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Post by Imrel on Oct 26, 2002 5:52:52 GMT
(I'm offline for a day and two more competitors show up?)
*Imrel pops up, having finally completed the complicated lacing on her tanned leather kneelength boots.* Hello Eo, hello... Lo, is it? I'm Imrel, nice to meet you. *Unties a ribbon from around her wrist and starts to arrange her hair in a low pollyanna.*
Hm... I see what you mean about that "watched" feeling... I'm glad I changed before coming. *Gives her hair a quick toss and smooths the skirt of her dress.* I'm going for a walk before the show starts, and before we run out of air in here. *Grins, exits the dressing room, and ambles along the corridor.*
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Post by Rhiannon on Oct 26, 2002 9:12:49 GMT
ooc: any news from Eli? She's the only one we're still really waiting for.
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Post by The Witch King on Oct 26, 2002 9:41:10 GMT
You can start without her, she can make a late entrance. The crowd are getting restless out front.
So who's going to be brave enough to go first? ;D
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Post by Jared on Oct 26, 2002 13:41:06 GMT
ooc - Oh, the shameless pervert speaks.  *A loud piercing screech comes out of the PA system.* Damn. Sorry 'bout that, always happens. Now, you girls don't really have much time before the show starts... before finish up quickly. Oh yes. Try not to make your cheeks too red. You look really... fake that way. |
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Post by The Witch King on Oct 26, 2002 14:38:49 GMT
 *Bangs the desk, laughing so hard he almost drops the palantir.* Maybe you should start your own make up class. Show them how it's done. Hehe ;D Make up tips from Jared the Ringwraith! *struggles to get his breath back* Oh and another thing - never tell a girl to hurry up getting ready - it's a complete and utter waste of time and they'll never listen. When dealing with girls you need infinite patience. *Gives Jared a nudge and a wink* Don't worry you'll learn. Just follow my example and you can't go wrong. ;D *sips his drink wondering what's keeping them.* |
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Post by Imrel on Oct 26, 2002 16:05:44 GMT
*Imrel has found her way to the catwalk, and is standing in the wings (or whatever the catwalk equivilent to wings is), scowling at the Witch King for his totally false comments. Sighs and tries to neaten her hair, which has already managed to become straggled. Waits quietly for the others.*
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Post by The Witch King on Oct 26, 2002 17:06:53 GMT
*sees Imrel appear in the wings and realises that the show must be about to start. Gets up onto the catwalk and grabs a microphone. A spotlight finds him and shines straight in his eyes.*
Good evening ladies and gentlemen and welcome to this years Beauty Pageant. We hope you will enjoy an evening of glamour and sophistication here in Eriador and we can promise you that this years entries far surpass those of last year.....not that there was anything wrong with those troll girls......but anyway.....
Soon the first contestant of the evening will emerge from behind those curtains. The girls will take it in turns to 'strut their stuff' on the catwalk and answer a few simple questions before a decision is made. There will be a short interlude before the winner - Miss Eriador 2002 is announced. Your judges for this evening are my good self and Jared over there.
There is a fully licensed bar at the back of the hall.
*Turns round looking in to the wings, covers the microphone with his hand and shouts*
Are we ready?
*Turns back to the audience*
Please welcome the first contestant of the evening!
*Retakes his seat, clipboard at the ready*
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Post by Rhiannon on Oct 26, 2002 18:05:53 GMT
*Takes a last look into the mirror, everything perfect. Joins Imrel.*
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Post by Rhiannon on Oct 26, 2002 18:36:10 GMT
*Grins nervously* I can go first...
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Post by Zulu on Oct 26, 2002 20:30:19 GMT
[glow=blue,2,300]::Lo scurries from the dressingroom, skidding to a hault next to the girls, stoops to finish lacing her strappy sandles, straightns and tucks a bouncy curl behind her ear:: Alright can we just get this over with? Im frozen stiff[/glow]
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Post by The Witch King on Oct 26, 2002 20:52:56 GMT
*Is still clapping in the hall with the rest of the audience who are starting to wonder what's happening. The spotlights scan the catwalk waiting to pick up the first girl.*
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Post by Rhiannon on Oct 26, 2002 20:57:20 GMT
*Takes a deep breath and steps forward into the spotlight*
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Post by The Witch King on Oct 26, 2002 21:14:13 GMT
*Sees Rhiannon step up onto the stage and breathes a sigh of relief. For a minute he thought they had all lost their nerve. The show would have been a disaster and the place would probably of got trashed by an angry mob.*
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Post by Jared on Oct 27, 2002 10:02:36 GMT
*Nudges the Witch-King.*
Psst. Did you prepare the questions?
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Post by The Witch King on Oct 27, 2002 11:19:06 GMT
*looks at Jared with alarm*
I thought you had!
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