Thread: Curl up and Die

Dawn was tiered, It had been a long day at the shop and she was closing late, though the the arcades were beautiful they were cold at night and tonight it was particually cold and over cast.
She turned the light out and went round the back to finish her banking but turning the corner she saw a shadow at the door and there was a loud thud.

D : The make do and mend isn't till tomorrow.

The noise continued growing stronger,

D : There's nothing on tonight.

And louder,

D : Oh for chirst sake,

she opens the door and screams in terror, her voice grows silent and her throat is crushed and she drops lifelessly to the ground and her thimble spins on the ground.


Debbie and Tempest are sat in a café, It had been a wonderful shoot and while they waited for there coffee they skimmed the pages of ministry,

T: Oh look at this, there’s a night on in Leeds tonight, the war of the roses.-
( she read on ) It’s Lancashire v Yorkshire strip tease.
The winner will be declared English Rose and other counties are encouraged to compete. All proceeds go to comic relief.

D : When is it,

T : Tonight, Oh sounds like fun, I might mosey up, what do you think.

D : Oh yes I know what you mean now, I can’t go I have group shoot for a new make up Suzie Sequin has been asked to try this evening, It’s Her and Cherry, Delilah and Vlad.

T : Vlad ?

D : Yup , they have suzy said they have guy liner, she wanted DG to try it to so they could have a make-up war but he and Ditzy are Driving to Leeds with Angel for this Roses do.

Tempests mobile rings,

T : Hello, hello sweetheart how are you, uh-hu, no, no, Don’t be silly, I don’t care what sarah says, because I said so and because your not allowed, no it’s the law.
Tatoos are for much older girls who don’t get pocket money.

D : give her here, Hi, yup, oh yeah tats are awesomely cool, I hear Zack Efron has a huge Eagle on his back and it flys when he moves his shoulder blades, yeah I’ll hand you back.

Debbie sits back comfortably on the sofa giggling and sipping her drink while tempest makes futile jesters on mobile.



Meanwhile in Leeds, Cecilia Rouge is receiving a different call.
She clings to the wall for support and her body is heavy with grief.
Tears stream down her face as she puts down the receiver.

Anna Fur Laxis walks into the kitchen as the pink kettle has not stopped whistling.
She takes it of the hob with an oven glove and turns to see Cecilia’s ghostly face.

CR : That was the police, Dawn is dead, they think someone was trying to rob the shop, they killed her.

AFL : Oh my god, That’s horrific, how could somebody.

CR : They said the same thing happened in Bingley the other week, they put it down to recession aggression.

AFL : Do they think it’s the same person.

CR: They haven’t got any leads.

AFL : That’s crap, there must be something, finger print, dna.

CR : ( shouts aggressively ) I told you they said NO.

Anna Embraces Cecilia as she cries.

CR : I’m ok,,,, im ok, I have to be. We planned this night together and the sponsors are coming. I know she wouldn’t want anything to stop the charity from benefiting, she was always so giving, I can’t cancel, she’d never forgive me.

AFL : People would understand.

CR : And spend the rest of my days with Dawn haunting me with her unfinished business, I don’t think so.

AFL : your right, I’ll phone Adam now, he’ll bring the car round and we’ll all help do what needs to be done.

CR: I need to ring the other girls and let them know, oh, im supposed to be at the station now to meet the girls.

AFL : We’ll go, you stay put and drink some tea.



Heather Sweet is at the Taxi rank, cherry suitcase in one hand, harribo in the other.
She stares up at the station clock, As Lola Pops hits her over the head with a fan box.

LP: Oi, monkey, don’t eat all the eggs, Did you buy any sour worms.

HS : Nope, I thought about it but then the strawberry laces just fell in the basket.

LP: Fell or were pushed.

HS : (Nods) - Pushed, Where is she, it’s not like Cecilia to be late.

LP: Have you tried ringing.

HS: Yeah it’s engaged.

Lolas Phone rings –

LP : Hiya, were here now, cecilias late so ….. What ? ….. When ? …. Is she alright.? …. No… yes… we’ll tell let her know …….Ok, we’ll be thinking of her.

HS : Is Cecilia alright,

LP : It wasn’t Cecilia it was Crimson Kiss, Bam Bam Blue is in hospital.
Some crazy bitch attacked her last night, there in intensive care.

HS: That’s awful, Is she going to be alright ?

LP : They say she’s getting stronger but she died on the street last night, the paramedics brought her back after so long, It’s a miracle.

A Car horn sounds.

HS: I know that sleeve, come on, maybe Anna can fill us in ?

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I'm in a screen play!!! :excited: :excited: :excited:

Originally Posted by TipTop Photography

I'm in a screen play!!! :excited: :excited:

Yeah you! Stop persuading my kids to get tattoos at 11!

Heather mate - you're proper bonkers (takes one to know one)

Originally Posted by tempest devyne

Heather mate - you're proper bonkers (takes one to know one)

You should have seen the last story - I copied it onto my hard drive, as it happens .... I liked that story!

Cecila took a deep slow breath and willed herslef to move from the sofa.
Looking in the mirror black streaks of mascara stained her cheeks and she went to the bathroom to wash her face, as she did so the apartment door creeked.

CR : Hello,

( she shrugged ) and contunied to bath the door clicked shut.

CR : Hello ? Anna ? Lola ? I'll be out in a minet, Heather you know where the tea is right ?

The hairs on the back of her neck stood on edge as a cold breath circled her collar and screamed in fright as two lace gloves wrapped around her neck and a kiss was placed on her lips.


Unaware of the horror unleashed in leeds Debbie chatted happily,

D: Ok fleur, no worries. How did it go in Newcastle, Ive heard about his pole.
We’ll be done for five, give angel a ring when you get in.

From the studio above there is a loud bang.

D: Ive got to go lovely, Vlad and Delilah are in but I think something may have collapsed. Ok, take care, bye,

As she climbed the stairs Debbie could hear the Saturdays on the studio radio and was sure she would walk into happy girls in pin-up poses, This wasn’t to be….

Hahaha ... whose pole, I wonder?!

I've read it three times and all I can think is - those poor, poor strawberry laces - I want to know who pushed them - they will be brought to justice!