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Actually if I remember correctly I'm not the one who did the snatching...

Hmm, you're right... I snatched you up instead... and to be honest, it was quite a good catch I made.

If you're as good at fishing as you are at dancing then I'm sure you've caught better.

*goes into storage closet to help Freed*

Hmm, I could say the same for you.

hi all. just popping in.

I'd answer if I knew, but I don't.

or not.

*walks out of closet with disco ball in hand*
Hey Kern. those 2 are just wrapped up in each other right now.
*walks over to bar and sets ball on ground*
Can i get you sumthing to drink?

hi all. just popping in.

Hello madame, it's nice to meet you. I'm Kaski, and you are?

hola, i'm corinna.

no thanks, i don't think i should have anything to drink or the blood clots will come out. and i don't feel like bleeding all over.

yikes. that would not be fun.
*pours a shot of tequilla and downs it*
would you care to dance corinna?

i'll dance for a while. but if i start to fall over just let me go. i'm on vicodin right now.

Nice to meet you Corinna.

Well Sparren I've had another evening I won't forget soon, but I should probably leave now. Thank you for choosing to dance with me.

pardon the lack of knowlage on my part but what is vicodin?

vicodin is a prescription strength pain killer that does weird things to your head and makes you kind of dizzy.

very addictive.

*walks out with a laser light under each arm, walks over to the bar and sets them on it*
phew, those things are heavy. Hi Kern.

hey free. heavy, eh? hope you didn't get a hernia.

----dp----

bah. im young. whats a 50 poind wieght here and there.

wait, i'm unclear as to whether i'm dancing with demonic furbies or not. if not, sure. if so, then afterwards we can dance.

ah. alrite then.
*picks up laser lights and goes to set them up*

who is not here anymore, so we shall dance!

alrite. however, whould you start to fall, i think it might be a better idea to catch to and carry you to a chair.

or not, who is here!

i'm so dreadfully confused. my brain isn't at its optimal level right now.

WOULD A DEMONIC FURBIE BE THE SAME AS A DEMONIC GOPHER?

I'm back.

I'm back.
I'm front

lang! it's been ages!

Yes it has, Kern. Wazzup?

WOULD A DEMONIC FURBIE BE THE SAME AS A DEMONIC GOPHER?

no. i am not a reincarnation of the gopher. a stand elone in my demonic furry little criters

im thinking that just Freed, Langham, possibly -GOD-, and myself are all that are left, other than you.

Well then, where is buggery is DG?

Yes it has, Kern. Wazzup?

not much, not much. typing is difficult. if you read my blog you shall see why.

Well then, where is buggery is DG?

i have no idea.

now all of you have me confused. i am out.
later

my head has basically stopped working, so i think i should go to bed.

Yes it has, Kern. Wazzup?

not much, not much. typing is difficult. if you read my blog you shall see why.Having your wisdom teeth pulled out sucks, huh?

Yes it has, Kern. Wazzup?

not much, not much. typing is difficult. if you read my blog you shall see why.
You ahve a blog now? Where? When? How? What? Why?

it's really not that bad, but it's supposed to hurt like a bitch the second day. that would be tomorrow.

CRIPES! i take minute out to set up some laser and this place turns into on big confusing pot of nothing.
*sigh*
anyone left here still wanna dance?

it's really not that bad, but it's supposed to hurt like a bitch the second day. that would be tomorrow.It does.

Yes it has, Kern. Wazzup?

not much, not much. typing is difficult. if you read my blog you shall see why.
You ahve a blog now? Where? When? How? What? Why?

i've had a blog for quite a while. usually i write amusing things, but i've been slacking something fierce.

www.tygrrlily.modblog.com

CRIPES! i take minute out to set up some laser and this place turns into on big confusing pot of nothing.
*sigh*
anyone left here still wanna dance?

i'm sorry! the confusion is my fault. i'd dance but i REALLY need to go to bed. care for a raincheck?

alrite, raincheck. sleep well.

Adios, Kern!

Should someone tell her that I've infected her blog with utter nonsense? Go see for yourselves.

*gets his thing on!*


realizes that there is no thing left in him


*sits down*

Why did you want to be in my region again?

look at your region post

will do, Tar. Gotta go. see you some other time

Why? WHY? WHY? make it quick, shorty!

Hello, everybody, the band is back and...
*sounds of crickets chirping*
Aw screw it, keep your friggin' radio for now. We'll be back tomarrow night.

*cleans out the cobwebs and drags the jukebox from the corner*

*wanders in*
a jukebox? what happened o the DJ station?

*wanders in*
a jukebox? what happened o the DJ station?It was invaded by a monkey named Bob. :shock:

*dresses like a monkey with the nametag with Bob written on it and messes around with the DJ station*

hey all.

Howdy, Kern!

*wanders in*
anyone still here?

hmm. guess not.
*strolls over to DJ station and hits a song*
if any of you girls out there care to dance, you know where to find me

*swirls around in a swivel chair he stole from his uncle*

*Listens to the song and the squeek of the swivel chair*
He's spinning in rhythm, strange.

hello Lang. Kaski. whats new

*makes yet another wrong turn and finds herself here*

Hm...odd how that keeps happening..

Nothing's new, everything old is aging. It seems we're short on people of the female persuasion in here tonight, I was expecting at least Sparren, oh well.

*Walks Gael walk in*
Or perhaps I spoke too soon.

howdy there Gael.

Hey guys. What's up?

not alot. it was actually kind of boring till you showed up. speaking of which, would you care to dance?

I'd love to.

*holds out a hand and escorts Gael to the floor*

*takes his hand*

Man, it's dead in here..

ya, it kind of is. oh well, more room for dancing i supose.

*slips in and makes his way to the bar tucked way in the back*

Do you swing, by chance?

i have been known to swing on occation.

*orders a double martini, against his better judgement*

Care to give it a go? Don't worry about offending me if you don't.

*walks in dressed like a cow*

I'm back...er...I mean...er...I'm the Sacred Cow. MOO!

sure, y not.

actually Gael, i think that there is someone here that you would much rather be dancing with than me, so i will step down and let him step in
*walks over to bar*
she's all yours Vex.

DF, I'm really sorry, and you're very sweet, but I can't dance with you...

*finishes his martinis*

and i think you have had a few too many martinis Vex. i ment that Gael was all yours.
*nods head toward Gael, then orders glass of marlot*

DF, don't sell yourself short, my friend. I'm sure she's quite happy dancing with you. I would be. No wait, I take that last part back.

...

Why must you both play the martyr? If no one wants to dance, then fine. I need some sleep anyway.

better catch her quick Vex.
*takes sip of wine*

Ah, what's going on here, eh?

Gael...? *holds out his hand*

*gulps down last of wine*
oh nothing much Sparren, just desciding who is going to dance with Gael. i think.

and i think it was just descided.
would you care to dance Sparren?

*wakes up*

Oh man. Last time I go egging trees in the cold again.

Gael...? *holds out his hand*

Gael seems to have left. :( Oh, well. Can't dance a lick anyway. Just as well...

seems my partner ran off too. oh well
*orders a mug of brandy and starts singing irish drinking songs*

*hums* Suppose I'll have to dance on my own.

*puts mug down*
now its not right for a lady to have to dance on her own.
Sparren, would you like to dance?

bah, nevermind. im tired of playing hide and seek with my dance partners. im out.
*walks out*

Bye, DF!

*drinks some hotsauce and listens to some zydeco*

Ahem, this is the band, back again. I see a couple or two out on the dance floor... so let's get this a little more upbeat!

*a heavy techno/club beat comes in from synthesizers run by the band*


Tonight... I wanna give it all to you! In the darkness, there's so much I wanna do. Tonight, I want to lay it at your feet, cuz girl I was made for you and girl you were made for me.
I was made for lovin' you baby! You were made for loving me! And I can't get enough of you baby, can you get enough of me?
I was made for lovin' you baby! You were made for loving me! And I can't get enough of you baby, can you get enough of me?
Yeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaah!
*guitar and bass*
Tonight, I want to see it in your eyes. You're the magic. There's something that drives me wild! And tonight, we're gonna make it all come true. Cuz girl you were made for me... and girl I was made for you!
I was made for lovin' you baby! You were made for loving me! And I can't get enough of you baby, can you get enough of me?
I was made for lovin' you baby! You were made for loving me! And I can't get enough of you baby, can you get enough of me?
Yeeeeeeeeaaaaaa!
Hey hey! Hey hey! Hey hey!
*guitar and bass, techno interlude*
I was made for lovin' you baby! You were made for loving me! And I can't get enough of you baby, can you get enough of me?
I was made for lovin' you baby! You were made for loving me! And I can't get enough of you baby, can you get enough of me?
Yeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaah! Yeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaah!
*techno finish!*


Thank you!

Nice!

This one goes out to the friends of the Dance Dance.

*progressive dance techno comes on*


The light... the light... the light... the light... the light... the li-ight, the li-ight, the li-i-i-i-ight...
*techno theme, drum and synth*
The light... the light... the light the light the light!
The last that ever she saw him, carried away by a moonlight shadow.
She past gone worried in morning, carried away by a moonlight shadow.
Lost in the riddle on a saturday night, far away on the other side. He was caught in the middle of a desperate fight, and she couldn't how to push through...
The trees that whisper in the evening, carried away by a moonlight shadow.
She was sad, far away and greiving, carried away by a moonlight shadow.
Watched his whole world was a man with a gun, carried away by a moonlight shadow.
He was shot six times by a man on the run, and she couldn't find how to push through...
I say, I pray, see you in heaven, far away.
I say, I pray, see you in heaven, one day.
Four AM in the morning, carried away by a moonlight shadow.
I watched a vision forming, carried away by a moonlight shadow.
Star grows slowly in the silvery night, far away on the other side.
Will you come to talk to me this night? But she couldn't find how to push through.
I say, I pray, see you in heaven far away!
I say, I pray, see you in heaven one day!
*BASS SLAM*


I want to see all you clubbers and dance dancers alike hitting the moves now!

Sorry about that. I must have fallen asleep standing up.

What a strange way to sleep.

Yes, isn't it? *innocent smile*

Yes, isn't it? *innocent smile*

*walks in*

Hola!

Hey, Lang. Want to stir up the dance floor wid meh?

Fuh shore.

*escorts Spar to the dance floor*

*gets her thang on to the lively music*

Now, we just have to get some mowe people out heyah!

Hmm...

*draws a face on a plank and holds it up while he two-steps*

This is Bob. Bob, Spar. Spar, Bob.

*Sneaks behind the bar to listen to the music*

~walks in~ do ya mind if i joined the party i never wanna miss out on a good dance 8)

Sure thing. *dances in a circle, swaying crazily*

*back flips*

~whips out sunglasses and a hat and moon walks onto the dance floor~ Care to dance m'lady

*ambient, trance techno plays lightly in the background*

You all... this is the moment... to sing, dance, friends. Rejoice... feel the music... live for the moment...


Walking in the rain... far away from nowhere. No more noise, just silence... and the music that's in my brain.
Walking through the night, a different atmosphere. No more noise, just silence... and the music that's in my ear.

I'm just dancin'. Dancin' in the moonlight.
I'm dancin... dancin' in the moonlight!

*techno interlude*

Walking down the hill, listening to the trees. No more noise, just silence and the raindrops on my shoes.
Walking down the beach... sparkling lights on the water. No more noise, just silence... by the way, I'm feeling free.

I'm just dancin'. Dancin' in the moonlight.
I'm dancin... dancin' in the moonlight!

I'm dancin'. Dancin' in the moonlight!
I'm dancin'! Dancin'... in the moonlight.


Feel the love, everyone. Enjoy the evening.

~looks around~ okay so no one is dancin i guess it gives me plenty of room to break dance ~starts spinning on the top of his head~

*dances to the music with Verdicci*

~deftly slips a sapphire bracelet onto her arm and dances with her to the music wishin for some more likin park or at least some slow songs 8) ~

*keeps to the shadows and takes a seat at the bar*

*keeps to the shadows and takes a seat at the bar*~notices gael waking in~ wont you please join us m'lady ???

No thanks...

~shrugs~ alright ~goes back to dancin~

*The band plays Maria (I Like it Loud) by Scooter with the backup singer performing lead*

*Staccatto Toccata hops off stage and deftly cracks two glowsticks, a red in one hand and a blue in the other. He hops forward, waving his arms in front of him, seemingly random at first, and then slowly causing one to follow the other as he traces his frame, doing wave motions across his face, head, shoulders, chest and torso. Slips one foot forward and up to the toe as the other foot kicks out behind it, doing a slow, two step C-Walk left and right, trailing the glowsticks in the air by his face. As the song picks up, he lunges forward, flipping into a freestyle rave/pop, doing figure-eights, follows, water and other rave moves with the glowsticks giving the illusion that his hands have tails and are two critters, chasing each other around the his body*

*The music fades out to a DJ booth by the side of the stage, playing Hiphop and R&B and the lights change from strobe and blacklight to muted colored lights all about the room*

*ST kicks his feet out and C-Walks and shuffles about in little circles and lines for a bit, then fades out into some hiphop pop moves and then some bobs and weaves as he leans against the stage*

And they say singers don't dance. 8)

*walks in and takes a leaf blower to dust*

alrite, lets here it for reserecting threads. anyone care to dance?

*sonders in*
sup DF?

not alot Freed.
*wonders over to dj station and hits a track*
might as well have sum chillin' music till people start to show

... Hey guys. My voice is a bit hoarse. No singing for me tonight *cough cough*. I spent all day at my friends house having drum circles and improv singing.

thats no problem. if all else fails and the DJ station goes up in flames me and by band can cover entertainment.

Do you play heavy/death rock/metal or anything else that screams or has very distorted guitars to hit every note on a the scale and most things in between? Because if so... I can sing. I'd rather lose my voice entirely than let you have the stage >=P.

na, we're more closley related to the singing variety of rock, so u can take the night off and rest up.

Uh... as much as I hate to do this... bump.

*tries to do the highland fling*

*falls on arse*

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*walks in*
dang, look at this place. its a mess
*cleans off spider webs and sweeps up*

Egads... *coughcough* *gets her groove on in the empty room, confident of her secret..*

wow...this place has been going for a while!

Hey, whadda ya know. People like to shake their groove thing.

*twirls in*




*twirls out*

*Sighs*

ya, i think the old placce is starting to die down. havnt seen it in like, a week.

*Sweeps the floor*

*grabs a broom and glides across the floor with it*

*Comes out from behind the bar*
Don't those who sweep together speak together? Good to see you again Sparren.

Hm, I would think they do.

Long time no see.

'Fraid so. I've stopped by a few times but I haven't seen much activity here since our last dance. I think it got most of it's attention because of you. You're well liked around here.

I'm not sure about that. Most people are continually wondering who that weird girl standing in the corner is...

*laughs wryly*

I doubt it, not your word, or your judgment of course. I haven't once seen a guy here who hasn't asked you to dance. You talk elegantly and you have an air of "otherworldliness" about you. The touch of a true dreamer.

*enters the room, hoping he might find a broom or mop he can have a dance with...*

*Sighs and sits down*

You seem exasperated, Kaski, my friend.

Life'll do that to you. How are you Vex?

Never better. At least for this moment in time...

So, Kaski, tell me. Did you go to dancing school or something? You seem overly drawn to this here sock hop...

It tends to be quieter then my abode, which is rather sad for a dance hall, and there is a decent supply of music to put on if I tire of silence.

Maybe they have some Schoenberg on the jukebox. That would liven up the place...

Or maybe some, oh I don't know, White Stripes maybe. The kids seem to like that Jack White fellow.

*walks in*

Hola!

Hmm, a little expressionism could really intensify the mood. I doubt they'd have it, but I haven't looked too deeply.

'Lo Lang.

Hi Lang! Informal one person poll. You prefer Schoenberg or White Stripes?

Perhaps you two can listen alone, I need to get back to my abode for a little sleep. Good night.

Hmmm...I see Kern. I wonder if she's a dancer...?

Hi Kern...

hey vex. i'm just popping in...i'll be going to bed soon.

*Arrives a bit late* Hi!

I'm glad you popped in. I'm the lucky one!. How about one quick dance?

Puts on Yeah Yeah Yeahs

ok, one quick one!

*boogies*

I check in on your art work from time to time. I think its all quite good. I love that website.

*dances his ass off*

I check in on your art work from time to time. I think its all quite good. I love that website.

*dances his ass off*

aww, thanks a bunch. i love it too.
do you need duct tape to fasten your rear back on?

Nope, thanks. Snaps right back into place. It's a gift...

Nope, thanks. Snaps right back into place. It's a gift...

wow! wish mine was hinged.

Oh yeah, you should look into it. Most health plans cover it. It's all the rage...

definitely talk to the surgeons in my area...

on that note, i'm off. ¡adios!

Good night. Sleep well.

*twirls gently* Nice!

Morning, looks as if this place has been well-used overnight...

*In full voice of doom, Deep voiced demon* will and can you attend this affair with me, Claddagh Inish?*

Jim

Quite well used...

*wonders what's been going on around here..*