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Post by [bleu][Birdy] on Mar 2, 2007 21:02:38 GMT -5
Lexx, with the infamous red mask, stood on stage at the Pink Panther. He'd upgraded himself to the place after he decided that no matter what he would run into someone he knew and it just give him better practice here. He held his breath as the voices flooded around the club.
Finally Lexx found himself starting to play his guitar, what a surprise, it was electric. He was attempting rock music. Wowza. As people began to turn to look at him he began to sing so he would have something else to think about other than the stares he was receiving.
"The D.A. is dressed to the nines, in the mirror he practices all his lines. To his closing argument twelve hearts be in favor, I'm guessing that he read the morning paper," were the words that floated out of his mouth and into the mic. The people started to dance, which relieved Lexx.
His attire was different tonight. A black trench coat with a dark red t-shirt underneath and jeans that had a cherry star patch on the knee. Lexx was usually just a t-shirt and jeans kind of guys but the trench coat kind of mixed things up, right?
Finally Lexx found himself starting to play his guitar, what a surprise, it was electric. He was attempting rock music. Wowza. As people began to turn to look at him he began to sing so he would have something else to think about other than the stares he was receiving.
"The D.A. is dressed to the nines, in the mirror he practices all his lines. To his closing argument twelve hearts be in favor, I'm guessing that he read the morning paper," were the words that floated out of his mouth and into the mic. The people started to dance, which relieved Lexx.
His attire was different tonight. A black trench coat with a dark red t-shirt underneath and jeans that had a cherry star patch on the knee. Lexx was usually just a t-shirt and jeans kind of guys but the trench coat kind of mixed things up, right?
