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Post by annabelladonna on Nov 22, 2008 14:32:05 GMT -5
Angel followed Outlaw in and saw everything."This is my place I cant wait to see what there is to drink." Angel looked around and saw some cute drunk guys. She just kept following Outlaw.
"I..I..I guess I will check it out. Hope no on cares for an angel dog." Annabella was nervous.
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Post by wonderdog on Nov 22, 2008 15:03:34 GMT -5
"Entertainment... got none really.... you up for lifting a tune in front of all these idiots and stuff?" Scott asked. Britany went over to the poker table and lifted up four aces, by cheating. She threw down her cards smirikng and took all the bones. She walked over to Scott and Outlaw. "Fancy a couple of bones guys?" Britany asked. Her head was barely visable over all the bones.
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Post by annabelladonna on Nov 22, 2008 16:03:04 GMT -5
"Outlaw maybe me and you can be entertainment you can do drums or what ever and I can do what ever ok? It will be fun."Angel asked Outlaw then looked at Scott." If he wants me to can I join him?" Angel wanted to know.
Annabella just stayed close to Outlaw and Angel.
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Post by outlaw-spirit on Nov 24, 2008 9:39:44 GMT -5
"You kiddin' me?" Outlaw smirks at Scott, tossing rebellious blonde locks back from his eyes with a swipe of his paw, "I'll rock 'em like a hurricane, guaranteed or your money back, man."
In one swift leap, he is atop the rickety stage platform and tuning a dusty electric guitar. He pays no attention to the feedback that whines through the speakers and amplifiers in spite of the sluggish cringing going on in the drunken crowd. Glancing to Angel, he responds with a shrug.
"What do you play?" he asks, "Or are you just the singin' type? Looks like there's plenty of unused instruments at our disposal here."
He blinks at Britany and her pile of winnings. He already knows she had to have cheated to gain so much so fast--not that it would be difficult to swindle a bunch of dead-drunk mongrels who are half asleep anyway.
"Smooth," he comments with a grin, "Yeah, save me a bone or two. It'll give me something to keep me going if they don't like me here and I have to hit the road again."
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Behind the bar, a female border collie by the name of Pariah observes the four newcomers in the pub. She distractedly serves drinks to a couple of smelly hounds and resumes mopping the countertop with a damp rag. Seeing two of the dogs offer to liven the place up with some entertainment, her tail gives an involuntary wag.
"That's what this place needs," she mutters to herself, "Some good entertainment--a little change. Might draw in a better crowd and boost business. Heaven knows I'm just barely getting by..."
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Post by Soapy on Nov 24, 2008 10:33:34 GMT -5
(Mind if I join?)
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Post by wonderdog on Nov 24, 2008 12:04:35 GMT -5
"S'pose if your up for it, go on ahead. We need a little bit of pick up... alot of people asked about it, but no mutt was bold enough to enter. They just stood there and cried when I offered them to go in... the wimps" Scott said, swiping up a drink. Britany smirked. "Yea, its just when they wake up they don't even remember how I won, so its simple, unlike that wimpy Flea bite" Britany said, dropping her winnings on her table.
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Post by annabelladonna on Nov 24, 2008 17:40:26 GMT -5
"I can play and sing if you want I will play drums or any thing you want me to." Angel really wanted to get Outlaws attention with somthing.
Annabella just sat there out of everyones way.
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Post by outlaw-spirit on Nov 24, 2008 19:21:28 GMT -5
OOC- Title says "All Welcome". =)
BIC- "Can you drum and sing?" Outlaw asks, curious as to Angel's potential as a band member, should one actually come together out of this shot in the dark, "And if you're going to sing, you want to sing lead or backup, or would you prefer a duet?"
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Pariah nods to Scott, then slides another drink down the bar for Britany. Pay isn't much of an issue with her. Very few customers actually pay for things here anyway and it just isn't worth the fight to her. She only prays a few honest mutts will tip her once in a blue moon.
"New around here, wallflower?" she asks Annabella, noticing the whippet seems to be a bit ill at ease. Pariah prefers to keep to herself, but she does want other dogs to feel comfortable at the pub.
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Post by annabelladonna on Nov 24, 2008 20:11:48 GMT -5
"I can play drums and I will try backup to get comfortable then I will see if I would like to be a lead singer ok Outlaw?" Angel went to a set of old drums and set them up where they are pirfict and steady.
Annabella heard another voice talk to her. "Yes I am new to this place. Not realy Irish more Italian and another breed."Annabella walked over to where Pariah was. "Names Annabella full angel whippit,and please don't tell anyone. I don't want to end up like my cousin Belladonna."
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Post by outlaw-spirit on Nov 24, 2008 22:49:59 GMT -5
"Works for me," Outlaw shrugs, pulling a lyrics sheet out from under his collar and passing it to Angel, "Here's one of my numbers. Just jump in whenever you're ready. Be bold."
Stepping up to the microphone, Outlaw taps it tentatively with a paw to make sure it's on. He hears a whine of feedback, then an amplified tapping. Satisfied that it's on, he gives a few test strums on the guitar, then breaks into the intro of his selected song.
"It's all the same, only the names will change
Everyday it seems we're wasting away
Another place where the faces are so cold
I'd drive all night just to get back home
I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
I'm wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive
Sometimes I sleep, sometimes it's not for days
And the people I meet always go their separate ways
Sometimes you tell the day
By the bottle that you drink
And times when you're alone all you do is think
I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
I'm wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive
I walk these streets, a loaded six string on my back
I play for keeps, 'cause I might not make it back
I been everywhere, still I'm standing tall
I've seen a million faces and I've rocked them all
I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
I'm wanted dead or alive
I'm a cowboy, I got the night on my side
I'm wanted dead or alive
And I ride, dead or alive
I still drive, dead or alive
Dead or alive
Dead or alive
Dead or alive
Dead or alive..."
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Pariah quirks a brow at Annabella's claim at being an angel. She doesn't make much of it though, assuming this whippet has maybe had too much to drink already. As for Belladonna, she has no clue who she is...or what, for that matter.
"Your secret's safe with me, hon," she replies, "Besides, if I were to tell any of these mutts, they'd forget all about it by morning anyway."
She turns her attention to the stage as a bold and gritty voice breaks out singing a rebel-type song. She gives a grin of approval as she listens to the two dogs play and sing. They really don't sound half bad.
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Post by annabelladonna on Nov 24, 2008 23:34:52 GMT -5
Angel starts to drum the beat of the song.
"dead or alive
And I am wanted dead or alive"
Angel sang the song like her life depended on it.
"Do you serve water? I am thirsty and I don't drink. And whats your name?" Annabella listened to the song.
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Post by wonderdog on Nov 25, 2008 11:02:45 GMT -5
Britany grabbed her drink. "Thanks Pairah... here take a bone" Britany flicked a bone towardas the mutts directoin. She overheard Annabella say she's an angel... and Pairah saying her secrets safe with her. But Britany wasn't so trusty.... infact, she was a lieing brat who said she wouldn't tell anyone, but does. Thats what pubs are for after all. T.J the mutt walked over. No one knew what breed he was.
"Grah, where are the cat squals coming from?" he said teasingly. Britany was always quite fond of the mutt T.J.
"Up there. Thier not bad actually... better than what talent we've managed to brush up in the past anyway T.J, be grateful" Britany laughed. "And T.J.... you'll never beileve what I've heard...." Britany added, popping a stick of gum into her mouth.
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Post by outlaw-spirit on Nov 25, 2008 11:45:50 GMT -5
Outlaw closes the song by striking some mean chords on the guitar, then steps back from the microphone, doing the "peace" gesture with one upraised paw. He turns to Angel and gives her a thumb's up.
"Not bad," he comments with a nod of approval, "Bet if we can get a few more musicians in on this gig, we can have ourselves a full-fledged band, eh?"
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"Much appreciated," Pariah smiles in gratitude for Britany's offer of a bone, "The little stuff adds up." Turning to Annabella, she passes her a bowl of water and grins a bit. "They call me Pariah. I believe it means 'social outcast', which is fine with me. I don't much like where society is going nowadays anyway."
She applauds open the closing of Outlaw's and Angel's song, putting a paw to her mouth to whistle. It was nice to have some music in the place for a change. She hopes it will become a regular thing around here.
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Post by wonderdog on Nov 25, 2008 12:32:52 GMT -5
Scott was pleased that no one was throwing bottles at the perfromers. He starting into T.J and Britanys conversatoin.
"That whippet over there... shes an angel" Britany whispered. Scott's eyes grew wide and T.J sblack personed.
"Then where are the glasses so we can kick her outta here?" T.J asked, with a sly grin over his face. He was looking straight at the whippet with his dark green eyes. "Coz NO ONE wants a whippet here."
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Post by annabelladonna on Nov 25, 2008 16:17:26 GMT -5
Angel was happy that the song was good and everyone enjoyed it "Thank you and good night." Angel said. "Your right, hay I might beable to a few dogs to help us out. And thank you, your pretty good yourself with both singing and the guitar."
"Thanks Pariah, me eather I am being chased or being threatened to be killed. Here its not much but hope you enjoy." Annabella starts to drink the water and gives Pariah a bone she had with her.
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