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Welcome to the Fanfic Masterpost Theater! I'm your writer, director, producer, stage manager, costume designer, makeup artist, publicist, and gofer.
And you, dear reader, will be playing the part of…
Miss Lindiwe kaDandala!
(Commissioned from the lovely @mozzalu!)
You are Lindiwe, daughter of Tandisiwa and Dimar of the clan Dandala, of the city of Dandala, of the Pantoran country of the Katori Peninsula. Or Lindiwe kaDandala, for short. Your friends call you Lindy!
You’re a Pantoran woman in her mid-20s. At 1.8 m (5’7”), you have a soft build -- you’re not really one for exercise. Breaking a sweat is overrated.
You have a degree in astrovehicular engineering, and you're currently employed as a designer and blueprinter. You have soft eyes and a keen mind, but sometimes your thoughts get all tangled up and you have to take an hour or two to straighten them out.
Miscellaneous facts to inform your performance:
The tattoos on your face are a stylized trihorn, the symbol of the Dandala clan. It embodies teamwork and memory. By having most of your coworkers’ caf orders memorized, you like to think you’re living up to both.
You have dinner at your parents’ house every week, catch a matinee with your pops every other week, get pedicures with your mom and nana once a month, and build models with your granddad whenever the mood strikes.
You grew up surrounded by music, and that love has continued into adulthood. You have a sizable collection of sound slugs -- or you would, if your brother would quit “borrowing” them. Your favorite genre is either knuff or sluggathéque, depending on how much of a dancing mood you’re in.
You love your little brother Phthalo, but like all teenage boys, he’s a real pain in the butt sometimes. At least that little blonde Human he's been hanging around seems like a good egg. And her begoggled brother isn't half bad to look at.
When you’re ready, take your place on stage. Your leading man is… well, he’s somewhere around here. Once I find him, we’ll start the show. Break a leg out there!
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I've got a gun in my hand but that gun won't cock My finger's on the trigger but that trigger seems locked and I can't stop staring at the tick tock clock and even if I could I would never give up. With a vest on my chest, a bullet in my lung I can't believe I'm dying with my song unsung. And if and when I die won't you bury me alone? 'Cause I'll never get to heaven if I'm singing this song.
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