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Post by The Witch King on Sept 25, 2002 7:32:04 GMT
The hall is virtually full..
Elves, hobbits, orcs, etc have travelled from miles around to witness this prestigious event. They fall into a hushed silence as the Witch King takes to the stage.
Walks up to the microphone and taps it.*
1-2, 1-2,
*Raises it up slightly as it had obviously been used by a hobbit previously.*
Good evening ladies and gentlemen.
*Looks out at the sea of faces*
Tonight - and for one night only, the most talented acts in Eriador will be performing on this very stage. We hope to bring you a wide and varied show. An extravaganza of music, dance and poetry and much, much more. There will be refreshments at half time and a collection in aid of the injured Orcs society.
So without further a do lets bring on the first act....
*steps off the stage and waits for someone to appear.*
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Post by Balin on Sept 25, 2002 10:07:05 GMT
Balin walks up...
Eh I can.... I can sing you a song...
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Post by Grubhosh on Sept 25, 2002 12:27:06 GMT
whistles
Go'on sing sing!
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Post by Melian on Sept 25, 2002 13:20:12 GMT
*mel takes her seet nervousle awating her turn to sing*
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Post by Balin on Sept 25, 2002 15:18:18 GMT
Ok I kinda' like this RHCP song so here it goes...
Road trippin' with my two favorite allies
Fully loaded we got snacks and supplies
It's time to leave this town
It's time to steal away
Let's go get lost
Anywhere in the USA
Let's go get lost
Let's go get lost
Blue you sit so pretty
West of the one
Sparkles light with yellow icing
Just a mirror for the sun
Just a mirror for the sun
Just a mirror for the sun
These smiling eyes are just a mirror for
So much as come before those battles lost and won
This life is shining more forever in the sun
Now let us check our heads
And let us check the surf
Staying high and dry's more trouble than it's worth
In the sun
These smiling eyes are just a mirror for
In Big Sur we take some time to linger on
We three hunky dory's got our snakefinger on
Now let us drink the stars
It's time to steal away
Let's go get lost
Right here in the USA
Let's go get lost
Let's go get lost
Blue you sit so pretty
West of the one
Sparkles light with yellow icing
Just a mirror for the sun
Just a mirror for the sun
Just a mirror for the sun
These smiling eyes are just a mirror for
These smiling eyes are just a mirror for
Your smiling eyes are just a mirror for
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Post by The Witch King on Sept 25, 2002 18:53:45 GMT
*Whistles loudly from the side of the stage*
Great Balin!
(one of my fave songs ;D)
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Post by KlioAshtoreth on Sept 25, 2002 20:11:08 GMT
Sits in the audience and claps loudly when Balin is finished w/ his song.
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Post by Imrel on Sept 26, 2002 1:52:51 GMT
*Claps from back stage, where she stands near the end of the scattered line of performers. Glances around and whispers at them.* Who's up next?
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Post by Balin on Sept 26, 2002 13:30:23 GMT
Walks down from the stage... thanks guys..
who's next?
(I love it)
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Post by Melian on Sept 26, 2002 14:16:07 GMT
*claps loudly, then go's backstage so she doesnt miss her turn after Imrl*
arnt you next Im?
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Post by ~Dernhelm~ on Sept 26, 2002 14:29:10 GMT
Eowyn was standing by the entrance doors, watching Balin sing. She was as quiet as a whisper and as pale as snow, clad in a beautiful white robe. Her golden hair was neatly brushed behind her back, falling down into gentle ripples. Eowyn was ready for her act, so was her stallion, Waterwhisp.
Eowyn smiles at Balin and claps her hands gently, then quickly goes to check on her beloved horse before the next act begins...
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Post by Balin on Sept 26, 2002 15:32:47 GMT
Come on Im what are you going to do?
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Post by Grubhosh on Sept 26, 2002 20:01:49 GMT
bangs her fist on the table and cheers loudley
c'mon Imrel!
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Post by Balin on Sept 26, 2002 20:30:11 GMT
You can do it...
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Post by Imrel on Sept 27, 2002 2:29:05 GMT
(All right already...)
*Goes white.* But... I was at the back of the line... *Stumbles onto the stage.*
Erm... Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, and assorted creautures. For you entertainment (hopefully), I am going to recite a poem. It doesn't need intrumental back up, so the Mushrooms back there can have a break.
*Fob throws up her music sheets.* Goodnight everybody! *Jumps off the stage.*
This piece is entitled "The Little Things", and it's a self composition, so you can't heckle. *Clears her throat.*
Have you ever noticed
How a band of silver shines
Much like a breath of water
From the dusty dark mines?
Have you ever noticed
The way the moonlight spills,
Touching at the forest floor
And gracing crowns of hills?
Have you ever noticed
A sparrow at your side,
Eyes beaded and head cocked at you,
Making no attempt to hide?
Have you ever noticed
That laughter in the gloom
Will fill an empty corridor,
And light the darkened room?
Have you ever noticed
The things you never see?
Have you ever noticed
How precious they can be?
*Pauses, bows quickly, and darts backstage again.*
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