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alien_max ([info]alien_max) wrote in [info]mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-06-13 20:48:00

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Entry tags:complete, day 3, gabrielle, group activity, max evans, maxxie oliver, rose tyler, tsukasa doumyouji

Day 3 - Country Line Dancing!
Who: Max, Rose, Maxxie, Gabrielle, Doumyouji
What: Country Line Dancing Class
When: 10:00am
Where: The Ballroom
Rating: TBD
Status: Completed




Max woke up indulging in a long, luxurious, morning stretch and wondering where his blanket went. He must have gotten a bit warm and tossed and turned last night...his blankets were in the floor and the fly of his boxers was halfway to his hip. He chuckled at himself and straightened his boxers, as he stood up. Steamy thoughts of Giselle and Katara prevented him from making his boxers lay too straight, showertime would be playtime he decided...the sixteen year old wondered for a moment if the Planet wold supply them with porn. He blushed, looking around like someone could hear his thoughts,Ummmm...nothing hardcore or anyhing. Just like Playboy or Penthouse or something, y'know...just like naked girls..., he blushed again, heading towards the showers...he missed Liz so much.

On the way to the bathroom, he heard someone outside his door. "Hello?!", he called. "Hello, who's there?!". Walking to the door, he opened it and looked around...no one there, but an envelope was taped to his door with his name printed on it. With a curious expression, Max ripped the envelope off of the door and took it back over t the bed and sat on the edge. The paper inside was thickly textured and the printing nicely calligraphied.

'GO TO THE BALLROOM AT 10:00AM. YOU WILL BE TAKING A COUNTRY LINE-DANCING CLASS. THIS IS MANDATORY.IF YOU DO NOT GO, A GOLEM WILL FIND YOU AND TAKE YOU THERE. DO NOT LEAVE UNTIL THE CLASS IS FINISHED OR A GOLEM WILL TAKE YOU BACK.'

Max let the instructions fall to the carpeted floor, followed quickly by his disbelieving jaw, "Dancing?!", he exclaimed, "Why dancing? Who told them I danced? I don't dance!". He picked the instructions up and placed them on his desk with the envelope. Looking over at his digital clock he sighed, "8:45...an hour and 15 minutes...better get showered and hustle on over there"

After a quicker shower than he had planned, Max dressed in tee shirt, jeans and boots grabbed an apple to eat and hurried to the lobby to check out a map for directions to the ballroom. Reading the diagram on the wall, Max hurried into the massive ballroom to find himself the first one there...besides the stone golem testing out an instructional dvd, which he caught the beginning of on a suspended movie screen... "Howdy, Y'all! I'm Shawn Trautman and I'll be teaching you all the Achy Breachy Heart and The Boot Scootin' Boogie!".

"Hello!", Max greeted, as the golem stopped the dvd, "I'm Max Evans, ummm...reporting for duty".



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[info]alien_max
2008-06-28 11:32 pm UTC (link)
Max was very interested in where everyone was from,"Wow, England, Japan...both places I'd love to go...", he took another drink of the lemonade, that tasted suspiciously like his mother's lemonade, "...but, I'm sorry, I'm not really sure where Potidaea is. What country is it in?".

The break, if they timed it, lasted exactly 15 minutes. Then the golems came around to collect the towels and glasses and corral the people back into line. The steps were reviewed a few more times and then the golems removed the instructional video.

While the wooden golem readied another DVD, the stone golem held up a sign that read 'Assume position, wear hats, smile, enjoy'. A third golem had disappeared into a small room just inside the entrance.

Suddenly, the lights went out and red, white and blue spot lights came on, illuminating the line dancers. Then a swirl of rotating star-shaped lights started...followed by the screen above...

Ladies and Gentlemen, Billy Ray Cyrus!

The stone golem held up another sign that read 'DANCE NOW'.

There was a live Billy Ray Cyrus concert to dance to on the over head screen and more...what looked like hundreds of dedicated fans dancing the Achy Breaky heart right along with the five new students there in the ballroom.

You can tell the world you never was my girl,
You can burn my clothes up when I'm gone,
You can tell your friends just what a fool I've been,
And laugh and joke about me on the phone.

You can tell my arms go back to the farm,
You can tell my feet to hit the floor,
Or you can tell my lips to tell my fingertips,
They won't be reaching out for you no more.


This wasn't exactly Max's kind of music, but he hooked his thumbs in the front of his jeans and smiled a big, white smile as he danced. H had finally gotten the directions and the steps right and he was enjoying this...it felt strangely nice to be moving in sync with four other people. A bittersweet thought crossed his mind when he considered what Isabel and Michael would say is they saw him right now.

But don't tell my heart,
My achy breaky heart,
I just don't think he'd understand.
And if you tell my heart,
My achy breaky heart,
He might blow up and kill this man.

You can tell your Ma I moved to Arkansas,
You can tell your dog to bite my leg,
Or tell your brother Cliff whose fist can tell my lip,
He never really liked me anyway.

Or tell your Aunt Louise, tell anything you please,
Myself already knows I'm not O.K.,
Or you can tell my eyes to watch out for my mind,
It might be walking out on me today.

But don't tell my heart,
My achy breaky heart,
I just don't think he'd understand.
And if you tell my heart,
My achy breaky heart,
He might blow up and kill this man.

But don't tell my heart,
My achy breaky heart,
I just don't think he'd understand.
And if you tell my heart,
My achy breaky heart,
He might blow up and kill this man.


When it was over, Max actually clapped and patted Maxxie on the back. The lights came back up and a golem held up a sign 'Excellent Class'. Next sign...'Due to difficulties, No time for Boot Scootin Boogie'. Next sign...'Class Dismissed'.

Max quickly exchanged the foot torturing cowboy boots for his more comfy hiking boots and returned his cowboy hat. "It was very nice to meet everybody. I hope to see you all again around the ranch". Patting his abs, he grinned, "I'm going to head on over to the restaurant, I'm starving!".


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