* gets up and walks outside into the fresh air. *
* looks up at the sky and leans over picking up a guitar case thats propped agaisnt the wall *
Looks like I'm on the road again.
* walks of with the case over my shoulder *
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*tries to do crossword*
"hmm...12 across 'short, no milk' cryptic clue if i ever saw one...oh i know...'Fullmetal'
13 across 'treats like four year olds' hmm....uh...'history teacher' hey it fits"
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*Jumps in* Ah hello everyone!
*takes guitar off of back and Plays the olden times music* Ah sounds like midieval music!
How are all you guys!?
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* stares at Dira *
What the . . .
That was random . . .
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*sits in back of room drumming two pencils against a table, that I'm sitting at, to Green Day with large earphones over ears*
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* walks down the road humming a gentle tune as the wind blows *
* suddenly gets the urge to go back and turns trotting back at a brisk pace. *
* Pops in through the door *
* walks over to a table and sits down taking out the guitar and tuning it. *
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*looks over at Fen and starts to play slow tune with drums, hitting a glass for symbols and steps on rattly table post for bass*
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Starts speaking her home language , clears voice and speaks english again. Yup I'm random at moments when I'm excited!
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"ok boys lets get going"
mavrick starts a country beat whilst space,mace and roads strum along
"They were farm kids way down in Dixie
Met in high school in the sixties
Everyone knew it was love from the start
One July in the midnight hour
He climbed upon the water tower
Stood on the rail and painted a 10ft heart
In John Deere Green
On a hot summer night
He wrote Billy Bob loves Charlene
In letters 3 foot high
And the whole town said that he should have used red
But it looked good to Charlene
In John Deere Green
They settled down on 80 acres
Raising sweet corn, kids, and tomatos
They went together like a hand and a glove
On a clear day from their front yard
If you look and know what to look for
Off to the east you can still read his words of love
In John Deere Green
On a hot summer night
He wrote Billy Bob loves Charlene
In letters 3 foot high
And the whole town said the boy should have used red
But it looked good to Charlene
In John Deere Green
(space take the solo)
Now more than once
The town has discovered
painting over it ain't no use
There ain't no paint in the world
That'll cover it, the heart keeps showing through
In John Deere Green
On a hot summer night
He wrote Billy Bob loves Charlene
In letters 3 foot high
And the whole town said the fool should have used red
But it looked good to Charlene
In John Deere Green
( road and space both cut loose)
Ahh paint it green boy
In John Deere Green
(and again)
On a hot summer night
He wrote Billy Bob loves Charlene
In letters 3 foot high
And the whole town said the boy should have used red
But it looked good to Charlene
In John Deere Green
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Enter: the Werewolf LeaAnn *walks in and orders some cofe ,also and some cheesecake* how are y'all doing?
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*Alexei stands on the stage with a single white spotlight on him, he starts stomping his foot and him and his band (a drow on drums, a dragonkin on bass and a were-crow on guitar) start singing*
2 3 4 Raise a little hell , raise a little hell, raise a little hell!
Raise a little hell , raise a little hell, raise a little hell!
(drums start)
Raise a little hell , raise a little hell, raise a little hell!
Raise a little hell , raise a little hell, raise a little hell!
(Guitar rips in, and coloured lights highlight the players then go crazy)
If you dont like what you got, why dont you change it?
If your world is all screwed up, then rearrange it?
Raise a little hell , raise a little hell, raise a little hell!
Raise a little hell , raise a little hell, raise a little hell!
If you dont like what you see, why dont you fight it?
If you know there's something wrong why dont you right it?
Raise a little hell , raise a little hell, raise a little hell!
Raise a little hell , raise a little hell, raise a little hell!
In the end it comes down to your thinking
And there's really nobody to blame
When it feels like your ship is sinking
And you're too tired to play the game
Nobody's going to help you
You've just gotta stand up alone
And dig in your heels and see how it feels
To Raise a little Hell of your own
Raise a little hell , raise a little hell, raise a little hell!
Raise a little hell , raise a little hell, raise a little hell!
If you dont like what you've got, why dont you change it?
If your world is all screwed up, rearrange it!
Oh ohoh
Raise a little hell , raise a little hell, raise a little hell!
Raise a little hell , raise a little hell, raise a little hell!
Raise a little hell , raise a little hell, raise a little hell!
Raise a little hell , raise a little hell, raise a little hell!
RAISE A LITTLE HELL! RAISE A LITTLE HELL!
(They all howl and the lights go crazy)
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A lonely shadow drifts down the street. You hear crisp, crunching noises and the shadow slowly reveals a young werewolf, a heavy backpack slung over his shoulder. Hands in his torn windbreaker, he keeps his head down as he slowly passes a smudged window. He raises his muzzle, and presses his paw to the glass. 'Looks like the wolves inside are having fun' he thinks. Hesitantly, he pushes open the door, and a draft of warm air greets him. The chatter dies down, and eyes are staring. "A cup of coffee," he mumbles. *gives a shy wave*. He slowly trudges to a discreet corner of the club. The bookbag fell with a heavy THOMP. He takes out a pen and a piece of paper, and starts scribbling. The chatter grows, and soon, the level of noise is as high as before, although a few eyes are still glued to the young wolf.
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*Spacewolf pulls mace and maverick aside and chats for a moment, both nodding in agreement with his suggestion*
*Starts to play on the Piano*
:Cue 'Werewolves of London':
I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand
Walking through the streets of Soho in the rain
He was looking for a place called Lee Ho Fook's
Going to get a big dish of beef chow mein
Werewolves of London
If you hear him howling around your kitchen door
Better not let him in
Little old lady got mutilated late last night
Werewolves of London again
Werewolves of London
(Roadie joins in on Guitar solo)
He's the hairy-handed gent who ran a muck in Kent
Lately he's been overheard in Mayfair
Better stay away from him
He'll rip your lungs out, Jim
I'd like to meet his tailor
Werewolves of London
Well, I saw Lon Chaney walking with the Queen
Doing the Werewolves of London
I saw Lon Chaney, Jr. walking with the Queen
Doing the Werewolves of London
I saw a werewolf drinking a Pina Colada at Trader Vic's
His hair was perfect
Werewolves of London
Draw blood
*All Howl at the end*
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*I get up taking my coffee and cheesecake that I'm still nibbling on, and walks over to VjiaoBlack* Hello! How are you doing? I'm LeaAnn. * sits at the table and looks over at the band thats currently playing*
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*open a window and walks in* ..... *stares at the crowd and smiles, then continue his round and pushes a magical button that makes a part of the wall come out* Yessss, itz still here *laught madly and then looks at the crowd with a wierd smile as he takes his beloved massamune and pushes the button on the wall* What never seen a werewolf that loves his sword? * walk out the door and disappers in the mist*
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OhKay! that was a little weird*looks over a the guy at the table, whom is still working on that paper of his, gets up and gets some more coffee, comes back, theres a distuption outside, and goes to see what is, finds nothing, so comes back and sits down and sipps on coffee*
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*blood splatter on the forest floor a human runs towards the cafè and enters the doors to see the crowd starring back*Man: Theres a werewolf with a large sword ou..... *getz sliced in two,the two pieces slowly slides from each other and behind him stands a werewolf with his sword held high, pieces of the doorway falls down on the floor to reveal a cut* well well, i do say i got lucky tonight he..he..heeeeee *drags the corps pieces to a hole in the ground and drops it in there, then push the dirt back over the corps and covering up the hole in the ground* That was todays killing... *walks in and sits down and puts his sword on the table, there is fresh blood on the sword, the werewolf puts his(paw) fingers on each side of the blade and press it upwards and then licks his (paw) fingers clean..* tastyyy... Monty.. mug of ur best beer.. *eyes the newcommer and half smiles at her,then quickly study the rest of her*
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*Stares at Wolf Sparrow, then starts sips on coffee* Ok, Hello! Has anyone hard of the song 'There is No Arizona'? * sniggers, glanced out of the window, and smiles*
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*Vaults across the room and lands behind the bar*
*puts on his bartender outfit and says "Orders anyone? Special tonight is Shepard's Pie"
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i'll take a serve of that
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*Serves up the Shepard's pie with hot mixed veg*
"Want ketchup with that?"
*Looks around*
"Any other orders?"
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a wolf after my own heart, thanx *sits down and miunches on the meal*
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*Yawns my big, toothy maw and falls asleep*
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*gets up and orders some Sheperds Pie, and after eating it, takes out a piece of paper from my bag and starts to write, stands up and streches then glances down at the red, silk semi-flowery sleeveless shirt, and blue-jeans I'm wearing then goes back to writing*
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*Walks over to the newcomer and as he washes out a mug he asks*
"Whatcha drinking?"
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