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| Verity | June 9, 2008, 10:46 am Post #151 |
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Dave had me cracking throughout the entire chapter. I like it when he says emo shit. I think that I smiled or laughed everytime that he had the dialogue.
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| Battery | June 9, 2008, 5:27 pm Post #152 |
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I loooved the interveiw, great writing Vanessa The emo bit cracked me too
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| Lucifer's Angel | June 10, 2008, 9:57 am Post #153 |
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Chapter 39 Catriona peered out from behind the curtain. In front of her, the auditorium at the Brixton Academy teemed with people. An ocean of fans in denims and black t-shirts lay before them, their voices like the swell of a wave about to hit the shore. In twenty minutes, I have to sing in front of all those people. The crowds in the states weren't that big, she thought. "I know, this is the biggest crowd you've sang for, Miss Kitty? Don't worry, just go on there an break a leg", teased Dave, giving her a quick kiss. "What are the crowds in London like? I remember the crowd in New York was rough", she replied. "Don't psych yourself out, Kitty. Just relax, you're gonna slay 'em", he said reassuringly. Dave led her backstage to the greenroom. The rest of the bands were already there, drinking beer and talking. Andrew smiled at them, walking over to the group. "Do not worry, kiska. Just do your best, and London will be at your feet", he murmured. He was dressed elegantly in pressed black slacks and a dark red velvet smoking jacket, the top buttons undone to reveal his chest. His black hair fell past his shoulders, his green eyes sparkling with amusement. "I know, I'm being foolish but London's the biggest crowd I've seen so far. I got butterflies in my stomach", she chuckled weakly. Amy got up from Alexi's lap and embraced her. "Don't worry, you're going to do great. You're a terrific singer, you're gonna slay 'em. Show these English what us Yanks can do", she said. "You're right. This is gonna be one helluva show, I'm gonna do the best I can", she vowed. "That's the spirit, Miss Kitty. And I hope the audience likes our surprise later. You don't have any problems with Tout Le Monde?", he asked. "No, that's my favorite song off United Abominations. And Cristina's voice is different from mine, but I'll do my best", she said. "Don't be so modest, Miss Kitty. You won't mess up the lyrics, besides, it's cool to hear Tout Le Monde with a chick singing", he joked. A roadie poked his head into the room. "Guys, it's time..." |
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| maisy blue | June 10, 2008, 10:02 am Post #154 |
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I'm so nervous for Kitty! |
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| Wishful | June 10, 2008, 11:08 am Post #155 |
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God i remember how that feels! no fun what so ever. But relax and enjoy!. |
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| Lucifer's Angel | June 10, 2008, 6:08 pm Post #156 |
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Chapter 40 Andrew smiled at everyone, leading the group out of the room. They could hear the roar of the crowd from backstage, a steady roar like waves pounding on the beach. The loudspeakers played Battle of Evermore, as they emerged onstage. The crowd roared, the purple and white lights bathing everything in a soft glow. Catriona walked slowly to center stage, her expression aloof and regal. She was stunning in a deep purple silk gown, the full skirt billowing from the narrow waist and the bodice exposing the tops of her creamy white breasts. Her rich auburn hair was piled atop her head in an elegant knot, a few loose strands curling about her face. Just as the song faded away, Andrew played the opening notes of their epynomous song, Beren's Dream. He walked up to the microphone and sang in his powerful tenor: I have visions My nightingale sings in the forest Her song is lovely Her form lovelier Catriona I have a vision My mate is beckoning He is one of The race of men Andrew My vision is clear She is far too lovely She is no mortal She is one of the elvish folk Catriona My vision is clear I see him, no elf he He is of the mortal ones But I will share his fate Together Visions, comfort me Comfort me, give me succor I want to embrace you And we share our fate together Catriona felt a bit awkward at first, but she gradually loosened up. The audience had been aloof at the beginning, but got into the performance. Catriona's and Andrew's voices blended perfectly, their chemistry visible to the audience. The set went on without a hitch, the crowd getting more and more enthusiastic. The climax came with the penultimate song on the album, Dream of Venus: I sit upon my throne Eyes shut, deep in my dream I have visions of ugliness Of what was once beautiful There are those who say They create art How dare they blaspheme me I, the patroness of art I see the fake prophets Creating so-called art That is little better Than that of the beasts I wish that the people Shall turn away From those false messiahs Who blaspheme in my name Their vulgarity fills My heart with sorrow and anger How dare they blaspheme My art, in my name? I command thee Sons and daughters Revel in my song The true song I, Venus, patroness Command thee To repel this mockery Of my art My wrath is great But my love is greater Children, sons and daughters Hear my song The song ended after an inspired guitar and keyboard battle, the music reaching a fever pitch. The roar of the crowd washed over them, as they smiled and linked hands to bow deeply. Dave accosted them as they walked offstage, an ecstatic grin on his face. "You guys were great! Awesome!", he exclaimed "Spasibo, Uncle Dave. Now we will freshen up and watch the rest of the show", said Andrew. |
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| maisy blue | June 10, 2008, 7:05 pm Post #157 |
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That was WONDERFUL- you are an amazing writer!! |
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| Verity | June 11, 2008, 2:28 am Post #158 |
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go Kitty! I'm glad the show went well for her. Her dress sounded pretty. And don't be nervous Kitty girl The more you do it, the easier it gets. I RARELY Get nervous when I perform now because I do it at least every weekend... Just at symphony concerts I get nervous, but even then by the last one that I did I was all good, completely at ease.
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| Wishful | June 11, 2008, 5:38 am Post #159 |
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OMG! Vanessa that was totally awesome that chapter blew me away! Keep it up lovey
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| Lucifer's Angel | June 11, 2008, 9:41 am Post #160 |
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Thanks for the feed back on the lyrics. I thought they might come out as pretentious, poetry isn't really my thing, but it's good to know that you guys are digging it. Chapter 41 "Yeah, let's get some beers", said Robin, as him, Jake and Kurt walked towards the greenroom. Andrew said nothing, but led her towards their dressing room. "We do have to freshen up, you know", she said cheekily. "Da, I know, kiska", he murmured huskily, as he led them inside. Catriona's heart pounded in anticipation, watching as Andrew locked the door and then turned on the light. He walked over to her, his expression bland but his green eyes glowing with lust. Andrew took her roughly into his arms, capturing her lips in a bruising kiss. Catriona moaned against his lips, his tongue probing between her mouth. Her arms went around his neck, their lips meeting in passionate kisses. He pushed her against a wall, unbuttoning the front of her dress to expose her breasts. She gasped in delight when his lips fastened onto a nipple, his hand on her other breast. "You taste so good, kiska", he murmured, his lips fastening onto her other breast. Catriona mewled in delight, his lips and tongue caressing the hardened tips. She ran her fingers through his black hair, as he continued to feast on her aroused flesh. Andrew's hands moved under her skirt, chuckling against her when he felt she wore no underwear. He lifted his face from her breasts, a devilish gleam in his eyes. "Naughty girl. What if your dress came off, you would have been naked in front of all those people", he whispered in her ear. Before she could speak, he captured her lips in a brutal kiss, his fingers probing between her thighs. Catriona moaned against his lips, arching her back against the wall. "You are so wet, da? Purr for me, kiska", he growled. While he kissed her, Andrew unfastened his pants as they fell to the floor. She moaned in surprise when she felt him enter her body. Andrew broke the kiss, panting with lust. His green eyes glowed in his handsome face, his black hair in disarray around his shoulders. He grasped her hips and moved in and out of her body. Catriona groaned at the sensation, her fingers clutching onto his shoulders. His lips fell on hers, his movements steady and even within her body. She gasped as the coil of heat grew tighter in her belly, radiating throughout her body. "Ooh Andrew", she moaned. He closed his eyes, relishing the feel of her warmth around him. "I know, kiska. Purr for me", he growled, grasping her tighter and thrusting harder and faster within her body. "Oh Andrew, oh yes, oh yes, ohh!", she gasped. He cursed in Russian, thrusting one last time into her spasming body, releasing into her warmth. They held onto each other tightly, gasping and breathless. Andrew slowly opened his eyes, his breathing heavy and a fine sheen of sweat on his face. He kissed her gently before withdrawing from her body, as she mewled softly. "I hope I did not hurt you, kiska", he whispered huskily. "No, I liked it. That was hot", she giggled. "Bad girl. I shall have to punish you", he teased. "I hope so. Let's take a shower and see the rest of the show", she replied. |
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| Verity | June 11, 2008, 11:28 am Post #161 |
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Kitty got some action after the show. Now she got some from Andrew so it's time for her to go back and get some from Dave. I liked it when he cursed in Russian. Awesome story!
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| maisy blue | June 11, 2008, 11:45 am Post #162 |
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Hot!!
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| Battery | June 12, 2008, 3:01 am Post #163 |
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I absolutely loved how you wrote their show, I got chills, great the show went so good. And man, you really know how to write a love scene Vanessa :horns2 Awesome!
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| Lucifer's Angel | June 12, 2008, 9:26 am Post #164 |
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Thanks for the feedback, girls I don't own Tout Le Monde by Megadeth.Chapter 42 Andrew and Catriona took a quick shower, got dressed and rejoined the others backstage. "Hey, what took you guys so long", joked Dave, a gleam in his eyes. "Dave, leave the kids alone. We all know what they were up to", joked Chris, as everyone laughed. "I was just teasing them. Let's go see the show", said Dave. Lamb of God and Children of Bodom went on next. Both bands played blistering sets, whipping the crowd into a frenzy. "Dudes, you did great", said Andrew, clapping Alexi on the back. "I know, dude. I told you these English people are mad for their metal", he joked. "We know, Wildchild", joked Randy. "Now, you gotta go out there on top of that", said Alexi, a gleam in his blue eyes. "You young pups think you can blow us off the stage, but you'll see", vowed Dave, a look of determination in his hazel eyes. "I know you will, Dave", said Catriona. "I know. You don't have any problem with Tout Le Monde?", he asked. "No, I'll be fine. I know the lyrics, don't worry", she said reassuringly, giving him a hug. The others gave them odd looks, while Andrew tried to stifle a grin. If they only knew, he mused. The loudspeakers blared the theme from The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly, as Megadeth emerged onstage. The crowd roared with delight, almost drowning out the song. Dave took center stage, his guitar strapped to his body. "All right, London! Let's kick some ass!", he yelled, as the band launched into Holy Wars. The crowd yelled in approval, a pit forming in front of the stage. Dave growled the lyrics, his nimble fingers flying over the strings of his guitar. He looked every inch the metal god, the focus of everyone's attention. His lean body was clad in tight black jeans and a black buttoned down shirt, the top buttons undone. The light reflected on his gleaming red hair, the copper mass shining like the sun. "Well, we got a surprise for you guys tonight. I know we recorded Tout Le Monde off United Abominations. We don't have Cristina here, but we will do the song for you tonight. She's a lady, so you all act like gentlemen. Please give it up for Miss Catriona Burton!", he yelled. Catriona walked onstage, her head held high. She had changed into tight dark jeans and a purple t-shirt, her auburn hair pulled back from her face with a simple jet black comb. A hush came over the crowd, watching the beautiful girl stand next to Dave at the mike. Several of the women in the audience sighed in envy, thinking she was so lucky to be onstage with Dave. Dave smiled encouragingly at her, playing the opening notes of Tout Le Monde: Don't remember where I was I realized life was a game The more seriously I took things The harder the rules became I had no idea what it'd cost My life passed before my eyes I found out how little I accomplished All my plans denied So as you read this know my friends I'd love to stay with you all Please smile while you think of me My body's gone, that's all A tout le monde A tout mes amis Je vous amie Je dois partir These are the last words I'll ever speak And they'll set me free If my heart was still alive I know it would surely break And my memories left with you There's nothing more to say Moving on is a simple thing What it leaves behind is hard You know the sleeping feel no more pain And the living all are scarred A tout le monde A tout mes amis Je vous amie Je dois partir These are the last words I'll ever speak And they'll set me free So as you read this know my friends I'd love to stay with you all Please smile, smile when you think of me My body's gone, that's all A tout le monde A tout mes amis Je vous amie Je dois partir These are the last words I'll ever speak And they'll set me free Catriona sang her part with great passion, the feeling coming through in her voice. Her soprano fitted well with the song, her voice a compliment to Dave's singing. They had such a chemistry together, almost as though they were lovers. "Give it up for Miss Catriona Burton", said Dave once the song had ended, as the audience roared. He caught her eye, discreetly winking at her. "Later", he mouthed. |
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| maisy blue | June 12, 2008, 9:51 am Post #165 |
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That was AWESOME! And I can't wait for "later" (what can I say, I'm a huge fan of Kitty and Dave together )
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I don't own Tout Le Monde by Megadeth.
8:38 PM Jul 10