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Post by Ollie on Apr 24, 2008 0:18:39 GMT -5
A large flat bellied cog of Braavosi design docks at the harbor of Duskendale. The ship is painted a queer green, with fanciful purple designs dancing across her hull. Similarly colored paper lanterns hang from every possible rail, rope, and guide of the cog, casting luminescent purple and green shadows across the deck. The main area of the deck is raised several inches, and no sooner than the mummers make berth a huge silken cloth is erected around the cog's stage area. The mummers bounce alive and spill through the town, spreading word of their production of the renown Braavosi play Seven Drunken Oarsmen, which will be preformed on the eve before the tourney.
OOC: Feel free to make any manner of mummer. The more the merrier!
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 24, 2008 0:19:43 GMT -5
A lithe young woman with long raven black hair down to her back, approaches, looking for the lead mummer.
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Apr 24, 2008 0:26:57 GMT -5
A mummer with a raven costume yells, "Boss, a lithe young woman with long raven hair down to her back is looking for you!"
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Post by Ollie on Apr 24, 2008 0:30:58 GMT -5
She is lead to a rather rotund man, whose great belly sways beneath a great green silken sash and impossibly tiny purple vest. His pants are black, embroidered with shimmering green and silk threads that intertwine like lovers, and atop his head is a purple and green flop hat.
"My sweet lady, whatever can Mottyn the Master of Mummers do for you?" he says, his voice thickly accented from Braavos.
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 24, 2008 0:39:57 GMT -5
She smiles widely at the fat fuck.
"I'm here to take part in the show." She said, without any hesitation. "I want a part."
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Post by Ollie on Apr 24, 2008 0:44:26 GMT -5
The troupe master eyes the girl head to toe, gaze lingering openly over the hip and chest area. His oily black curls bounce to the side as he cants his head.
"All men want parts with the Paper Lanters. What is it that this woman can do better than others, hmm?" he askes, purple and green painted fingernails stroking his pointed goatee.
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 24, 2008 0:47:40 GMT -5
"I'mma betta actor, a betta juggler, a betta dancer, and fuck'n betta looking to start with. I can play any part ever written, for anybody. I've played Khal Hargo the Dim in a two month production of "King Horse Cock and I," as well as written and produced plays of my own, about recent, and not so recent history."
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Post by Ollie on Apr 24, 2008 0:58:10 GMT -5
The plump braavosi grinned pleasantly, and let a painted fingernail trail over the girls jawline. "Better looking, just so. And such a bold tongue... Mayhaps we should retire to my private chamber, sweetling? You could show me all your better dances, and let me get more acquainted with your better looks. Maybe you can even show me some better acting. Have you ever seen The Seven Whores of Lys, sweetling? I bet you can show me some of that juggling, hmm?"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 24, 2008 1:22:28 GMT -5
Three actresses from the Braavosi troop inspect the newcomer. The blonde, Bubbles, looks happy. The dark-haired one with green eyes, Buttercup, eyes the raven-haired girl keenly. And red-haired Blossom gives the girl and once-over and goes back to practicing her act.
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Post by Ollie on Apr 24, 2008 1:36:33 GMT -5
Mottyn throws a long sideways glance at his star actresses. Clearly the girls'... talents... are well valued by their thick bellied master.
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Post by House Lefford on Apr 24, 2008 1:38:48 GMT -5
A small Tyroshi man with Long Purple & Red hair yells from the Railing of the ship "Hey, Mottyn, the Girls got in to my Magic kit again and they mixed up secret formula's. Tell them to stay out of it or, or... I'll turn them into... Um Chickens, yeah Chickens, That'll teach'm."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 24, 2008 1:50:20 GMT -5
Buttercup gave fat Mottyn a sly grin.
Bubbles giggled at the Tyroshi. "Your magic formulas don't fool anyone. You must've just mixed them up yourself."
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Post by House Lefford on Apr 24, 2008 1:55:42 GMT -5
"I don't just mix them up, well I do, But I mix them in a very precise way. Not that you would understand you silly little girls."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 24, 2008 2:07:13 GMT -5
"Fine," Bubbles said, laughing. "How can I help fix it?"
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Post by House Lefford on Apr 24, 2008 2:11:41 GMT -5
"By staying the seven hells away from it you little rascals." Yells the Wizard Gaio shaking his fist at the Girls.
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Hope you all are well and happy.