1) Curtains Up Darla is used to waking up in strange dressing rooms. She is a movie star and a sweet little innocent girl who needs her beauty rest after all. This one, however, is not to her specifications. There's no toys, no snacks, no Pink. Ugh. There's just no good help these days.
Speaking of help, where is Max? Hopefully hes found someone to deal with this excuse for a room.
She spends a few moments rustling through sub-par makeup boxes and flinging open drawers.
Bored with it, she straightens herself up and wanders out the door. "Max? Maaaaaaax?"
2) This Petty Place This music room isnt nearly large enough, but it will do. Darla's sprawled over the piano top, sighing dramatically. There's no Max. There's no one here to worship her. This stinks.
She decides waiting around a little longer, add some pitiful pouting. If that doesnt get her any attention, she's going to go somewhere else and do more of the same.
Darla Dimple || Cats Don't Dance
Darla is used to waking up in strange dressing rooms. She is a movie star and a sweet little innocent girl who needs her beauty rest after all. This one, however, is not to her specifications. There's no toys, no snacks, no Pink. Ugh. There's just no good help these days.
Speaking of help, where is Max? Hopefully hes found someone to deal with this excuse for a room.
She spends a few moments rustling through sub-par makeup boxes and flinging open drawers.
Bored with it, she straightens herself up and wanders out the door.
"Max? Maaaaaaax?"
2) This Petty Place
This music room isnt nearly large enough, but it will do. Darla's sprawled over the piano top, sighing dramatically. There's no Max. There's no one here to worship her. This stinks.
She decides waiting around a little longer, add some pitiful pouting. If that doesnt get her any attention, she's going to go somewhere else and do more of the same.
(ooc:I'm also voice-testing please be gentle UwU)