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 Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2011 3:04 pm
True to form, William stood in the center of the big top, practicing with his poi and other entertaining skills he used. For as long as he could remember, he was a loner. So he stood alone, calmly staring ahead as the poi zinged around him, creating enough of a breeze to make his hair lash this way and that. Yet, somehow, it was calming to him. . .
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2011 10:21 pm
 Look in my eyes covered in Maybelline,
Looking like something fresh out a magazine
I can be part of your deepest fantasies
You're the detective, come solve my mystery.
Some say that love is all that I'm missing
Some call it jezebel, I call it attention
But what they don't know they can't even imagine
Say I don't have no self-esteem but it's my fashion
Maybe I'm just a bad girl
Maybe I'm just a bad girl
Maybe I'm just a bad girl
Maybe I'm just a bad girl, a bad girl.
 Isabella Étendre Isabella walked into the big tent, not really paying attention to anything around her. She had her Ipod on and was listening to her favorite songs that she would normally listen to when she practiced. When she finally looked away from her ipod, she jumped a bit to see someone else in here. "Hello, WIll." She said smiling while taking one of her head phones out. She was planning to do some practice alone before others came but she guessed he beat her to it. Not that she really minded, since he wasn't annoying like a lot of the people who work and come here. "Your twirling looks very good" She said as she watched his poi go about. Something about me has got you hypnotized
Examine my body like you're the science guy,
Watching my every move you anticipate,
What ya thinking about, boy I can recreate,
Some say that love is all that I'm missing,
Some call it jezebel, I call it attention,
But what they don't know they can't even imagine,
Say I don't have no self-esteem but it's my fashion,
Maybe I'm just a bad girl,
Maybe I'm just a bad girl,
Maybe I'm just a bad girl,
Maybe I'm just a bad girl, a bad girl.
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2011 1:57 pm
William was startled, breaking his concentration. He wasn't expecting anyone else to come into the Big Top, so once he noticed Isabella enter, he lost track of his spins and one of the poi swung around and hit him in the back of the head with enough force to send him toppling to the ground. He let out a small grunt, watching helplessly as his favorite poi went flying across the stage. "Good morning. . ." He had to admit, he was shocked she recognized him.
[[gotta go, just on for a few quick replies.]]
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2011 2:42 pm
Look in my eyes covered in Maybelline,
Looking like something fresh out a magazine
I can be part of your deepest fantasies
You're the detective, come solve my mystery.
Some say that love is all that I'm missing
Some call it jezebel, I call it attention
But what they don't know they can't even imagine
Say I don't have no self-esteem but it's my fashion
Maybe I'm just a bad girl
Maybe I'm just a bad girl
Maybe I'm just a bad girl
Maybe I'm just a bad girl, a bad girl.
Isabella Étendre "Oh, I'm so sorry!" Isabella said quickly making her way over to him. "I didn't mean to startle you, my bad." she said offering her hand out to help him up. She really doesn't think about things before saying them....she should have known that she would surprise him as well....She then used her power, stretching out her other arm to grab his poi and bring it back over to where they were. "Heres your....well to be completely honest with you have no idea what this thing is called...." she said a little embarrased. Something about me has got you hypnotized
Examine my body like you're the science guy,
Watching my every move you anticipate,
What ya thinking about, boy I can recreate,
Some say that love is all that I'm missing,
Some call it jezebel, I call it attention,
But what they don't know they can't even imagine,
Say I don't have no self-esteem but it's my fashion,
Maybe I'm just a bad girl,
Maybe I'm just a bad girl,
Maybe I'm just a bad girl,
Maybe I'm just a bad girl, a bad girl.
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2011 5:20 pm
William nodded quietly, taking the offered hand as well as his tools. "Poi." He said simply, as if it should make sense to her. Once he realized she may not understand he was telling her the name of the items, he smiled a bit and waved off his foolishness. "They are called Poi."
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2011 5:46 pm
Look in my eyes covered in Maybelline,
Looking like something fresh out a magazine
I can be part of your deepest fantasies
You're the detective, come solve my mystery.
Some say that love is all that I'm missing
Some call it jezebel, I call it attention
But what they don't know they can't even imagine
Say I don't have no self-esteem but it's my fashion
Maybe I'm just a bad girl
Maybe I'm just a bad girl
Maybe I'm just a bad girl
Maybe I'm just a bad girl, a bad girl.
Isabella Étendre Poi? Some sort of other language or what?....I have no idea what that means....certainly not english or Italian thats for sure.... she thought to herself with a puzzled look while she helped him up. "Oh, those are. Ok I get it." she said laughing and feeling like a complete idiot. "I thought you were saying something in another language." she said blushing a bit embarrassed for her own mistake. Great what other stupid thing will I embarrass myself with.... Something about me has got you hypnotized
Examine my body like you're the science guy,
Watching my every move you anticipate,
What ya thinking about, boy I can recreate,
Some say that love is all that I'm missing,
Some call it jezebel, I call it attention,
But what they don't know they can't even imagine,
Say I don't have no self-esteem but it's my fashion,
Maybe I'm just a bad girl,
Maybe I'm just a bad girl,
Maybe I'm just a bad girl,
Maybe I'm just a bad girl, a bad girl.
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2011 5:59 pm
William shook his head. "Sorry, I'm not too good with. . . conversing. Mostly I'm looked over. . . I can be a bit shy sometimes." He swung the poi around some, making sure to avoid hitting her and taking the extra step to do a few tricks around her. "Really I think you're the first person to actually remember my name. . . "
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2011 6:24 pm
Look in my eyes covered in Maybelline,
Looking like something fresh out a magazine
I can be part of your deepest fantasies
You're the detective, come solve my mystery.
Some say that love is all that I'm missing
Some call it jezebel, I call it attention
But what they don't know they can't even imagine
Say I don't have no self-esteem but it's my fashion
Maybe I'm just a bad girl
Maybe I'm just a bad girl
Maybe I'm just a bad girl
Maybe I'm just a bad girl, a bad girl.
Isabella Étendre "I could talk for hours. I don't really know how to stop talking sometimes." Isabella said with a laugh, as she stepped back a little so she wouldnt get hit. "I'm the first? Well I can remember any name I'm told about. I was trained to as a child.....but still no one? Thats so sad." she said pouting as she watched him. It must feel horrible to go unnoticed. Something about me has got you hypnotized
Examine my body like you're the science guy,
Watching my every move you anticipate,
What ya thinking about, boy I can recreate,
Some say that love is all that I'm missing,
Some call it jezebel, I call it attention,
But what they don't know they can't even imagine,
Say I don't have no self-esteem but it's my fashion,
Maybe I'm just a bad girl,
Maybe I'm just a bad girl,
Maybe I'm just a bad girl,
Maybe I'm just a bad girl, a bad girl.
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2011 6:45 pm
William gave a shrug of indifference. "I am use to it, I guess." He said, the German accent still present, despite his many years of trying to ween it out of his speech. "But I like to listen."
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 2:19 pm
Look in my eyes covered in Maybelline,
Looking like something fresh out a magazine
I can be part of your deepest fantasies
You're the detective, come solve my mystery.
Some say that love is all that I'm missing
Some call it jezebel, I call it attention
But what they don't know they can't even imagine
Say I don't have no self-esteem but it's my fashion
Maybe I'm just a bad girl
Maybe I'm just a bad girl
Maybe I'm just a bad girl
Maybe I'm just a bad girl, a bad girl.
Isabella Étendre "Thats a horrible thing to be used to...." Isabella said still pouting "Well I'll have to be the one to make you unused to it. I'll make sure to notice you everytime your around." She said smiling before she walked over to one of the tight rope poles. "Well thats good to know because I can talk your ears off." she said laughing while she climbed up the ladder and onto the platform. Isabella didn't preform on the tight rope to often but she did like to practice on it. She took in a deep breath and then walked out onto the rope. After a few steps she began to run and did a cartwheel followed by a back flip. She landed around the the middle of the rope, then bent down so she could grab the rope with her hands,and let herself drop and dangle. She looked down for a moment at Will and his poi. "You know watching that from up here makes it look twice as cool looking." she said happily before starting to sway her body forward and back. She flipped herself around it a couple of times and finished with her holding herself up ontop of the rope. She then bent body backward until her foot touched the rope and stood up right again. Something about me has got you hypnotized
Examine my body like you're the science guy,
Watching my every move you anticipate,
What ya thinking about, boy I can recreate,
Some say that love is all that I'm missing,
Some call it jezebel, I call it attention,
But what they don't know they can't even imagine,
Say I don't have no self-esteem but it's my fashion,
Maybe I'm just a bad girl,
Maybe I'm just a bad girl,
Maybe I'm just a bad girl,
Maybe I'm just a bad girl, a bad girl.
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 5:40 pm
William smiled a bit, looking up at her while he continued swinging the poi. "So does that." He said, refering to her practice. He enjoyed the company, surprisingly, it made him happy.
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 6:42 pm
Look in my eyes covered in Maybelline,
Looking like something fresh out a magazine
I can be part of your deepest fantasies
You're the detective, come solve my mystery.
Some say that love is all that I'm missing
Some call it jezebel, I call it attention
But what they don't know they can't even imagine
Say I don't have no self-esteem but it's my fashion
Maybe I'm just a bad girl
Maybe I'm just a bad girl
Maybe I'm just a bad girl
Maybe I'm just a bad girl, a bad girl.
Isabella Étendre "Why thank you. I'm glad you like it." She said as she prepared to do a triple back handspring. Its always more fun to do things up here since it was more challenging. Though her power actually helped prevent her from falling to much. "Since most of my acts take place on the ground, practicing up her actually helps me stay sharp. What I can do up here, I can easily do down there." She said smiling as she got back on her hand and raised her legs in the air. She walked on her hands until she was almost at the platform again. She did a 'spread eagle and then flipped her self so she was sitting on the wire. "It's just a good thing I'm not afraid of heights." she said said while she looked down at him again. Something about me has got you hypnotized
Examine my body like you're the science guy,
Watching my every move you anticipate,
What ya thinking about, boy I can recreate,
Some say that love is all that I'm missing,
Some call it jezebel, I call it attention,
But what they don't know they can't even imagine,
Say I don't have no self-esteem but it's my fashion,
Maybe I'm just a bad girl,
Maybe I'm just a bad girl,
Maybe I'm just a bad girl,
Maybe I'm just a bad girl, a bad girl.
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 7:20 pm
William smile faultered a bit. "Oh I am terrified of heights." He admitted, slowing the poi.
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 7:42 pm
Look in my eyes covered in Maybelline,
Looking like something fresh out a magazine
I can be part of your deepest fantasies
You're the detective, come solve my mystery.
Some say that love is all that I'm missing
Some call it jezebel, I call it attention
But what they don't know they can't even imagine
Say I don't have no self-esteem but it's my fashion
Maybe I'm just a bad girl
Maybe I'm just a bad girl
Maybe I'm just a bad girl
Maybe I'm just a bad girl, a bad girl.
Isabella Étendre "Oh? Thats to bad, I was going to ask you to come up here with me." she said frownig a bit. "Well I geuss it makes sence though, since falling from this high could kill normal people. I think the only reason I'm not scared is because my power makes my body like rubber. So I won't die....though I have no idea how much it would hurt." she said with her smile returning. She then stood up on the wire so she could go and climb down the ladder, when she noticed something and let out a shriek. It made her jump and lose her balance, and just like what they were talking about, she fell and hit the ground, flat on her back. "Ow...." she said with a slightly whiney and shakey tone, while not really moving. She didn't brake anything but it really hurt and she would sure as hell have one big bruise. "Well now I know..." she said to him forcing a smile and trying to laugh it off. Something about me has got you hypnotized
Examine my body like you're the science guy,
Watching my every move you anticipate,
What ya thinking about, boy I can recreate,
Some say that love is all that I'm missing,
Some call it jezebel, I call it attention,
But what they don't know they can't even imagine,
Say I don't have no self-esteem but it's my fashion,
Maybe I'm just a bad girl,
Maybe I'm just a bad girl,
Maybe I'm just a bad girl,
Maybe I'm just a bad girl, a bad girl.
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 7:47 pm
"Oh no!" He dopped his poi, running over to her and knealing beside her to offer any assistance he could. "Are you okay? Is there anything I can do?"
[[lol I love accents so imagining that with a German accent is too cute XD sorry]]
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