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Post by ~Dernhelm~ on Oct 30, 2002 6:28:25 GMT
"Great job, Rhia! You really showed them!" Eowyn congratulates her friend.
Eowyn watches Lo as she begins walking down the catwalk. *Why did I never bother with stuff like beauty moves?* Eowyn wonders, remembering the joke she once told Eomer...
"Good lucl, Lo..." she whispers. Eowyn shivers from the cold, wrapping her white gown around herself and running her fingers through her wavy golden hair nervously...
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Post by Imrel on Oct 30, 2002 6:43:45 GMT
*Leans over and mutters to Eowyn.* I don't know any of this stuff either... I just plan to walk down the catwalk and curtsy. *Groans.* I am so dead.
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Post by The Witch King on Oct 30, 2002 7:02:14 GMT
*Walks up onto the stage to greet the second contestant. He is getting uncomfortably hot in his robes. The hall is going wild and he fears the place might get out of hand. The Orcs have lead a sheltered life and he fears the sight of all these glamourous ladies might be too much for them.*
Hi....
*Stares at Lo, shocked by how much leg she's showing.*
Where did you learn to dance like that?
*Grins at her*
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Post by Zulu on Oct 30, 2002 7:09:42 GMT
[glow=blue,2,300]::Lo laughs and tires not to smirk, failing miserably, her dark lips curling up:: I told you i never lakced for amusment in my life, I learned the same place all Elven Belly Dancers learn to dance.[/glow]
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Post by The Witch King on Oct 30, 2002 7:41:10 GMT
*His eyes light up*
And wheres that?
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Post by Zulu on Oct 30, 2002 7:54:56 GMT
 If I TOLD[/b] it wouldnt be a secret. And you and a 6 other randy wraiths would storm the hall and forces us to give you lap dances. |
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Post by Jared on Oct 30, 2002 11:05:18 GMT
Witch-King, stop fixating on her body and ask the questions. We haven't got all day and the audience doesn't seem to enjoy watching the judge have animated conversations with the contestants... |
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Post by ~Dernhelm~ on Oct 31, 2002 5:22:54 GMT
Eowyn tries to smile but doesn't suceed due to her nervousness. "If you're dead, then I am dead meat !" she admits softly...
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Post by Melian on Oct 31, 2002 15:02:51 GMT
*quietly sneeks over to eowyn*
sory im late, what part of the compition are we on
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Post by Rhiannon on Oct 31, 2002 15:08:59 GMT
*Waves as she sees Mel joining them. Walks over to them, whispering* Hi, Mel, nice to see you!
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Post by Zulu on Oct 31, 2002 15:17:02 GMT
Witch-King, stop fixating on her body and ask the questions. We haven't got all day and the audience doesn't seem to enjoy watching the judge have animated conversations with the contestants... [glow=blue,2,300] Ahemm the contestant doesnt really like being fixated on either thank you very much. ^Trying to avod fidgiting, clasps her hands primly infront of her, waiting fora real question^[/glow] |
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Post by Jared on Oct 31, 2002 15:50:56 GMT
Witch-King, if you don't awaken, I'm gonna ask her the question. *Snaps fingers in front of WK's face and notes the lack of reaction. Sighs in exasperation.* Well, Miss Elf... here's your first question: What is your favourite drink at the Brandywine Inn and why?
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Post by Zulu on Oct 31, 2002 18:49:16 GMT
[glow=blue,2,300]^Lo grins and flutters her eyelashes^ Whatever the Orc passed out on the floor was having, make it a double, because then maybe I wont remember this night.[/glow]
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Post by The Witch King on Oct 31, 2002 22:04:32 GMT
Jared you ask the questions for now. (I can't get online for a few days.  ) And I was not fixating on her! |
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Post by Zulu on Oct 31, 2002 22:21:03 GMT
[glow=blue,2,300]^Rolling her eyes and trying to supress a grin^ Alright Do you like the term gawking better? Or what about mesmerised... careful witchy dont step in the puddle of drool[/glow]
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If I TOLD[/b] it wouldnt be a secret. And you and a 6 other randy wraiths would storm the hall and forces us to give you lap dances.
)