July 27th 2012 Show

I sat on a log in the forested hillside, starring into the charred remains of the fire that had helped warm me during the night. The rising sun’s rays kissed my shoulders, speckling my brown hair with golden highlights. The leather of my cloak scrunched as I pushed to my feet, kicking a bit of sand into the fire with steel-toed leather boots. I stepped across the green spring grass to my waiting horse, securing his saddle bags and the faux bear skin fur I had slept rolled up in throughout the night. The leather of my garments were also faux, by the way. I would never harm an animal during the typing of these memoirs.

I noticed a falcon sitting on a limb of a nearby tree. I paid it no mind. Falcons were quite common in the duchy of Toussaint, as was a large variety of bird life. Toussaint was blessed, enchanted even, full of mesmerising grandeur and majesty. It was the most beautiful region I had ever seen with charming hamlets and villages built into hillsides that had winding roads leading past quaint cottages made from bricks and stone painted in bright colours. And vineyards everywhere, fields of grape vines crested with wineries built of heavy timber. No signs of war, starvation or disease in Toussaint. It was a land of prosperity where people and culture thrived.

It was time to get moving. I lept deftly onto my horse. I then paused, taking out my Ronco Pocket Dictionary and looking up the word ‘lept’ to ensure its correct spelling. “Lept is archaic and not used nowadays.” Hmmm. I then looked up ‘archaic.’ I was pretty sure I knew what it meant, but wanted to double check. “Very old or old-fashioned.” Yes it meant what I thought it meant. I shrugged. Since this was a memoir from hundreds of years ago, I decided ‘lept’ suited just fine. But for modern situations, it really should be ‘leapt.’ Don’t get me started on ‘leaped.’

“Get’s go, Cloud,” I called out, giving him a squeeze with my thighs. Oh I know, many men envied that horse. He took off in a canter that quickened into a gallop. Down the wooded hillside, across a grassy plain peppered with a plethora of flowers and shrubbery including purple Wolfsbane, white Myrtle, yellow Moleyarrow, and red Berbercane Fruit. Small gatherings of rock and stone littered the land in random places, especially along the wide but shallow river whose waters flowed turquoise blue due to the minerals in it. Keeping my ears perked for mobs of wolves or monstrous arachnomorphs, I did notice out of the corner of my eye that falcon flying nearby. It was following me.

I prefer to take the bull by the horns. So I rode up to the top of a hillside and dismounted. I stepped away from Cloud. Just in case there was going to be a fight, I didn’t want my horse endangered.

The falcon swooped down to land in front of me, landing oddly right on the ground. I thought that strange, as birds were not fond of being on the ground unless pecking for prey, and falcons were hunters. They ate meat, faux meat as far as this memoir goes, and were not ones to peck for worms.

Suddenly, the falcon transformed, growing rather large and rising before me. It was a woman, unlike any I had ever seen. She had porcelain skin, long thick curls of shimmering golden hair, and eyes the colour of the sea. She wore a cloak of faux falcon feathers and exuded an aura of amber warmth. Her gown was the finest ivory silk trimmed with gold, inlaid with polished amber. Around her neck was the Brisingamen torc, a necklace of fire, radiant amber, detailed and as legend had it, the most beautiful necklace in all the world.

I realised I was in the presence of a deity, and not just any deity, but the goddess of love and beauty, sex and fertility, the Lady of the Vanir herself… Freya. Or Freyja, depending on who you talk to. I clasped my hands together, thumbs twiddling as I shifted my weight uncomfortably. I wasn’t sure what to do when in the presence of a goddess. Should I kneel? Should I bow? I was pretty sure kneeling to Freya might piss off Jesus, and I didn’t really want to do that. But I didn’t want to insult the Goddess of sex and fertility either.

She smiled at me. She seemed unconcerned with my reaction to her appearance. “Fair Pea, I do call upon you to accept a quest for me, to fulfil a great desire that consumes me. I have a great need that must be met least the amber fire in my soul grows cold and dull. For I have looked to another land, far far away, and have spied there an object of great power and glory. I must have this object. Just as I slept with the four dwarven smiths, the Brising brothers, to obtain the necklace Brisingamen, forged of unsurpassed beauty… I have beheld another object that has captivated me. I cannot bear to not have it!”

My eyes flitted about as I clasped my hands together, letting my arms rest. I felt rather uncomfortable. “What is this object you desire with such passion? And why can’t you just take it if you want it? You are a goddess, after all, and have magical powers.”

Her face fell, eyebrows raising over saddened eyes. “Alas, I cannot just take this item. It is very powerful, full of magic even stronger than my own. I tried to convince the one who owns it to gift it to me, but he refused to give up his power. I then offered to trade for it with a night in my bed but he said he already has a woman that he loves and even my ample temptations are not strong enough to lure him into an illicit tryst. Nothing I have tried has worked. And I am not a thief, to slither around on my belly in the dust. You, however….” She appraised me, looking me up and down. “I thought you might be able to procure this object for me.” She suddenly raised her voice, her head tilting as she cried out unto the heavens. “I must have it! I cannot live without it! It’s power dominates me, and the only way I can control that power is by owning it. Otherwise….”

She looked directly into my eyes with a penetrating gaze, her face hardening, brows lowering and voice dropping to a cagey whisper. “I fear if I do not obtain this object it will be the end of sex and fertility. Love and beauty will wither. I require a sacrifice of sorts, not a bloodletting but an offering of this object that has taken over my senses, devours my thoughts every waking moment, and torments me in my dreams. Please, Pea, will you help me? If so, you will be saving love and beauty, sex and fertility, and all the world will sing ballads of praise and thanks and glory unto thee. Plus, do this for me, and I will grant you a boon. Anything you want.”

I arched a brow. A goddess can’t be telling lies. That would discredit her. My mind reeled with what I might ask for. Lands? Riches? Jewels? My own fleet of ships? A bottomless bottle of Pepsi-Max, one that never runs out? OH OH OH a house that is enchanted to never get dusty! Besides. Who was I to deny a goddess. “Okay,” I said nodding, “I’ll do it. Give me details. What am I seeking, where will I find it?”

She visibly exhaled, her face softening and eyes filling with so much joy that they started to tear up. “Thank you Pea, you are my champion! You will find the object in another land, another time. The land is called Copperhead Road, the place is a palace called The Empire Room. The object is a red thong, owned by a man they call Cannon. Bring me this thong! Only then is sex and fertility safe! Godspeed, Pea! Oh, and welcome to the weekend!”

With that, she poofed back into a falcon and flew away. I opened my map and started to search for this Copperhead Road. And The Empire Room, where there was a show performed by angelic dancers in a troupe called Elysium Cabaret, this show hosted by His Imperial Highness, the Emperor Paul Woodrunner and Her Majesty Empress Jilley Roo, with tunes spun by DJ Gunner… was that similar to spinning gold from straw? And there was a knight called Wiz. Sir Wiz. I nodded. And so began my quest to find The Thong.

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Queenie
O “Fly On” – Coldplay

1. Why did you choose this song to create a dance to? What was your inspiration?
No reason in particular for the song choice, I was just listening to music and is came on in the shuffle. I liked it a lot and had a burst of inspiration.

2. What were the particular challenges you dealt with when creating this dance?
None really the set almost built itself.

3. What does this dance mean to you? Is it a bit of fun, or is there a deeper meaning?
I originally danced it for Father’s Day, missing my dad who has been gone 11 years now.
“So fly on, Ride through, Maybe one day I’ll fly next to you.”
I’m not sure it is the actual meaning of the song but it hit me rather hard when I listened to it.

4. Is there anything you would like others to know about your dance?
Personally, I think the song is very uplifting and comforting. I hope the audience connects with the words and the feeling like I did.

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Adam
with Bella, Cannon, Sammy, BabyPea, Web, Jo, Jilley and Ariel
My Generation by The Who and God Save the Queen

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Antonio
with Halie
Liam Payne, Rita Ora – For You (Fifty Shades Freed) (Lyric Video)

1. Why did you choose this song to create a dance to?
I picked it because when Hailie an i first got together, she sent me the song. When I heard it I saw a set forming, but I waited, the more I waited the more it began to ooze out of my brain, till i could not contain it anylonger.

2. What were the particular challenges you dealt with when creating this dance?
Couples dances, so many in unison.

3. What does this dance mean to you? Is it a bit of fun, or is there a deeper meaning?
It has a deep meaning, I used this set to propose to Hailie, and she said yes. It reflexes different parts of London and the terminal an even Harry potter and the gang take the tickets.

4. Is there anything you would like others to know about your dance?
Always bow to the Queen, never try to shake her hand unless she extends her hand first, and don’t walk in front of her.

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Sarah
with Ginty Bachem
”Sirens” by Nik Ammar [Feat. Hannah Wildes]

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Taema – MYNX Dancers
with Kyser, Antonio, Hailie and Kellyx
Sunshine Superman by Donavan

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Jilley
with Paul and Antonio
Goldfrapp – Systemagic

The following answers to questions are provided courtesy Pea. Meaning, Pea answered them for Jilley:
1. Why did you choose this song to create a dance to? What was your inspiration?
I liked all the topless guys in the video.

2. What were the particular challenges you dealt with when creating this dance?
It was really hard to make a dance that did not include Pea’s ass. It troubled me greatly, and I had a hard time finding inspiration without it.

3. What does this dance mean to you? Is it a bit of fun, or is there a deeper meaning?
It was a great chance to be sandwiched between two hot guys in naked glory!

4. Is there anything you would like others to know about your dance?
We all got full-body waxes so we wouldn’t have any hair to interfere with the body paint. It was really fun listening to Paul and Ant scream like girls when they were getting their junk waxed.

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Eva
Crowd Dances

Billy Idol – Dancing with Myself

Flock of Seagulls – I Ran

Rick Astley – Never Gonna Give You Up

Elton John – I’m Still Standing

July 20th 218 Show

Oh, what a night! And to make it even more special, TONIGHT you are being treated to a GUEST WRITER! Get a coffee and enjoy the ride….

DRUM ROLL PLEASE! CUE THE BAND! ACTION:

Stood in the rain, a long black raincoat pulled together, collar turned up, eyes darting to an fro, muttering to myself whilst sniffing the air for her scent. “She is playing hide an’ seek again tonight.” Chuckling low, “She knows she can’t hide for long, but I’ll play along.” Pulling my cell from the pocket to check for a hint, a low growl emitting as of course there was no hint, it was all on skill this night.

Noticing the shadows moving, as if pointing to the little shop across the street. Taking in a deep breath, catching an indescribable scent, perhaps a scent only the devil could carry, a scent meant to warn others off but of course only enticing me. Stepping off the curb, stepping in a puddle, cursing the feeling of my socks getting wet through the shoes… one of the worst feelings, wet sock in shoes. However, I continued on to the little shop across the street, as that is where the scent seemed to be coming from. Reaching my hand out to grab the door handle, it was pulled open from inside.

In the door frame stood a woman, but I knew there was nothing ordinary about her. “You’re looking for someone,” she stated not asked, causing my brows to furrow. “Perhaps, since you seem to know already, perhaps you know something,” I inquired, the corner of my lips pulling up in a slight grin as I watched her turn. The light hit just right, I saw them the horns atop her head, and a tail that flicked as if it had a mind of it’s own. I half expected it to ensnare me as I’m sure it had done others, I heard this devil woman speak, “Behave” but not to me, to her tail. As I watched, her hand moved back swatting it as if having to discipline the unruly tail. “I’ve heard of you,” the words slipping from my mouth, “You’re the devil woman.” My tone calm and direct, keeping my eyes on her as she turned slowly, almost calculated. I half expected fireballs to shoot out of her dark eyes as she sat in the chair on the opposite side of the table, the pointy tail lifting up, curving around her body as if trying to stare at me.

“Sit,” she said, her hand extending to the other chair across the table. “Devil woman,” she said with a laugh, flames flickering in her eyes before speaking again. “Well it’s good that I am, because it’s only I whom can point a man like you in the direction of which you seek… you’re mate decided to play hide and seek tonight,” she said as if reading my mind. Cocking my head a bit, “Yes it’s a game we like to play, but I never lose.”

I could hear the thumping of music nearby, but wasn’t quite sure where it was coming from. Not taking my eyes off the devil woman, waiting on her to speak. “I could make you lose tonight, but I’m feeling generous.” She paused, hooking a finger toward the door, “Your map just past, go follow that ass, the ass will lead you to your mate.” She laughed a bit sinisterly, “Just don’t get hypnotized by it and forget yourself.” Then without a warning, the devil girl disappeared in a cloud of dark smoke.

Not waiting anytime, stepping outside the door, I saw a woman, but then my eyes caught sight of it: the woman’s ass.

In my mind, I had heard of The Ass. Muttering under my breath, “That looks like… yes, it is, it’s Pea’s ass!” Stepping a bit faster, following that ass like a beacon in the dark, noticing she stopped in front of a club. The music was louder, the lights flashing! Did she realize she was being followed? But no, she stepped inside the club, and I followed. “Follow the ass,” I repeated to myself.

Then as I stepped inside the door, I felt breath upon my neck, and words whispering in my ear, “You found me! It’s about time, you’re almost late for the show my love.” I turned to see my mate, then heard the voice of the Devil Woman once again, as she pointed to the stage and said, “The Ass marks the spot!” Turning to look in the direction she was pointing, I saw it again, The Ass, and realized it was Baby Pea’s ass. I shrugged to myself and muttered, “Who says ass will always get you in trouble.” Just as the thought left my mind, the song ‘I Gotta Feeling’ started, then a booming voice came over the speakers saying, “Welcome to the weekend! It’s Friday night and it’s time to start it off right here at the Elysium Cabaret.”

Follow That Ass by Guest Writer ANT!
Thank you ANT!!
If you want to guest write for the blog, type it up and pass me a NC in-world 😀

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Lina
Joss Stone-It’s a Man’s World

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Mikiko
with Zena
Ivy Levan – The Dame Says

1. Why did you choose this song to create a dance to? What was your inspiration?
I enjoy most of Ivy Levan’s songs they are so strong and powerful.

2. What were the particular challenges you dealt with when creating this dance?
Not much really I had so much fun building this rich bitch set LOL.

3. What does this dance mean to you? Is it a bit of fun, or is there a deeper meaning?
Mostly fun about how some people with money are perceived.

4. Is there anything you would like others to know about your dance?
I think most of us have a hidden rich bitch wish inside them LOL.

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Ariel
with Rhonda, Beebs, Bass (Ariel alt), Dev, Bella, Adam, and Wiz
Hairspray- You Can’t Stop the Beat

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Jilley
with Cannon, Sammy, Pea and Lina
Shaggy – Mr. Bombastic

Answers to the following questions provide by Babypea:
1. Why did you choose this song to create a dance to? What was your inspiration?
Because it was perfect for Cannon’s THONG! It SCREAMS CANNON!

2. What were the particular challenges you dealt with when creating this dance?
Trying to keep Babypea from ripping Cannon’s thong from those beefy loins.

3. What does this dance mean to you? Is it a bit of fun, or is there a deeper meaning?
It means Babypea needs a sedative, a carton of cigarettes, and a cold shower STAT.

4. Is there anything you would like others to know about your dance?
This dance is a salute to MENS and thongs! And to the women who lust them! With thanks to Sammy for letting us look and perv on her guy!

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Sarah
EPIC POP | ”Get It Right” by Music House (Harlin James & Paul Lewis)

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Luna
with Carol and Rhonda
Cream by Prince

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Babypea
with Jilley and Web
Hey Mama

1. Why did you choose this song to create a dance to? What was your inspiration?
I love this song and saw a GMV (Game Music Video, a music video made from gaming footage) and fell in love with it. The video was brilliantly done, and the song really pumped me up. It’s badass!

2. What were the particular challenges you dealt with when creating this dance?
I have a hard time incorporating fighting with dance. I do have a thing for female warriors, mostly cause I love to shoot things and blow shit up. I am addicted to Fallout 4, but also love Dying Light and Left 4 Dead and also play Witcher. But it is hard to translate that into a SL dance, due to the lack of animations, especially couples anims where the two people are fighting. It makes for limited choreography.

3. What does this dance mean to you? Is it a bit of fun, or is there a deeper meaning?
It is just an expression of my intense devotion to killing things and blowing shit up. Such good stress relief. Some of the games out now are amazing… the art work, the animations, the dialogue and the outrageous creativity.

4. Is there anything you would like others to know about your dance?
I wanted the set to be a tribute to female badassery. We can be sexy and still kick ass. We don’t have to give up our sexy to be warriors. Do a YouTube search for GMVs, there is some fantastic video work out there!

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Antonio
Crowd Dances
Doll Hairs (feat. Shangela) by TODRICK HALL
Expensive (Deluxe Version) by Todrick Hall
Shangela – Pay Me (feat. Ryan Skyy)

1. Why did you choose this song to create a dance to?
Elysium was my inspiration, let me explain the gold and black, is the colors of Elysium. And I would consider this club if I was going out to one that is a bit on the high end. Price wise to get in an get drinks. So when I was pulling out different things, I came across what I’ve used to represent E.

2. What were the particular challenges you dealt with when creating this dance?
Trying to decide what theme I wanted to go with.

3. What does this dance mean to you? Is it a bit of fun, or is there a deeper meaning?
It’s a bit of fun and maybe a little publicity for Shangela aka DJ Pierce not that he needs it but….

4. Is there anything you would like others to know about your dance?
It wasn’t planned just came together, and sometimes those are the best dances.

July 13th 2018 Show

I sat huddled under an old wool blanket, woven in a pattern of faded shades of blue. It was hard to stay warm when you didn’t have electricity. I was grateful for the fireplace that was fitted with a wood stove, though wood was a pain in the ass (and other places as well) to chop, so I had to burn it conservatively. I did miss the sight of a blazing fire, but the woodstove warmed the room much better than an open fireplace. I squeezed my fingers into fists over and over, hoping to keep blood moving through the half-frozen digits. I needed to go back outside and finish moving frosty logs of chopped wood into the small entry room so that they could dry out. Thank goodness spiders slept in winter. And snakes. And other concerns that liked setting up house in piles of wood.

I finally rose and shoved my hands back into the worn black leather gloves, then stamped through the dimly lit room to the entry, wishing I could spare more candles for light. Pushing open the heavy solid oak door, I stepped into icy air that hit my face like frozen blades of steel. The cold hurt. My nose stung and eyes watered as I ploughed between boxes of crap I had looted, piled up left and right with just paths between. One of the paths led to a shed on the left which was built into the covered veranda, and a second path continued to a metal gate at the far end of the veranda. My bleary gaze swept past the stacks of boxes, mounds of giant black trash bags, and piles of stuff. The veranda was fully walled in with heavy rebar, assembled criss-cross, forming squares too small to put a hand through. I looked past the rebar to the snowy carpet that blanketed the land. My vision was not what it once was, but I could still detect movement. I felt the weight of the hammer I wore on my belt. It filled me with a sense of comfort. Just in case there was movement.

Seeing nothing of interest, I slipped into the dark shed, and started loading up my arms with wood. The sound of the small chunks clunking against each other seemed even louder, echoing a bit in the dead silence that surrounded me. Gosh, I missed the sound of music. Noise. Television. Traffic. Talking. Arguing. Yelling. Belching. Julie Andrews. Mary Poppins. What I wouldn’t give to hear someone’s nails dragged down a chalkboard. Almost any sound was better than all this deafening silence day after day. I was completely alone up here. I had relocated to this isolated northern land because there weren’t a lot of zombies up here. They did not like the cold. They tended to freeze in place very easily. Also, zombies didn’t stink as bad up here. Once the dead died and stayed dead, they froze instead of rotting. So, it was safer than down south. And, I could ice fish through a hole cut in the floor of my shed. Plus, my nipples were always hard. If I was a guy, living in the cold would certainly be a disadvantage, but being female, it had its benefits. I always looked perky.

Suddenly, sound split a path to my ears. I froze, frowning and tilting my head, all my focus on my hearing. It was human voices, female… and some clanging, scuffling. Someone was out there!! I dropped my load of wood and hurried through the door of the shed. And there, back by the gate, I saw them. A woman and a girl of perhaps ten years. I rushed up to them, hand instinctively going to my hammer, but I did not draw it. Zombies did not talk and they had been talking. I perused them head to foot, scowling at them as they stood there in frightened anticipation, eyes wide as they waited for my reaction to their arrivals. They were wearing only sneakers, jeans, sweaters, jackets, knitted caps. Their sneakers were caked in snow. Their lips were purple and cheeks bright red. They shivered as they huddled, looking somewhere between being about to attack and about to run. I noticed the woman had on no gloves.

“What are you doing,” I finally yelled. “Are you crazy? No boots, no parkas? It’s freezing out here! Get inside before you catch your death of hypothermia!” I shooed them to the door of my house. They scuttled off like little kitchen mice, and I could see them physically relax once they realised they were welcome and I was not going to smash them with my hammer.

I secured the gate, then went into the house, pulling the door shut behind me and locking it. I waved an arm across the dim entry towards the lounge. “Get in there, go sit by the fire, move it!” They complied and I followed, pushing them onto the sofa in front of the wood stove, shrouding one then the other with blankets, and then removing one then the other’s shoes, stacking their shoes neatly by the wood stove to dry. I took a moment to squeeze some life back into numb feet. I examined their feet and finally chastised them both, “You are very lucky. No frostbite. You are fools to be here in sneakers. Why are you here, how did you find this place?”

The woman answered. “We found it by accident. We had a car, it ran out of gas and we were stranded. We had no choice but to get out and start walking. We were coming north ‘cause we heard the zombies aren’t as bad up here. We had another person with us, a man named Kenny, but he went crazy and attacked me, so I had to kill him.”

I looked at her in shock. “You killed Kenny?” Then to no one in particular, I muttered, “Damn, they killed Kenny. But never mind!” I looked to the woman, a skinny lass with brown hair wrangled in pony tail. “You are here now. What are your names?”

“I’m Jane and this is Clementine.”

I looked to the girl. “You’ve got to be kidding. There is actually a real human being named Clementine? I’ve never even heard of that. You’re making that up.”

The little girl shook her head adamantly, big dark eyes sincere, “That’s my name. That’s what my parents named me!”

“I guess your parents had a sense of humour. Maybe they had been hoping for a cow. Well, never mind. I will get you both a coffee, and then something warm to eat while you thaw out.”

They both melted into their blankets, faces smoothing with relief as they seemed to relax probably for the first time in days. They were clearly exhausted but finally felt safe. I stood up to go to the kitchen and get what I needed to heat water for coffee. But I suddenly paused, eyes widening then moving to my stomach. My brows knitted as I slowly slid up my sweater and shirts, exposing my tummy. It was wriggling. Something inside it was moving and pushing against the skin. I watched it moving around. Jane and Clem watched too, confusion crossing their ardent gazes.

But that confusion quickly turned to bewilderment and horror as my stomach started to rip open. My eyes almost popped out of their sockets as I watched my stomach, my mouth agape, a blood curdling scream reverberating from the walls. Quickly, I grabbed my dictionary and looked up ‘reverberating’ to make sure it meant what I thought it meant, and yes that’s the correct word. Only it wasn’t me screaming, it was Jane, then Clem joined her. They were clearly bothered by what they were seeing. I felt something inside my body ripping and tearing apart an opening in my stomach. And then it poked it’s head out, a big, hairless fleshy blob with bugged out eyes, a half-formed nose, a distorted leer of a mouth… just holes where ears would be, and two long, skinny arms with tiny, malformed hands and twisted fleshy fingers that clung to the edges of my stomach as it peered around the room.

Looking down at it, I arched a brow. I held up a hand and nodded my head, “It’s all good, girls, just relax… it’s just my parasitic twin. Don’t worry… he doesn’t have teeth and won’t come out any farther.”

Jane and Clem sat I think catatonic. They were just sort of frozen stiff, even their faces petrified with expressions of stunned horror. They weren’t even blinking. I hoped they had not expired.

Then the creature poking out my tummy wiped its nose with the back of one hand and bellowed, “WELCOME TO THE WEEKEND!”

I scowled and slapped it upside the head. “You idiot, Billy, you’re in the wrong story! This is zombies, not basket case! FFS! Stop embarrassing me, crawl back inside.”

He glared at me, gave me the middle finger and pulled himself back into my tummy, tucking the flaps of torn flesh back in as I smoothed them down. I pulled my shirts back down and looked at Jane and Clem. I shrugged. “How ’bout that coffee?! Then we can talk about the show we are missing cause well there is no internet up here.” I clapped my hands and tussled excitedly off to the kitchen with a big grin on my face.

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Wiz
Faded – Nightcore

1. Why did you choose this song to create a dance to? What was your inspiration?
I spend A LOT of time in YouTube checking out new songs and revisiting favorites from the past along with the many covers and remixes that abound. If a song hits me I add it to a channel called ‘Future Sets’. Although I tend toward the sad and emotional songs I also like songs that are funny or quirky.

The song, Faded, is originally by Alan Walker but I went with the Nightcore version because the lead vocal is male.

2. What were the particular challenges you dealt with when creating this dance?
TIME.

3. What does this dance mean to you? Is it a bit of fun, or is there a deeper meaning?
No matter what your status is in this world (financially, socially, education or career) you can still be lost (faded).

4. Is there anything you would like others to know about your dance?
Things don’t always go as planned. I originally had another song in mind and I started building this set as the first part of a transition. I was running out of time so I went to my ‘Future Sets’ Channel to see what I could use with the set, Then went to Abranimations to see what new (to me) dances would work. I usually work with or make Full Perm or Copy/Modify items only so I can hard link them and restore to last position, but 1 or more pieces turned out to be no modify so I needed to unlink everything and check the pieces manually. The speakers I had bought turned out to be the culprits and they were mis-marked on the Marketplace. I will be sleeping-in this weekend to make up for the lost sleep.

My original plan will become next month’s set.

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Eva
with Zena, Lina, Gracie, Victory, Evers, Cowgrl, Misha and Nara
Xanadu Medley (2010 radio edit) – TJ Maggio

1. Why did you choose this song to create a dance to? What was your inspiration?
One of my guilty pleasure movies, when it came on again I knew I just had to do a dance to this amazing and upbeat song – plus I absolutely love hte muses. ** Public Service Announcement – if you haven’t seen the movie, you have got to watch Xanadu – but if you start looking for leg warmers and roller skates don’t blame me!

2. What were the particular challenges you dealt with when creating this dance?
I didn’t want to stick too closely to the movie in creating my dance, but still share the inspiration and magical feeling of it. The challenge was balancing that line, and creating a dance for 11 dancers.

3. What does this dance mean to you? Is it a bit of fun, or is there a deeper meaning?
This dance was pure fun – the individual colors coming together to represent this amazing rainbow and the energy of all of 11 of us dancing together in unity.

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Kyser
with Taema, Haillie, Jo and Gabbi
STELLA ERRANS

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Gracie
with кεℓℓyX (greenie.flanagan), Nara Bellic (nara1), nadi (nara.zsun), Nela (arkarose) and Sammi (sammi.xaris)
fair poppins gracie mix

1. Why did you choose this song to create a dance to? What was your inspiration?
I created a mix of Feed the Birds from Mary Poppins and a song from My Fairy Lady about two years ago, I wanted to create an act for it, but it sat on the shelf until I was asked to participate in a show to benefit RFL I found my inspiration.

2. What were the particular challenges you dealt with when creating this dance?
Well considering this took me two years to create finding the inspiration that would drive how I wanted to present this was the biggest challenge.

3. What does this dance mean to you? Is it a bit of fun, or is there a deeper meaning?
It means that there is hope, hope for a cure, hope that we will raise enough funds to help find that cure so one day we can rejoice that cancer is no more.

4. How do you feel about Babypea’s ass? Any devotions you wish to publicly express?
Baby knows how to wiggle her ass! Devotions to Baby’s ass? hmmm, I am devoted to electing Baby’s ass into the hall of fame of asses. LOL

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Antonio
with Stoke, Seb, Kyser and Melvis
Shady Adam Lambert

1. Why did you choose this song to create a dance to? What was your inspiration?
Black Dagger Brotherhood series by JR Ward, It’s a Vampire series but not all mushy it’s a guys and Ladies type series. Hot Sex awesome fights and even has plots. I knew I wanted to bring the Black Dagger Brotherhood to the stage Zero Sum is the bar they hang at. They are a tight knight group and look out for each other. Each have their own inner demons but how they handle them and meet their mate is not all mushy but more believable..and they DON”T SPARKLE.

2. What were the particular challenges you dealt with when creating this dance?
Finding just the right items to put the set together and truly represent the BDB, I knew what I wanted with it, and brought it to the stage.. Gray Goose Vodka is a staple in the black dagger brotherhood liqueur cabinet

3. What does this dance mean to you? Is it a bit of fun, or is there a deeper meaning?
It was a tribute to my favorite series, I’ve met the writer and she lives very close. These books are awesome and bringing even a little piece of them to the stage was a goal for me. (notice none of us Sparkled) What better day to bring a a group of non sparkling Vampire men to stage than Friday the 13th.

4. Is there anything you would like others to know about your dance?
It was just a way for me to spend some time inside my favorite novels.
http://www.jrward.com/books/

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Nara
TBD

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Jilley
with Paul, Ant, Beebs and Cannon
Elvis Presley – Blue Suede Shoes (Remix)

1. Why did you choose this song to create a dance to? What was your inspiration?
Well who doesn’t like Elvis, right?

2. What were the particular challenges you dealt with when creating this dance?
Not having Pea’s ass in my dance this week!!

3. How do you feel about Babypea’s ass? Any devotions you wish to publicly express?
I worship the sun that shines out of it and bow down to it’s holiness!

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Lina
Crowd Dances
Sexy back
Can’t stop the feeling
Four minutes

The best part of any crowd dance… CANNON’S THONG!

Instead of joining the crowd on stage, Lina sat in the audience and counselled with Jesus. No doubt discussing the benefits of chastity.

July 6th 2018 Show

Well. I know it’s the weekend, and welcome to it, but before we get to looking at tonight’s show, I wish to share a bad experience I had this week. Well… there has been a rash of phone call scams going on across Australia. The phone rings and it’s some guy with a very strong accent claiming to be calling from Telstra. Telstra is Australia’s primary phone company and ISP through Bigpond, and the only ISP I can get in the tiny town I call home. I know these guys ringing people are scammers because Telstra doesn’t just ring people up. Are you kidding? They prolly sit all day cringing in terror as their phones ring off the hook with calls from angry mobs whose internet keeps dropping. They are not going to just ring people up to see how their internet has been performing.

So the phone rings and it’s some guy with an accent saying, “Hello this is John from Telstra.” And I think, yeah, right. I am sick of these scammers ringing me every other day! Between them and the asshats selling solar panelling, we get our time wasted on a daily basis with all these useless phone calls. And when I politely tell them I already have solar, I don’t need more solar, I don’t have another residence that needs solar… they just argue and keep on and won’t SHUDDUP!

Well… I was in a bad mood and very tired and not fit to be trifled with the other day, so when John rang and said he was from Telstra, I said, “I have diarrhea, my stomach hurts, I have to use the toilet!” I then hung up on him. MAN, that felt good! To be so RUDE, so inappropriate, so poorly behaved to this NUISANCE… it felt so freeing! It was actually fun. I couldn’t wait for another one to call so I could see just how horrible I could get. I was feeling quite satisfied and looking forward to harassing THEM for a change with my new-found power as a rude and totally inappropriate person.

But you can imagine my shock and horror when my husband informed me later that day that John really WAS from Telstra, was in fact a technician who was ringing us about our elevated issue because our internet keeps dropping out.

Well. That was awkward.

Sorry, John.

Lesson to the rest of you: if you ring someone and they are oddly rude then hang up on you, they prolly think you are a telemarketer or scammer.

Poor John. Let us all take a moment of silence to absorb the disgrace of my faux pas!

Now that we have gotten through that, on to other news! Babypea’s Ass Fans will be thrilled to learn a fan has stepped up and offered a story laced with poetic prowess! BEHOLD the glorious creativity my ass has inspired! The writer of said vignette should receive an award, this is talent and dedication. My ass is so humbled!
*cues the drum roll*

BEHOLD!
I am proud to present a literary masterpiece entitled “Rear Ended By a Cow!”

 

REAR ENDED BY A COW!

Another blistering summer’s day in the land down under. 105 in the shade, god only knows what it is in the steaming sunlight, but I bet I could fry an egg on a shovel no trouble.

The dry hot wind was blowing in my face as I rode my quad bike behind the herd of 500 cattle I was droving in yet another long paddock, on the trail of looking for at least some grasses for the mob to feed on.
Skinny ass cows!

As I was contemplating the behinds of the young cows (there was very little else to do) trudging endlessly, one rear end took my eye, she was lagging way behind the herd. She was so different from the rest, a more rounded, plump rump (mmm rump roast!) and softly shaped. I thought to myself, I bet she would be popular in a herd of bulls with an ass like that.
Slutty ass cow!

Her tail swished elegantly, trying to shoo the flies away from her nether regions. I could see why so many flies were hanging around her ass. The slow boring walk along the roads had made her lazy, not lifting her tail when nature called, so she had cow dung all over her rump. Was that a fart I just heard?
Shitty ass cow!

The sun was sinking into the dusty hazy horizon, time to make camp. I stood up on my bike and could see a windmill and troughs ahead, ah good, the girls will have water for the night. I glanced over to the left and there was that cow keeping pace with me and my bike. She glanced over and I’m sure she smiled, and was that a wink?
Flirty ass cow!

Sitting by the fire, boiling my billy, who should walk into the surrounding firelight, but that big ass cow! I thought to myself, wtf is she doing here? Suddenly she plonked herself down, butt towards the heat of the fire.
Hot ass cow!

Why is she getting so familiar? Should I get my cattle dog Ripper to nip at her heels and send her back to her own? Or just let her stay by the fire. Maybe she is an outcast, maybe the other cows hate her ‘cos her ass is so fine.
Praiseworthy ass cow!

The crack of dawn (Who is Dawn? Do I know her crack?) appeared once more, and I could feel the hot air stirring as the sun inched over the horizon, another scorcher of a day ahead. Bloody hell, why do I feel jammed up against something? Where is my blanket? I sensed movement and heard snoring beside me…..that cow! She had snuggled that rear end right up against me. Thank god she wasn’t spooning me, rubbing her udder on me!
Blanket whore ass cow!

Ok, so it does get quite lonely out here, with just my dog to talk to. Maybe the cow could be my friend too. She seems to want to be friends. Maybe I will name her……yes, give the cow a name!
Nameless ass cow!

After a moment of pondering, it came to me like being thunderstruck! ……… BABYPEA!!!

BIG ASSED BOVINE YET PERFECTLY ENTICING ASS (Cow)

The Roo xox

*jumps up and down applauding loudly, crying out words of praise for such a brilliant composition*

I TOLD YOU SHE LOVES MY ASS!!

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Alexis
Enigma – Sadness part II

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Dear
Near, Justin Bieber ft. Sia & Ed Sheeran

1. Why did you choose this song to create a dance to? What was your inspiration?
The song itself. My song choices are usually songs that touch me in some way.

2. What does this dance mean to you? Is it a bit of fun, or is there a deeper meaning?
This act was a lot of fun and encouraged me to do some creative things with items that were meant to be used differently in my build.

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Kyshra
Lollipop – Mika

1. Why did you choose this song to create a dance to? What was your inspiration?
Sometimes a goth girl just has to do something bright and chipper. Otherwise known as shock and awe at the unexpected. I decided to do this set as something totally out of my normal range of sets because I really love the song and it was just begging me to do it. Though I did debate hiding little sugar skulls in the grasses below the wheel. Just to see if anyone would notice.

2. What were the particular challenges you dealt with when creating this dance?
The wheel. Definitely the wheel that represents the road/path from the video. None of the rotational scripts want to rez right coming out of the box and so you have to twiddle with it after rezzing. The same for the little candy carts. They never rez out where you put them for some reason. Sometimes you just have to make little tweaks at the time of the performance.

3. What does this dance mean to you? Is it a bit of fun, or is there a deeper meaning?
This set was just a little bit of fluffy fun because I was in a sort of whimsical mood when I needed a set.

4. Is there anything you would like others to know about your dance?
Expect the unexpected. And look for the Easter Eggs I sometimes hide in them.

5. How do you feel about Babypea’s ass? Any devotions you wish to publicly express?
It’s a mighty fine ass, to be sure.

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Adam
with Bella
Christina Perri – A Thousand Years [Official Music Video]

1. Why did you choose this song to create a dance to? What was your inspiration?
Thousand Years by Christina Perry has been a fav song of Bella and Adam since it’s release. They had always talked of creating a dance routine to it and finally decided to make the commitment. In their routine, they travel through time with their sets and costume changes. Then, use beautiful particles and poofers to show the joyous moment of this couple arriving in a current day fantasy.

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Jilley
The Vampire Masquerade – Peter Gundry

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Luna
with Carol, Bylesse, Rhonda and Joszef
Queen of the damed

From the deths of the darkness we rise to feed and walk along the human side by side.
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Well what can we say about vampires , seductive, mysterious, irresistible, S&M , dark and sometimes beautiful. modern-day vampires are pretty well established. They have fangs, drink human blood, and can’t see themselves in mirrors.
The people who claim to be vampires are in the thousands worldwide, with demographics transcending borders, class, race and gender.
My show is an outtake from the movie (Queen of the Damned) This movie was very well made and pulls you in with the allure of the vampire, I know I was and although there is no way for me to show you the full movie , I can give you a taste.

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Babypea
with Web
Legends Never Die

1. Why did you choose this song to create a dance to? What was your inspiration?
It was actually the set that started the entire dance. I found this beautiful picture of a fantasy land on the internet, floating islands, so I showed it to Web and said, “Build this.” I wanted to use these silver statues that were really shiny, like chrome, and wanted to wear this really cool chrome avatar with it. That was her inspiration for the build and she put her own unique touches on it. When she finished the set, I realised it was much more epic than what I had in mind for the chrome avatars, it was an epic set. So I picked this song which is an epic, and was on my bucket list, from a favourite GMV (Game Music Video, a video compiled of clips from various video games). It was the perfect song for that set. And Web and I already had the costumes cause she had bought them for us and said she wanted us to wear them in a dance and they totally suited this dance. I really love the set for this one.

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Antonio
Crowd Dances
A Spartan Will Rise – “Wild Thing” | Military Motivation 2016 (HD)
HEROES – “Eye of the Storm” | Military Motivation (HD)
Light ’em up: Military Tribute

1. Why did you choose this song to create a dance to? What was your inspiration?
Originally it was my first outsiders set, I decided to make it into a crowd dance since it’s the end of the 4th of July weekend, thought I’d pick a military theme for the dance.

2. What were the particular challenges you dealt with when creating this dance?
Actually this one none, I learned to put lines out where I want the balls before I rezz them makes it more organized.

3. What does this dance mean to you? Is it a bit of fun, or is there a deeper meaning?
It was fun and a way to end the 4th of July weekend.

4. Is there anything you would like others to know about your dance?
Just have fun, the songs were listed as Military motivational songs and I wanted to go a different way with music for my crowd dance this time.

5. How do you feel about Babypea’s ass? Any devotions you wish to publicly express?
Love you baby, but Hailie’s ass is the only one that keeps my eyes busy with that boom boom pow.