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Post by Elliot Nathaniel Merrick on Apr 17, 2012 11:09:09 GMT -5
HOT AND DANGEROUS
if you're one of us, then roll with us![/color] Elli had not been expecting the poor boy to have a panic attack. To be perfectly honest he'd thought the whole 'Haven't been outside since I was fourteen' was a joke. An attempt at dry humor. But lo and behold Micah had gone into a full blown panic attack when he got him halfway down the steps. Elli had reacted quickly and handed over his special "smelling salts" and instructed Micah how to take them. After the boy had done so, quite well for a first timer actually, he waited a good ten minutes before ushering the boy out of the house and down the three flights of steps at the apartment complex. Thankfully the boy was light enough that it didn't make Elli undsteady in his four and a half inch Loubutins. He got Micah into the passenger seat of his Barbie pink BMW convertible and climbed into the driver's seat. Mercifully there wasn't the first-time-user puking in Micah's case and the boy seemed to be in a relaxed oblivion by the time they arrived to the Barking Legs Theater.
He helped the feminine, thin boy to his feet and half-carried him through the doors of the theater. When he entered his whole demenor changed and one could tell Elli was relaxed and at ease. Queen Beah, the lead drag queen of the theater and Elli's mentor, was sitting at the bar with a cosmo and stack of bills. Every time the brown-skinned woman looked at a new bill she took a sip of the bitter alcohol. Typical Queen Beah style, actually. She looked up as Elli came in and raised a painted on eyebrow at the boy he was holding up. "What in the name of Liza are you doin, suga?" Elli's mentor was on her feet and walking towards them with poise and grace. She stopped less than two feet from Micah and seemed to be sizing him up before turning to Elli for an explanation.
"Oh you know, had to drug him and technically kidnap him." Elli said in a tone one would use to describe the weather.
"Wa-Wait, WHAT THE HELL? Elli, you kidnapped the boy? Oh Mother Tammy Faye!" Elli giggled at the expression on Queen Beah's face as he continued hauling Micah towards the dressing rooms. He sat Micah down in one of the chairs and smiled at him as he laid out a plethora of makeup. He looked at Micah's eye color and laid out a few red and rust toned bottles of powders.
"Now, Micah, I'm going to make you fabulous! Hold as still as possible, okay, darling?" Elli said softly as he pulled out a glue stick
He started by using the glue stick to glue down Micah's eyebrows. He took a transluscent powder and dusted it over Micah's eyebrows before running concealer all over his face and neck. He blended the concealer with a fluffy brush and then began penciling in the eyebrows. He took a brown eyeliner color and a thin, angled brush and began dutifully applying it on until the 'shocked' expression was perfect. After this he applied a very light, gold tone eyeshadow all over the eye before he took a white and used it as a highlight on the browbones. He took a blackish brown eyeliner and made a faux eye crease and filled it in. He stood back to admire his work as he smiled at Micah. He went back to work, his hands quick from experience, and applied a deep, smoky gunmetal color and did an extravagant cat eyeliner job. He lined the lower eye with a white pencil to use as another highlighter. Then he did a black line underneath the white to open up Micah's eyes. He pulled out a pack of style 199 false eyelashes and applied them close to Micah's natural lash line.
Then it was time for the face. He took an old cellphone bill and placed it against Micah's cheeks, making a sharp contouring line with a dark blush. He added highlights and contouring lines all over Micah's face to give him a sharpened look. After that he took a deep, red liner and applied it on Micah's full lips before filling in the liner with a matching lipstick. He dipped a brush in red glitter and sprinkled it lightly over the color. Finally he clipped in some black and red colored fake hair into Micah's hair. After that he debated on what to stick the boy in. He took him to the dress room and helped him into a pair of tights and a dance belt to keep his boys down enough to wear a dress. After which he placed Micah in a dress with prints of vintage rock and roll posters at the bottom, a pair of spiked Loubutins, a leather cropped jacket, various jewelry, and finally a headband with a flower made out of zippers. When he took Micah back into the main room, he kept his hands over Micah's eyes until they were infront of the mirror after that he stepped back to admire his work.
"Oh, Micah, or should I say Kittie Wilde?! You look simply stunning! What do you think?" He smiled, knowing the boy would be floored.
W E A R E W H O W E A R E! [/color] |
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Post by micah on Apr 17, 2012 15:34:29 GMT -5
Micah had not actually expected to be forced to leave his house. He thought he made his point very clear that he didn’t want to leave his house, but Elli… rather Miss Leopard escorted him down the stairs. The poor boy just wasn’t able to cope. The sunlight hit him and shook him up really bad. His eyes began to water and tears fell from him. He didn’t want the freedom. It was scary. He clung close to the drag queen as they reentered his home. Micah continued to cry. It was far too close to danger for him. But the new friend had a plan. She gave him special smelling salts for him to breathe in, which he did as instructed. Taking deep, deep breaths of it, he soon felt his body loosen. His mind wandering freely. There was no more fear in him. He tried to sit up and stand, but his body could hardly contain it. He fell into his drag friend. Luckily, she seemed prepared, practically picking him up and transporting him to the pink car. It was adorable. Kind of like the old toy remote control cars that Barbie used to sit in. Nonetheless, Micah found himself in the front seat of it.
The boy closed his eyes as the engine revved and they took off. His mind was in other places. Where? Even he didn’t know. He hummed softly, playing with his own soft skin. It was like touching a baby. “I’m so soft,” he remarked, turning his head languidly to Elli. His body seemed to react a touch slower than his mind was, and since his mind was delayed as well, there seemed to be a pretty large gap in actions. They pulled into the Barking Legs and the boy made his delayed climb out of the car. He forced himself to Leopard’s side again, holding on tight so he wouldn’t fall. There, he muttered about this and that with no real purpose in his words. He felt as if he was not actually there. Like this was a dream and he was still at home. He was okay with all of it.
Micah stumbled next to him into the Barking Legs. Seeing a chocolate colored woman counting money, she was gorgeous. She was sipping some drink as she did it. She saw the two and came over, and ever an exchange between her and Leopard (that Micah really didn’t pay attention to), the friend pulled him out to the back room. Sitting Micah down, he was pampered. Little by little, his features changed into that of a female. He became a totally new person. After it was over, Micah was brought to a mirror and displayed in front of it.
Micah Blackburn, or Kittie Wilde as her new persona would be, looked at herself. Her black hair fell down and her red hair extensions added accent. Her eyes sparkled with the glitter from the makeup. She was fabulous, just as Elli had said. “I… I’m a girl!” His naturally feminine voice did wonders for the look.
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Post by Elliot Nathaniel Merrick on Apr 17, 2012 18:01:12 GMT -5
HOT AND DANGEROUS
if you're one of us, then roll with us![/color] It was quite endearing, really, to deal with a person who was high on Ketamine for the first time. He remembered his first time was magical. The feeling of being totally at peace and separate from the world. It's one of the reasons why he got addicted, actually. The feeling was something he began to crave. An escape from reality was more his addiction than anything. And any means that got him there was a welcome release.
"HA! Wow, Micah. Quite the lightweight, aren't you?" Elli asked in an upperclass, Manhattanite accent.
He was shocked that Queen Beah hadn't made him usher the boy out immediately. And it wasn't as though he actually kidnapped Micah. The boy had been willing to come. He just needed a recreational nudge to get him loosened up enough to leave his house. In fact, it was something Elli had come to pity on the boy. He wouldn't bear to be stuck in his home all the time. Of course, Elli had no idea what said boy had gone through and what made him seem so frightened of the world. True there were things to be frightened of. Lots of things, but that didn't stop him from exploring the universe.
He came back to reality as he continued to paint up Micah's face. A soft smile graced his pink lips as he applied a line of contouring powder down Micah's nose. He bit his lip and scrunched up his nose in that supposedly adorable way he did he when was deep in thought. When the Ketamine wore off he'd need to figure out some way to keep the boy from freaking out. Maybe if he got some booze in tiny Micah's body that would take some of the edge off. He snapped his fingers and a short, redhead appeared in the doorway.
"Mattykins, will you go fetch me two appletinis, please?" One could hear love in Elli's tone as he smiled pleasantly at the impish, feminine man leaning on the door frame.
"I am not your maid, Skrink. But sure, why not. It's not like I'm in the middle of a design or anything. Also, who's the newbie?" Elli stuck his tongue out at the irritated tone in Matty's voice. He smiled and brushed some of the hair from Micah's face, his fingertips lingering on the boy's collar bone in an almost taunting move towards the redhead.
"His name is Micah and he's my new protege. Isn't he just beautiful?" Elli smirked, his eyebrow raised in questioning defiance.
Matty simply flipped him off and stalked away, only to be replaced by a rather frightened looking Queen Beah. The drag queen hovered in the doorway for a few moments before swearing and stomping away, though still delicately graceful as she did so. Elli chuckled under his breath as he continued working on Micah's makeup. After he was finished and had gotten the boy dressed he was worried that Micah wouldn't like it.
His reaction surprised him and he couldn't help but giggle. A very ditzy blonde type noise. He patted Micah's arm and turned him around, slowly since he was fairly sure Micah wasn't used to heels. He carefully fixed a few small flaws in the outfit about the same time Matty returned with the appletinis. He set them down and turned on his heel. Elli rolled his eyes and handed the appletini to Micah and took the other for himself.
"To Kittie Wilde! And a fabulous new career in drag!" He raised his glass towards the boy, grinning at Micah's feminine voice.
W E A R E W H O W E A R E! [/color] |
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Post by micah on Apr 17, 2012 21:31:13 GMT -5
Micah had no thought of where he was going on the way to the club. He was strictly in the now. And even that was a stretch. His heart rate was slowed and he was close to falling asleep by the hum of the engine. It calmed him more. His eyes were glazed with high. His arms fell limply into his lap, as he tried to sit up more. His body just wouldn’t handle it. It demanded he stay laid back and calm. He remained this way until the pulled up. The Barking Legs was a funny name, he thought to himself. Legs don’t bark. It seemed awfully silly to him.
So in the room, Micah was getting his first makeover. He became gorgeous with Elli’s skilled hands. They worked on this and that with an expert pace. He reached out to press his hands on Elli’s shoulders to help keep himself somewhat connected to reality. Everything still was going around and a bit away from him. His body felt as if it was heavy. And he wasn’t really focused on what the people around him were doing, so when another person entered, he was shocked. The impish looking boy seemed to look down upon him. He didn’t seem to like that Micah was there. He left for something called an appletini. Micah didn’t know what it was, but he liked apples, so he wasn’t complaining.
Secondly, the chocolate woman from before was there. She didn’t seem happy. No, instead, she cursed and left. Micah looked down, wondering what the matter was. Then he realized it was probably him. “I don’t think they like me,” he muttered looking up at the friend he had gathered in his day. His hands that were still on his shoulders, rubbed softly to help distract him. This was why he learned to hide away to begin with. It was to avoid people who just didn’t like him.
Micah wobbled in heels, leaning on to Elli more, as he was turned to the mirror. Gently he smiled, reaching for the appletini when it was brought over. He raised it with Elli before sipping it. It tasted sweet like apples but had a slight tang of alcohol. He smiled. It was nice. “And to yummy drinks,” he giggled.
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Post by Elliot Nathaniel Merrick on Apr 24, 2012 11:35:14 GMT -5
HOT AND DANGEROUS
if you're one of us, then roll with us![/color] As Elli worked furiously on transforming the meek, goth-esque boy into a female phenomenon many of the Queens who were performing that night peeked into the room. Finding excuses to come into the room, after which they'd stand and stare. On more than one occasion he had to run people off because they were stifling his creativity. He sighed loudly as he heard another set of footsteps entering the room. When he looked up and saw it was his arch-nemesis Richie Rich. His stony, pointed glare towards the bleach blonde was returned with a smirk. Elli turned back to Micah's makeup, hoping to defuse the situation by ignoring him. But instead of hearing heels clicking away he heard the rustle of material as Richie came to stand beside him. Elli gritting his teeth as he worked on Micah's eyes makeup, trying his best not to look at the queen beside him. He knew by the soft rustling of crinoline that he was in drag. Elli glanced up and sure enough Richie was in drag, dressed as Anita Pill. He gave a pointed look at the queen's knees.
"Nice to see you've recovered quickly, Anita." Elli said with a purposefully even tone.
"What the devil are you talking about, Elliot?" Elli mentally cursed the queen's perfected British accent. Elli smirked dutifully back at her.
"From the plastic surgery you had to fix up those worn out knees of yours, sweetie." Elli said without missing a beat.
"You fucking asshole! I am not some cheap ten dollar slut!" Anita snapped back at Elli.
"Not a smart idea to raise your prices in the middle of a recession, honey." Elli commented back and smirked as he heard stomping out of the room with a loud, hispanic swear aimed at him.
Elli laughed softly before working on Micah's makeup some more. It was a harrowing, long process. But it was one of the only times that Elli was able to relax without drugs. He felt totally at peace whenever he was doing makeup, and a lot of the girls relied on him to do their makeup before show time. He sang a song softly under his breath, an old RuPaul song, and it would be shocking to most to find out he was capable of singing. He had always been a lip-singer. Not entirely confident in his singing abilities despite having been formally trained when he was a kid by the top teacher in Manhattan. One who had been a tutor to Christina Aguilera and Britney Spears to name a few of his high-class clientel. Elli alternated singing and humming as he applied the finishing touches. Micah was naturally beautiful and had all the sharp-angular features needed to pull off good drag makeup. His heart sunk a little as he heard Micah say no one liked him. Well, that was a load of posh. The queens were merely checking out their competition. Matty hated anyone having Elli's attention. And Queen Beah, bless her, was just informed she could be an accomplice to kidnapping charges.
"That's a load of posh, darling. Queen Beah will absolutely adore you once she gets to know you. Right now she's just worried you'll press charges on us for kidnapping. And she's worked far too hard in her career to be arrested and become a prison bitch. The other girls are just curious as to who the new meat is. Matty is my jealous...partner. And Anita is just a tired old, addicted whore. More of a hanger-oner than anything." Elli said softly before placing a reassuring kiss on Micah's temple.
When he managed to get the boy upright and into heels he smiled at the astonished look on Micah's face. It was nice to see someone appreciated his talents. He was quite taken with the boy already. And he saw a rough, untouched potential in him if he'd allow Elli to take the reigns. He could easily, with Queen Beah's assistance of course, turn Micah aka Kittie Wilde into a fabulous superstar. And then maybe he'd have the respect of the girls. He wasn't too experienced in this himself. After all it had only been three years he'd been into drag and only a year since Queen Beah took him as a mentoree. He raised his own glass before taking a tentative sip of it. He looked up in the mirror to see Queen Beah standing in the doorway with a shocked expression on her face. Elli bowed and gestured to Micah. His expression was hopeful, desperately seeking the queen's approval.
"Wow, Elliot. She looks beautiful! I really love the angle you used for her. Kittie Wilde, is it? Hello, suga, I'm Queen Beah. I'll be mentoring you and Elli in the school of drag. It's a pleasure to make your aquaintence." One could tell that this praise was all Elli needed. He absolutely beamed when Queen Beah complimented him. He wrapped an arm around Micah's waist and smiled. This odd trio was going to take over the world someday. At least the world of drag. And Elli was excited to have such an important part in it.
W E A R E W H O W E A R E! [/color] |
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