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~~THE PERFORMANCE THREAD~~ **aside** ((action)) %%thought%%
Lumière:
--- Quote from: Pipedream on June 23, 2006, 02:41:00 am ---((Sheep trainer Lucise Indapaddock falls into an uneven sleep, having a terrible nightmare...)) :o
--- End quote ---
(( Jumps up .. breathing heavily ...))
(( Struggles to get back to sleep ...))
Ray:
** Sending you sweet dreams Lucise **
Ray:
--- Quote ---What a nerd! Let's just ignore him and go hunting for some mice... Come on! And, Baby, I love your new specs!
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((Puts hands on hips and chants into the night)) "OOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooo Oscar and 'Livier, sittin' in a tree! K I S S I N G! She wasn't so discerning before she had four eyes Oscar! "
%% Creeps! %%
Mikaela:
Mika, the musical dumbass mule:
= Resurfaces and sniffs the air and the state of affairs after enjoying a much needed rest, having carried tents and cans and axes and all possible and impossible sorts of equipment all the way up on Brokeback =
%% Neyyy! I rested right through lots of stuff happening. Oooooh the tension! But now it's so silent. Too silent. I'll have to do something about that. Think I'll cheer everyone up with my heartfelt rendition of: %%
((Clears throat, takes up proud pose, starts performing a musical mule song to the mountains and everyone in range))
=Very loudly=
%% .........The hills are ali-i-i-i-i-i-i-ive, with the sound of bray-y-y-ing!...... %%
=Ignores pained yelps from the dogs, panicked bleating from the sheep, outraged howls from the local coyotes, horrified hoots from the owls, annoyed growls from the lurking bear, squishing protests from the warshrag, snickers from the horses and surprised shouts and mumbled sunds of "huhn??" from the tents. Goes right on creating that very special one-of-a-kind dumbass mule music=
**My mama used to whinny that to me when I was little, - and sing to me.....**
%% I got to go! %%
((Bolts from the outraged cries of SACRILEGE! heard from every corner))
TheStudDuck!:
DUMBASS MULE #27:
((Dumbass Mule #27 clonks his hooves out into the midst of hysterics only to pick up the song again and silence the teasing with his beautiful singing voice.))
Ahem... ((singing))
The hills are alive with the sound of bra-a-a-a-aying,
With brays they have brayed for a thousand queers!
The hills fill my heart with the sound of bra-a-a-a-aying,
My heart wants to bray every bray in hears!
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