Roxanne

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Sex, drugs, and rock and roll.

From out in the parking lot or whatever it is in front of the Tavern, there comes a sound of a guitar playing, followed by a synthesizer. It might draw the attention of some, or the attention of none, depending on the amount of traffic occurring inside the Tavern. Regardless, Roxanne pushes the door to the tavern open, and slings her guitar behind her on her back. She flashes a fang-y grin at the entire Tavern, before strutting her way up to the nearest chair, and sits in it. Someone runs in, and sets an amp at her feet, hooking her guitar up to it. She begins playing a low-volume, fast-paced song on her guitar (It sounds like it would fit into either hip hop or metal, or maybe even a hybrid of both. Either way, she flicks her purple, blue, and brown hair out of her face, and looks down at her instrument, and flips a switch on the body of the guitar, changing the tone to that of a synthesizer. She grins again, and strums more strings, the pace of the song picking up rather quickly. Her fingers become a blur on the neck and body of the guitar, the music pounding out as fast as she can pluck the strings. A glow begins surrounding her, altering others' view of her canine body. She can no longer be described other than a female canine. However, hte glow does not restrict the view of her face, which is covered in silverish fur. Her ears are twitching in tune to her music, albeit more slowly. She glances around at everybody,a nd the glow explodes into a shower of sparks, finally revealing her body to all: She is seen as approximately 5'8" tall, and weighing in at about 130 lbs. In her left ear is a small guitar-like earring, and she shakes her head to get the hair out of her face again, making the guitar earring shake a bit. A small tinkle can be heard from inside it.

Around her chest is a blue midriff wrap, of course, ending just below her B cup breasts. Not too large, not too small, as she puts it. As the gaze drops below, it would reveal that around her belly button, there is at atoo tha tmatches her face; a purple fang mark is below each one of her eyes, and arouidn her navel there are four in a circular pattern. They were glowing before, but now, they are looking just like normal tattooes. She sighs heavily, and flicks her silver tail, looking around at everyone before uncrossing her toned legs, the upper half of which is covered by a very small, white latex miniskirt. She does have a thong on underneath, and it also has a guitar printed on it. Her footpaws are covered by nothign more than a simple pair of toe socks, specially made for walking about outdoors.