Posted by Gamemaster Maniacal Mother Hen (GamesMaster) in Show Time in the Lounge (All Welcome)

Posted by Civilian Amze Ezma (Ambassador) in Show Time in the Lounge (All Welcome)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Timothy Frogue (Counsellor) in Show Time in the Lounge (All Welcome)
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It was an hour before show time and Ricky and NE Martin had been putting on their makeup for the past thirty minutes. Ricky you are looking fabulous! he told himself in the mirror. Makeup was now done and Ricky was looking like a beautiful Spanish lady. His wig was on securely. The hair was long auburn and reached down to the small of his back. The dress he was wearing was a beautiful red, tight fitting and showed off the curves of his body perfectly. On the dressing table, Ricky still had his silicone breasts to put on. “Well, I can’t forget those.” He then turned to NE Martin.

“Martin, do you mind helping me put my breasts on?” Martin looked more handsome than ever. He was wearing black slacks with a red stripe down the outside seam of the pant. He was wearing a fantastic red shirt that was the same colour and material as Ricky’s dress. The shirt was only done up to his sternum and showed off his freshly waxed and well-defined chest. Ricky could easily have fallen in love, but he kept thinking to himself that they must stay professional.

“Of course I wouldn’t mind helping you,” replied Martin The breasts looked real and felt just as real. He lifted one and gave Ricky a sly smile. “You dirty boy…” laughed Ricky. “Stop playing with them and help me put them on.” It took them a good ten minutes to get them adjusted just right. Ricky checked himself in the mirror and was more than pleased with himself. Outside the change room, both men could hear the crowd starting to gather into their seats. Putting on his healed dancing shoes Ricky smiled at Martin. It’s nearly show time.

Ricky English, EC

OOC: if you want to see aproximently what the two characters look like. Have a look at these pictures.
Ricky English: https://travelbar.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/Copy-of-Activity-Promos-Copy-1.png
NE Martin: https://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-2546347/Ray-Quinns-passionate-flamenco-routine-tops-leaderboard-week-four-Dancing-On-Ice.html

IC:
Just as the show was to start, the Counselor walked into the lounge....it was time for a drink.

CNS

Waiting in the audience, a beautiful young girl stood in the corner, watching the people milling around with great curiosity. She slowly walked around the room, carefully taking everything in. She moved gracefully and quietly but there was something mysterious about her, something wild in the eyes that betrayed the calm exterior. She stopped next to Frogue and started gazing out into deep space without speaking a word or even acknowledging him. Suddenly and seemingly from nowhere she quickly inhaled and stiffened up, her eyes wild with a mixture of excitement and fear. She grabbed Frogue’s arm tightly and pulled him in close so their noses were practically touching. “They’re watching us…” she whispered, locking her gaze with his, so close he could feel her breath on his cheek then whipped her head round almost 90 degrees and stared into the corner of the room. Her pulse and breathing quickened like a rabbit caught in the headlights.

Mother Hen

Not knowing what to say the counselor tried to stare away a bit and then he responded…”Of course they are....you just grabbed a senior officer. However, just so we are on the same page…who is who?”

Frogue

BUMP

The girl’s eyes darted wildly around the room as though she was trying to pinpoint something which wasn’t quite there. “You can’t see them?” she asked quietly, grasping his arm a little tighter. She suddenly let go and ran right up to the window, staring out into the black again. She froze for a moment before running back and whispering in Tim’s ear. “I hear them…in here…” she whispered as she cocked her head and frantically tapped her temple. “You here them too?” she asked as she looked past him and stared into the corner.

Mother Hen (GM)

The girl looking closer at Tim then jumped up on a nearby table and grabbed his head, tilting it to one side and peering into his ear. “Do you hear them??” she asked frantically.

Mother Hen

Following her (as she has Tim in a headlock) he responded, “What are they saying? Maybe we are hearing to different things?

Timothy

The girl stroked his hair as she stared into his eyes, her gaze locked on his. “Listening, listening, always listening…they’re laughing....LAUGHING!!” She screeched in his ear.

Mother Hen (GM)

Thinking for a minute about all his training Timothy replied, “Why don’t we sit down and talk more about this? I mean, if you keep acting this way, security might come and then THEY will have you.”

Timothy

The girl stared blankly at him for a few seconds, then gave him a fairly creepy grin and nodded. “Ok!” she said and took a seat as though everything was perfectly normal. “Do you want dessert? I want dessert…waiter!” she hollered as a young gent scurried over dutifully. “I will have a chocolate fudge sundae and my friend…” she gestured to Tim for his order. The girl was clearly unhinged but for the moment seemed relatively calm unlike a few minutes previously. Seeing some other officers she waved and beckoned them over. “Please do join us!” she smiled sweetly and gestured to the empty chairs at the table. There was a wildness behind the girl’s eyes, as though she could snap again at any minute.

Mother Hen (GM)

OOC: Open to anyone who is brave enough to join us!

Tim looked at the waiter and replied, “I will have the same.” Then he looked over at the women....”This may seem out of place but, how do you feel?”

CNS

The girl blinked and stared at Tim for a moment with a puzzled look. “I feel fine, why wouldn’t I?” She replied, confused at the question.

The waiter dutifully put a large ice cream sundae in front of her and the girl grinned and ran her finger along the rim of the glass to catch the dripping chocolate sauce. She slowly licked her finger, savouring the sweet chocolate before licking her lips. “I’m Kallie by the way, are you not having anything to eat?” She asked as she picked up her spoon.

“Yes, I ordered the same and figure it will be coming soon. So tell me…how did you get on the Connie?”

Tim

Being the important ambassadorial person that she was, Amze made sure to make it to all events such as this. Looking around, she recognized a lot of the crew that once served under her. Granted, she still had some diplomatical powers, but she still wanted to keep her greater ambitions on the down low. After all, it was only a few short steps from diplomat to supreme leader of a planet. Right?

Amze Ezma (Ambassador)

Kallie spotted Amze enter the room and frantically waved at her. “You! Over there! Come and join us for dessert!” She hollered over the bustle of the lounge.

Mother Hen (GM)