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PostPosted: Sun Jun 13, 2010 9:46 am


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CURRENT ROUND - PRELIMINARY SIGN-UPS
Start professionally and send Maxwell your:
1. Resume, which should include an explanation for a) why you want to be human-sized and b) why we should make you human-sized.
2. Planned Working Attire, which is your planned final outfit for the RP stage. It must be a pictorial depiction, whether it be tektek, photos, drawings or otherwise.
- Please note the usual dress-code in a bar/cocktail party setting: black tie to smart casual.

THIS ROUND WILL END ON WEDNESDAY, 9 JUNE, 11.59PM PST. VOTING WILL START THEN AND END ON SATURDAY, 12 JUNE, 11.59PM PST.
The 5 contestants with the most number of votes will go through to the next round!

MIGHTY WIENER ROUND 0: Preliminary Entries


Rabid Ice Weasel - Charlè
Charlè de Disc Pit [Spiced Lait de Chèvre]

1. Resume
Why do I want to be a "Mighty Wiener"? This is regarding my size and not-- yes, well.

Being tiny is terribly dangerous, you know. If this were a normal bar, perhaps not so much, but just look at this place! Expanding five times would certainly make it less likely for one to be drowned or stepped-on, or perhaps even to be crushed by a runaway shopping cart or hurled into traffic. Safety aside, though, I find the social interaction within my height range very...limited.

Why are you looking at me like that? I didn't specifically say female interaction, did I? I simply meant that--! Yes, well, perhaps I've exhausted my options here.

As per the reasons why I should be chosen, well. I have been unfalteringly loyal, haven't I? I've assisted in endeavors better laid-out for those of larger size (I'm looking at you, Maxwell) and put my life at risk-- oh god, please! They're going to kill me here! Please!

2. Planned Work Attire click!

DownSight - Vino
I Posy Vino's (Poison Ivy) Resume
Why do I want to be larger than 2 feet tall, a perfectly good size to be squished by those larger?
Hmmm, I wonder.

Who wouldn't want to have a larger version of this body?
Believe me love, I know I'm attractive as is, but my attitude has a hard time fitting into this tiny (but curvy) physique. I need a larger body to contain all this persona, darling.

No doubt I can be troublesome. Yeah, I've poisoned a glass. . . or two. Who doesn't? Uh-huh, I don't exactly "value" the lives of others sometimes. Sure, I tend to leave toxic chemicals around in reach of the Mocktails, while flirting with customers. But darlin', I'm the life of the party. No male or female can possibly resist, love.
(Kent, you don't count! You have a Bromance.) So I'm looking for the challenge of conquering the larger population (if you know what I mean) while still taking care of our home.

Why should you choose me though? Being apart of the C*cktail bar is more than just shuffling drinks around, it's being apart of the entertainment and keeping the interest of our scrumptious patrons. I've always been here through the good, the bad, and the lethally dangerous. Any of my future trouble is outweighed by my contributions and dedication here.

Our little family needs someone to look out for them, with the larger population (and East) putting us in harms way, but can still bring in more customers at the same time. And I know I'm up to the job, darling. I'm like free advertising to attract people; slap a C*cktail sticker across my chest and we're good to go. But at the same time I'm dangerous enough to keep order, peace, and the casualties to a minimum. . . probably. Maybe.

"What's your poison?" Me, Vino.

Working AttireHere!

Chrystali - Stet
Vanes Ennuis Stet ♠ Hybrid Technica Rooftop ♠ Left Corner iBar



What I Want
It's not a wonder why any of us would want to be bigger than our bodies; why, the perks of being able to look down with all the ladies around experience such a change would surely give any of us a large amount of gratitude and obligation to the bar, would it not? Each one of us has a personality too big for that rooftop, and sure as the sun shines, we all want to meet our potential - something that's a mite bit short of a winning set, if you get my meaning. I've got a good hand with what's been dealt, and if I can just get that last Ace, sport, we'd have us an arrangement.

Why You Want Me
I may be 'small' by most terms but let me tell you chief, this bar is too small for me. I am the biggest, grandest part of our little show; I'm the entertainment, the level-head when East gets it in hers to cull some of our numbers in a spastic race across town, the target when Vino is bored - that needs no embellishment. You pick me and all will be right as rain. I'll entertain the folks in one manner or another, and being a bigger target for my darlin' Vino can't be a shabby call.

A Promise To Clean Up Nicely?
I concur.

Jeanemon - Kent
Try Poi Kent [Kryptonite]

Resume

While I don't presume to be the most deserving of this, I guess it can't hurt for me to throw my hat into the ring, can it?

I'm not the smartest, and I'm not the best, but I like to think I'm an upstanding sort of guy. I know I'm kind of the dumb muscle. But, gosh darnit, I like to help people. If I were bigger, I could help all kinds more! If any of the ladies needed help, I'd be a lot more able to help if I could see when I pushed carts across the street.

I could help out more around the bar, I could take the others places, and if anyone gave us trouble, It'd be real easy for me to fix it. I mean, I'm pretty big and strong as is. Immagine what I'd be like if I grew bigger. I'd be able to take care of people, and get around easier. I wouldn't be a burden on anyone.

Gosh, I'm not the best with explaning myself. But... I think I'd be a good choice, test subject, whatever I may be.

Working attire: Here!

StarieMichie
• Carpetbagging Scarlet La La


Objective:
To obtain a full size body, and to delightfully use said body to amaze everyone with my good looks.

Skills:
An eager learner in any situation.
Able to interact and communicate with individuals of all sizes.
Capeable of tying a cherry stem into a knot with my tongue.
Dead-aim with a ray-gun.
Able to effectively manage time to complete assigned tasks.

Experiences:
*ahem* I think we can both agree to skip this section until you set up a personal meeting.

Attire:
I look good no matter what I wear, but I think I'd really dazzle everyone in something like this.



To whom it may concern,

It was recently brought to my attention that the bar is in need of a "mighty wiener". I write you today as a woman who also knows what it is like to be in need. Yes, good sir or madam, the beautiful, feisty, and confident woman you see before you now was not always this way.

I would like to take a moment to remind everyone of my humble beginnings a long, long time ago in a bar far, far away. I was once one of a special beverage described to be akin to "having your brains smashed out by a slice of lemon, wrapped 'round a large gold brick".

(Okay, bad example. That's actually fairly prestigious.)

Thanks to the wonders of science, I was able to rise up to what few drinks in the galaxy can claim to be: a C*cktail. I am thankful for the opportunity so far. It has afforded me many great times and fond memories. Yet, if one does not challenge themselves, how are they able to grow?

Pun intended.

Therefore, today I ask you to allow me to become a Mighty Wiener and rise up to fulfill the honor and the glory that I have set out to achieve. Let me become the best C*cktail in the universe, a shining star and beacon of hope to all those drinks out there just waiting for their chance to amaze!

Sincerely,

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Naotsuki - Edgy
Edgy Spike Hog Eh

Why would I like to be a "Mighty Wiener"? Why not?
Being human-sized would a great advantage, and I could help more people.
And I wouldn't have to hide everytime Daisy has a hissyfit! Those hooves are dangerous, I tell you.

I don't have a good reason why you should make me your Might Wiener but, I've got nothing to lose from trying, right?

Planned work attire!


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PostPosted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 1:44 am


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CURRENT ROUND 1 - KEEP SWIMMING
"Your objective -" Maxwell declares, loudly and self-importantly, striding and pacing with arms folded in front of 24 inch and smaller beings, " - is to entertain. You know what happens in entertainment?" He doesn't wait for an answer; he stops and peers down, looming ominously. "People die. That's the best case scenario. Else you humiliate yourself. You panic, you scream, you do whatever you can to achieve this visceral desire to win, win, win, I want to be a winner I want to be BIG and people watch and laugh and say, that's glorious, that's fun. This is what leads people to watch atrocities on the Internet. People being executed. Animals being crushed."

He nods grimly, then says "and if you thought this would lead you out of having near-death experiences - my apologies, you'll have to do more for that to happen."

In one motion he scoops the little contestants up, then glances goodbye to their owners, takes his motorcycle to the nearest body of water and puts them down.

"You'd best change into your swimsuits first, then secondly find an animal in this vast expanse of water to bring you across to the other side, where I will be waiting. This is Gaia, so I've no idea what could be in the water. Just find something. Thirdly! When you get there, I expect you to shake the wet off with an interpretive dance that expresses something that will seem meaningful to the viewers."

"Then," he says, softly, almost a whisper, "two of you will be taken off this treacherous path to glory. And strangely, you don't want to be these two, do you?"

"I'll see you on the other side." He hands out reminder cards:

Maxwell's Instruction Summary
1. Tek/grab a pic/create a swimsuit.
2. RP your finding a nice animal willing to bring you across the lake.
3. Find a Youtube video - or make one, if you'd like - of intepretive dance.


Post it in the thread by 11.59pm on Sunday, 13th June. See you on the flipside.
NOTE: We're not expecting anything elaborate, you don't have enough time for that, especially for the next few rounds where you'll only have one day to respond. Manage your time and your life wisely!


Jeanemon - Kent
Try Poi Kent [Kryptonite]

Round 1: Keep swimming!

1. Tek/grab a pic/create a swimsuit. isa big picture! http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Vu0WdrWjXY/RfwdEE7NaAI/AAAAAAAADa4/gwEwslC_iEE/s1600/img278.jpg
2. RP your finding a nice animal willing to bring you across the lake. Very rarely had Kent ever been scared. Perhaps it was because of his positive outlook on life, or perhaps because his cup had been sipped on whilst he was a drink. Whatever the case was, Kent wasn't easily scared. You put him in any dangerous situation, he looked to protect others and do his best with a cheery smile on his face. Traffic? Pushing large things? Everything was a-okay.

But water; Now, water terrified him. He wasn't a very strong swimmer at all. This was one situation where he'd not think of the others tossed out with him. He was scared.

His fears proved to be well founded, as within moments the green C*cktail was beneath the water. He fought his way back up to the surface, spluttering and managing to dogpaddle about for a few minutes. Swiming was not something he was acceptable at at all!

Perhaps attracted by his flailing, something squisy passed under Kent's legs. This only served to make him more terrified. Kent spluttered under again. However, he came back up shortly, though not of his own violation.

THere was some sort of a squid, or an octopus, keeping his slight weight above the water. Kent looked down at the octopus. The octopus looked back up at him.

"Uhhh... Hi." He said, waving down at it. The Octopus mirrored his wave with one tentacle. Kent smiled; he'd heard that octopii were intelligent!

"Gosh, thanks for picking me up. Say, could you take me over there?" He asked, pointing towards the shore. The octopus wriggled beneath him.

"...Or you could just stay here, that's cool too." Kent sighed. The octopus just wriggled happily.

However, in time, the beast got him close enough to the shore for even Kent's poor swimming skills to be enough. Kent waved at the octopus and crawled on shore, sighing. Maxwell, you were a crazy man!
3. Find a Youtube video - or make one, if you'd like - of intepretive dance. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qmVn6b7DdpA&feature=PlayList&p=9135AF6DB40128A4&playnext_from=PL&playnext=1&index=8

Rabid Ice Weasel - Charlè
Charlè de Disc Pit [Spiced Lait de Chèvre]

Round 1 - Keep Swimming!

1. Tek/grab a pic/create a swimsuit. http://seaturtleswimwear.com/shop/images/Wild Pirates Swim Trunks.jpg
2. RP your finding a nice animal willing to bring you across the lake.
Charle shifted uncomfortably, staring out at the great expanse before him. He'd had no idea that this competition would draw such bizarre and difficult tasks, although with this crowd, he really should have known. The swimsuit was perhaps the worst part. Once he got to the other side, he could close his eyes and pretend to be having a seizure or some such muck and drink the pain away, but this right here, this was ridiculous. It was amazing how few stores catered to two-foot folks, and then when you did find one, the selection was ...not the greatest,

Trying to not look at Vino's slim form or Kent's rippling physique (really, how inadequate he felt!), he walked to the edge of the water and peered down. Nothing seemed outrightly willing to be his vehicle, and so he began to scan the coastline. A large fish basking in the shallows sped away before he could reach it properly, and he was just about to give up when he saw it-- the most beautiful creatures he had ever laid eyes upon. Unfortunately, he knew it to be dangerous as well. The tentacles dangling beneath it would sting and burn and, of course, as he approached, his arm brushed a thin blue tendril.

"H'ahh--hello, hello, please don't kill me..." The jelly didn't respond, which was proper considering the lack of a face or limbs. Slowly, Charle lifted a leg and sat atop the creature, careful to draw his knees up. How did jellyfish swim, anyway--?

The boy's screaming could likely be heard for miles as he clung for dear life as the jelly dipped, rose, chugged, and generally seemed to want him to drown before they reached shore. He lunged into the water before he was quite close enough and splashed to dry land where he stood on feed lashed with red and yelped as he danced around on the hot sand.
3. Find a Youtube video - or make one, if you'd like - of intepretive dance. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FiNUkDnDMFA

DownSight - Vino
I Posy Vino [Poison Ivy]

Round 1 - Keep Swimming

1. Tek/grab a pic/create a swimsuit.
Lifeguard Swimsuit with red sarong. Because, you know, she endangers everyone so much she has to make up for it somehow.
2. RP your finding a nice animal willing to bring you across the lake.

Pouting as she walked along the edge of the lake in dismay, Vino peered out across the wide open blue while watching some of the others swim off. Given most cases, she was fearless and a bit careless to dive headfirst in, but even this problem gave her pause. No, she wasn’t afraid of the water. If anything, she loved it. But her tiny size, still a problem, gave her potential to become fish food. One or two should handle, but an entire lake full? But she'd be damned before she let the others win without a good ol' fight! Her honor and pride wouldn't allow her to give up so easily.

Glancing around the beach, she managed to find some old broken line washed up on shore, and a small fish, flapping its last few moments before death on the wet sand. With no hook, she tied the line around the fish tightly and tossed it back to the water. Stalking out until she was over waist deep, she watched the fishy swim out deeper. Hey, if she was lucky, maybe a shark would give her a lift. The very thought made her giddy, imagining the frightened faces of the others caused by her having an appropriate companion. She’d have to name her new pet. Something…alarming. Suddenly, it came to her mind from an old film. “Cujo, c’mere boy!”

As if really beckoned, a fin suddenly cut through the water ahead, and the line went tight in her grasp. Cheering in triumph, Vino realized her mistake too late when the heavier built of the shark suddenly yanked her out into open water, pulling her with it. Being pulled into the water, she was coughing and choking on water before she finally gathered her senses enough to let go of the line. Gasping and catching her breath, she looked around and realized how far the shark had pulled her from the shores safety.

Managing to tread the water, she pondered if she should try for the other side of the lake or head back to her shore when she suddenly went pale. Either her imagination was playing tricks on her or there was a shadow suddenly beneath her in the water. The shadow circled and began rising quickly, its ominously large, dark shape consuming the area around her. “HELP MEEEEE!” Screaming, she waved her arms and kicked, trying in vain to swim away.

Suddenly the darkness broke through the water, but not from the mouth of a hungry shark. Instead, she was pushed out of the water on the shell of a large turtle! Embarrassed that she’d screamed, Vino pat the adorable turtle on the head as it peeked over at its new green-colored cargo. “Mind taking me to that shore, lover?” She pointed across the lake, but the turtle said nothing. Sighing is dismay at her luck, she was around to climb off when suddenly the turtle lurched forward and began to swim. Her triumph was short lived though as she realized the problem of this animal.

“C’mon you oaf! Surely you can move faster than this. So useless.” With a turn of its head, the turtle suddenly spit a stream of water at her, soaking the shocked C*cktail. The turtle seemed to be laughing at her as it took its time, enjoying her company even while she continued to rave and rant. “Well, I suppose it could be worst. You make an awfully lovely place to sunbathe, Cujo.” The duo slowly crossed the lake in safety, reaching their destination. Cujo climbed up on shore, the turtle peeked over his shell with amusement to see that the little green female was soundly asleep, carelessly curled up and trusting of the creature she’d earlier thought was ‘going to eat her’.
Turtles; quite the fearsome creatures indeed.

3. Find a Youtube video - or make one, if you'd like - of interpretive dance.
[Yoyo Dance.]

Naotsuki - Edgy
Edgy Spike Hog Eh

1. Tek/grab a pic/create a swimsuit. http://digital-yume.net/gaia/edgy-swimwear.jpg
2. RP your finding a nice animal willing to bring you across the lake.

Edgy stared at the endless stretch of water in front of him. How was he going to get across this? He'd never seen water so deep. Edgy began pacing and anxiously glancing around. There had to be some way, there just had to be.

He spotted something floating lazily and shouted, trying to call it to the shore and hoping it was friendly. The lump began swimming towards Edgy as he waited, silently praying that whatever it was wouldn't swallow him whole. He'd heard bad stories about relying on creatures as water taxis. Sure, they were fairytales, but you never know.

By now the creature had reached the land and was staring at him.
"H-hello, Mr. Otter, sir?" Edgy squirmed as the otter continued to stare. "Could you please help me? I need to get to the other side of this giant ocean-" He was cut off by laughter. "Ocean? Ocean? Yer one funny critter, you are!" The otter grinned and continued to chuckle. "Sure, I'll help. Hop on!" Slipping into the water and rolling over in one fluid motion, the otter waited for Edgy to climb aboard. Edgy scrambled onto the otter's belly and watched the shore fade out of sight. A short time later, the land reappeared and he cheered. He thanked the otter, and promised to return for a visit.

Now it was time to dry off...


3. Find a Youtube video - or make one, if you'd like - of intepretive dance. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gzJOJZ8HfJ4

Chrystali - Stet
Vanes Ennuis Stet

1. Tek/grab a pic/create a swimsuit. Stet wouldn't be caught dead wearing shorts in water that had living things in it; thus, we have a compromise.

2. RP your finding a nice animal willing to bring you across the lake.

Standing at the lip of where the water met the land, Stet didn't do so much as stick a toe in, staring grimly out over the watery depths that held East-knows-what. He put his hands on his hips, watching his companions and strangers alike finding their own means across - some more successful than others - feeling the slow trickle of mirth in his throat at Vino's stellar choice of comrade. Really, who bit who in that relationship?

"Let loose the dogs of war," he mused to himself. Well. Not like dogs would help him get across. "Wrong quote," he chuckled, not minding if he was cracking jokes to himself, "how about-- RELEASE THE KRAKEN!" The little C*cktail puffed out his chest before pausing for thought. "That tentacle-girl may not take too fondly to that..."

Something caught his eye, a ripple of movement beneath the water. "Eh?" Oh? Had Vino's pet come to chew on him now? "Learning all her traits already, are you?" he asked the water. There was a soft *plip* as a single tendril of something long, slimy and very not-shark-like emerged from the water, facing him. At least, he thought it was facing him, for something that didn't have a face. "Oh, no. Oh no. No no." Stet raised his index finger, ticking it side to side like a pendulum. "That's too awful a joke even for me--"

It was about as fast as lightning. One moment the nasty seaweed thing was just there, and the next, the C*cktail found his torso rather wrapped up in the foul-smelling appendage. "You have GOT to be shi--" was all that left his stunned lips before the 2' man was rather hurled across water, complete with a rather unmanly shout of something between shock and fright. The bank was closing in fast, and as he put his arms up to break his fall - or at least to break his arm bones first, whichever - the little tendril whisked out and swatted at him, deftly changing his course from becoming a literal stick-in-the-mud and instead plunking him into the shallow water nearby.

Spluttering, he rapidly crawled out of the water and looked back, a touch worse for the wear. The tendril gave a little wave before disappearing beneath the surface of the water, a single ripple the only mark of its passing.

A shiver ran down Stet's spine. It was a damn good thing he'd decided on the wet suit bottoms with tentacle monsters around...

3. Find a Youtube video - or make one, if you'd like - of intepretive dance. Natalie Imruglia - Torn and, because it probably doesn't count since he isn't actually dancing, we get an additional Time After Time by Cyndi Lauper.

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PostPosted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 2:16 am


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CURRENT ROUND 2 - LET'S DANCE
"Take care, Edgy - your time may come yet." Maxwell says gently, almost affectionately - then he puts Edgy in an ice-cream box and floats him back across the lake.

"You dance better than I thought!" He says to the remaining contestants, sweeping the area. "I am impressed. So impressed that I would like you to dance!"

He waits for murmurs of displeasure to die down before continuing, having an expression of displeasure himself.

"Right, sissies - you know what they do at impromptu dances. You start by grabbing a partner, you get dressed in your hilariously somewhat matched outfits, you come out and dance for your life. Then I suppose since you're being judged you can stand here uncertainly in your silly little clothes and tell us why you did that dance. Make it entertaining and QUICK! Chop chop."

He tosses out the reminder card:

Maxwell's Instruction Summary
1. Settle into pairs
2. Tek/grab a pic/create a magnificent dance outfit that sort-of matches each other.
3. Together, decide on and post a Youtube video of a two-person dance.
4. Explain, in character, why you decided on such a dance.


Post it in the thread by 11.59pm on Tuesday, 15th June. Let's dance!
You can post 1 post together, or 2 posts separately. The 1 post together must have individual details from both of you [dance outfit, explanation]. The 2 separate posts must have consistency in the parts decided together [Youtube video].
NOTE: We're not expecting anything elaborate, you don't have enough time for that, you only have one day to respond. Manage your time and your life wisely!

"It may be worth mentioning," He says sinisterly, "that we'll be sending one of the pairs back at a go this time. So don't let your partner down."


DownSight
Round 2 Entry - Let's Dance!

1. Settle into pairs:
Vino & Charlè!
2. Tek/grab a pic/create a magnificent dance outfit that sort-of matches each other:
[Vino's Outfit! Little less corset, little more bustier.]
[Charlè's Outfit!] V:"It's getting hot in here, so take off all your clothes." ;D
For our outfit we decided to go with red and black as our color scheme to match the performance, and went with leather because it's hard to burn.
(But the chafing kills.) It took a while, but we managed to find outfits with a similar print of red on black pants.
3. Together, decide on and post a Youtube video of a two-person dance.
[Fire Poi Dancing!]
4. Explain, in character, why you decided on such a dance.

Vino's Reply:

"Because it has fire. And dancing. FIRE DANCING. Oh, and we're scantily dressed. Need I say more, really?"

"Charlè darlin' and myself are both, more or less, the underdogs of this round with our scores being the two next lowest of the previous competition. When I first found out I'd be working with Charlè, I was worried. Duh. We had a history of dislike, so I thought at first that it wouldn't work out. The last time we'd talked, we'd both said some horrid things. I was pretty sure our partnership in this round was going to go up in flames. As it turns out, I was wrong. (Not a very frequent occurrence in my life.) We managed to actually pull together, and although he's still a complete prude who I still suspect bathes in his clothes, I've actually found that he's actually, well, charming. Charming Charlè." Smirking with a roll of her eyes, she then turns her head so a possible eavesdropping Charlè can't hear. Grinning devilishly, she waggles her eyebrows like a cartoon villain and says, "I think I just guilt tripped him into doing whatever I wanted though."

"Once that was solved, we faced our problem of having...stiff competition. No Stet, not that sort of stiff. So we...er, I decided to go with something a bit more flashy. So we unleashed our inner pyro's. Burnnnn, baby burn!" Shot for all these bad song references.

"So of course I pick the first dangerous dance I find, making Charlè cringe. Maybe cry." Stiffing some laughter behind her hand, it's evident that she's grinning with delight at the torment. "Being loud, dangerous, and hardly wearing a thing is nothing new to me, but you should have SEEN his face! When I walked out with only a piece of leather on me and wielding a lit torch, I thought for sure he was going to faint he was so pale and anxious!" Pausing to take a moment to laugh, she brushes a tear from her eye. "Poor guy. Since I forced my sexy lit torches of disaster on him, he got to pick costumes that wouldn't force him to run off stage in shame. Great job too! Flames, leather, and no shirt? The girls are going to crawl after him. Did you SEE those abs? Yummy!"

"Our performance is sexy, but nothing that's too in your face, so all the C*cktails AND Mocktails can enjoy it. We had a great time performing and when you watch you can tell we have a blossoming friendship. We became a lot more comfortable with each other, as seen in our little 'fist-pound' there at the beginning. Since Fire Poi Dancing is usually a bit wild and darker, we went a little more modern in the music instead of that druid Celtic moaning crap you hear so often at these events. Or Techno music. I mean, who doesn't love 'Ice Ice Baby' and 'Danger, High Voltage'. You know that was all me there darlin'." ;D

"These Fire Poi's are weapons of mass destruction. The first practice was DREADFUL! Charlè nearly lit himself on fire, and I'm pretty sure I saw some of his hair crisped in back. We were kicked out of the bar because we "accidentally" set the fire alarm off and set one of the table clothes on fire too. Sorry Maxx! But when we finally got our baton twirling down we were pretty damn good for amatures! We added some mildly raunchy moves like the little Poi grinding there in the middle, but also used our, ahem, flexibility to our advantage by doing several flips. Did you see some of those hip thrusts? Again, not overly sexy, but great fun. And it takes a lot of trust to let someone hold you up with a flaming baton love!" Giving Charlè a quick peck on the cheek, she playfully nudges him with her hip. "We had a blast together, as you can see in our performance!"

"Not sure who the crazy person was who handed ME a flaming baton and some leather bits, but just wait until I introduce Wirly girly and Hinder to it!"


Charlè's Reply:

Charlè shakes his head and laughs, crossing his arms.

"I was afraid in the beginning, I admit. I would have been better for a waltz, but Vino was...adamant. Fire and being half-naked aren't usually my pastimes, but what can I say? She's incredibly convincing." A pause.

"No, no, that sounded wrong." He snorts and waves his hand, something obviously having changed in him. "Either way, Vino and I were both in trouble at the end of the last round. I can't say I'm surprised; the competition is...ah. Of deeper complexions, not to mention more popular with the ladies. And men. Everyone, I think. When you're at the bottom, being daring is the best thing you can do, right? It certainly can't get worse. Maybe I'll take everyone down in a wild blaze, hm?" He pauses and sits straighter, rubbing his hands together.

"I don't doubt that I made some interesting faces at first. It took some coaxing, but the lady has an infectious personality. Our previous meetings worried me, and it was my own fault. She seems to forgive, though, and what do I owe her but a dance? I'll probably light myself on fire. Myself, or someone else. We'll see how it goes."

Jeanemon
1. Settle into pairs Stet and Kent - BROMANCE BBY

2. Tek/grab a pic/create a magnificent dance outfit that sort-of matches each other. User Image and User Image
3. Together, decide on and post a Youtube video of a two-person dance.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qu9ISrel0Ao

4. Explain, in character, why you decided on such a dance.

Stet:

"Why?" The Sunset male chuckled, taking a drag out of the cigarette he held between his fingers - something he'd picked up in the last five minutes and it wasn't any wonder why. "It's simple. I was paired with Hero and as tight as we are, neither of us were keen on getting our waltz on, if y'get my drift." Smiling, he rolled his almost-bare shoulders in a shrug, flipping back his over-stylized hair like he was Jimmy Dean in leather rather than a 2' man in drag. "I don't touch guys - they don't touch me. That aside, it was fun, yeah? The ladies like those types of moves."

Smashing the rest of the cigarette against a glass, he sighed and looked down at his ensemble. "Believe it or not, this is even easier to explain." With a good humored tug of his lips, he pointed to his partner. "My partner is Hero. It is as simple as that."

Pulling another cigarette out, the thing nearly the size of a cigar to the smaller male, he shrugged his indifference and gave his most winning smile. "Can we get this over with now?"

Kent:

"Gosh, I'm not sure, really..." Kent says, his brow furrowing. He's wiping at his face constantly; trying to get the glitter off of it. "I really think it was a joke that spiraled out of control. Stet and I decided to pair up, and we were talking about dances to do. I suggested some ones, he suggested a few. He didn't wanna do anything that'd be weird, yenno. We're friends, but there's a line that's friends and, yenno, weird. Somehow, belly dancing came up. And things just spiraled out of control from there...."

Kent sighs; the glitter is proving hard to remove. "I mean, I know we didn't do too horrible. But still... It was real embarassing. I don't really like when people watch me for... Reasons. Golly, I'm bad at talking about this stuff." The C*cktail's face is coloring, he rubs at the back of his hair. Of course, this only serves to put more glitter there. "Let's just say I really, really, REALLY don't ever wanna do that again. I'mma go burn the clothes and scrub myself till I bleed now. I think there might be glitter in my blood...."


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