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| Wishful | July 5, 2008, 10:01 am Post #286 |
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Damn that sounds like one badass hotel room! |
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| Verity | July 5, 2008, 10:26 am Post #287 |
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Awesome, kick ass chapter Vanessa! That hotel room rocked. That's true about the hair. I haven't been to Japan yet, but I did go to school with quite a few kids from Japan, and they all wanted to touch my hair because it's blonde, and curly too. I was saving up my $$ for a trip to Australia next year, but maybe I'll switch it to Japan. this story rocks!!!! |
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| maisy blue | July 5, 2008, 1:41 pm Post #288 |
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Another incredible chapter. I loved the description of the hotel. Hope Dave joins Kitty on the bed ;) |
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| Lucifer's Angel | July 6, 2008, 8:52 am Post #289 |
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Glad you liked the room, ladies Ashley, I got the idea about the hair from my brother's roommate in Japan. His roommate has bright red hair, unfortunately, he doesn't look anything like Dave. He's chubby, pasty, with lots of freckles and his hair is really red. For some reason, according to Erik, Japanese chicks think he's hot and people kept trying to touch his hair. His roommate is currently dating a Filipino girl who's quite attractive and studying in Japan Chapter 72 Dave left his room after taking a short nap. I need to talk to Marty over plans for the show, he thought. He had just woken up from a nap when he got a text message from Marty. Dave had texted back saying he was coming over for a visit. On the way, he bought a box of chocolates and a bouquet of white roses, both of them elaborately wrapped in delicate silver paper. I'm sure Mrs. Friedman appreciates the sentiment, he thought. "I am here to see Mr. Marty Friedman", Dave told the uniformed doorman. He nodded and bowed slightly, opening the door to let him in. Marty's building was in the heart of Shinjuku, a gleaming steel and glass skyscraper almost thirty stories high, in one of the wealthiest areas. Dave took the elevator to the twentieth floor, walking towards his apartment. The hallway was done in creamy white and pale gray, the muted colors adding class. The wood floor creaked under his feet, as he remembered that he had put on clean socks. He knocked on the door, and Marty answered it. He was several inches shorter than Dave, his curly hair falling his shoulders. His kimono was a simple one in black cotton, loose striped trousers resembling pajama bottoms below it. Marty smiled and bowed, as Dave awkwardly followed suit. "Konnichiwa, Dave. Welcome and follow me", he said. Dave took off his shoes and entered the apartment. It was quite small but cozy, the creamy white carpet soft under his feet, the walls painted a pale sea green. A low wooden table and several cushions dominated the parlor opposite a plasma TV. A tiny Japanese woman in a pink kimono entered the room. She was in her thirties and quite pretty, gleaming black hair gathered in a bun atop her head. Marty smiled and gently kissed his wife, as Dave bowed slightly. "Konnichiwa, Mr. Mustaine", she said, speaking with a slight Japanese accent. "Konnichiwa, Minako, Marty", he said, handing them the presents. Minako smiled in delight when she saw the chocolates and the flowers. "I love roses and I haven't had Godiva in ages", she said. "And this is for you, Marty", he said, handing him a copy of the Gigantour DVD. "Arrigato, Dave", he said, putting the DVD on a shelf as Minako went to the kitchen to prepare tea. "So you want to discuss Rock Fujiyama?", asked Marty, as they sat down at the table. Dave sat on the cushion, tucking his legs under him. "Yeah, because Kitty's nervous about the show. She wanted to know if the questions are going to be in Japanese or English, and she doesn't want to drink any wasabi", he joked. "Of course, we don't have women do silly things on the show. The guys, yeah, but never women, the audience wouldn't stand for it. And you guys are playing Budokan, remember when we played Budokan?", asked Marty, as Minako served them tea and sweets. "Yeah, what a trip. I can't wait, it's always good to play in Japan", said Dave, looking into his cup. The dark green liquid was steaming hot, the pleasant aroma making him smile. Marty and Dave talked and drank tea, catching up. Marty noticed how his expression softened whenever he spoke of Catriona Burton, his hazel eyes having a soft glow to them. Is there something going on there? "Dave, I can't help but notice how you talk about her. Is there something going on here?", he asked. Dave flushed guiltily. "Nothing gets past you, eh Marty? Yeah, Andrew, Kitty and I are a menage a trois. But we can't let Pam find out, she could use it against me to not let me see the kids. You gotta promise you're not going to tell", he said. "I promise. I don't know what Pam's problem is, it's like she still has a grudge from the divorce, like she wants the kids all to herself, or she wants more money", said Marty thoughtfully. "I know. I pay child support and alimony every month, if she needs money or the kids want something, I oblige", he said. "Yeah, I know. But you're right in not letting anyone find out. This is dynamite, but do try to be discreet about this. Who else knows?", he asked. "Only Amy, Kitty's friend and Alexi's girlfriend", he replied. "I hope it stays that way", said Marty. |
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| Verity | July 6, 2008, 10:56 am Post #290 |
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This chapter rcoked!! I like that Dave can confide in Marty that way. I also like that bits of Japanese culture in this. However, I don't think that Dave knows that Tamara knows about his situation with Kitty. I'm still worried about that. |
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| maisy blue | July 6, 2008, 11:45 am Post #291 |
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Japan rocks And I didn't have to google anything in this chapter, thanks to you, Vanessa! I have seen a bunch of episodes of Rock Fujiyama.
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| Wishful | July 6, 2008, 2:25 pm Post #292 |
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I hope it stays that way too! |
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| Battery | July 6, 2008, 6:11 pm Post #293 |
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I think Marty will keep his promise and won't tell anyone, but I'm not sure if tamara will do the same Anyway, great chapters, it's awesome to read about Japan And I love green tea
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| Lucifer's Angel | July 7, 2008, 9:00 am Post #294 |
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This is the district in Tokyo they go to: Roppongi Chapter 73 "You kids run along, I'm tired", Dave chuckled. "Okay, but are you sure you're going to be fine?", asked Catriona. "Of course, Miss Kitty. And don't come back too late, we gotta do Rock Fujiyama tomorrow", he said. "We know, see you later, uncle", said Andrew. "Alexi, Janne and Amy met them outside the room. "Ready to explore Roppongi?", asked Alexi eagerly. "Right on, Allu. Roppongi is the nightclub district, ladies. Don't worry, we won't go anywhere crazy", said Andrew. "Cool. What sort of clubs do they have?", asked Catriona. "All kinds, rock, disco, rap, techno, whatever. And karaoke bars, pachinko, whatever. You are going to like it, kiska", said Andrew, as they left the hotel. The sun was setting behind the skyscrapers, the orange disk sinking into the bay. The streets of Shinjuku were crowded as ever, but most of the businessmen were either going home or to the bars. The district of Roppongi opened before them like a flower growing out of the concrete. Brilliant neon signs in every possible color beamed at them, the crowds of people ranging from businessmen in suits to tourists to trendy young people in various styles. Catriona's eyes widened in shock when she saw a young couple. The boy wore a studded leather jacket, pants, gauntlets with a foot-tall green mohawk on his head. His girlfriend wore a frilly pink gingham dress and a bonnet like Little Bo Peep, a curly blond wig on her head. No one else seemed to notice the odd couple, as they were also dressed oddly. "I know, wait until you go to Harajuku, then you will see some very strange people", said Janne. They stopped at a karaoke bar with a giant papier-mache panda outside. Inside, it was brightly colored and loud, a businessman in a black suit singing Elvis songs in heavily accented English. A waitress approached them, bowing slightly. "Do you wish to have a table?", she asked with a slight accent. She was tiny and slender, wearing a day-glo pink kimono decorated with green dots, her hair the color of the Japanese flag. "Yes, table for five and a bottle of sake", said Alexi. She bowed slightly and led them to a table near the front. "Your sake will be here shortly, and if you want to sing, just tell the emcee", she said. "Arrigato", said Andrew. "Who wants to go first?", asked Amy, a gleam in her eyes. "Uh, no thanks. I gotta preserve my voice", said Alexi. "Allu, all you do is scream. Besides, you've gotten wasted before doing this shit, your voice is gonna be fine", said Janne, as Alexi flipped him off. The waitress arrived with their sake and discreetly left. Andrew poured them each a shot of the rice wine, holding up his own glass. "Skoal!", he toasted, as they drank their sake. Several drinks later, they were getting tipsy. Amy and Catriona smiled at each other, their eyes gleaming with merriment. "Let's go sing", suggested Catriona. Both girls got to their feet and approached the emcee. He was a middle-aged man in a dapper gray suit, his hairline receding and his hair combed to conceal his bald spot. His eyes widened when he saw the foreign women, but he bowed politely. "Do you wish to sing?", he asked. "Yeah, here's the songs", said Amy, whispering in his ear. He nodded and led them onstage. The girls picked up their microphones, as the emcee set up the songs. "Miss Amy Simmons and Miss Catriona Burton will now sing for you", he said, as the speakers played Gimme, Gimme, Gimme by ABBA. Both of the girls sang the harmonies well, their voices blending almost perfectly. They were a contrast, tall red haired Catriona and petite dark-haired Amy. They then sang Super Trouper, the mellow song a contrast to the fast disco song previous. All eyes were on them, watching the beautiful gaijin women singing in harmony. Amy and Catrina finished with Voulez-Vous, the upbeat disco song putting smiles on everyone's faces. It was hard not to smile at them, singing the pidgin French lyrics. "Give it up for Miss Burton and Miss Simmons", said the emcee, as the crowd cheered. "You did great!", exclaimed Alexi, embracing his girlfriend. "So did you, kiska. Later", he chuckled. |
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| maisy blue | July 7, 2008, 9:13 am Post #295 |
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*laugh* I actually LOVE ABBA. I have their songs on the iPod I use to work out with I loved this chapter SO MUCH. So many things I love in this chapter- Japan, the punks, the EGL girls, all the Japanese street fashion... I dunno if you are intereted, Vanessa, but Absolut Vodka did a cool ad campaign from Japan. This person has all the ads from it: Absolut Ad Campaign: Japan Metropolis This was AWESOME!!
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| Verity | July 7, 2008, 10:38 am Post #296 |
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Ha ha! That was funny. That was a fun chapter. I liked that it was so full of life. I loved the descriptions of everything. Can't wait to hear about some more Japan.
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| Wishful | July 7, 2008, 11:06 am Post #297 |
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Japan sounds awesome, Love to go there one day myself! |
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| Battery | July 7, 2008, 4:30 pm Post #298 |
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I loved the guy with green mohawk this chapter reminded me scene with karaoke from Lost in translation it always sounds like a lot of fun! And thanks for the videos, I loved them
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| Lucifer's Angel | July 8, 2008, 8:59 am Post #299 |
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Cool ads, Maisy Chapter 74 "Oh man, that was fun! Just don't get too fucked up", giggled Amy, as she and Catriona stood in the lobby. "We know ladies. We'll be fine, good night", said Alexi, kissing his girlfriend. They left their men and went upstairs to their rooms. "We had a great time, but we need to get some sleep, we're going to be on Rock Fujiyama", said Catriona. "Hey, awesome. Hopefully Dave is going to let you sleep", she teased. "I hope so too. Good night, Amy", she said, going to her room. Dave was in bed watching some Japanese game show. Loud Japanese voices came from the TV, as the host encouraged the contestants. He looked up when he heard the door open, a relieved smile on his face when he saw her. "Glad to see you, Miss Kitty. Have a good time?", he asked, throwing on a robe and getting up from the bed. Dave wore a bright blue cotton robe provided by the hotel, his red hair loose to his shoulders. "Yeah, we went to a karaoke bar, me and Amy sang ABBA songs. The men were too chickenshit to sing anything", she joked. "Hah, typical. Twenty years ago, I would've gone clubbing with you guys, but I'm too old now", he chuckled. Catriona had changed into the black velvet robe. She climbed into bed besides him, snuggling against his body. Dave gently stroked her auburn hair, the light touch of his fingers making her shiver. "I know you like it, Miss Kitty, that's why I'm in your room, if you don't mind, it gets lonely in a room by myself", he whispered, huskily, his face barely an inch from hers. The touch of his lips against hers was the faintest of caresses, barely discernible. She mewled softly, as his lips slowly applied pressure, his tongue probing inside her mouth. They fell onto the bed, their lips exchanging hungry kisses. Their tongues dueled as he untied the robe, his hands on the soft flesh of her breasts. Dave broke the kiss, the lust in his eyes making her giddy. "I waited all night for this, Miss Kitty", he drawled, removing the robe from her body. She lay nude on the black velvet, her long auburn hair surrounding her body. Still clad in his robe, Dave gazed hungrily at her body, his gaze burning her flesh. "You are so beautiful, Kitty", he murmured, planting a soft kiss on her nipple. Dave broke the kiss, smiling when she held the sash of his robe. "Not yet, Miss Kitty. Be patient", he chuckled, cupping her breasts in his hands. The nipples hardened under his touch, as he lowered his face and took one of the hardened pink tips into his mouth. Catriona mewled with lust, his lips, teeth and tongue gently caressing the hard nub. She clutched onto his hair, moaning with delight as he moved to her other breast. A warm tingling feeling grew in her belly and between her legs, her body trembling with anticipation. Dave gently bit her nipple and gave it a final kiss. He smiled at her and removed his robe, joining her on the bed. She grinned saucily at him when she saw he didn't have underwear. "I know, it's more comfortable under the robe, Miss Kitty", he chuckled, taking her into his arms and kissing her. He kissed her deeply, his hand parting her legs and stroking her moist flesh. Dave smiled against her lips, thrusting into her body. Catriona moaned against his lips, as he began to move inside her body. Their bodies moved together on the bed, lips exchanging hungry kisses. Catriona held onto his shoulders, her body moving under his. Dave groaned in approval, his tongue imitating the movements of his body. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he groaned with delight, speeding up his strokes. "Oh Dave", she moaned. "I know, Miss Kitty", he gasped. Catriona moaned his name and clutched onto his shoulders as he thrust one last time into her body, groaning with relief and releasing into her warmth. They held onto each other, her head resting on his chest. Dave stroked her hair, kissing her nose. "I know, I've been waiting for this all day, Kitty", he chuckled. "You are a naughty boy", she giggled. "I know. Good night, Miss Kitty", he said, turning off the light and the TV, going to sleep. |
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| Verity | July 8, 2008, 11:17 am Post #300 |
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Dave wore a bright blue cotton robe provided by the hotel, his red hair loose to his shoulders. Jesus. (runs off to shower) |
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Ashley, I got the idea about the hair from my brother's roommate in Japan. His roommate has bright red hair, unfortunately, he doesn't look anything like Dave. He's chubby, pasty, with lots of freckles and his hair is really red. For some reason, according to Erik, Japanese chicks think he's hot and people kept trying to touch his hair. His roommate is currently dating a Filipino girl who's quite attractive and studying in Japan
it always sounds like a lot of fun!

8:38 PM Jul 10