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 Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 10:45 pm
::Sighs and shrugs:: True, I really shouldn't be telling you this but as soon as you leave you'll forget. Adversely.. when you come back you'll remember as nothing here effects you in your reality..
Anyways. I can't TECHNICALLY.. guide souls from here. It would break the rules. Can't die here. You can get badly beaten though.
I can't say I approve of people using my name here without asking me though..
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 10:50 pm
Well that is comforting to know. I gotta be going though. perhaps i will see you around. Hopefully around here though sweatdrop
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 10:52 pm
Here, definitely. The people of your world LOVE extensions though. Good Night, Warren.
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 11:12 pm
*Goes to the Karaoke machine and picks a song.*
" Faust Arp" By Radiohead
Wakey wakey
Rise and shine
It's on again, off again, on again
Watch me fall
like dominos
in pretty patterns
Fingers in the blackbird pie
I'm tingling, tingling, tingling
It's what you feel now
What you ought to, what you ought to
Reasonable and sensible
Dead from the neck up
because I'm stuffed, stuffed, stuffed
We thought you had it in you
but no, no, no
For no real reason
Squeeze the tubes and empty bottles
and take a bow, take a bow, take a bow
It's what you feel now
What you ought to, what you ought to
An elephant that's in the room is
tumbling, tumbling, tumbling
In duplicate and triplicate and
plastic bags and
duplicate and triplicate
Dead from the neck up
I guess I'm stuffed, stuffed, stuffed
We thought you had it in you
but no, no, no
Exactly where do you get off
Is enough, is enough
I love you but enough is enough, enough
A last stop
There's no real reason
You've got a head full of feathers
You got melted to butter
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 11:14 pm
::Sits just watching and listening, She smiles:: You still have a beautiful voice, Natalia.
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 11:18 pm
*Goes to sit back down.*
That is very kind of you to say. I had to take voice lessons on my childhood, so I figure I should use them once in a while. Do you like to sing?
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 11:23 pm
It's no problem, I love to listen to people sing. Especially well if they do it as well as you.
I do. I just don't get to much practice.
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 11:27 pm
Now is a perfect time; it's just you and me. *Goes and grabs the microphone and hands it to Dee.* Sing me a song! Please?
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 11:37 pm
Because you asked so nicely. I will for you.
: razz laces the Umbrella on the table and takes the Microphone::
::Brings to sing::
Angely i demony kruzhili nado mnoj
Rassykhali ternii i vechnye puti
Ne znaet schast'je tol'ko tot,
Kto ego zova ponyat' ne smog...
Naljubuites', naljubuites'
Aeria gloris, Aeria gloris
I am Calling Calling now, Spirits rise and falling
Soboj ostat'sya dol'she...
Calling Calling, in the depths of longing
Soboj ostat'sya dol'she...
Stand alone... Where was life when it had a meaning...
Stand alone... Nothing's real anymore and...
...Beskonechnyj beg...
Poka zhiva ya mogu starat'sya na letu ne upast',
Ne razuchit'sya mechtat'...lyubit'...
...Beskonechnyj beg...
Calling Calling, For the place of knowing
There's more that what can be linked
Calling Calling, Never will I look away
For what life has left for me
Yearning Yearning, for what's left of loving
Soboj ostat'sya dol'she...
Calling Calling now, Spirits rise and falling
Soboj ostat'sya dol'she...
Calling Calling, in the depth of longing
Soboj ostat'sya dol'she...
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 12:04 am
*Claps enthusiastically.*
That was fantastic! And what a beautiful song.
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 12:05 am
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 12:07 am
::Bows alittle:: Thank You, Natalia. That was fun.
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 12:16 am
It is fun when there isn't any pressure, isn't it?
*Taps her fingers on the table to "Heavenly Star"*
What a catchy song!
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 12:18 am
::Nods and looks over at Gothic::
Good Evening, Gothic Lolita.
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 12:25 am
*Gets up and goes back over to the Karaoke machine after the jukebox stops.*
" Slow like Honey" By Fiona Apple You moved like honey in my dream last night
Yeah, some old fires were burning
You came near to me and you endeared to me
But you couldn't quite discern me
Does that scare you ? I'll let you run away
But your heart will not oblige you
You'll remember me like a melody
Yeah, I'll haunt the world inside you
And my big secret, gonna win you over
Slow like honey, heavy with mood
I'll let you see me, I'll covet your regard
I'll invade your demeanor
And you'll yield to me like a scent in the breeze
And you'll wonder what it is about me
It's my big secret, keeping you coming
Slow like honey, heavy with mood
Though dreams can be deceiving
Like faces are to hearts
They serve for sweet relieving
When fantasy and reality lie too far apart
So I stretch myself across like a bridge
And I pull you to the edge
And stand there waiting
Trying to attain
The end to satisfy the story
Shall I release you?
Must I release you?
As I rise to meet my glory
But my big secret
Gonna hover over your life
Gonna keep you reaching
When I'm gone like yesterday
When I'm high like heaven
When I'm strong like music
'Cause I'm slow like honey, and heavy with mood
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