Tamatoa (so_shiny) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2019-07-02 05:15:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log, !open, ~2019 july, ~40 points, ~~lisa snart (sistercold), ~~tamatoa (so_shiny) |
Who: Tamatoa & Open (Multiples Welcome)
What: The crab's first performance
Where:The Den
When: Tuesday Evening, July 2nd
Warning: TBD (likely a bit high, he is stripping after all)
Status: Open and Incomplete
With seemingly impossible ease, and almost ungodly arrogance, Tamatoa owned the stage. Most first timers might have felt nervous or awkward. Hell he should've likely felt a tad concerned even, since the ageless monster was down to a single good leg and stuck in a new body too. Still the crab wore his vanity and confidence as if it was a set of armor, and when the music began to play he got to work. There was no shyness about the blonde at all. No trace of timidity, or even a smidge of concern. If anything his smile was brighter then ever as all eyes were focused on him, and the now humanoid crustacean gave them a show to be sure.
Body glistening in gold, glitter, and that shiny jewelry. Eyes alight with genuine joy. His body moved to the beat of the song, and even when he used the pole there was no denying that the new dancer had moves. A thousand years of dancing had certainly paid off, and while his figure was different, that only aided his efforts since Tamatoa wasn't rocking a massive shell this time around. With a touch of inhuman strength he soared around the stripper pole, using it to hoist himself aloft as he swayed and swirled to the rhythm. All the while shedding his costume, and baring more flawless flesh with no apparent concern over being laid bare before others. Mostly because he wasn't a fan of clothing to begin with, but also because the old crab had no problem letting others admire him either.
Even when the song began to end, and his routine started to wrap up, the lights on stage just dimmed away...only to be replaced with glowing neon like patterns suddenly appearing all over his body from head to toe. With a giddy grin and a little bow the man/monster wrapped up his performance at last, those glowing nearly hypnotic patterns fading away as the lights came back up. He paused for a moment to collect the cash that had been thrown his way, before heading off stage to grab a drink and to greet his adoring fans too. Not bothering to wear anything beyond a pair of golden shorts, his jewelry, and that wicked smile.