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 Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2014 10:38 pm
 This party was rocking. The music was so loud Shrill X could hardly hear herself think and the press of dancing bodies was like one entity, swaying and shifting to every beat. In the very middle of the throng, Shrill could forget everything else and simply focus in on the dance. Whoever had set this place up would deserve some serious props later. The old warehouse was unrecognizable. Eventually even Shrill had needed a break and she pushed her way through the other dancers, towards the makeshift bar. She grabbed a cup of water, saluted the bartender and dumped the whole lot of it on her head, giving a whoop of delight at the cool liquid. Crates lined the wall to be used as chairs and she popped herself down on one of them (but only after pushing somebody else off). A little break and then she’d get right back into it.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 5:23 pm
 The music continued grooving until the song ended. The crowd calmed down a bit, able to take a few breaths now that the mass had paused. The impromptu DJ was leaning over, a phony in the shadows whispering to him as well as slipping him a few bills. The DJ nodded, giving a grin as he moved to put on a few different tracks. The phony moved towards the dance floor, slipping in between the milling bodies as they waited for the music to start. Suddenly a spot light hit the floor and a purple stallion stood there striking a pose. He was....well....SHORT. There was no getting around that. The purple phony was on the small side, his sides were decorated with intricate dance patterns. His light blue hair framed his face nicely with sky blue eyes to match. But size mattered not to Macarena, he was full of energy and only dancing would quell this fire. "Alright mi amigos and amigas! Lets at some spice to this party! DJ hit it!" he pointed to the DJ who hit the music and a Latin techno beat filled the air. Now the small stallion showed his true talent as he broke into an amazing samba. He grabbed the nearest mare, spinning and dipping her before moving on to the next mare. He was fast, he was confidant, and he knew his moves. Soon mares were lining up to dance with the sizzling new stallion as he sang his heart out to the beat and incorporated all his best Latin moves to the thumping electronic beat.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 7:00 pm
It was the new music that caught her attention. Shrill X swivelled around on her crate to check it out, wondering what the hell the DJ was doing throwing in the latin beat. Her hoof began tapping in time to the music. Heck, this wasn’t all that bad. She could totally get a groove on to this. She could only see a bit of the action from where she was, but that small stallion seemed to be one hell of a pocket rocket. He had some serious moves and she was always ready to burn the floor with the best of them. Shrill X grinned and headed back into the crowd, shouldering past anyone who didn’t get out of her way. “Oi, short stuff!” She yelled over the music, shoving her way in front of the stallion. “Show me what you've got!”
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2014 3:24 pm
Mac was having a blast, his moves brought all the mares to his yard. Several were giggling and trying to get more dance time with him when a white mare with wild hair shouldered her way forward. Mac stopped on the beat, grinning at her boldness and her challenge. This chica would be fun. "Baby I hope you are wearing your hard hat because you and me are about to tear up this floor!" he called out with his thick latin accent and grabbed her in a spin. He pointed to the DJ as a beat broke out a hot beat. Mac then proceeded to lead Shrill in a dance that would be fast and sexy even for the shorter stallion.
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2014 10:39 pm
“That line doesn’t make any sense,” Shrill X yelled back, but she was grinning and his accent did get her motor going. She didn’t know how to samba, but she could groove and if it meant swinging her butt around, then she was ready to give it her all. Sure, she didn’t have the curves of some Latino girl, but she had the fire! She let him lead when she wasn’t sure what the next steps might be, but once she got the hang of it, Shrill was trying to show him how it was done. By the time the song came to an end, she was out of breath and sweating, not even able to give some snappy comment.
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Posted: Fri Sep 26, 2014 1:52 pm
Mac didn't have time to hear her confusion about his saying before he had grabbed her and was cutting a rug. The mare didn't know all the steps but that was ok, she made up for it with energy and passion for the dance floor. That was all that mattered to the short stallion. Dancing was his true passion, like his siblings, each had their own brand they loved more than anything. His was latin dances, anything the a salsa beat! As she got the hang of the moves he grinned at the challenge of her trying to lead or show him the next move. Ah he loved a chica that took the reigns! Around the floor they danced, Mac didn't even switch partners this time! He danced with Shrill until the last beat flowed from their bodies and both were breathless. He grinned at her and winked. "You see chica, this is how Macarena always leaves his mares. Out of breath, sweating, and totally satisfied."
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2014 12:47 am
Shrill X gave a breathless laugh and waved a hoof at him. "Well… you can dance, I’ll give you that. Hopefully you do other things… just as well." She eventually caught her breath and gave his shoulder a nudge. "Come on, I’ll buy you a drink." Without waiting to see if he’d follow, she set off for the bar.
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2014 9:00 pm
Mac smiled as the mare complimented his dancing, which was his passion in life other than chicas. Following the female to the bar he took a seat at bar. He ordered his favorite drink, a good sized margarita. "So chica, tell me you name. I'm a bit new to this club. Normally I'm hosting dance parties at my dance studio."
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2014 3:52 am
She nodded approvingly at the margarita. "That'll go down nice. Hey, bartender, hit me with a Black Russian!" The mix of vodka and kahlua is quickly placed in front of her alongside Mac's drink. "Shrill X." She answered with a grin. "You've gotta have heard of me, yeah? I'm all over this scene!" Her drink goes down in three big gulps, burning its way down her throat and then going straight to her head. "WOAH. That's got some kick!"
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