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[attr="class","doradolyrics"]I'll connect the dots and you can tell me when to stop, but I'd rather keep on goin' than be somethin' that I'm not.
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Night arrived to encompass the Lorsette in darkness, allowing for some to be lulled to sleep during the festivities; December 31st was a special evening. Amidst the cities, homes were brightly lit as people gathered, their objective being to remain awake until the clock struck midnight. The new year would be welcomed in loud cheers, screamed countdowns to echo through a majority of houses. There would be parties to enjoy, which meant plenty of eligible people drunk on alcohol to flirt with. New Year's Eve oftentimes caused people to flock, particularly towards the homes of friends or occasionally bars in the outskirts of Lorsette. Despite being a meagre outskirts bar, the place was gorgeously decorated and polished for their New Year's Eve party. The main counter of the bar has festive hangings in gold, black and silver. Champaign bottles, clocks and stars were featured decorations, the TV even playing a New Year's Eve countdown. Balloons clung to the ceiling in the varying colours while others were tied to counters or corners where decorations were lacking.
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There were people already ordering drinks, a young, black-haired girl watching from behind the stage. A bubbly alcohol and soda mixture was stationed in her hand; her favourite, whisky and Dr. Pepper. Her position proved to be superior, allowing her an expansive view of the bar, but most particularly the front doors which constantly flung open. There were people entering to enjoy while others decided to leave or light a cigarette. A broad grin was evident on the woman's face as she planned to make her name, Aliana La Rosa, one to be lusted for. Their attention, admiration and desire granted the siren power, allowing her to accomplish her occupation smoother while getting some enjoyment out of it. These were the emotions she desired to transpire, the outfit she decided to where designed to display her curves and womanly features. The dress Aliana possessed a soft red with golden patterns trailing up the left, embracing her curves, showing the conventionally beautiful body beneath the fabric. There was a slit on the right side, revealing her flawless skin and well-shaven legs. The neck went down into a deep V-shape, making it evident that Aliana wished to reveal her assets.
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The siren's red eyes proceeded to observe the interactions of those inside the bar as she waited for everything to quiet and the lights to dim. Once that occurred, Aliana would be permitted to display herself on stage and the sing her chosen song of the evening. There were regulations given, the owner being adamant about avoiding songs with sexual tones, thus she picked a different route. She merely required the attention to be provided, her only job would be successfully flirting with the most divine or interesting pattern for the evening. The initial step would be securing a dance, then the remainder of the time would be spent flirting with the intended target. Quietly, she proceeded to scrutinize the various individuals who entered the bar, attempting to pick somebody who could possibly be amazed by her performance on stage. While she observed, she sipped from her cup, the sound of chatter and ice clinking against glass becoming evident; the conversation won the volume battle. Eventually, a hand gently tapped her shoulder as a young man with spectacles explained the bar would be quieted and she could sing. A wide smirk stretched across the siren's face as she answered with a simple nod.
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Afterwards, the man departed to tap the microphone to gain the attention of the bar's occupants. Another glance was taken around the bar while Aliana rose from her seat, setting her drink on the cheap, plastic table. Based on the decorations and cleanliness of the meagre outskirts bar, the siren guessed the extreme effort towards amazing their customers was a desperate attempt to gain loyal customers; the Golden Crown tended grab attention of most. Thus, making the hiring of a one-woman band being more affordable than attempting to get a variety of infamous performers. A simple instrumental track assisted with Aliana's alluring siren song ability would easily become eye-catching to those amidst the crowd. Once the introductions were completed, the young ravenette walked out onto the stage, a wide grin on her face. There were no words spoken from Aliana as she provided the crowd with a friendly wave. A moment of silent encompassed the bar, the siren gently grabbing the microphone until finally the instrumental began playing. The chosen song, Wanna Dance With Somebody by Whitney Huston, began with a friendly series of beats. With precision timing, Aliana began singing, her siren song filling the bar and gaining attention.
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Promptly, a smile touched Aliana's face as she walked around her pedestal, the stage, fixating her attention momentarily on the attractive faces she discovered amidst the crowd. Each note was hit, her siren song fueling persuasion behind each word to try and cajole those watching her to possibly ask for a dance or even attempt for flirtation. As she remained stage, her eyes occasionally flitted towards the door, still curious about new attendants to the show.
Night arrived to encompass the Lorsette in darkness, allowing for some to be lulled to sleep during the festivities; December 31st was a special evening. Amidst the cities, homes were brightly lit as people gathered, their objective being to remain awake until the clock struck midnight. The new year would be welcomed in loud cheers, screamed countdowns to echo through a majority of houses. There would be parties to enjoy, which meant plenty of eligible people drunk on alcohol to flirt with. New Year's Eve oftentimes caused people to flock, particularly towards the homes of friends or occasionally bars in the outskirts of Lorsette. Despite being a meagre outskirts bar, the place was gorgeously decorated and polished for their New Year's Eve party. The main counter of the bar has festive hangings in gold, black and silver. Champaign bottles, clocks and stars were featured decorations, the TV even playing a New Year's Eve countdown. Balloons clung to the ceiling in the varying colours while others were tied to counters or corners where decorations were lacking.
[break][break]
There were people already ordering drinks, a young, black-haired girl watching from behind the stage. A bubbly alcohol and soda mixture was stationed in her hand; her favourite, whisky and Dr. Pepper. Her position proved to be superior, allowing her an expansive view of the bar, but most particularly the front doors which constantly flung open. There were people entering to enjoy while others decided to leave or light a cigarette. A broad grin was evident on the woman's face as she planned to make her name, Aliana La Rosa, one to be lusted for. Their attention, admiration and desire granted the siren power, allowing her to accomplish her occupation smoother while getting some enjoyment out of it. These were the emotions she desired to transpire, the outfit she decided to where designed to display her curves and womanly features. The dress Aliana possessed a soft red with golden patterns trailing up the left, embracing her curves, showing the conventionally beautiful body beneath the fabric. There was a slit on the right side, revealing her flawless skin and well-shaven legs. The neck went down into a deep V-shape, making it evident that Aliana wished to reveal her assets.
[break][break]
The siren's red eyes proceeded to observe the interactions of those inside the bar as she waited for everything to quiet and the lights to dim. Once that occurred, Aliana would be permitted to display herself on stage and the sing her chosen song of the evening. There were regulations given, the owner being adamant about avoiding songs with sexual tones, thus she picked a different route. She merely required the attention to be provided, her only job would be successfully flirting with the most divine or interesting pattern for the evening. The initial step would be securing a dance, then the remainder of the time would be spent flirting with the intended target. Quietly, she proceeded to scrutinize the various individuals who entered the bar, attempting to pick somebody who could possibly be amazed by her performance on stage. While she observed, she sipped from her cup, the sound of chatter and ice clinking against glass becoming evident; the conversation won the volume battle. Eventually, a hand gently tapped her shoulder as a young man with spectacles explained the bar would be quieted and she could sing. A wide smirk stretched across the siren's face as she answered with a simple nod.
[break][break]
Afterwards, the man departed to tap the microphone to gain the attention of the bar's occupants. Another glance was taken around the bar while Aliana rose from her seat, setting her drink on the cheap, plastic table. Based on the decorations and cleanliness of the meagre outskirts bar, the siren guessed the extreme effort towards amazing their customers was a desperate attempt to gain loyal customers; the Golden Crown tended grab attention of most. Thus, making the hiring of a one-woman band being more affordable than attempting to get a variety of infamous performers. A simple instrumental track assisted with Aliana's alluring siren song ability would easily become eye-catching to those amidst the crowd. Once the introductions were completed, the young ravenette walked out onto the stage, a wide grin on her face. There were no words spoken from Aliana as she provided the crowd with a friendly wave. A moment of silent encompassed the bar, the siren gently grabbing the microphone until finally the instrumental began playing. The chosen song, Wanna Dance With Somebody by Whitney Huston, began with a friendly series of beats. With precision timing, Aliana began singing, her siren song filling the bar and gaining attention.
[break][break]
Promptly, a smile touched Aliana's face as she walked around her pedestal, the stage, fixating her attention momentarily on the attractive faces she discovered amidst the crowd. Each note was hit, her siren song fueling persuasion behind each word to try and cajole those watching her to possibly ask for a dance or even attempt for flirtation. As she remained stage, her eyes occasionally flitted towards the door, still curious about new attendants to the show.
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