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As the first strains of "The Stripper" played, the stage manager knocked on the burlesque queen's door with a shout, "One minute, Miss Butterfly!!" Of course these words were never heard.

In the dressing room where she would soon be found, her lifeless body lay on the floor in a pool of blood. A large knife sticking out of her chest, had been driven in with such force,that it had nailed her to the floor.

In a feeble attempt to free herself before she bled to death, she flailed her arms back and forth. When the EMTs lifted her body onto the stretcher, they noticed the marks on the floor resembled a bloody snow angel. And for whatever reason, the killer pealed the star pasties from her nipples and super glued them on to her eyes.

A remark was made but no one remembers who said it, "Well, there's one Butterfly that will never flit around again." One of the older cops was heard singing an old Doris Day tune from the 50s....."Hey There, You With The Stars In Your Eyes."

Murder is a definite show stopper. All the strippers, comics, and musicians were trying to get a glimpse of what was happening. There was screaming and crying. The place was one huge chaotic mess. Standing in back of the crowd was the wardrobe lady, stout, fiftish, unobtrusive .....but if you looked closer, you might have noticed a glimpse of a quick smile passing over her lips.

(I put this up as a start to a murder mystery...as you can tell ...the perp could be the old lady...she was my choice but I love twists and turns...I love Agatha Christie's mystries...never could figure who the murder was....there are so many great writers on this site, so I think we can have some fun with this...you can be as serious or comedic as you want and we will see how it turns out...Anyone wanna play?) Kacee

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Kacee Huggs


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The following comments are for "Hey There, You With The Stars On Your Eyes"
by Nitz Kitty

I will
Also standing there was the stage door guard with a look in his eyes that would make one wonder if they looked.

( Posted by: chapter1 [Member] On: March 10, 2005 )

Me too! I want to play! This sounds fun!
As all the other strippers, comedians and musicians watched in shear awe as she was taken away on a stretcher, her ex boyfriend appeared on the scene.

"What's going on?" Eric replied obliviously. His hands were in his pockets and he had a worriesome expression on his face.

"Your ex ran into a bad apple." Jack, one of the comedians standing beside him, sighed. Eric's eyes widened.

"Owww." Silvia, one of the other strippers, cried out. "Quit poking me Eric. What's that in your pocket anyway?"

"Nothing... there's nothing there. I have to go... My butterfly may need me." His eyes darted frantically around the room as he casually made his way to the door.

"Don't you find him a bit odd today?" Silvia stated.

"Today? When isn't he odd?" Jasmine, another stipper friend, questioned.

"Don't you think he's acting wierd enough? Maybe he did it." Silvia suggested.

"Eric? Why would he want to kill his own ex? They usually get along pretty good." Jasmine said.

"Yeah well maybe, but since she started staying later nights, maybe he felt she was being too kind to Mr. Derickson, our boss." Silvia spoke out.

"Yeah... well maybe..." Jasmine hesitated.

Behind them, Jessica, the wardrobe lady, listened intently to the conversation of Silvia and Jasmine. And with a quick giggle, she made her way back stage.

( Posted by: cutiepieus2024 [Member] On: March 12, 2005 )





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