"Oh hellllllz ya-aah! Dasz, drop me some sick beats, yo!"
Whether or not his little brother did indeed drop any sick beats, G-Man jumped up on the makeshift runway and began to sing, very off key, while attempting to provide all the ladies (and men too, he supposed) with a public service of sexy proportions.
"I'm branging sexy back, YA!" He twirled, and nearly fell over, while unzipping his jacket and shrugging it down to his elbows. "Dem other boys dunno how to act, YA!" He whipped the blood stained jacket off, and swung it around before tossing it out into the crowd of his adoring fans.
"I think your special, gurl!" He winked at the nearest specimen of the female persuasion (or so he thought. With his blurred vision, it might have been a dude), while hip thrusting and undoing his belt, sliding it out slowly with one quick gyrate to the side. "What's behind that fine a** back?" He unbuttoned his jeans, and pulled down the zip, hands going behind his head, elbows out as he wiggled his tush and spun a circle.
"Jus turn around and I'll pick up your slack!"
He had no idea how close to the edge of his little "stage" he had gotten, and with one rotation finished, he shot a foot out to the side for his grand finale, only to have it land on air, sending him spilling off the side of the run way.
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2015 4:42 pm
Dazs sauntered up (as well as he could saunter, considering his ribs were cracked to hell and back). He likely looked like a weird chicken.
"I may not be sexy but Dj Secret has the beats!" He said, trying to smile cockily. Then he realized the radio in the front of his shirt was crackling. "Oh s**t, hold on..." He flipped it off. The thin cocky veneer he'd adopted recently was Dazs' most successful coping method. Everything had gotten terrible and scary and Not Very Good at all. But Dazs hid his feelings.
Since he could not move very well, Dazs did some robot motions with his arms.
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Character's name: Haagendazs St. Pierre Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: #86 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 15 year old boy. [x]
"How are you doing Jeff? Looking good. Love what you did with your muscles." Granny couldn't exactly see but that didn't stop her from spreading her cape and winking at him.
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Character's name: Gracie "Granny" Smith Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:Link Character's survival stats: link BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER And older women with greying dark hair. It was dyed but the roots are clearly greying. She is wearing a super man cape and carrying a cane. You can call her super granny.
Dancing wasn't Elliot's forte normally and with his dislocated shoulder it was even harder. Still, he tried his hardest and boogied til he couldn't boogie any longer.
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Injury: Dislocated shoulder. The joint is inflamed. He cannot move the arm and it hangs limply at his side unless he cradles it or manages to make a sling. Character's name: Elliot Orford Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:[_] Character's survival stats: [_] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Elliot is tall (6'0") with a slim, athletic but doesn't need to work out cause he's that kind of a*****e build. His hair is light brown and is long enough to tie back and he wears it in a man bun (no ragrets). Often seen with a dopey grin.
HERE YOU SHOULD QUOTE ANYONE YOU ARE TALKING TO
QUOTE MORE PEOPLE IF YOU ARE TALKING OT THEM
Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2015 6:28 pm
Lease couldn't say that she was done with her tasks, hadn't really started them since she had returned back to the mall with her injured - probably broken - jaw. She had spent time to nurse her wounded head and pride in her little tent in Spencers before finally retreating back out.
Her hand was still pressed against the lower half of her face as she passed by the Halloween Central an noticed the sign. Lease squinted at it, debated and then entered to see what was going on. Was there really music inside?
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Character's name: Annalise (Lease) Lapointe Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:bloop Character's survival stats: bloop BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 16, female, short and a little overweight. Probably looks disgruntled.
Lissa had been crippled in the cruellest way by the firefight at the Harbinger's expense, but being left mostly voiceless did nothing to her ability to communicate with body language. Her hips swayed and undulated under the diaphenous blue dress she wore, and she undid the braid in her hair to let her brown curls flow freely, letting herself melt into the beat.
If there was a better way to distract herself from the fact that she'd been trapped in a mall for the last month because of the living dead, Lissa couldn't think of it. Right then, it was just her and the music.
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Character's name: Elizabeth "Lissa" Buckly Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:[Journal] Character's survival stats: [Stats] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Freckly-tan skin, wavy auburn hair, brown eyes, stands at 5' 7" with strong shoulders and a little bit of holdover baby fat on her stomach and thighs. Currently wearing cat ears and a light blue gown made of cheap fabric, calling to mind a particular character from Game of Thrones. The dress is worn over what appears to be a light jacket and jeans because nothing about Khaleesi's outfit is Canada-approved.
Zone One Status: Lissa's lower face is purple and swollen, and she talks with a heavy lisp. She has a broken jaw.
Leiah's hips started to sway to the beat, her head nodding in time as well, making her way towards Lease with an eyebrow waggle. "Come dancth!" Her jaw was starting to get better with each day and frankly, she was super happy about it. Now let'e see if she could get her fellow Spencer's buddy to bust a move or two.
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Character's name: Leiah Sanderson Character's faction: MALL BBY! Character's journal link:gaia_crown Character's survival stats: emotion_zombie BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERLeiah stands at 5’8 and 130lbs with lightly tanned skin. She’s got brown hair that’s just down to her knees and blue green eyes that are constantly making her look like she’s up to something. She considers herself fit and trim but a bit on the small side, which makes fitting into clothes hard but easy at the same time. Status: Leiah recently had her jaw dislocated so talking is difficult. Zone one Status: She has an injured arm that was dislocated, but has been snapped back into place. She still cant move it though...
The beat wasn't honestly all that bad, it didn't seem too lame and was actually dance-able to. Still though, all Lease was doing was a little sway and shuffle instead of a full on dancing. She was also having a little pity party in her head about her jaw.
Which she could totally relate to the girl coming up to her. Lease made a frowny face and then pointed to her jaw in a way of 'it happened to me too, this sucks.' Good to see that maybe it wouldn't take too long since Leiah was actually understandable.
Her white girl dancing continued, now with hand movements.
Viva Viola
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Character's name: Annalise (Lease) Lapointe Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:bloop Character's survival stats: bloop BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 16, female, short and a little overweight. Probably looks disgruntled.
Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2015 10:34 pm
Oh no! Leiah didn't even notice the broken jaw that Lease was sporting. She gave the girl an apologetic smile, nodding. "Will geth better...I promisth!~" She kept her hips swaying, trying to encourage Lease to move just a little bit more. The white girl dancing was appriciated since she was getting her white girl dance on as well.
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Character's name: Leiah Sanderson Character's faction: MALL BBY! Character's journal link:gaia_crown Character's survival stats: emotion_zombie BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERLeiah stands at 5’8 and 130lbs with lightly tanned skin. She’s got brown hair that’s just down to her knees and blue green eyes that are constantly making her look like she’s up to something. She considers herself fit and trim but a bit on the small side, which makes fitting into clothes hard but easy at the same time. Status: Leiah recently had her jaw dislocated so talking is difficult. Zone one Status: She has an injured arm that was dislocated, but has been snapped back into place. She still cant move it though...
Yes, Leiah did seem to be living proof that the jaw would heal. Or at least her's did. Did they even sport the same injury? Lease felt like she couldn't even open her mouth with how much it hurt, and her tongue just felt like dead weight. (She was also probably just being over dramatic about her injury. Yup).
"Hopheery." The first actual word she had spoken since. Her hips didn't move any more than they were.
Viva Viola
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Character's name: Annalise (Lease) Lapointe Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:bloop Character's survival stats: bloop BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 16, female, short and a little overweight. Probably looks disgruntled.
Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 1:40 am
"Good show, everyone, but, I think there's some clear winners here."
