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one. I'M NOT A FIEND I'M NOT A FIEND - backstage
Patricia, I'm gonna need you and Rebecca to figure out what your problems are and work together. You're supposed to be loving sisters.
[ Ghilley is... talking to his chest. Or more specifically, to the chest plate that he's currently trying to ratchet into place as his fake boobs seem bound and determined to take his breastuation in two different artistic directions.
for someone who claimed he was too shy to be in public in front of people, Ghilley sure is really comfortable being 80% naked in the backstage prep areas as he gets his face on, full pink glitter beard included because it'll be a cold day in hell before the chin strap comes off--but if you need a helping hand getting yourself put together, he's here for you babygirl. you're just also gonna have to deal with 40% ass cheek until he's done with his undercarriage building. ]
two. (that's exactly what a fiend would say) - lip sync realness
[ have you ever thought 'I'd like to see what a Poke Lass uniform would look like if it was worn by the bubblegum hyperpop offspring of Hatsune Miku and Ironmouse?' Ghilley is a vision in pink and blue in his miniskirt and cotton candy demon wig. he's short and stocky--he will never have the legs or silhouette for Queen, but he can pull off Nightmare Pixie Dreamgremlin with Big Tits just fine. he knows you people are into that. and his winged eyeliner could kill a man if the sparkly molotov cocktail didn't get him first.
when it's time for Ghilley's lip sync he's happily trotting out with his helpers and a prop--for anyone that lives with Ghilley, Ghilley does not own a Spheal, but that sure is a Spheal in a cheerful pink tophat and Mochi the Great White Tsuchinoko, who's giving his best Seel realness with a horn on his forehead and no legs. the prop is a shiny blue boombox that he sets down so that Mochi can hop up on it at the stage corner while the Mystery Spheal pats at it with a cute widdle flipper.
Ghilley starts his lip sync with a perfectly normal song and a fun little dance to go with it. he clearly spent a few sleepless nights learning how to do good, convincing mouthshapes, he's lookin' fly and feelin' coordinated--
and then the boombox 'explodes' with a paff of white powder and the music cuts off. Mochi sneezes. the Spheal appears to be mildly dusted with babypowder. ]
Oh, uh, hold please, lemme talk to my tech crew--
[ and then he's trotting over to 'confer' with the Orb Twins. Spheal pats the boombox faster. Mochi rolls off of it with a squeak. with a dramatic sigh, Ghilley rises and shrugs. ]
I guess you get what you pay for, but lucky for us, the internet didn't raise no fool, and I came prepared [ dramatic pose! ] with a backup!
I think, given our modern society and how often werewolves, therewolves, and rude old people with bad haircuts are a problem, that it's important that every man, woman, ambiguous squiggle, and Dave at the bar--hi baby, love the vest--know how to protect themselves! So I'd like to show you a few tips and tricks with the help of a Mysterious Assailant--oh, Mysterious Assailant~!
[ for all four inches that Ghilley's gained with platform shoes,Wrio the wolf-mask wearing Mysterious Assailant wore his usual platform shitkicker boots so Ghilley's still barely eye to eye with the man's (generously displayed and lightly glitter-dusted) nipples. the Mysterious Assailant looks like a Team Rocket member took an unfortunate left turn at a Hot Topic and ended up in the kind of skinny jeans used to summon some sort of Old Scenekid god, and also he's just. not wearing a shirt. like you do. ]
Now always remember to sing!
[ and thus we hit part two of the lip sync where Ghilley's three AM forays into old movie quote compilations gives him a whole routine to work through, but... well. Sandra Bullock is a very tall woman in very tall shoes with a man her size. Ghilley is stealing four inches of height for all the good it does on a man who's in the upper 6', and his recreation of the self-defense tips reflects it. he waves the assailant down so he can elbow him in the nose, 'stands' on his instep with both feet while holding a bicep to steady himself, and when it comes time for 'g', well... you don't punch art. especially art in a committed relationship.
afterwards, Ghilley takes a bow. ]
Thank you, thank you--team, let's Rollout! [ and then Spheal activates like a sleeper agent, beginning to orb up and spin in place as Ghilley 'seems' to realize something. ]
... oh hell. Cheese it, Mysterious Assailant!
[ and then he just fireman carries the full man up over his shoulders, the Glory of Meropide pointed towards the audience as Ghilley takes off in his heels stage right, pursued by a Spheal rolling at a surprising speed with Mochi bouncing up the rear. ]
three. YOU'RE KILLING ME, KILLING ME - wildcard
[ if you need a neon helper for group events Ghilley's quick on learning choreography even if he doesn't know the difference between larboard and starboard without holding his fingers up in 'L's. otherwise, after his lip sync and general show participation, he's gonna go find a place to cool off and have a gay celebratory cocktail in that his ankles aren't broken today. ]
Patricia, I'm gonna need you and Rebecca to figure out what your problems are and work together. You're supposed to be loving sisters.
[ Ghilley is... talking to his chest. Or more specifically, to the chest plate that he's currently trying to ratchet into place as his fake boobs seem bound and determined to take his breastuation in two different artistic directions.
for someone who claimed he was too shy to be in public in front of people, Ghilley sure is really comfortable being 80% naked in the backstage prep areas as he gets his face on, full pink glitter beard included because it'll be a cold day in hell before the chin strap comes off--but if you need a helping hand getting yourself put together, he's here for you babygirl. you're just also gonna have to deal with 40% ass cheek until he's done with his undercarriage building. ]
two. (that's exactly what a fiend would say) - lip sync realness
[ have you ever thought 'I'd like to see what a Poke Lass uniform would look like if it was worn by the bubblegum hyperpop offspring of Hatsune Miku and Ironmouse?' Ghilley is a vision in pink and blue in his miniskirt and cotton candy demon wig. he's short and stocky--he will never have the legs or silhouette for Queen, but he can pull off Nightmare Pixie Dreamgremlin with Big Tits just fine. he knows you people are into that. and his winged eyeliner could kill a man if the sparkly molotov cocktail didn't get him first.
when it's time for Ghilley's lip sync he's happily trotting out with his helpers and a prop--for anyone that lives with Ghilley, Ghilley does not own a Spheal, but that sure is a Spheal in a cheerful pink tophat and Mochi the Great White Tsuchinoko, who's giving his best Seel realness with a horn on his forehead and no legs. the prop is a shiny blue boombox that he sets down so that Mochi can hop up on it at the stage corner while the Mystery Spheal pats at it with a cute widdle flipper.
Ghilley starts his lip sync with a perfectly normal song and a fun little dance to go with it. he clearly spent a few sleepless nights learning how to do good, convincing mouthshapes, he's lookin' fly and feelin' coordinated--
and then the boombox 'explodes' with a paff of white powder and the music cuts off. Mochi sneezes. the Spheal appears to be mildly dusted with babypowder. ]
Oh, uh, hold please, lemme talk to my tech crew--
[ and then he's trotting over to 'confer' with the Orb Twins. Spheal pats the boombox faster. Mochi rolls off of it with a squeak. with a dramatic sigh, Ghilley rises and shrugs. ]
I guess you get what you pay for, but lucky for us, the internet didn't raise no fool, and I came prepared [ dramatic pose! ] with a backup!
I think, given our modern society and how often werewolves, therewolves, and rude old people with bad haircuts are a problem, that it's important that every man, woman, ambiguous squiggle, and Dave at the bar--hi baby, love the vest--know how to protect themselves! So I'd like to show you a few tips and tricks with the help of a Mysterious Assailant--oh, Mysterious Assailant~!
[ for all four inches that Ghilley's gained with platform shoes,
Now always remember to sing!
[ and thus we hit part two of the lip sync where Ghilley's three AM forays into old movie quote compilations gives him a whole routine to work through, but... well. Sandra Bullock is a very tall woman in very tall shoes with a man her size. Ghilley is stealing four inches of height for all the good it does on a man who's in the upper 6', and his recreation of the self-defense tips reflects it. he waves the assailant down so he can elbow him in the nose, 'stands' on his instep with both feet while holding a bicep to steady himself, and when it comes time for 'g', well... you don't punch art. especially art in a committed relationship.
afterwards, Ghilley takes a bow. ]
Thank you, thank you--team, let's Rollout! [ and then Spheal activates like a sleeper agent, beginning to orb up and spin in place as Ghilley 'seems' to realize something. ]
... oh hell. Cheese it, Mysterious Assailant!
[ and then he just fireman carries the full man up over his shoulders, the Glory of Meropide pointed towards the audience as Ghilley takes off in his heels stage right, pursued by a Spheal rolling at a surprising speed with Mochi bouncing up the rear. ]
three. YOU'RE KILLING ME, KILLING ME - wildcard
[ if you need a neon helper for group events Ghilley's quick on learning choreography even if he doesn't know the difference between larboard and starboard without holding his fingers up in 'L's. otherwise, after his lip sync and general show participation, he's gonna go find a place to cool off and have a gay celebratory cocktail in that his ankles aren't broken today. ]