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Post by raven on Aug 31, 2011 13:50:30 GMT -5
"I can't control myself," Raven whispered to him, and then she covered her mouth as she almost burst out laughing hysterically.
"Who does this? Who?" Raven said completely beside herself with hysterics. She gripped his arm tighter as Macbeth fell again.
((HAHA I just went with it))
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Post by Racetrack on Aug 31, 2011 14:24:18 GMT -5
((  Basically, my first lodging-house character was nicknamed Macbeth, and she was all angsty and hated the world. She was friends with an old version of Ershey and briefly dated an old version of Risk. Kind of scary how it's all connected.)) "Are they even Italian?" Race gasped between gales of laughter. If anyone here hadn't thought he and Rae were dating, they probably did now, because they were falling all over each other. "I swear Macduff's Swedish or something, and one of those witches had a French accent..." |
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Post by raven on Aug 31, 2011 14:29:02 GMT -5
Raven continued laughing, "Macbeth, Race...Macbeth," She managed to squeak out between fits of laughter.
((They are ridiculous))
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Post by Racetrack on Aug 31, 2011 14:36:54 GMT -5
((But I love them!))
"I know!" Race was almost crying from laughing so hard.
It was surprising that it took this long for a glaring usher to make his way over to them. "You will both calm down or leave this theater!" he whispered harshly, waving a warning finger.
Race's only reaction was to hide his face against the back of Rae's chair and whisper, "Is he gone yet?"
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Post by raven on Aug 31, 2011 14:50:09 GMT -5
"Yea," Raven said still laughing, "Come on..." She grabbed his hand and dragged him outside. Once in the alleyway she laughed so her she was in tears, clutching her stomach, doubled over.
"SO BAD!"
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Post by Racetrack on Aug 31, 2011 14:52:21 GMT -5
He collapsed against the wall, laughing until his stomach hurt, until he felt lightheaded and had to stop for breath. Then he wiped away the tears and looked up at her in a drunk, happy daze. "We should stay out here till the mad scene. Maybe we'll be sober by then."
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Post by raven on Aug 31, 2011 15:03:22 GMT -5
"Oh God! I dunno if I can handle it!" Raven was still laughing, she leaned against the wall as well, wiping tears from her eyes.
"Oh God...OH GOD." She clutched her stomach. She was definitely losing it.
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Post by Racetrack on Aug 31, 2011 15:06:33 GMT -5
"Think calm thoughts, Rae," Race advised, draping an arm around her. "Think of...nice calm water...with fish in it. Or...or think of dead puppies or something."
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Post by raven on Aug 31, 2011 15:22:11 GMT -5
"Dead puppies!" Raven looked up at him with wide eyes. "Racetrack Higgins that is fucked up. How dare you!?"
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Post by Racetrack on Aug 31, 2011 22:33:20 GMT -5
"But see, you've stopped laughing!" Race pointed out triumphantly.
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Post by raven on Sept 1, 2011 6:48:00 GMT -5
"Because you brought up dead puppies," She pouted and then started to smile.
"Okay...I might be ready to go back in."
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Post by Racetrack on Sept 1, 2011 10:10:59 GMT -5
"All right. Let's go for it," he agreed, standing just a bit shakily and lowering his voice. "But we gotta be really, really quiet." He crept beside her back in through the lobby and flashed their tickets at the theater door, looking around nervously for the angry usher.
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Post by raven on Sept 1, 2011 10:17:11 GMT -5
Raven hurried inside after him and took back her side. She yanked Racetrack into the seat next to her.
"Just in time," She whispered. "The madness is happening."
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Post by Racetrack on Sept 1, 2011 10:54:38 GMT -5
((Hahaha! I kind of want that to be the motto of my life now. "Just in time. The madness is happening."))
Race stared straight ahead, wide-eyed, as Lady Macbeth pranced around the stage, wringing her bloody hands and warbling, "Una macchia รจ qui tuttoraaaa!" Her pronunciation was so far off, and she tripped over her skirts so many times, that he started to suspect her of hitting the bottle between acts. He squeezed Raven's arm, knowing she was just as close to losing it again as he was.
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Post by raven on Sept 1, 2011 10:56:28 GMT -5
And she couldn't hold it in anymore, she just couldn't do it. Raven burst out laughing hysterically in the middle of the mad scene. Loud uncontrollable laughter erupted from her mouth and she could do nothing to stop it.
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Basically, my first lodging-house character was nicknamed Macbeth, and she was all angsty and hated the world. She was friends with an old version of Ershey and briefly dated an old version of Risk. Kind of scary how it's all connected.))