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Post by Kila on Mar 28, 2003 22:51:00 GMT -5
~~ooc~~ Killer requested that I play this character made up in one of his fanfics, so she's not really mine. ~~bic~~ ~~Kila, a show girl dog, has arrived at the Fleabite Club to make her first singing appearance there. Needless to say, she is quite nervous, but this is her dream and has been so for a very long time. She loves to sing and make others smile, but it's not an easy thing for her to do as she tends to hide her true character. She is one of those types that, if one is not careful, they would say she is a snob, but she is not in any way, shape or form. She is only protecting herself with her aloof and detached ways. She refuses to get close to anyone and she intends to keep it that way. As she awaits her cue to go out on stage, she peers around the curtain and gasps at the sight of the many Fleabite regulars milling around the place. Nervous? You bet your last bone she is!~~
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Post by Killer on Mar 28, 2003 23:48:36 GMT -5
Killer sits at the very back of the café, idly stirring the ice around in his glass of soda with a straw, causing the frozen cubes to clink repeatedly. It's been another long day of slaving away and breaking his back for Carface--not that he minds. He's used to it, but once in a while, he feels the need to get away and unwind. He looks half-asleep as he sits at the table staring into space. He even has to use a paw to keep his head from smashing on the table.
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Post by Charlie B. Barkin on Mar 30, 2003 13:17:05 GMT -5
Charlie is behind the bar, serving customers and keeping things cleaned up and in order. He knows about the new show dog, but he doesn't know anything about her other than that she's a singer. He glances at the clock on the wall and notices that she is scheduled to go on in a few minutes. He looks around for Itchy, hoping to spot his pal and ask him to go let Kila know she's on in 5 minutes as his paws are full at the bar right now. "Hey Itch! Itchy, you around? Got a mission for you!" he calls above the noise of the customers.
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Post by Kila on Apr 1, 2003 22:15:06 GMT -5
~~Kila sighs shakily as she glances toward the clock where she awaits her cue. Knowing it's getting close to her time to go on, the butterflies in his stomach go absolutely crazy. She pokes her head out from behind the curtain again and gasps as more customers file in.~~
"Note to self: never let ANYONE schedule you to perform on a Friday night."
~~Her whisper sounds choked as she shrinks back behind the curtain and perches on a footstool, awaiting her cue and hating the agony of suspense.~~
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Post by Killer on Apr 1, 2003 23:42:23 GMT -5
Killer is jolted from his daze by Charlie's shout. He glares at the German Shepherd and then looks away, wondering why in the world he is sitting here amid the Fleabite floozies. No doubt, he sticks out from the others, seeing as how he doesn't really belong here.
"'Got a mission for ya'," he mocks Charlie under his breath, "Dumb scraggly trash hound...puh!"
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Post by Charlie B. Barkin on Apr 2, 2003 23:47:06 GMT -5
"Bah, I suppose he's busy," he mutters, slapping the counter with a rag, "Probably flirting with Hedge again," he chuckles as he excuses himself from behind the bar and pokes his muzzle behind the curtain where Kila is waiting. "You're on in five, Kila."
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Post by Hedge on Apr 4, 2003 8:09:15 GMT -5
*Hedge enters the dimly lit cafe and looks around. She thought she had seen Killer come in here and he looked kinda tired and dejected... she spots him all by himself...*
"Hi Killer, mind if I join you? I hear there's a new girl who's going to be singing here tonight... I hope she's better than the last one they had here..."
*Looks at Killer closely...* " Wow! You sure look tired? Carface working you hard these days?"
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Post by Kila on Apr 5, 2003 11:13:12 GMT -5
"Thanks, Charlie."
~~Kila nods nervously and waits out the time which seems to drag by incredibly slow. When, at last, it's time for her to perform, she nods to the band and, as the number starts, she steps out from behind the curtain and sashays up to the microphone. Her voice rings very clear and sounds confident, despite the fact that inside she is trembling uncontrollably.~~
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Post by Hedge on Apr 7, 2003 7:10:25 GMT -5
*Hedge watches as the new singer, introduced only as Kila, enters the stage and stands in front of the microphone... her eyes open wide as she listens to the dog start singing...*
"Wow! Killer! She can really sing!!!!"
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Post by Killer on Apr 8, 2003 22:56:32 GMT -5
Killer sighs and manages a feeble smile as Hedge joins him and takes note of his obvious exhaustion. He tries to brighten and look alive--a pathetic attempt to cover up his over-worked condition.
"Work? What's that?" he chuckles, trying to make light of the situation, "Pfft...the day I hear a good singer in this dump will be the day I turn into a--hot dawg!"
His jaw drops and he is helplessly stunned by Kila's astounding voice and pretty face. One can tell she's a heart-throb in his nearsighted eyes as he watches her adoringly.
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Post by Kila on Apr 11, 2003 10:15:14 GMT -5
~~Kila belts out the last notes of her song and then quietly retreats behind the curtain with a self conscious smile toward the applauding audience. She is surprised that they are applauding to be quite honest. She offers an acknowledging nod to the great dane and the bespectacled dog sitting at the table far in the back. They somehow attract her attention, but she has yet to find out why...~~
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Post by Killer on Apr 11, 2003 22:39:24 GMT -5
Killer seems to have lost all sense of time as he is enchanted by Kila and her voice. His eyes are glazed in a love-struck expression and he seems totally unaware that his glasses are slowly but surely sliding far down his nose. He's even in so much of a trance, he forgets to applaud.
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Post by Hedge on Apr 12, 2003 8:53:06 GMT -5
*Hedge gives an encouraging smile and a thumbs up to Kila and then gives Killer a jab in the ribs...*
"Ooooh, Killer! Did you see that? She smiled and nodded at you!!! I think she likes you man!!! What say, we see if we can visit her backstage, huh? Come on, I dare you!!!!"
*Hedge glances at Killer sideways, watching as the tiredness leaves his face and is replaced with interest!!!*
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Post by Killer on Apr 12, 2003 22:05:54 GMT -5
Killer jumps a bit as Hedge speaks, shaking off the enchanted trance as he turns to stare at her like she might be crazy. He recoils slightly, shaking his head slowly the whole time, his eyes wide. He very much resembles a puppy backing away, refusing to take some nasty-tasting medicine or something.
"What? No! Uh-uh...no. I...I can't," he stammers, "Besides, she was prob'ly smiling and nodding at somebody behind me. I'm far from being attractive to a girl like that and you know it."
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Post by Hedge on Apr 18, 2003 10:54:16 GMT -5
*Takes Killer's cheeks in her paws and turns his face in her direction...*
"No, Killer... she wasn't smiling at anybody else... Look! There is no one else sitting behind us... we're at the very back of the room... she even nodded at me when I gave her the thumbs up!!!"
*Starts dragging her old friend backstage in spite of his protests...*
"Come on, it'll be fun... come on now... quit draggin' your feet"
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