ext_131565 (
spyprincipal.livejournal.com) wrote in
fandomhigh2005-12-06 05:27 pm
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Rehearsal #2
The Dean Principal sits in the theater. The set has been built... they only await... a script.
[OOC: Not using this, but I thought you'd be amused]
[OOC: Not using this, but I thought you'd be amused]

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*DEATH motions dramatically at Anakin, flailing his jazz hands.*
*DEATH jazz-hands in Jaye's direction*
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Undeadly.
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She imagined it wasn't pleasant.
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He then begins to walk, jerkily, yet rythmically. Shuffling along, moving his hips in a fosee-like way. As he does this, DEATH's jazz hands begin to move from size to side, jerking, yet remaining jazzy*
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Damn. Not dreaming. "I don't think I move like that," she says.
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She has never felt like a bigger idiot. And that's saying something.
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He has just hit a new record in sullen.
He lurched down the stage, rolling his eyes at Jaye.
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Sullenly.
Which was actually a good look for a zombie.
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"Uhm, like this?" he asks.
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