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Post by Gaston on Mar 3, 2009 22:53:05 GMT -5
What did he do to deserve this? Wait maybe he shouldn't ask that question. He did quite a few things in his life to be punished. This was ridiculous, he had to sit through being tempted by women, many of them he knew and had flirted with before. To any normal man including him this might normally be a great thing, but not being able to flirt back would be Gaston's greatest challenge.
"Well I'm here. Gaston never backs down from a challenge! I welcome all comers to come and tempt me!"
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Post by Nani Pelekai on Mar 4, 2009 13:52:57 GMT -5
The girl whom the birds had observed at the top of the towering tree, blinking and so attentive to the solemn Gaston, was, in fact, Nani. There she stood, innocent, motionless, absorbed in the impossible idea that he'd be immune to the charms of Esmeralda or any of the girls that would arrive soon. She was an exeption, for she wasn't the prettiest of the bunch, so she decided to simply spectate like a good girl.
She could, however, enjoy a laugh or two. Just seeing the hunk take on a few girls made her want to bury her face into her hands and laugh. In the place of the Hawaiian girl, curled up on the bench, whose thoughts grew with laughter and mischief saw a few arrive for the challenge. How exciting!
Nani would jot down tips and observe. Lord knew she needed lessons in the art of flirting. She was just dreadful. Ever since the Hula incident, Esmeralda knew not to trust her with love lines - heck! Her husband would sometimes avoid her for fear of hearing them.
One of Nani's love lines that never made the cut: Hey good lookin', what yah cookin'?
"Good luck, Gaston." Nani said cheesily, giving him a childish grin.
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Post by Gaston on Mar 5, 2009 1:19:39 GMT -5
As Gaston waited for any woman who might come to tempt him, he noticed someone familiar from afar. It was Nani, the first woman he had flirted with at Disney. Whether she knew it or not Nani was a very special person to Gaston. To him Nani was the closest thing he had to a best friend.
Now every time he saw her, it was like he was seeing his little sister, a little sister who was very huggable and had some of the cutest expressions ever. Gaston smiled and called out to her, he might not be able to flirt, but that didn't mean he couldn't talk.
"Hey there Nani! You know you still have to take me shopping some time and update this outfit!"
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Post by esmeralda on Mar 5, 2009 10:23:55 GMT -5
Esmeralda entered the room quietly and giggled to herself. She was dressed in a harem girl outfit and had a sheer veil of silk in front of her lower face. She also had jewelry in her long raven hair, around her neck, wrists and ankles. Never before had she looked so beautiful as she did now, like a princess in some Arabic fairytale from 1001 Nights. She wished for a moment it was Kovu she could try to tempt in this outfit, but she promised herself that she would dance for him later. (Plot idea, Poca? ) She snuck quietly over to the cd player and started the music. It was a very exotic dance, that suited well to her dance moves. She smiled and started moving graceful as a swan across the dance floor, her movements seductive, as if she was dancing for someone special. Her raven curls were shining in the light from the crackling fireplace and her emerald curls were glittering. All the time, she kept eye contact with Gaston, and her soft cherry lips parted in a radiant smile, as if she had done this specific for his sake.
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Post by Gaston on Mar 7, 2009 0:39:32 GMT -5
Gaston's attention was suddenly turned toward a very familiar figure. It was Esmeralda, and there where many things going through his mind. If his mouth could unhinge and fall onto the ground it would.
His heart was pounding incredibly fast, and all he could do to calm himself down was to take deep breaths. He tried to speak on a few different occasions during her dance, but nothing that came into his mind ever made it out.
Of course this was probably for the best since most anything he could say to Esmeralda where terms of endearment and flirting gestures. It would be obvious to anyone watching that she definitely knew how to make him sweat during this challenge.
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Post by Elisa Maza on Mar 7, 2009 7:30:16 GMT -5
Elisa took a deep breath. Never in her life had she ever done anything so wild. But Esmeralda had asked for her help in torturing Gaston, and Lord knew how excited Elisa was about teasing the arrogant hunter, knowing he couldn't flirt back.
The stage was set, a spotlight focused on a microphone. A bare leg stepped out from behind the curtain, before Elisa stepped out. Wearing a red Jessica Rabbit inspired dress, she slowly sauntered up to the microphone, swaying her hips, her eyes focused on Gaston.
A black gloved hand reached for the microphone, and Elisa began to sing
Pride can stand a thousand miles The strong will never fall But watching stars without you my soul cries Heaving heart is full of pain Oh, oh, the aching
Cause I'm kissing you I'm kissing you, oh
Touch me dear, pure and true Gift to me forever
Cause I'm kissing you, oh I'm kissing you, oh
Where are you now? Where are you now?
Cause I'm kissing you, oh I'm kissing you, oh
((Kissing You by Desree))
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Post by esmeralda on Mar 7, 2009 13:47:42 GMT -5
Esmeralda noticed Elisa's first number and grinned. She certainly knew what she was doing, when inviting all her beautiful friends into tempting Gaston. And Elisa had delivered. There was no way a man could resist Elisa in that outfit. She looked great.
She also giggled when she read in Gaston's eyes his reactions to her own little dance for him. But she wasn't done yet... and if she knew Elisa well enough - neither was she. Esmeralda moved slowly over to Gaston, swaying her hips from side to side. Since she was still in her Harem Girl outfit, she was wearing a lot of skin, and her long hair floated down her back.
With a smile Esmeralda placed her slender body on Gaston's lap, placing one arm around his neck, and played with his pony tail. Her other hand stroke him gently over his cheek as she pressed herself to him and purred when she spoke to him. Her emerald eyes looked deeply into his eyes, and her soft, cherry lips were only inches away from his lips.
"Hello there, handsome. I hope you liked my little number. I had it arranged especially for you. But there is more to come."
She stroke her hand gently across his jawline, and it placed itself gently across his neck, while her lips moved just a little inch closer to his, still without touching.
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Post by Elisa Maza on Mar 7, 2009 14:05:18 GMT -5
Elisa grinned as Esmeralda perched herself on Gaston's lap.
Time to have have a bit more fun. Elisa thought.
Pointing a gloved finger to the band, she winked to the leader. "Hit it!"
An upbeat tune filled the room, and Elisa turned back towards Gaston, grinning widely as she swayed her body with the beat.
What's the time? Well it's gotta be close to midnight My body's talkin' to me, it says Time for danger!
It says I wanna commit a crime Wanna be the cause of a fight I wanna put on a tight skirt, And flirt with a stranger!
I've had a knack from way back Of breaking the rules once I've learned the game Get up, life's to quick I know someplace sick Where this chick'll dance in the flames
We don't need any money I always get in for free You can get in too, If you get in with me
Let's go out tonight! I have to go out tonight! You wanna play, let's run away, We won't be back before it's New Years Day! Take me out tonight
Meow... Ha!
When I get a wink from the doorman Do you know how lucky you'll be? That you're online with the feline of Avenue B
Let's go out tonight I have to go out tonight! You wanna prowl, be my night owl Well take my hand we're gonna howl, out tonight!
In the evening, I've got to roam Can't sleep in the city of neon and chrome Feels to d**n much like home When the Spanish babies cry
So let's find a bar So dark we forget who we are Where all the scars of the nevers and maybes die!
Let's go out tonight, uh-huh. I have to go out tonight You're sweet, wanna hit the street? Wanna wail at the moon like a cat in heat
Just take me out tonight Please take me out tonight Don't forsake me Out tonight I'll let you make me Out tonight Tonight Tonight Tonight!
~~From Jonathan Larson's Rent~~
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Post by Edna Mode on Mar 7, 2009 14:08:00 GMT -5
"I can never understand how they walk in these to begin with" Edna said as she was trying to walk in some sleek red high heels while adjusting the lipstick on her lips as she looked in the mirror wondering if this was enough. The fashionista was dressed in a glittering blue gown with a white feather boa wrapped around her and a sleek red fancy ladies hat. Obviously it seems there was someone that Esmeralda needed help in teasing and Edna decided to help out anyway she could. "Ok Edna time to strut your stuff" She then walked onto the a stage with a mic in hand as she looked at the victim Esmeralda called Gaston and formed a sly looking smile. She snapped her fingers as music begin playing as she was ready to perform
"This little number is just for you" she said as she did some dancing while she performed
Ask any of the chickies in my pen They'll tell I'm the biggest mother hen I love 'em all and all of them love me Because the system works The system called reciprocity...
Got a little motto Always sees me through When you're good to Mama Mama's good to you!
There's a lot of favors I'm prepared to do You do one for Mama She'll do one for you
They say that life is tit for tat And that's the way I live So, I deserve a lot of tat For what I've got to give Don't you know that this hand Washes that one too When you're good to Mama Mama's good to you!
If you want my gravy Pepper my ragout Spice it up for Mama She'll get hot for you
When they pass that basket Folks contribute to You put in for Mama She'll pull out for you
The folks atop the ladder Are the ones the world adores So boost me up my ladder, kid And I'll boost you up yours
Let's all stroke together Like the Princeton crew When you're strokin' Mama Mama's strokin' you
So what's the one conclusion I can bring this number to? When you're good to Mama Mama's good to you
((When Your Good To Mama from Chicago))
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Post by Nani Pelekai on Mar 7, 2009 16:41:46 GMT -5
The gypsy was dancing; she was twirling her beautiful dress round, and tossing Gaston a seductive look as she neared him with haunting emerald eyes. She, quite suddenly, sat all too comfortably on his powerfully built lap.
Nani covered her lips modestly; two fingers pressed to them to silence the gasp that dared to escape her crimson lips. She looked to the man dressed in red and observed his tense physique. He was driven mad, no doubt. Poor Gaston!
From the moment when the Hawaiian caught sight of her best friend, her attention seemed divided between Elisa and the dancer, and her face became more and more curious.
She couldn’t help but let her eyes wander to the blue-haired woman . . . what a beautiful dress! So red was the color of seduction?
“Red plus a really, really big smile equals sexy . . .” Nani said, feeling like a nerd amidst the gorgeous few who taunted the Frenchman with their perfect bodies.
“Hip swaying . . .” she resumed, erasing a few written notions she had made before the change. She raised her chin and noticed that Edna had entered the stage looking spiffy and brand new!
Nani sat tall in her seat. This was most informative!
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Post by Gaston on Mar 8, 2009 0:57:05 GMT -5
((oooh i really feel the love, i gots some cathin up to do. lol))
Originally Gaston might have thought he would have time to calm himself down from all this. Esmeralda knew him way to well and was really good at teasing him.
Next, Elisa a woman he had met on a few different occasions stepped up. Gaston didn't know to much about this woman accept that she completely ignored any flirting he did with her when he had scene her before. What was she wearing? He knew she was attractive but this was a little extreme. Just how long had these women been planning this. Her first song was great and Gaston could only force himself to clap so that he could keep himself quiet. It was easy to see he was starting to get a little flustered.
Then, Esmeralda came back for round two. When she moved herself into his lap his face went immediately a little red. Her lips had come so close to touching his twice and almost made him want to jump out of his seat. He forced himself to answer her, even though it was obviously just to get him to say something he shouldn't.
"More? I can only wonder what I did to get this kind of treatment?"
Gaston laughed halfheartedly, he was doing anything he could to focus, of course that was easily interrupted by Elisa going for her round two. She looked like she was really into this, and Gaston started to have this feeling like these women where all getting their revenge on him for all his flirting all at once. All he could do during her song was make sure his mind didn't wander off into all the things he really wanted to say and do at this moment.
Next, the was a short woman he had never met before, that didn't matter since she was also dressed for the occasion. The way that she performed on the stage made him think she had quite the interesting personality. His imagination was running wild with every song, he couldn't help himself. His heart never had time to stop going from all these back to back performances, and Gaston actually started to doubt that he would make it much longer without being his usual self.
Finally, he noticed Nani watching from afar, at first he thought she had been here to support his effort like a good friend. Then he noticed she was writing things down. Was she taking notes from all this? If he wasn't so flustered by all this he would probably say something in his defense, but at this time nothing came up.
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Post by Anastasia & Drizella on Mar 8, 2009 8:23:32 GMT -5
Two elegantly dressed figures were proudly strutting down the boulevard; however the finery of their clothes was not reflected in their rather less then appealing faces. The younger of the two sisters, Drizella, raised one eyebrow in amusement as she spotted the crowd of girl’s surrounding the resolute Gaston.
“Well it seems the rumor was true,” commented Anastasia as she moved to stand beside her sister, “it must be awful for him.” She moved to walk away again; however Drizella stuck out one arm and scooped her forward towards the crimson-clad victim.
“He’ll never be able to resist my beauty,” she stated confidently. With one swift movement she flounced over to Gaston and pushed Esmeralda off his lap, taking the seat herself and looking up at him with what she obviously thought was an alluring expression. “Hello there,” she crooned, grabbing onto his ear with one hand in an attempt to force him to look down at her.
“Hello sir,” added Anastasia awkwardly with a slight wave. She was stood several feet away at the edge of the group, glancing over at the singing girls every so often.
Maybe I should perform Sing Sweet Nightingale.
She straightened her dress, looking around uncertainly at her sister once again, who had now flung both her arms around Gaston.
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Post by ladytremaine on Mar 8, 2009 8:42:56 GMT -5
Lady Tremaine entered the room, giving herself a mental facepalm when she saw how clumsily her daughters behaved in front of Gaston. Her voice sounded calm as always, and her entrance was far more ladylike. She was dressed tastefully, in a discreet elegant dress.
"Girls, girls, give the poor man an opportunity to breathe," she said, then laughed and focused her emerald eyes at Gaston. "You must forgive my daughters, young man, they are still young and impulsive."
Repulsive is a better expression. How could I get daughters who behaves like this? What a shame!
She sat down by the piano, and with a tiny gesture to her daughters, bid them to come closer to her. On the piano was the flute that her daughters used to practice on. Lady Tremaine placed her slender hand on the piano keys, hitting the tone the daughters should sing in.
"The pair shape tone..." she sang in the tone her daughters should start in.
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Post by Anastasia & Drizella on Mar 8, 2009 9:56:07 GMT -5
“Mother!” exclaimed both girls in a combination of fear and surprise as they suddenly heard their mother’s voice ring out from behind them. Anastasia took a quick step away from the group to stand beside Lady Tremaine, as meanwhile Drizella sullenly slid off Gaston’s lap and approached her family as well. Anastasia quickly picked up the flute when she realized what her mother planned, beginning to play tunelessly as beside her Drizella began to sing:
“Oh sing sweet nightingale Sing sweet nightingale, high above me”
Her song was interrupted by Anastasia, for the redhead had hit a particularly high note and in the process jabbed her in the eye with the flute. She pushed her sister away from her angrily, not waiting for her to continue playing again as she resumed the song:
“Oh sing sweet nightingale Sing sweet nightingale, high above”
Anastasia was rushing to catch up with her sister, however ended up shooting past the right point in the song causing Drizella to have to sing faster and faster in an attempt to keep up:
“Oh, sing sweet nightingale Sing nightingale, high Oh sing night sweet gale Oh sing SING”
She was singing so fast that several of the words got lost in the garble, eventually snapping and tugging the flute away from Anastasia.
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Post by Elisa Maza on Mar 8, 2009 18:13:14 GMT -5
"Hey!" Elisa shouted as Drizella shoved Esmeralda off Gaston's lap.
Jumping down from the stage, she hurried to her friend's side. Seeing that she was alright, she turned to Drizella.
"Didn't your mother ever teach you any manners?" Elisa demanded.
She rolled her eyes as Tremaine walked in and acknowledged the pair as her daughters.
"Forget I asked." Elisa said, helping Esmeralda to her feet. "I think it's safe to say that Gaston won't have issues resisting the charms of these ostriches."
She winced as she listened to the girls play a horrible rendition of Sing Sweet Nightingale.
"In fact, we should probably be nice and let him wear earmuffs."
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