Myra: Oh, I don't have too many stunts under my belt...to be honest, most of my favorite things in smut are working in comedic bits, or doing purposely bad acting.
Vanna: *Flashes her sister a skeptical gaze* Purposely?
Zach: I always figured porn actors were...just bad at actin'
Myra: *Snickers* I'm not saying they aren't, and I'm not trying to toot my own horn either...*Bob's head slightly, rolling her eyes as if mulling something over.* Though a horn does tie into the pawful of stunts in my repertoire.
Vanna: *Squeezes the bridge of her snout, sighing a small sigh of annoyance.* Try to keep it tame, remember our agreement...
Myra: No, but I love porn memes. I mean, a bunch of us in the industry do, but by the gods, there are so many out-of-context clips I've seen that just made me bust a gut laughing. From the infamous 'What are you doin' stepbro'? To 'Oh sheep, I'm sorry.'.." *Smirks* At this point, my fondest dream is to get a meme to go viral from one of my line deliveries. I'd even trade in my Golden Cookie award, and my two 'Steamies' if it meant I could get a viral porn meme going. And it's part of the reason why I love to be in parodies cause the atmosphere makes it all the more cheesy and fun.
Zach: Well, y'all can't force a meme. *Chuckles* The best ones seem to come outta nowhere, and organically fer that matter...even 'iffin I can't understand it fer the life of me...
Vernon: I still have no idea what 'Schway' means...*Chuckles* Allision keeps sayin' I ain't 'Schway'...I'm just gonna assume it means cool, which means I ain't cool...*Huffs* Seems about right fer a teen to say to her Pa...'sides, ain't like I've ever been cool before...so I don't mind not bein' cool now. *Snickers*
Dawn: I happen to think you're very cool Puppy...
*Vernon pulls his mate into a gentle side hug.*
Vernon: Aw thank ya Lamb fry...*Kisses the top of her poof* I think yer purty cool too...
Vanna: I'm just glad you didn't get that support role in that...*Shudders, looking visibly disgusted.* Parody of Dawn's book.
Myra: *Giggles* Not for lack of trying! *Shakes Head* I would have killed to be the secretary that gets pulled into a three-way halfway through the movie, even if my limit is light bondage, and that one was pretty hardcore by comparison. Would have been worth it to get a shot to work alongside a legend like Wooly, and well...I mean the memes right themselves!
Vernon: *Let's out a soft whine, his muzzle now downcast*
Vanna: Still, while I know I can be....err...*Winces* Judgemental of your profession at times, I usually don't say anything about the projects you take on. But in this case, I don't think Dawn or Vernon would have been able to live down having someone who's technically a relative of theirs perform in a porn parody of a biography of their lives.
Vernon: *Places his head in his paws.* It's bad enough that it exists as it is...*whines softly* But also folks take it as some sorta realistic tellin' of what goes in the privacy of mine and my Honeylamb's bedroom.
*Dawn hugs Vernon's leg, stroking his thigh reassuringly.*
Dawn: There, there Puppy...I'm not...*Winces* Pleased about it either, but that's just what happens with popular media, it's a consequence of having a lot of eyes on a story...
Myra: And her office...and a Laundromat for some reason...*Shakes head* I swear, why set a scene at a laundromat if you aren't going to pull a 'What are you doin' stepbro' gag? *Giggles*
*Vernon Groans*
Vanna: *Rolls her eyes* Myra please, reign it in...
Vernon: Still, I think the worst thang is they portray me like I'm some sorta rural wolf stereotype with barely two brain cells to rub together'!
Zach: Well, that ain't too far off...*Snickers*
*Vanna sharply nudges her mate in the ribs.*
Zach: OOF! *Winces before glaring up at his mate as he rubs his ribs.* It was just a joke Kitten.
Vanna: A Yuri joke...
Myra: As for the second part of your question, if it isn't obvious I'd really love to work with Wooly at some point. I've been with a ram or two, but a ewe is on my hit list for sure. Though I've mostly preferred to work with wolves. *Snickers* So my sister and I aren't that different in that regard...
Vanna: *Blushing* M-Myra!
Myra: I've actually worked with Wilfred in three different movies before. He's totally sweet, and unlike his 'character' in Predator Penetrating Prey, he's very smart and well-spoken.
Vernon: *Vernon crosses his arms, letting out a scoff* And yet the fella didn't have the self-respect to turn down a roll that leans inta every wolf stereotype imaginable.
Myra: *Myra flicks a dismissive paw in Vernon's direction, letting out a laugh.* Oh Vernon, Wilfred doesn't get hung up on stuff like that, he just found it funny. He doesn't take himself or his species seriously as, like me, he doesn't see himself as the chief representative of his species or his family. *Her eyes flick over to Vanna, the tigress frowning slightly with a trace of guilt lacing her features.* Of course, If he knew his family felt so much like they weren't being listened to rather than being prudish, maybe he'd be trying to...work on things.
Vanna: *Offers Myra a small, cautious smile* Thank you Myra...*The lumbering tigress rubbed the back of her neck uneasily as a blush tinges her muzzle.* And...I'm sorry you didn't get that part...
*Myra immediately perks up, clutching her fists as a look of sharp determination overtook her features* Yeah, me too! *She laughs.* Seriously, to even be in the same shot as Wilfred saying *Myra scrunches up her muzzle, putting her paws on her hips as she slips into the worst southern drawl she can possibly muster.* "Wait just a gosh dern minute now, this here ain't paperwork, thissin' here is ewe pu#@$!"
*Vernon groans, slapping a paw to his muzzle in an attempt to hide the bright red flush on his muzzle as Dawn continues to console him.*
Myra: But at least I've nailed a role in the sequel, "A Lamb with Hung Wolves!"
*Vernon and Dawn share a shocked and horrified expression.*
Vernon: A sequel!? *Vernon whines loudly.*
*Vanna and Zach exchange uncomfortable glances.*
Dawn: Y-You can't be serious! The first one did that well?
Myra: *Nods* It's porn of a popular franchise little lamb, it doesn't even have to do all that well to get a sequel because the overhead is so cheap. *Myra rolled her eyes slightly, rolling a wrist.* Though, Predator Penetrating Prey did gang busters...
*Dawn joins Vernon in letting out a mournful groan, as she slumps into his side.*
Vanna: W-wait, why would the cast you in that? It sounds like a wolf-only movie.
Myra: *Holds up a finger toward Vanna.* Well yeah, the Hunter brothers sure, but I mean the director wanted to work the sister-in-laws in. He was especially moved by that part in Predator Seeking Prey about you and Dawn bonding in the bedroom singing Karaoke, and wanted to uh...make it a bit more..intimate...And, I'll admit, I may have...shamelessly used the fact that I'm your sister to...er...land your part...
*Vanna furrows her brow, looking visibly irritated.*
Vanna: Are you actually serious!? Really!? *Vanna pinches the bridge of her snout, letting out a huff* You were LITERALLY just say-!
*Myra holds up her paws defensively*
Myra: Look, look I know it sounds bad! But it's not like they were going to cut that segment! *Myra offers her sister a nervous smile* Isn't it better to have your sister helm the role over some stranger?!
*Vernon lets out a mournful howl, drawing both the felines attention to him. Zach has now joined Dawn in holding his collapsed, howling brother, doing his best to comfort the pair.*
Zach: There there little brother...*Shakes head* We're all in this one together this time...we'll get through this...
*Vernon continues to wail, other howls joining in as Vanna corsses her arms and glares at the shrinking Myra*
Myra: L-look, I promise I'll... bite my tongue and try to take this role seriously...
*Vernon's howling suddenly gets louder, causing both sisters to wince, shrinking into their shoulders.*
Myra: Look, it could be worse okay! I could have been cast as Misses Hunter for the scene where Dawn and Vernon make up for breaking the house rule by having a three-way in the-.
*Vanna grabs Myra's lips with her fingers, forcing them shut.Vernon's Howls and sobs reaching a painful decibel even for the felines.*
Vanna: STOP TALKING!
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