently, "And I ain't no foo' when it comes to style."
Meanwhile, staring up at Syd, Krank stood on the brakes of her skates, "Sydney~ You know what I like."
Syd nodded and flicked on some slick sounding hip hop after the disco was over.
Niraj grinned, sitting behind Syd and waving at Krank, "HI!"
She waved, smiling, before skating over to her crew. "Hello Slushi." She said wearily. The girl might be more amazing than them, she made a mental note to watch her carefully. "Join us?" She looked at her counterparts, "Nnn...sure...sure..."
Meth nodded, looking at Linden's feet. He then came back with normal skates for Bela and special namir skates in sets of four for Cori and Linden.
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2008 10:38 pm
"Why thank you, and no, Sasha, you ain't no foo' at all." Slushi grinned, flashing all her pearly whites. She thanked the chewing gum spirits for having invented Orbitz. She turned that smile onto Kranky. "Why thank you." She winked and blew a kiss. The kiss drifted out between her lips and landed square on Kranky's cheekbone. With a final quirk of her brow, Slushi glided toward one of the three openings. She stopped, turning back to face the trio. "Shall we?"
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