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 Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 7:31 pm
Oh, oh, ooooooh - but this was getting exciting! Cadence allowed herself to be shuffled along… TO THE END OF THE LINE?! Well, that was no fun! She grumbled a bit and made sure to ruffle up a few feathers in complaint before taking her spot alongside the little mouse girl who was to be her partner. “Well… maybe that ol’ longears knows that the story must end with the best of performers,” she shrugged, looking over her partner and nodding. “So we gotta be like at least a hundred times better than everyone else.”
Obviously, they were being trusted to end the show with a bang - so, after a bit of deliberation (and mindless listening, as the story wound itself deeper and deeper towards some unknown ending that had something to do with a warthog, Acorns knew what that was), she decided being last wasn’t so bad. She was sooo perfectly ready to leap about and become a wildcat - and, by extention, a desperate warthog (could it be like a really big hedgehog, maybe?) - but, before she could so much as fill her lungs with the correct amount of roaring air…
Someone from the crowd took it upon himself to make a perfectly good fool out of the part. The massive screech sounded absolutely nothing like a cat or a warthog, and was carried out by the fellow with the shining coins. HOW DARE HE STEAL HER THUNDER. It was her part to make massive noises, and she was almost infuriated… if it weren’t for the incredibly silly way he went about ‘performing.’
“THA’S NOT HOW A GREAT CAT WARRIOR SOUNDS!” she bellowed, marching herself right up to the edge of the stage and making herself look as menacing as possible. “Ya go about it like this!”
And like that, she transformed. Lifting her wings up and arching her back, the little magpie tilted her head and squinted one eye nearly shut; she bristled her feathers until she must have been at least twice as big as she had been, and clawed at the air with one foot while balancing (all wobbly-like, but still balancing) on the other. She took the deepest of breaths and, giving a nod to her partner, she gave the most massive roar that ever came out of such a small creature.
Magpies have always been famous for their ability to copy the sounds of other animals, if heard correctly. It was an instinct that she had figured out on her own, without parent-birds to show her all the ins and outs, and one that she fully embraced with all of her being. And while Cadence had yet to come across any real cat warriors, she had heard one such beast ferociously arguing with a sales vendor on one of her rampages through Mossflower. It went something like this:
“MMRRREEAAAAOOOORRRR - - - I’LL TEARRYE WHISKA’S OUT, YE THIEFIE!!!! REAWOOOOOOORRR - - - AN’ I’LL DINE ON-YER INNARDS YE DOAN’T FIX T’E PRICESSS!!! FSS-SK-SKSSSS!!”
And she hopped about and clawed the air madly, perfectly impersonating a cat at the bad end of a bartering deal. She was pleased beyond belief to see that her partner was just as fearsome (and looking quite the part with her magnificent helmet, to say the least), and turning her attention to Pantoof she caught on the play-fighting with a fervor! She gave a mighty hiss and leapt away from the mouse's frightening advances, forgetting the crowd behind her and bellowing, "HAVE AT THEE, YE GOODSGUZZLER!! Hissskkk-sk-sk!!"
She flared out the brightest of her feathers and danced sideways from the mousemaid, ducking her head low to the stage and snapping her beak loudly - she had no teeth to snarl with, or paws to reach out with the way Pantoof did, but needless to say she was enjoying herself far too much with this display of cat-like aggression.
Not once did it occur to her that a mouse and a bird, a wildcat's prime choice of prey, would be so perfectly cut out for playing such fearsome warriors!
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 4:04 pm
Amelia bustled about the audience selecting her volunteers, and Toki felt a wave of disappointment as the little mousemaid bustled past her--and immediately forgot said disappointment as a tug about her waist nearly toppled her over backwards and certainly unsettled her amazing wig. The other mouse's excessively long scarf had looped itself very comfortably about Toki's waist as Amelia had bustled past; Toki made a brief effort to untangle the encumbering scarf, then decided it made for an excellent excuse to eventually reach the stage and, righting her magnificent new hair, simply bustled after the mousemaid with a cheeky grin for Burrik as she passed.
Oh, he was on to her.
Toki circled the crowd behind Amelia, and eventually joined the group on the stage, where she was more than compliant as Bale reorganized the children, and politely shouted her name as it was requested of her. She waited, shifting from foot to foot, as Bale continued down the line of children, and was quite literally bouncing up and down when the story began. This was quite possibly the most exciting moment of her life.
She listened, enraptured, as Bale wound his tale. "...and he comes back with a good one. He tells the Cat his joke and the cat Laughs, the cat actually laughs so hard that he snorts..." The rabbit turned a pointed eye her way, and Toki inhaled sharply, excited. That was her cue! A joke ran through her head--an excellent joke involving an unfortunate relationship between a grorglsdorf and a burfalump--, but, unfortunately, the joke was too good. Before she could ever reveal her joke to end all jokes to the audience, Toki doubled over in a fit of giggles, which quickly escalated to outrageous roaring laughter. Laughing fit to burst, tears brimming in her eyes, Toki made a desperate attempt to compose herself to actually tell the joke.
And dissolved again. "Tsstsstsssheheheheeeehaaaahahahahaa~!"
As the mousemaid dropped to sit on the stage, all but rolling with laughter, Burrik, sitting among the audience, wrinkled his nose and shouted up at her. "Gorratella choke furse, Tokiiiii!" Oh well, it was her lost. Toki had lost her moment, but that didn't mean Burrik had to lose his. The little mouse had lucked out; while Toki rolled about giggling as Bale went on with the story, Burrik was able to react to each new point of emphasis.
He sneezed , but found that it tickled his nose and he wasn't very fond of it, so he stopped that fairly soon.
He squished up his face, puckering his lips at the group on stage, and promptly dissolved in giggles of his own. Here was some acting he could get behind!
Dancing was less fun, with no music to dance to and other children bumping in to him, and crying was no fun at all; Burrik was far too happy to cry, or even to pretend to cry--and crying was somewhat difficult to force for a young mouse who rarely if ever engaged in the act.
Growling and roaring was somewhat fun, until a big squirrel roared in his ear; then it was just noisy.
Eventually, Burrik returned to his seat and puckered up his lips again, only to break into giggles once more. Yes, that was definitely his favorite.
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 4:30 pm
Newt stood excited on the stage, bouncing slightly and waving every once in a while to Abeya who was way at the back of the audience. “Oh goodness…this is so exciting!“ He nervously chewed on his paw and fidgeted with his sash with the other. He smiled up at the squirrel he’d been partnered with, giving a wink and a hand gesture, “You better believe it! Best and better of ever!” He slapped his leg and bent over laughing as he watched little Amelia mouse. He nudged Finn quickly, “Oh man! She’s good…we gotta try real hard!” Then came his turn, biting into the deliciously invisible berry in his paws. His cheeks puffed out as he exaggeratedly chewed. Squinting his eyes he pucker up his nose and lips, sticking out his tongue for good measure.
Pausing for a second to watch Finn burp up a storm, he began to act out the hiccups. “Hic…Hic!…Hucgh!” He grabbed at his chest and hopped up and down, punctuating each hiccup. After a dozen or so fake hiccups, he had taken in so much air that began to feel the starts of a very real, very substantial burp coming on. His eyes grew wide and he looked up at Finn for a second, then let out such a colossal belch that he actually stumbled backwards, tripping on his tail and falling onto his bum. “Excuse me!” He covered his mouth and began to laugh, looking back up at Finn, “Well…I think we made our point.”
[sorry for holding up everything]
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 7:50 pm
Now was Drake's time to shine! Except...he wasn't exactly sure how. He started tentatively at first, taking his cue from Amelia as she began her dramatic, sneezy death. He watched as she sank to the floor, clutching her chest after what was certainly the most powerful sneeze in the history of noses. Aw heck, she was so much better than him. Anything he did would just look lame in comparison. But still, he had to try.
"Holy nostrils, I think I'm gonna sneeze," he said to the audience, before scrunching his face and closing his eyes. The robin took a deep breath, prepping himself for a sneeze that he hoped would rival even the mouse's. And then: "ACHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" He carried the "oooo" part of the sneeze on for a good while, and even hovered in the air for a bit, his wings flapping wildly to give off the impression that the sneeze itself had lifted him from the ground.
His sneeze soon ended and he lowered himself to the ground, his bottom plunking onto the stage and his wings flopping idly by his side. Such hardcore sneezing sure had tired him out! But it was all part of the act, and Drake's eyes followed the other kids as they performed their own pieces.
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 9:11 pm
Bale couldn't help but be impressed at how little kids always seemed to be ready to rise to the occasion when it came to stage work. Really they were often the best audiences. He decided to let this group stay on stage for the end of the warthog story, so that they could keep acting out if they wanted... in fact, When the cat wizard in the story told the Warthog to go back to the village and see how many friends he had now, he had the kids each do an encore of their own emotions and encouraged them all to act all the emotions out. He told them all how the wizard hadn't cast a spell at all, and how just by listening to the villagers and asking for help with his problems, he'd found several friends all by himself. It was one of those moral stories. They were the kind that Bale liked best. At the end of the Warthog story, Bale sent all the kids into the audience, and to his surprise, Amelia went too, seating herself on a bench next to some squirrel boys. He told a joke or two, danced a jig, generally made a fool of himself. He told the end of the Unicorn story, which, of course, ended with BrooHA not being able to do any of the emotions in the story because he was so stuck up on himself. And the evil cat Wizardess, Persnicket, ended up turning the unicorn into a frog because it suited him better. Persnicket told the UnicornFrog that he could be restored to his full self when and only when he learned to love and be loved in return... never to place a thought to his own happiness, when the happiness of another was at stake... but that, children, was another story. Needless to say there was a lot of dancing and general goofyness on the rabbit's part... it would have been a good show to watch if you were a woodland child. At the end of the performance, Amelia clapped and shouted and grinned and shoulder punched the squirrel next to her in happiness, just because she was all worked up from the performance. She hopped up on stage and grabbed the Unicorn puppet (which now had a green scarf wrapped all around it) and shook it, yelling something about him learning a lesson. Lastly she marched over to the trunk and stripped off her scarf and eyepatch and hat and belt, leaving just a little mousemaid. "Amelia... you're not going to be dressed up anymore?" Bale asked his niece. "Nope." She plunked the scarf into the trunk with a grin. "I'm done being Amazing for a while. I'm just going to be Amelia now." (( Okay.... so If you introduced your character into the rp then you've won a simple edit. ^_^ one piece of clothing...If you kept on play and had your character on the stage or in the audience and had them try out an expression, then you're allowed to ask for an expression edit as well as two simple pieces of clothing OR one ornate piece of clothing. ^_^ ....
Here's the list::
Simple Edit::
Inksword (rose)
Asselus (Racoon Boy ????)
Complicated Edit AND and expression edit::
Moofuls (Toki and Burri)
Wotcher (Drake)
Menelie (Hazel)
Maeko (Newt)
Scara (Finn)
Niki (Tuck)
Fall (Rhys and Trix)
Shadow (Cadence)
Teig (Tarke)
Keti (Roland)
Lady Umbra (Switch)
Wolfy (Motya)
Music (Pantoof)
Just FYI, you DO NOT have to ask for the same item that you picked out of the trunk ^_^
)) POST HERE
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