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 Posted: Sun May 10, 2009 6:44 pm
 "SPECTACULAR , spectacular .""The Moulin Rouge... a nightclub, a dancehall and a bordello ruled
over by Harold Zidler. A kingdom of night-time pleasures where
the rich and powerful came to play with the young and beautiful
creatures of the underworld. The most beautiful of all these was
the woman I loved. Satine. A courtesan, she sold her love to
men. They called her “the sparkling diamond”, and she was
the star of the Moulin Rouge. The woman I loved is dead." ಌ++++++++++++++++++++ ৡ Ʈhe Ʈwo The Writer++++++++++++++++++++++Christian Marshal Tate
also know as CHRISTIAN++++++++++++++++++++open - reserved - takenThe Actress++++++++++++++++++++++++++Giselle Lorraine Rosemondalso known as SATINE++++++++++++++++++++++open - reserved - taken
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2009 6:49 pm
 Christian Marshal Tate The Writer
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RADIO ATTACK TIVE Captain
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RADIO ATTACK TIVE Captain
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2009 6:50 pm
 Giselle Lorraine Rosemond The Actress
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2009 6:52 pm
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"Never knew I could feel like this
Like I've never seen the sky before
Want to vanish inside your kiss
Every day I love you more and more
Listen to my heart, can you hear it sings
Telling me to give you everything
Seasons may change, winter to spring
But I love you until the end of time
Come what may
Come what may
I will love you until my dying day
Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place
Suddenly it moves with such a perfect grace
Suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waste
It all revolves around you
And there's no mountain too high
No river too wide
Sing out this song and I'll be there by your side
Storm clouds may gather
And stars may collide
But I love you until the end of time
Come what may
Come what may
I will love you until my dying day
Oh, come what may, come what may
I will love you, I will love you
Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place
Come what may
Come what may
I will love you until my dying day"
Come What May -
Moulin Rouge Soundtrack
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2009 6:53 pm
 A MODERN MOULIN ROUGE STORY
INTERPRETED BY RADIO AND MAGIC
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2009 6:59 pm
 ઈChristian Marshal Tateഴ
++++++WHERE EAGELS FLY ON A MOUNTIAN HIGH."+++++++ѿ Ѿ ѿ+++Christian sat alone in his small apartment bath tub. His knees were pressed to his chest as his head rested against the rim. The tub was dry, and Christian was still fully dressed. His dark but grateful eyes closed as he inhaled deeply. A small smirk played across his face. Finally he was being recognized for being a writer. An actual writer! All he had to do was prove he was talented to some actress, and he would write the story for their movie. Who she was, Christian had no idea. But he was certain that she could convince the producer that he was right for the job. Christian opened his eyes again and glanced over at his hand. He twirled the pencil, then trailed over to the blank note pad in his lap. The idea was to give her some kind of poetry reading. The only problem was Christian wasn't one hundred percent ready. He had spent an hour trying to figure out something to go off of, but the page was still wordless. Sure, Christian had plenty of ideas. He just could thing of a way to appeal toward an actress. Never in his life had he met her before. Christian figured he was going to have to wait for her to inspire him. It wasn't the safest move on his part, but he prayed it would be the most effective. If he didn't get her vote, how would he ever become a serious writer?
+++++++ѿ Ѿ ѿ+++After a moment of staring at the blank sheet of paper Christian's eyes widened as if he got an idea. He began to lightly jot down a few words, but the second they spilled out onto paper was the second he felt the need to erase them. Christian flipped the pencil over and wiped away another “bad idea”. Can't you think of something? He shook his head in disappointment. It was beginning to look like he had no choice but to meet her first, but that wouldn't be for some time and Christian was hungry. Back at home, his mother would always have something made for him. Having to bring home his own bacon wasn't something he was quiet used to yet. Christian gripped the rim of the bath tub and slowly lifted himself to his feet. He stepped out of the tub and onto the white linoleum floor. His shoes made a light tapping noise that echoed dramatically in the tiny bathroom.
+++++++ѿ Ѿ ѿ+++Once Christian made it out of the bathroom and had himself a small snack, he thought it was time to pay his friend a visit. She wasn't exactly his friend yet, but the apparently this girl was well known in the movie making business, and that was good for him. Christian couldn't remember how they met for the life of him. All he knew was she liked his writing and wanted to help. This had to be good for his image. Christian grabbed his black umbrella off the rack and headed out of his apartment. Sticking his hands in his pockets, he heard a light jingling noise. Christian pulled out his keys and locked the door behind him. It wasn't like he had anything to steal, he just didn't like it when people broke into his house.
+++++++ѿ Ѿ ѿ+++While walking down the crowded streets with a bounce in his step, Christian faded in. Here he was just another face, another voice for freedom, beauty, truth, and love. Christian felt like he was a strong believer in all of those, especially love. But I've never really been in love. All of these emotions were just being cooped up inside. He needed someone to direct them towards. At that moment, Christian reached into his pocket to pull out a small card. On it was the adress to the place where he would meet Giselle. Toulouse didn't give him very much preperations, so he was a bit nervous. In fact, he was feeling a bit shaky. Calm yourself. He thought as he confirmed that he had reached the correct adress. Stepping inside, he pushed his way through the large crowd of men. He felt dirty for even coming here."THE GREATEST THING YOU'LL EVER LEARN ++++++
IS JUST TO LOVE AND BE LOVED IN RETURN."
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2009 7:13 pm
♥ GiselleLorraine;; One day I'll fly away
Leave all this to yesterday
Why live life from dream to dream
And dread the day when dreaming ends…… Giselle Lorraine Rosemond, also known as Satine, in the show business, stood staring out the window. When she looked out towards the city, she felt her stomach clench. She raised her hand to the cool glass of her sanctuary. Looking around the gaudy room, reds, golds, and yellow hues, she felt very alone. She didn't know the feeling. The Producer is wanting her to meet the newest addition to their finacial aid, the Investor. She wrinkeld her nose as she pulled her satin black robe about her more.
Stepping back int othe room, she sat at her vanity, staring at herself. She felt another coughing fit come upon her. Grabbing a handkerchief, she felt the unpleasent feelings come up, and with a cough, she covered her outh. Takign the cloth from her lips, she saw small flecks of blood, nothing to worry about. If the Investor was going to help her become an Actress, she needed to be the best tonight. Shivering, she folded the cloth, and tucked into a drawer, underneath. She straightened up to here a knock at the door. flipping her long red hair over her shoulders, she tied her robe and opeend the door ajar. It was the costume fitter and her makeup assistant.
The two shoved her into her costume for the night. She was to close the show with her best number yet, Diamond's are a Girls Best friend. She sighed as she sipped some water, the other two giving her a Look, "I'll be fine, it's nothing. Don't speak a word of this to Harold." she said, her voice holding a slight air to it. She flipped her red tresses back to the assistant who went straight to work. She felt her hair being tugged in all te wrong directions. She heard the costume fitter flutter around with some fabric. Closing her eyes, she just let it sink in.
Opening her eyes, the costume fitter was in her face, brimming with excitement, Are you not excited Satine, to meet the man who will bring you to the top?" the little old lady giggled. Satine forced a smile to her lips, and nodded, only to be tugged back by teh hair dresser. Almost as much as you are" she said, trying to crack a joke. The costume fitter seemed to ignore her, and went on and on about the benefits. Finished, the hair dresser put on a black top hat, perched precariously on her brow. She sighed as they clasped diamond earrings, and a diamond choker around her neck. She felt another coughing fit coming on. She quickly took a drink of water, willing the damn cough to go away. Eventually it did, and they were set for her costume.
"Wait, wait wait," the make up artist said. He quickly flung some white power in her face, patting it down, making her a plae white. Her blue eyes seemed to become sapphire jewels, carresed by black eyelashes, sweepign her pale cheeks. She had on a blush that made her cheeks rosey, and a bright red lip liner and gloss to outshine her porcelain features. She sighed as she went over to the bedpost, stepping into her costume, and waited for the lady to tighten her corset. She sucked it in, and let her pull the strings until she felt like she couldn't breathe. She tried to focus the pain somewhere else, and hummed the first few bars of her song. When she was done, she was set on the bed, and her sheos put on for her. Right now, all she wanted to do was tell the lady in front of her to shut the Hell up about the Duke.
When they were done, she pulled on a pair of black satin gloves, elbow length. She had to practice this number in full costume, and then maybe she can get out of it, and go to sleep. When she heard the Director, she knew it was no chance. Sighing, she looked at herself. She was beautiful, and the outfit outline her gracious curves, and her assests were well known. She sighed as she walked out, her head high, and the two following her the old lady still rammbling. She wanted to push her down the stairs. Sighing, she got to the stage, letting them spritz some spray onto her chest, and behind her ears. It was time
She sighed as she climned up the stairs, music and her cue coming up. She closed her eyes as she was helped up onto the large cage that lowered her down. She cleared her throat, taking some water, and then it was time for her cue. The crowd went quiet as she was lowered down, her voice filling the stage area, her long legs extended as she stepped out of the cage when it was lowered,
The French are glad to die for love...
They excite in fighting duals
But I prefer a man who lives
And gives expensive jewels
Her voice filled the area, her stupid costume riding up, and making her seem like she was stacked more so than she already was. She went into song, her number diamonds are a girl's best friend made popular by Marilyn Monroe
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2009 8:47 pm
ઈChristian Marshal Tateഴ "LOVE LIFTS US UP WERE WE BELONG
++++++WHERE EAGELS FLY ON A MOUNTIAN HIGH."+++++++ѿ Ѿ ѿ+++After making his way through the uncomfortable mob of guys looking for sinful entertainment, he spotted Toulouse. He had an overly excited look on his face, but Christian was used to his energy by now. They had only met no longer than a few days ago, and he was already trying to help him get noticed as a writer. He couldn’t believe how quick things were moving. Christian assumed he would have to be broke for a year and then perhaps his income would grow. But this was his chance to become what he dreamed to be. The only thing stopping him was being nervous and very unprepared. Thinking back, Christian didn’t make any preparations while impressing Toulouse. He was big in the movie making businesses, so that gave him some comfort, but not enough to calm his nerves.
+++++++ѿ Ѿ ѿ+++At that moment a beautiful voice filled the air. Christian’s eyes followed her down as she made her entrance. He slowly met up with Toulouse who was jumping up and down, but Christian didn’t pay much attention to her. ”That’s her!” He whispered in an over dramatic manor. Christian’s full lips slightly dropped. His eyes stared up in a trance. It was quickly broken as Toulouse spoke once more. ”You’ll be meeting with her tonight.” Toulouse’s grin grew obnoxiously large he paused to see Christian’s reaction. He turned to look at the eager weasel. ”Tonight?” He said as though he hadn’t heard it before, but Toulouse told him time and time again. ”I’ve arranged it so the two of you could be completely alone.” Christian hadn’t swallowed in a while and nervously gulped down. He couldn’t believe that this was the chance to make or break his career.
+++++++ѿ Ѿ ѿ+++Christian listened in to her marvelous little introduction. Her voice was positively gorgeous, and her features were very captivating. It was terrible enough that he had to do things in the spur of the moment, but alone in the presence of a beautiful woman? Impossible. He shook his head bashfully and turned away from Giselle lighting up the room. ”I cu-can’t do this…” Christian stuttered warily. ”Nonsense! I’m not going to let you throw this away.” Christian sighed thoughtfully as he looked back up at Giselle. ”All right… When do we meet?” Toulouse’s grin happily returned to his priceless face. "After her number.” Passing Toulouse a concerned look, Christian was beginning to feel a bit insecure. She looked absolutely amazing in that costume. But of course, that was what she was meant to look like. It was hard to believe this girl could sell her body to men. She was too stunning to be tossed back and forth like that just so she might one day become somebody. In a sense, Christian was doing the same."THE GREATEST THING YOU'LL EVER LEARN ++++++
IS JUST TO LOVE AND BE LOVED IN RETURN."
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2009 10:23 pm
♥ GiselleLorraine;; One day I'll fly away
Leave all this to yesterday
Why live life from dream to dream
And dread the day when dreaming ends…… Giselle smiled, the spotlight hitting her. She felt gorgeous again. She loved the light, and even more the crowd loved her. When she sang her first opening lines, the crowd went wild. She smiled as she stepped out of the cage, her long legs taking her down the large stage. She sashayed down the stage, her heels clicking against the stage. She smiled as she got to the end, men crowding down at the base of the stage. She looked around, scanning faces. She knew everyone here, no one looked different. Same old men with the same kind of money. She pasted a smile on her face, and went into next line.
A kiss on the hand may be,quite continental,
But diamonds are a girl's best friend
A kiss may be grand but it, won't pay the rental on your humble flat
Or help you feed your,p***y cat
The confetti falling, lights flashing. The crowd went wild as she stepped up next to the pole. She smiled as she rested against it, tossing her hat to the crowd, men scrammbling for the top hat. She smiled as she slid down the pole, her back against it. The men started to wave bills, some flowers, and one even crazy dude was waving a diamond necklace, glistening in the light. Giselle straightened a leg, looping the necklace around her ankle, lifting her leg almost straight up, letting the necklace slide up her thigh. She unbuckled it, and slid it around her own neck. She blew a kiss, and the man looked like Christmas came early. She winked and then went into her next verse.
Men grow cold as girls grow old,
And we all lose our charms in the end.
But square-cut or pear-shaped,
These rocks don't lose their shape.
Diamonds are a girl's best friend!
She smiled as she danced around the stage, touching hands, winking, making it seem like she would give the guys a time of day. She smiled as she leaned against the pole, and slid around it, winding her body around it, at some positions that would make you turn your head in awe. She smiled as she blew a kiss
'Cause we are living in a material world
And I am a material girl
She smiled as she slid into the splits, blowing a kiss to them, ending the song, knowing they would be back for more. Harold, the Producer, pulled her and told her to go walk, the Duke was waiting for her. She smiled as she flipped her hair over her shoulder, and then smiled as she looked at him, and winked "What's his type? Wilting flower? Bright and bubbly? Or smoldering temptress?" she said slyly, and winked at him. Harold smiled as he pushed her towards the "Duke" He likes the smoldering temptress she nodded and Harold showed her where the Duke was sitting, He is the one with a group of gentleman, I told tina to dance in front of him. She nodded and started to walk away.
Tina was one of the more risque types at the clubs. She got the men ready for Satine, and then she dissapears magically into the shadows.
tina danced in front of the Duke. Sure he was famous, but got he looked horrible. She sighed as she danced on him, his greey hands wandering everywhere. She closed her eyes when a hand pulled her. "The boss needs to see you" A voice replied gruffly behind the curtains. She sighed as she winked at the man, brushing her lips across his, "SAtine will be with you in a few moments" And with that she was gone. She turned and saw a man laughing. "How bout you come dance for a real man" the guy said as he pointed to Christian. Tina's eyes lit up, damn he was a fine looking one. She winked and laughed, "For afee" she said as she winked. The man nodded and gestured towards Christian quickly, so she would dance with him, when Satine walks up. "Keep it quiet" she said as she looked at the man, "Or else I could get fired"
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Posted: Tue May 12, 2009 7:37 pm
ઈChristian Marshal Tateഴ "LOVE LIFTS US UP WERE WE BELONG
++++++WHERE EAGELS FLY ON A MOUNTIAN HIGH."+++++++ѿ Ѿ ѿ+++Toulouse, being as short as he was, made an awful lot of movement to see the ongoing show. He eventually moved further and further into the crowd causing him to leave Christian alone. In a sea of strangers, Christian was beginning to get very uncomfortable. His head slowly dipped into his drink as he tried not to focus on the others around him. At that moment, Christian found himself being danced on by a wench of a cancan girl. Her perfume was strong, her makeup misaligned, and her hair in a ratty ball. Unfortunately, he was the only one sober enough to witness these flaws. Not wanting to be rude, but at the same time not wanting to touch a strange woman, Christian simply swayed along uneasily. As Giselle began to spot the two of them, he decided it was enough. How professional could he be if he was dancing with their crew?
+++++++ѿ Ѿ ѿ+++Slipping away from her was more of a chore than a simple thing to do. She seemed very persistent. Christian felt perhaps a little too much so. After fumbling away from her laced in body, Christian caught his breath. Back at home, such kind of dancing was never preformed. This was all too much too soon and somewhat shocked Christian. Perhaps leaving his safe haven at home was a bad idea? And then he spotted Giselle again, and everything was confirmed. Going away to become a writer was a great idea! Just looking at the types of people in the industry made Christian smile. They were all too interesting for him to leave behind. Not to mention his father wouldn't dare take him back.
+++++++ѿ Ѿ ѿ+++In an instant, and almost magically, Toulouse appeared by his side. ”It’s like a freak fest in here.” He grumbled to himself bitterly and then looked up at Christian with a changed expression. His eyes were bright and bubbly. ”Did you meet her?” Toulouse asked hopefully. A quick glance over at Giselle let him know it wasn’t so. He sighed with a playful smile. ”Are you just going to stand here all night.” Christian swooshed the drink in his hands a couple times and stared at it with false interest. ”Possibly.” Toulouse rolled his eyes and began to push at Christian’s shoulder. ”I’m not going to hold your hand the whole way! Go. Go. Go!” His feet forced himself from not falling into the people in front of him as he made his way into the center of the building. He was now in plane sight of Giselle, but still too many bodies away."THE GREATEST THING YOU'LL EVER LEARN ++++++
IS JUST TO LOVE AND BE LOVED IN RETURN."
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