<div class="floatright">(https://i.postimg.cc/fbYGYK1h/Pop-Star-Moxie.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Moxephone and Lugo (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276392.msg13585753#msg13585753)<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Caliste, Xia<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Idol Outfit, as shown<br/><strong>HP:</strong>18/21<br/><strong>Ammo:</strong>2<br/><hr/><br/>The next few days after the impromptu orgy were a mixture of practice and growing anxiety on Moxie's part. She took some time to get out and about to try and get some kind of information on the sorceress that had enslaved Xia, or the ceremony, or<em>something</em>, but came up empty every time.<br/><br/>And then the day came.<br/><br/>The venue only made her more nervous, and the cage was even worse! How was she supposed to get down and talk with Xia when she was way up here. Her breath was coming fast. Too fast. Moxie reached out absently, grasping the air at her side where Lugo usually sat. But he was some where else, frolicking with some dancers in a different cage. Cali, also caged separately, wasn't there either. Moxie was alone.<br/><br/>She looked upwards at the fluttering tapestries that draped from wall to ceiling. The figures depicted in them moved and struggled like they were alive, like they wanted to be free... No, that was ridiculous. They were just tapestries, right? Still, real or imaginary, Moxie felt their struggle.<br/><br/>The music started. Moxie looked towards the entrance, and... There was Xia!<br/><br/>But... Her excited smile died only half-formed. Xia looked so... happy. And beautiful. Hardly like she was enslaved at all. Had it been like this the whole time? While Moxie was worrying, and searching, and struggling, and suffering trying to find Xia and rescue her... Xia had been living in luxury as some rich lady's pet? Had it all been for nothing?<br/><br/>She looked back at the tapestries, doing everything she could to keep her shoulders straight. She still had an image to maintain. If Xia didn't really need help, then the performance, the image, would have to justify the days and weeks of grueling practice. She wanted to flee. To run away and just be lost in the anus forever.<br/><br/>But instead, she would sing.<br/><br/>The music's intro ended and Moxie sprang into motion with the first beat. It felt good to move, get her blood pumping. They'd written the songs and made the set as a message as much as a performance, and the first song was about breaking free. It would be easy enough to interpret it as being about being free from loneliness or doubt, but the hope was that Xia would hear it as a promise. But would she even care?<br/><br/>It didn't matter. Moxie's feelings welled up and into her voice, the carefully memorized and rehearsed lyrics and their subtle message forgotten, replaced by passion.<br/><br/>"I want to break free..." (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WUOtCLOXgm8)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">A song</div><div class="spoiler_body">"We want to break <em>free</em>"<br/><br/>"We have to break free from the lies,<br/>is your pride satisfied I still neeeed you,<br/>You've got to break free."<br/><br/>"Gods know, Gods know I want to break free."<br/><br/>"I've fallen in love,<br/>I've fallen in love for the first time<br/>And this time I know it's for real."<br/><br/>"I've fallen in love, yeah."<br/><br/>"Gods know, Gods know I've fallen in love."<br/><br/>"It's strange but it's true, yeah,<br/>I can't get over the way you always carried through,<br/>But I just have to know,<br/>before I leave and let go..."<br/><br/>"Oh, how I want to be free, baby,<br/>Oh, how we want to be free,<br/>Oh, how I need to break free..."<br/><br/>"But life still goes on."<br/><br/>"I can't get used to living without, living without, Living without you by my side...<br/>I don't want to live alone, hey"<br/><br/>"God knows, don't want to make it on my own..."<br/><br/>"So baby can't you see,<br/>You've got to break free."<br/><br/>"I've got to break free..."<br/><br/>"We want to break free, yeah,<br/>I want, you want, we want, I want to break free..."</div></div><br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">Failing to gather info prior to show:<br/>At 2019-01-06 12:30:14, Knarfy (uid: 59001) rolls: 2d6 Result: 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=128651)<br/>Failing to come to the same realization that Cali did:<br/>At 2019-01-30 19:57:59, Knarfy (uid: 59001) rolls: 2d6a2 Result: 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=130134)<br/>Singing a passionate song of freedom, perhaps weakening mind control, or perhaps inciting the tapestries to revolt?<br/>At 2019-01-30 19:50:08, Knarfy (uid: 59001) rolls: 2d6 Result: 9 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=130132)</div></div>