FASHun SHoeW
Sept 16, 2020 16:25:14 GMT -5
Post by LeMel on Sept 16, 2020 16:25:14 GMT -5
In a rather non descript courtyard in the most populated part of town, a little runway and stage quietly appeared. Various haphazard bouquets dotted the area and a number of chairs were laid out to one side. A sprinkling of very oversized lightning bugs also added to the sparse decor. Drapings of silver and crimson fabric lined the stage and marked a small judges table opposing the seating area. It sat devoid of life all morning and all day, drawing the occasional passerby to ruminate it’s purpose. Alas, the inhabitants of whazzit all knew that sometimes things on Planet just had no purpose. At some point during the clear, lazy day a small sign appeared.
FAShUN SHOeW 8pm was scribbled hastily across the front of it. This generated more talk, though no one could remember any sort of planning or discussion of such a thing. Surely if there was to be a fashion show someone would know about it. You couldn’t possibly hold an event with no participants. As the evening approached, a few chose to linger nearby just to see what was going to happen.
At approximately 7:30 three large, winged canines made their own silent appearance and, to the nervous surprise of some, lit some torches via some sort of magic. The area now illuminated, they took their place at the judges table and waited.
((welcome to speed demonhounds! Feel free to come to walk the runway or just sit in the audience. Please keep in mind the runway was put up very last minute and no one knows really what is going on. There's no planning out your special outfit for weeks. I want to post about every other day and wrap it up within two weeks.))
FAShUN SHOeW 8pm was scribbled hastily across the front of it. This generated more talk, though no one could remember any sort of planning or discussion of such a thing. Surely if there was to be a fashion show someone would know about it. You couldn’t possibly hold an event with no participants. As the evening approached, a few chose to linger nearby just to see what was going to happen.
At approximately 7:30 three large, winged canines made their own silent appearance and, to the nervous surprise of some, lit some torches via some sort of magic. The area now illuminated, they took their place at the judges table and waited.
((welcome to speed demonhounds! Feel free to come to walk the runway or just sit in the audience. Please keep in mind the runway was put up very last minute and no one knows really what is going on. There's no planning out your special outfit for weeks. I want to post about every other day and wrap it up within two weeks.))