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"Right, um…Are we on? Are we transmitting? The light's blinking which means…Oh crap we are! Um!" Aya Shameimaru, Gensokyo Ace Reporter seems to be fumbling with a notebook when she notices said blinking camera light, her notebook flying up into the air before she catches it, juggles (or rather fumbles) with it a second before finally holding it and tucking it into her reporter uniform pocket!
"Ahem! Good evening, Multiverse! I am Aya Shameimaru of Gensokyo News Network, and tonight I'm here to bring you…The results of the BEAUTY!!! Pageant! I must say, it's a real honor to be asked to host such an event! Though tonight I've brought a special guest along with me. Someone who I believe has a good an eye for women as I do for photography! So please, let's everyone give a big hand for him!"
And so Aya waits, idly wondering to herself (…I wonder if that really came out right? As good an eye for women as I have for photos? …Hrm, that could sound kinda sexist…AH well!)
And soon to emerge from offstage is Psyber, currently holding a drink in his hand as he says, "That's right, I've made the jump from radio to television for a special cameo on this pageant to be a commentator on this broadcast. I heard they've got the loveliest ladies from all over the multiverse here, and I'm gonna give my personal commentary on the show as we go by. It's good to be here with you, Aya." The half-angel gives the camera a bright wave before settling in next to Aya to stand with the tengu.
Camera2> "Right, well then, I suppose we should get this show on the road, shouldn't we?" Aya looks over to Psyber, a curious look in his eye. "Hey, Psyber, do you think I could have won this if I'd entered? I mean, I couldn't do that obviously, being the reporter for the show. Conflict of interest and all that but…"
Nervous wingflutter~ "I've had a chance to look over some of the show and these girls are really something! I've seen a lot of women, y'know, being in a world of 99% women but…They had some REAL lookers here."
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"Oh totally, Aya. You're like that chick in every teenmovie. The one where the guy takes a bet to turn 'that homely girl' from the library into the perfect prom date, but in actuality she's just a cute girl they put glasses on. And they give her a 'makeover' and all they do is change her shirt and put some contacts in and BAM. Total winner." He says as he sips from his drink, "T hat's how it woulda been like if you entered."
Guest3 has left.
Camera2> "Awwww, really?" Aya blushes just a bit, holding her cheeks and then…Looking back at the camera. "Err, Umm, I mean." Gulp! Headshakeheadshake! Why does she do so bad around men that hit on her anyway?! …Oh right, because there rarely ARE men to hit on her, where she's from. All girls.
"Right, let's roll the tape! And um, admittedly, see if I can find a chair. My legs are going to get tired if I have to stand up for ALL of this. Hrm, I could just cheat and do this too though."
And then she leans back a bit, before taking a seat on…Nothing? Oh wait, there's a small little pocket of wind that's formed below her, acting as a sort of cushion of air. Right, manipulation of wind.
"Muuuuch better~ Okay! Let's go to the tape!"
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Psyber, meanwhile, snaps his fingers and a Prinny in an adorable little tuxedo wanders out witha foldable chair before unfolding it and setting it down behind him, "Right then, Aya, let's see what we got here for our contestants. Roll that first clip."
Camera2> The tape starts, and the first thing we see is an audiance clapping! And an outdoor stage! How interesting! It's the beauty pageant grounds! Here, it's a large outdoors area, with a white marble stage, with rich red curtains and fine detailing. It's in a dome shape above the top, with rows upon rows of chairs looking down at the 'stage'. In the middle is a catwalk, which extends out into a small pond with water fountains along the side.
To the right on the stage is the Judge's table. One spot is labeled 'Mid-Boss', which has been crossed out, with 'VYERS!!!' penciled in next to it. Another spot next to that seat is labeled 'Prinny Baal'. (A scribbling says: 'His level is OVER NINE THOUSAND!!). And then, there's the third panel… which belongs to The Judge The Guy. Who is, no doubt, smoking The Cigarette of The Guy.
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"..And first up, we have Freya from New Washinton She enjoys Gardening cooking and was born on Feb 30th 1990"
Freya steps out from behind the curtains smiling as she steps up onto the platrom, she smiles, walking out onto the platfrom, walking confendtly along the platform smiling and waving to the crowd, she stand at the end of the platform, looking around, she blushes just a bit, not used to this much attention, but she stands confidently in front of the cameras. She then turns smiling walking back towards the end of the platfrom before she dissapears behind the curtian.
DESC: Freya is wearing a blue santin dress, the skirt is frilled and at certain angles it sparles can be seen, the dress just cut off above her ankles.. The skirt swishes as she walks sparlkes glising of the seam. The dress is sleeveless and show off a bit of her chesat. She wearing a pair of light blue-white high heeled shoes. Her blue hair is tied in braided with a pink bow run through it, going down the lenth of her hair, which almost touches the ground.
Camera2> "Freya…I hear she can turn as big as a mountain! She even wrestled with Suika once. I can only imagine how disasterous it might have been if anyone had been watching too close."
Aya just rubs the back of her head a bit, giving a nervous smile. "Oh and um, maybe you'd know Psyber, that…Prinny guy. What's all this talk about his level mean? I'm completely lost."
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Psyber sips his drink and says idly, "Well, that's Freya from the Union. A famous giantess. The people say she's built like a brick house. She's mighty mighty, just lettin it all hang out. She is, I repeat, a brick house. Everything a guy could ever want, built like an amazon… quite literally." He sips the drink again, "She seems to be sporting a blue dress that looks pretty good on her."
"That Prinny… I dunno. I think he's just a frigging Prinny. Prinny Baal? Never heard of him." He says with an idle shrug.
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"And next up, we have Jade Veldime, from the netherworld. She enjoys it's national pass time of Prinny Tossing and traveling the multiverse as an adventure capitalist! She was born on June fifteenth of June in 4532 of the local calender."
Jade had considered entering why not? The Dark assembly had changed her to be like this she might as well put it to good use, She's dressed surprisingly conservatively for those who know her as she walks out on stage as she's called out. The young demoness is is wearing a very formal dress it's a shade of green over the majority of it though the skirt it self is yellow and it's got a red rose on the right breast, well just above it.
She walks down the cat walk letting everyone get a look before she turns about and head back stage.
(OOC http://img2.gelbooru.com//images/109/e3e0a8cb057274ca8c13bf4146316920ce32a3dc.jpg?411629 The dress she's in )
Camera2> "…I suddenly feel so small." Aya says with a frown! "The Netherworld sure turns out some well developed girls, I've noticed. And yet everyone in Gensokyo for the most part is just so flat…Well, aside from a few girls anyway. This Jade sure carries her look well though, I won't deny that! One of these days I really should visit the Netherworld though, I hear there's a lot of good stories there! Ah, but that's not what we're talking about, right? Now that DRESS on the other hand!"
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"Jade Veldime. Another looker. I met her a couple times, ya know. SHe was there when the Balrog attacked Boston a couple years ago." Psyber says as he drums his fingers, "She's pretty stacked, I agree. And that dress is none too shabby, either. I hear it's the latest design from LeRozenQueen, the shique Netherworld designer that makes all the latest fashions for Rozenqueen to sell."
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"And next up, we have Jessie Musashi, from Kanto-1 Region. She enjoys karaoke, long relaxing baths after a hard day of work, and tending to her pokemon and was born on September 9th."
Music kicks in, and out onto the platform steps Team Rocket's very own Jessie Musashi, long, red flowing hair that, in fact, falls down to her lower back, her pretty face touched up with a bit of light blush, and red lipstick. She walks out in a black, satin gown, an almost completely strapless thing with but a single asymmetrical strap that connects the middle of the bust to the middle of her back, over her left shoulder, covering all of a few square inches of her unblemished skin. The piece narrows at her waist a touch, and then flares out again to emphasize her swaying hips, as skirt goes down to reach her ankles, almost, but not quite, hiding her black high heels, and wearing a pair of black silk gloves
At the end of the platform, Jessie puts on a smile as she begins to strike a few poses, allowing for the many photographers to get some good pictures in, first placing a hand at her hip, pushing her hip the opposing direction. Then she brings her hands up and over her head, her head turned to the side, and then turning about to show her back and sides to the photographers, letting them see the totality of her dress, before spinning back around bringing her hand to her face, as she winks and blows a kiss out to the audience, judges, and whoever else may be watching, before turning around and walking back to the backstage, disappearing out of sight.
Double Trouble - Team Rocket Image Song
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xDtqK7x5Z0c
Camera2> "I, um-" Aya just blinks at this one, before shaking her head. "Wow, she sure milked her strut on the walkway, didn't she? I won't deny she has quite the look but I think she might be overdoing it just a tad, you know? Not that the photographers looked like they were complaining! I think I counted…1487 individual camera flashes. No, wait, wait, 1489."
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"Wow… that's some long hair." Psyber idly comments, "This is the first person to come across the belt I've never heard of, admittedly. Then again, I wasn't all that big into the… Pokemans. I only ever worked with Ash a couple times, but beyond that, ya know." A hand is folded under his chin, "She's pretty, but the problem is she KNOWS she's pretty, and youc an tell from her strut she has an ego."
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And now for the next segment of the BEAUTY!!! Pageant! Stage, lights, cue the announcer! "And next up, we have Kari-Shaba, from Overbrook City. She enjoys long walks through fields of randomly chaotic events, expensive magical trinkets, and was born on April 25…" There's a sort pause, ".. the date seems to be a bit smudged other than 'Before Arcanegeddon'." Not her fault her world doesn't have stable dating system from before the diaster!
In hindthought, maybe she should of made something up. Oh well. Kari-Shaba strides out onto the stage unphased by the matter, silken robes of vibrant purple swirling lightly about her with her steps. By robes we're talking the sort in mage's clothing mind you, not the kind you wear to the bathroom. (See the desc for yourself!) The billowed sleeves flutter slightly as she moves, while the bare midsection and low-cut neckline give plenty of an entertaining watch. Kari carries herself with the aire of someone that's familiar with showing off in front of people, walking with a graceful stride down the catwalk that accents the sway of her hips with the swish of her tails behind her. They flare out a bit when she stops at the end, resting one paw on her hip and holding the other up as she turns a bit one way, then the other, to make sure the cameras all get a good look before she does a bit of a twirl, tails flickering about to accent the motion and swaying about once more as she walks back off to the stage and behind the curtains.
Camera2> "Interesting backstory." Aya comments. "What's Arcanegeddon…? Going to have to look that one up and-WOW! Look at that outfit! That's um-That's something right there. She's not very conservative, is she. I don't think I could EVER wear something like that and look so confident about it! Though her confidence sure is justified here."
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Psyber lets out a loud whistle, "Damn. Now that is one /foxy/ lady. Then again, I admit I have a weakness for Kitsune. Though there was that one that keeps showing up to my house and assaulting me. I'm less fond of her. This one has yet to attack me, so she's a winner in my book." he looks over at Aya, "Then again, she has the same problem as that Jessie girl. She obviously knows she's smoking hot."
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The musical stylings of the song Higan Retour ~ Riverside View can be heard playing as the next contestant in the formalwear competition prepairs to come up. The Announcer pulls the microphone close as he introduces her.
"And next up, we have Onozuka Komachi, from The Sanzu River in Gensokyo. She enjoys quiet afternoons and koto music and was born before recorded history in Gensokyo."
Komachi floated out in an almost impossibly huge rose colored kimono that accentuated her buxom figure. The designs of blooming cherry trees, rare jeweled brances of Hourai, and even more rare designs of Higanbana were all along the large flowing kimono as she mysteriously moved across the stage. Her movements seemed impossible with that kimono, however she gracefully floated along the stage.
Komachi flows across the catwalk like water down a river. Her kimono sweeps gracefully across the stage as she turns, smiles, waves, and even does a few suggestive shoulder rolls to the crowd. Komachi winks again before making the turn to head back along the catwalk. Her body sways as she slowly floats down the catwalk and then disappears for the next person to come out.
Camera2> Cue a VERY surprised look from Aya! "W-W-W-WHAT THE?! SHE ENTERED THIS!? The queen of lazy entered a pageant?! Wow, if she had this much drive in her REAL job as she does here on the walkway, maybe her boss wouldn't scold her and beat her over the head so much."
Aya just sighs, shaking her head. "Honestly, I've never seen her this focused. What gives? Why is she never this active in her REAL job?"
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"Huh? Is that a friend of yours?" He looks over and asks Aya curiously, "She's not bad, not bad at all. This contest has some good picks in it, I do say." He tilts his head at the girl, "So she's lazy? Really? What does she do in Gensokyo?"
Camera2> "Grim reaper, or shinigami if you prefer." Aya asides.
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5t"And next up we have Lara Croft, from London. She enjoys archeology, adventure, motorcycles, rock climbing and.. cliff diving? And was born on February the 14th.
Once she's announced, Lara walks onto the stage dressed in her formal wear as a melodic song starts to play (Still Alive by Lisa Miskovsky). She is certainly a vision and she has no problems with being out on stage in front of so many viewers. Nervous? Not at all. She's lovely and self-assured, and she even smiles to the cameras and the judges. All those years of finishing school were good for something, after all!
In formal attire, Lara is in a gown of dark rose pink. A tall slit lets her long legs show as she walks, poised on silver gemmed high heels with a tear design over the front of each foot. The gown has a sheen that catches the light and the skirt goes to the floor with a slight train behind her. The body of the gown is ribbed; the fabric pulled tight toward the center of her body beneath her bust where a silver gemmed pendant keeps the top hugged against her. The plunge is a v-neck and is cut deep, while a 1 inch strap wraps up and around the back of her neck. Her dark hair has been pulled back and pinned in a refined manner, while the rest of her hair cascades straight down her back. Dangling diamond earrings complete the look of grace and beauty.
Without a hitch, she walks forward and onto the catwalk area in order to let everyone get a better look at her. A slight turn is performed without a single wobble on those heels and she gives the onlookers a sweet smile over one bare shoulder before she walks in the same pace back the way she came.
Dress: http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o146/kaizoku1/gown-1.jpg
Song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3D3vkhtpy1w
Camera2> "….." Aya just says nothing for a minute. Her mouth is kinda jaw dropped before she catches herself! "Ah, sorry, I just. Wow. She really works out, doesn't she? I just never thought someone that feminine looking would have hobbies like that! But at least she looks like she works out enough to do them. That's a rather impressive dress though! Though certainly not what I'd expect someone into THOSE hobbies to be wearing."
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"Another Unionite. That's Lara Croft, she raids tombs, I hear. Very good for the girl who wants an athletic figure, I hear it burns calories like nothing else." He says as he takes another sip from the drink in his hand, "And when you combine an athletic figure like hers with a flashy dress like that, it works quite nicely."
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"And next up, we have Lyre, from the Pokemon Islands. She enjoys Pokemon Contests, and was born on December 21st, currently ninteen years old."
Finally. At long last. It is /Lyre's/ turn on stage. The 'woman' who feels she is most likely to win the pageant. In fact, really? It isn't even possible for 'her' to lose. At the very least, seeing that this person can enter into the woman's competition as opposed to the men's… That is a sign of /some/ level of skill, some level of beauty.
Lyre, AKA, Lute. One of the few men who is bold (stupid) enough to enter the female side of the contest. At the least, he /can/ pull it off. He is naturally /fairly/ attractive, and his face is almost feminine. With some makeup, easily feminine. And, with the addition of some magically grown out hair colored pink tied into a ponytail, eyes altered to be blue, some black lipstick, and, the final touch: A full body, super realistic suit. A Team Rocket feat of engineering, made to make someone look, absolutely and fully, like a woman. And, what is more, the chest is expandable. Lute is /nearly/ at the top level the chest will go, too, feeling that is the /best/ way to win. It's just at the /right/ size. Big, but not /too/ big. Of course, the hips, the legs, the arms… all of those are /finely/ built too. Of note, though, the arms and legs? Those are, in fact, real. It just shows how wonderful Team Rocket's female body suits are, considering you can't see a seam, at all.
'Lyre' walks out, in a formal black dress. It is somewhat revealing. It is cut to show off as much of the chest as possible, with only a few strings connecting it between the cleavage. On both the left and right sides, there are slits in the dress, revealing that the back and the front fo the dress are conected only by flimsy strings. 'She' is also wearing a thong underneath, obviously through the cuts in the dress.
As 'she' walks out, in her black high heels, she makes a bit of a seductive movement with her hips. It is an elegant, yet seductive walk, trying to show off as /much/ as her body as possible.. She smiles seductively, winking at the judges, as she reaches the end of the catwalk. She even blows a kiss directly towards Vyers. Lyre then turns around, walking back, seductively as possible. Nice little hip wag.
Yeah, Lute has practiced, as much as possible, to pull off being seductive. He's done a lot of… Research, too.
Camera2> "You know, there's something about this woman that seems off. I mean, she looks great but, um." Aya hms a little, looking confused! "Something about her really seems off to me. I just-I can't place it, you know? Though I have to admit she's maybe overdoing it just a little."
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Psyber sits back and thinks about it, "Even I have to admit, she looks totally fake. She's probably had lipo and a boobjob at some point down the line." He says as he shifts in the seat and ponders, "Not bad looking, but I still think that one Kitsune is the best so far. She was fine with a capital F."
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"And next up, we have Miyano Shiho, from Beika, Japan. She enjoys mystery novels, biochemestry and was born on September 10, 1990."
Walking down the isle she is the definition of her attire, Her usual pageboy haircut has been replaced with something far more feminine, her light chestnut hair has been brushed back behind her ears in french plaiting, showing them off instead of hiding them, the earrings that dangle from each lobe are caduceus' the staff is silver, the wings which sprout from the top of the staff are golden, with emerald snakes which wrap around the rod. Minimal makeup was used mostly to remove the shine from her skin and accent her exotic mix of japanese and english heritage, a soft application of blush to the cheaks and a minimal amount of lipstick and eyeshadow, which makes her normally cold looking asure eyes seem to shine more brightly, weither an act or not she has the continance of a happy and hope filled young lady. The midnight black satin dress she is in bares no strap, leaving her shoulders and upper arms bare but this ends at her elbows as a pair of gloves from the same material as her dress reach up to them. The dress is held up by its conformity to her charms, while not the largest chest in this competition by a long shot, but it is more than enough to hold up the dress, her hourglass like build betrays her lack of physical tone but shows she watches her figure. the dress has semi-reflective black lace around the trim so it seems to shimmer in the light as she walks with careful precision, one foot directly infront of the other. Mid ankle shoes tie fully up the front, looking a mix of military and evening wear, but definatly much more comfortable than heels. Her visage shows confidence smiling to those whom attempt to take a picture, she pauses infront of the judges to bow and show off her dress, heading for the backstage once again.
Camera2> "Biochemistry and mystery novels? Interesting combination. And certainly upbeat looking aside! I have to admit, that dress really fits her, the hair too! There's just something about the entire ensemble that's…I know it sounds weird but upbeat? Well, upebeat and classy, I suppose."
Aya looks over to Psyber, tilting her head. "What about you? What do you think about her? This is one I can't really call beyond that, I think."
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Psyber shakes his head, "What? Sorry… still thinking about past contestants." he shakes his head and looks over at the moniter, "This contestant isn't bad. Isn't bad at all. Then again, you could probably say as much about any woman that chooses to enter a beauty competition. I figure they stop you at the door if you're not immensely pretty. She's not bad… not bad at all. I'd date her." He says with a not.
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"And next up, we have Nanoha Takamachi, from Mid-Childa. She enjoys teaching, flying, friendship and spending time with her daughter, Vivio! She was born on July 15th, and is currently 21 years old!"
At her signal to come out, the red-headed mage emerges from the wing of the catwalk and strides gracefully out on to the runway. With a faint blush on her cheeks, she starts to walk towards the edge, approaching the judges.
Wearing the only formal clothing she had, she has on her TSAB undercover evening gown. It's layered in three grading shades of pink, with a red underlying dress, a pink shall and a faint pink hem of her skirt. Around her neck, she's currently wearing a set of red pearls. Just underneath a respectable bustline is a ribbon, tied into a bow for some support. Her soft, elegant arms are left bare! The dress itself reaches down to her mid knee. On her feet she has a pair of pink high-heels! (For those of you who want the full desc, you can ask me sometime. For those of you too lazy to read her trek down the pageantway for formal wear, she halts and smiles. Raising one hand to the audience, a red pearl hovers from her hand and floats just above her head. As she stops, grabs the fringe of her skirt and twirls, the red pearl glows and showers the area around her with pink sparkles. Bowing towards the judges and the audience, she heads back up the catwalk, waving to people in the audience on either side as she goes, even stopping to smile at once or two people specifically.
Camera2> "Wow! A little visual flair to go with her appearance? I LIKE that! Y'know, I bet if I had entered I could have used some weak danmaku to do similar! That's pretty impressive though, all the same! I wonder if she studies danmaku."
Aya, you have no idea. You really don't. "She really does seem to be enjoying it though! And that outfit is just so cute!"
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"I dunno if she studies Danmaku or not. I DO know that most of her subordinates are afraid of the color pink. Subaru freaks out any time I light a flashlight." He says to the Tengu sitting next to him, "And that's a lovely dress. The fireworks added a nice pizazz. If I was into redheads, I'd ask her out."
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"And now we have our next contestant, Shir Gold, from Piata! She enjoys stealing, basking in the sun, and spending time with her boyfriend and was born on April 1st, 1263 AW!" The announcer of the beauty contest introduces the audience to the thief as she emerges from behind the stage.
Shir walks out on stage with a bounce in her step; smiling with a huge grin on her face and waves at everyone. She turns her body around so the camera can see her at every angle. The girl does her best to look as sexy as possible as she does so. She shakes her breasts and wiggles her butt as well for those who are watching and into the that sort of thing. Granted, she doesn't have much actual cleavage to show but she does the best with what she has. She puts a hand up to her mouth and blows her everyone a kiss. Once finished with that. she makes her way back behind the stage for the next contestant.
She's currently wearing a low-cut, red spaghetti-strap knee-length dress. Her peach-colored lower legs are exposed. Her hands and lower arms are covered by black gloves. This is matched with a black belt and black boots.
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"Oh that's Shir. Another Unionite to enter this one. I hear her on the bands sometimes. My memory might be hazy, she's a professional thief." Psyber nods a few times, "But she looks good in that dress too. If the others aren't careful, she might steal the competition."
Camera2> "Psyber?" Aya sighs. "Why do I get the feeling that was some kind of horrible pun I should use my fan on you for?" The Tengu just shakes her head. She's heard rumors about this woman, and yeah. Puns hurt Tengu Brain. Badly.
"But we're here to comment, so! Yes, she certainly does look pretty good! Oooh, and she's so playful at the end too! That kiss was cute."
Camera2> And next up, we have Talynn Black, originally from Earth-212, now with residence aboard the skyship 'Wayfarer'. She enjoys freelance security work and was born on February the third, 1982 in her home universe.
Most people? Probably wouldn't expect someone of the woman's reputation to be in any kind of pageant, no matter how much she's actually changed over the years. But such is the outcome when one's close personal beloved has a tendency to get their partner in unique 'trouble'.
Nonetheless, she walks out very professionally from behind the curtains and is making her brisk walk towards the catwalk to do her own lil' walk. While she's not in a rush to get in the end, she's not loitering in her walk, and taking advantage of the aforementioned catwalk and distance to show off her more than presentable sides. The woman's silver eyes are complimented by a smile that she greets the audience with.. Meanwhile? There's a bit of a song going, that there is.
'Black Magic Woman' by Santana, although it's more of the core music than the beginning as she conducts her walk.
Camera2> (Talynn's gown, desc-form)
For the record, someone of Talynn Black's particular reputation would normally not go with anything, and we really do mean anything resembling a dress. This, however, due to a little cajoling of one Ry Wayas, is an exception due to said 'pageant'.
All the same, however, the woman's dress is nothing short of still being, in it's own way, completely in the vein of Talynn's personal style.. so to speak. Her makeup is very lightly done, only accenting facets such as her cheeks and eyes, and a bit of mild lipgloss. The end result is her silvered hair, pinned back slightly to allow it to drape loosely behind her ears allows features such as her eyes to be more visible, those silvery, apparently pupilless eyes giving a hauntingly beautiful look.
Her silver-white gown, however, may draw more attention than anything else, however. Cut from a silk charmeuse fabric blend, the dress accentuates and displays the woman's shape and features even more than the style of it might. Might, given the fact that the dress has a low dipping halter neckline, platinum studs and glittering, if small gemstones lining the halter neckline. The dress itself on either side is cut, giving a teasing, if definitively accentuated visual of her waistline. The small gemstones and studs woven into the side give only a hint of the flesh beneath, but with the cutouts, the solid fabric forms an 'X' just across her body as it clings very tightly to her form.
The tightness of the dress ends at the hips, the dress blossoming outwards in a free-flowing skirt that rustles softly amidst Talynn's movements, a pair of white slips with a modest heel to them at the bottom.
Camera2> "Wow, a girl wearing LESS makeup than the others? Okay, she's got guts to go light on that stuff! Talynn! I salute you for that!" Aya even does a little salute. Awww~!
"Wow, that dress has some nice glitter to it, too. I wish I had the money to afford jewlery like this, but all my money goes into my newspaper and ways to keep it running."
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"Ah, Talynn Black. A gorgeous woman who, if I remember my couplings, is dating Rylia Wayas. If I remember correctly, she's rather catty and playful, and I always got along with her fairly well. I've had the pleasure of eating at the Wayfarer once or twice for dinner, though Rylia doesn't really invite me over much these days. I assume it's because she's busy with her own thing."
The half-angel shakes his head, "Anyway, she's really working that dress. it almost seems natural on her."
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The announcer says, "And next up, we have Yuna Kagurazaka, from Shiraokadai, Yokohama, Japan. She enjoys watching TV and collecting plushies, and was born on April 17, 2283."
Yuna walks out on the catwalk, smiling brightly, seemingly not nervous at all as she walks along the catwalk. Her gaze flits over the audience and cameras, her warm smile staying in place, but she doesn't nod or wave; she walks to the platform at the end of the catwalk, pauses to curtsey briefly, and then heads back up to the entrance at the same brisk but relaxed pace, stepping out of view behind the curtain again.
You're looking at a very cute girl, probably in her mid-teens or so; her long blonde hair is currently gathered back in a thigh-length ponytail, held together at the back of her head by a ribbon of simple white silk, tied into a bow. Her poofy bangs don't quite cover her wide, dark green eyes, set above a small nose and a slightly curved mouth; between the curve of her lips and her bright, expressive eyes, she seems like someone who smiles a lot.
She's presently wearing a formal evening gown, of what looks like navy blue velvet. Her arms are mostly bare, except for the slightly puffed short sleeves, covering her shoulders; the diamond-shaped neckline doesn't dip far enough to show any cleavage, but the bodice appears to be a comfortably snug fit, subtly showing off the modest curve of her breasts without really emphasizing them. Another white ribbon is tied around her waist like a sash or belt; below that, the dress stops following her body quite so closely, flowing over her hips before falling around her legs, loose enough to sway a little as she walks. The skirt reaches down almost to her ankles, allowing a glimpse of black leather pumps which adorn and protect her feet.
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"Now there's another bright star of the Union. She's always sunny on Union channels and generally seems to be quite the nice girl. Not to mention that she looks absolutely stunning in that dress." He drums his fingers, "I'd say she may be a contender for this competition."
Camera2> "She does look stunning, and I have to say she's a very talented girl with a lot of inner beauty, too!"
Aya gives a knowing smile to Psyber as she says "She helped us out in Gensokyo once! A very nice girl with a heart of gold, always ready to help out others! That's really something to admire. If this contest were about who had the biggest heart, I'd say Nanoha and Yuna would be the top competitors."
Camera2> "Alright, and that ends the female portion! And now, um…" Aya looks a bit nervous. "It looks like it's time for the male division, which I admit I'm not as sure how to comment on. I'm still kinda shy around most men. Y'know, again, 99% women in my world and all."
Poor Aya. Apparently she's not sure she wants to comment on this part, but…That is the duty of the news reporter.
Camera2> Suddenly, music plays. Deep, and thrumming.
"/I'm/ too sexy for my love too sexy for my love. Love's going to leave me!"
And there he is! Coming out from the catwalk is the towering form of Alex Louis Armstrong. His official Amestris military uniform impeccably tailored to his massive body. The large man strides forwards, medals emblazoned on his chest, and boots shined to a spectacular shine. He looks incredibly solemn and serious. His moustache, bushy as ever, has been specially trimmed. His bright eyes staring out into the crowd. For all he holds himself with incredible confidence, he has never done this before, and his eyes are just a /little/ squinty. Though that soon rectifies itself as the announcer declares…
And next up, we have Alexander Louis Armstrong, from Amestris! He enjoys … spending time with his fantastic family, and playing with his adopted … doll, Hina Ichigo! And he was born on the 1st of February, 1912!"
"I'm too sexy for my shirt too sexy for my shirt. So sexy it hurts, And I'm too sexy for Milan. Too sexy for Milan. New York and Japan! And I'm too sexy for your party. Too sexy for your party. No way I'm disco dancing!"
By now, Alex has strode across the catwalk, approaching the end of the catwalk with absolute poise. This, his walk states, is a man who knows where he is going. And there is nothing that is going to stop him from getting there. At the end of the catwalk, he pauses for a moment, and raises one gauntlet clad hand into a fist…
"I'm a model you know what I mean? And I do my little turn on the catwalk. Yeah on the catwalk on the catwalk yeah. I do my little turn on the catwalk~"
AND SUDDENLY! In a single, fluid motion his entire upper part of the uniform has been discarded, flung into the crowd, he lets out a mighty "HRRRRRRRRRRRRM!" Striking a dramatic pose, his suddenly bare torso /FLEXES/ mightily, and for an instant, all around him, pink sparkles dance and play, lighting up the area for a brief moment.
"I'm too sexy for my car too sexy for my car. Too sexy by far. And I'm too sexy for my hat~. Too sexy for my hat! What do you think about that?"
And so… he pauses only to give a twitch of his moustache, a wink to the crowd, and he struts back down the catwalk. Elegant.
Camera2> What the. Did Aya just pass out? Oh dear god, it looks like she passed out! Wait, wait, no, there she is.
"S, sorry! I just…That kind of overwhelmed me! Is it legal to radiate that much masculinity? Even the one most noteworthy man in Gensokyo isn't this, well…um…Manly. But at least he's proud of himself, I guess that's a good thing?'
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CRASH. That's the sound as Psyber's drink, which was in his hand, slams to the ground and shatters. Luckily, it was pretty empty at the time, and a Prinny quickly comes out to sweep up the glass and replace it with a new drink. Psyber is left sitting there, looking completely confused and only able to ask, "What the hell did I just watch?"
Camera2> (OOC: The following is NOT an actual character, but rather, an OC Concept of mine. Since Armstrong had no competition, I decided to give him some. - Mid-Boss.)
A theme song strikes the stage, echoing out a soft tune done by synth instruments and soft gong-tones. There's a small gleam of light that comes to the side of the stage: 'And next up, we have Noran Izkiel from 'Ancient's Zelka!'. He enjoys sunny days, the art of Magic, and is …2351 years old?" No, it's not a lie! The person that walks out is, indeed, 2351 years old. But he's no old man, or a walking skeleton… infact, he looks like a mature, healthy, and ample built 15 year old. White hair flows down just to the top of his eyes, with a long but thin ponytail of hair running down his spine, just stopping above his waist. For his formal wear, he's gone to wearing… well, he doesn't really -have- formal wear. Instead, he wears what 'Ancient's Zelka' has considered formal: A long, decorative, red coat that ends to his ankles, his arms putting one sleeve in the other, held at his waist. A pair of rather lose fitting black dress pants go down to a pair of black boots. If some were to look at his chest, they would see a black turtleneck sweatshirt of sorts, with a small rose stuck into the collar. His eyes, a light emerald color, shine brightly into the lights of the stage as he makes his move on the catwalk, reaching the end only to give a soft, and polite bow to the audience, before moving on back stage.
Concept Picture: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v297/Rhode/Aaron.jpg
Camera2> "Okay, HIM I like. Polite, refined, and he carries a less um…Self ego inflating kinda pride about him! I think he's kinda cute too. And the outfit's real classy as well!"
Aya sighs, almost dreamily. "That's the kind of man who I'd want to see win, as opposed to um, that other guy."
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Psyber leans back in his seat, "That was a good performance on his part. Not a bad competitor. I must admit, I'm gonna have to disagree with you, Aya. I'd be much more inclined to see Armstrong win. He had some show and power to his performance."
Camera2> "Right, it looks like that part's over, so now we're onto the swimsuit competition! I should warn you this part gets a little more PG-13 at times, but don't worry, it's all legal to show on tv! But parental discretiion IS advised all the same."
Aya seems to be looking forward to this part. Hoboy. "I have to admit I'm curious how Komachi's gonna turn out in this part."
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"Starting off for the Swimsuit portion of the pagent, we have Freya."
Freya steps out in a pink one piece outfit, she defintly blushing this time. She not quite as confinent as she was when she was during the formal wear, but she makes her way up the catwalk, smiling and waving again, her cheeks full of blush. She stop and the end of the catwalk letting the camera focus in on her. Then she turns around walking back along the catwalk, smiling and waving to the camera and the crowd, and then disspeaing behind the curtain.
Freya is wearing a simple on piece pink bathing suit it snug on her body showing off her slghtly larger than average sized chest and firm thighs.
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"I have to admit, it's not often I get a chance to comment idly on footage of women in bathing suits without a lawsuit being levied against me." Psyber idly comments before getting back onto topic, "Freya didn't look to bad in that swimsuit. I have to admit, pink doesn't really seem to be her color, but that's just my personal opinion."
Camera2> "Pink's always a good color, I think." Aya shrugs her shoulders and says "I mean, it's so feminine and cute! Nothing's wrong with that, right? Though I have to wonder how this would have gone if she had come in her um…Full size."
Camera2> Once again it is Jade's turn.
Next up is Jade Veldime.
This time it's swim wear, Jade returns again in a simple pair sandales but the next part is rather provocative it's a form fitting bright red swimsuit which matches with her elemental red hair, she's also as bouncy as any other demoness from the Nether world as she comes out strikes a pose before leaving the stage but at the last moment she turns winks and saunters off.
Camera2> "…Again, I feel so inferior all of a sudden." Aya's hanging her head down as she frowns, that demoness apparently quite discouraging to the girl. "I can't fill out a swimsuit NEARLY that good! And she just…Look at her! It can't be legal to have that kind of figure while wearing a swimsuit, it's too much!"
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"Fun fact about the Netherworld, it's only really the Nekogirls, the Succubi and the Mage Knights that are that chestful. Most of the other girls are flat as boards. I know it bugs the hell out of Etna, so don't worry, Aya." He says as he gives the tengu a thumbs up and a smile.
Camera2> "And now, returning show us the swimsuit portion is Jessie Musashi!
The Music kicks back in, as Jessie walks out from behind the curtains, showing her stuff. Right now, she's wearing a two piece black swim suit, a thing that clings to her curves and don't let go. No straps, just a top that pushes her bust up, and covers the essentials, allowing for an ample amount of cleavage to be viewed without looking trashy.
Her swimsuit bottom is also a full bottom one, snugging onto curves, cut high to show off as much thigh as possible, while still making a modest impression. Her hips are wrapped around by a black silk wrap, which is just loosely tied around her waist, and at her feet she wears a pair of black heels.
She now strikes a few poses, giving the cameras a few shots at her front, her sides, and tugging her wrap loose and off as she shows off her back. She finally spins around and blows another kiss out to the audience, before turning and heading to the back again.
Camera2> "So how DOES she keep her hair like that anyway? I'm betting it's massive amounts of hairgel." Aya tilts her head a bit, looking a little curious as she glances to Psyber. "At this point I'm a little more focused on that than her swimsuit, which admittedly does look good on her."
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"I'm not gonna lie, she looks nice in that swimsuit. However, if I recall correctly, that lovely Kitsune is up next and I'm actually looking forward to that one. Not that this Jessie lady is bad, she's actually pretty smokin in that, but so are most girls here."
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"And again, Kari-Shaba," cues the announcer, signalling the kitsune's return to the stage. This time sporting swim attire… and if you thought the Formal gown showed plenty of figurative skin, this will be a real eye-opener. Again in vibrant royal purple, a bikini top hugs in accent to the kitsune's chest, showing its fair share of cleavage before being overshadowed by the tuff of fur that decorates at the crest of her collarbone. It's tied behind her neck and back, so barebackside is visible when her long hair sways a bit from side to side as she makes the walk down the catwalk, tails away fwishing with the motion of her hips, sandals clopping lightly against her heels with every step. At the end she pauses and leans over a bit, sliding her sunglasses down just a little to peek over them and show the rich color of her eyes, and then rights herself once more. A flameboyant turn flares her tails, showing off where the bottom portion is tied at the back around their base, resulting in a rather large bow that bounces lightly with her steps as she walks off again.
Camera2> "Hm, not bad, but I wonder how she'd compare to Ran Yakumo. That kitsune is AMAZING! She's got brains like a computer." Aya seems to be impressed, all the same though! "Sure a lot of bikinis so far though, I wonder if anyone here believes in using the classic one piece? I kind of hope so, there's a certain charm to it."
Camera2> "Oh there we go. That's the one I was talking about." Psyber looks over at Aya, "Well, if I recall correctly, Freya came out in a one-piece earlier. The pink one, remember? But it is true, most girls seem to be sporting two-piece bikinis this round, not that they all don't look amazing."
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The musical stylings of the song Higan Retour ~ Riverside View can be heard playing again as the next contestant in the swimsuit competition prepairs to come up. The announcer pulls the microphone close as he introduces her.
"And next up in the swimwuit segment, we have Onozuka Komachi from Gensokyo."
Komachi came out holding a Yamaha EWI synth-recorder, playing along with her theme music as she danced her way across the catwalk barefoot. The light rose red swimsuit had the enchanting pattern of higanbana flowers on its scantily covering fabric sections. The bikini top and bottom were tied with bows. Each bow had a higanbana flower on the end of its thong. Komachi kept playing along with her tune on the EWI synth-recorder. She danced and spun at the end of the catwalk before bowing deeply on one foot. Her other foot was high up above her in a rather difficult position for most normal people to hold. After her display at the end of the catwalk, she spun around again while proceeding to do another difficult position to hold. Her shapely figure danced, bounced, and glided its way across the catwalk to the enterace again, her display and song now over.
Camera2> "…Huh, i guess she got that crazy thing from Nitori or something." Aya comments idly. "I didn't know Komachi could play one of those crazy instruments! Then again, I once saw Cirno playing one, somehow." Indeed, the EWI, an instrument so easy to play even a (9) can do it.
"Scary, isn't it?" Aya says idly. "She can be so motivated when she wants to be, but as a Shinigami she's so sub par it's kinda scary."
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Somewhere in the world, a frog has been frozen out of pure anger.
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"Huh, did you feel that just now? I could swear I got a feeling of pure rage." Psyber says before shaking his head, "I have to say, I liked that synth-recorder. That was pretty trippy. It's another bikini, but she worked it pretty well too. Not a bad contestant at all. I like her."
Camera2> "Up next for the swimsuit portion is Lara Croft!"
There are some bathing suits that can have an ounce of modesty. That covers-up, even for a bathing suit. That leaves a little more to the imagination. This isn't really one of those swimsuits. It takes a lot of guts for a woman to wear such a revealing bikini in front of the entire multiverse, but Lara does it with a smile and walks out onto the stage in a pair of heels to go along with it all. The music begins and you can bet she's workin' those hips (Wild Dances by Ruslana)
Lara models a silver, iridescent bikini for the runway walk in the bathing-suit competition! The bikini is deeply cut down the sides, revealing the curve of her breasts right down the middle with a single string between the right and left, keeping the top together. A thin strap wraps up around her neck in one loop, leaving her shoulders bare. The bottom, also silver and shiny, is slung low and sports a gold buckle right in front of her left hip, teasingly catching the eye. The suit certainly flatters her long torso, legs, and curvy body type; and with her in a bikini like this, one can see how slender but athletically toned she is. Her hair is pulled back into a braid so it doesn't get in the way of the 'view', with some wisps of brown hair hanging down.
Once she makes it to the end of the catwalk, she turns around a little, showing off the goods. Her right hand lifts to touch the pair of red glasses she wears down on her nose and she gives the camera a sultry pucker of her lips and a wink before retreating the way she came. Well, no one can say she doesn't have boatloads of self-confidence!
Bikini: http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o146/kaizoku1/daniels.jpg
Music: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fMB6oFsEQx8
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Wait, what's that clicking? What….What IS it-
Oh god, it's Aya Shameimaru. Gensokyo's ace reporter and photographer. She's here, and she's here NOW! Wasn't she supposed to only be around for the results show or something when they actually broadcast this?!
"Alright! That's good, real good! That's one for the photo album! <3" Snapsnapsnap. Looks like the camera managed to catch her in action while the pageant was happening!
"I hope you guys don't mind that I came to this part! I just couldn't miss a good opportunity!"
Camera2> "….Um…Sorry. I couldn't help that part." Aya says with a blush. "I snuck in to get some photos and apparently they were rolling during that part!"
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"Tsk tsk, Aya. Looks like you weren't able to be so unbiased after all." He says as he watches the footage, sipping from his drink, "Regardless, that Bikini looks pretty amazing on Lara. Silver is a nice color for her."
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Suction cups. And string.
Those are the only two words that can possibly describe Lyre's swimsuit. Small pieces of fabric over the chest, connected together via thread. The string is tied in the back, and some of it goes under the chest, for a bit of a lifting effect. On the bottom part of the bikini, it is a bit more of a thong thing, but, it is less visible due to a skirt, mostly made of knitted materials. Can see it through the knitting, but.. still covers up a bit. There /is/ something similar on the top, but a bit looser knit.
And, Lyre walks out, smiling, showing off. At the end of the walk, she leands forward, smiling, showing off her cleavage a bit.
She turns around, smiling, walking off.
Her strategy is obvious: Show off her body.
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Psyber drums his fingers, "There's showing off, there's flaunting, and then there's whoring. I think this one falls into the latter. Sometimes modesty can be MORE attractive than just throwing it all out there. I'm inclined to say that this is one of those times. This is just way to gaudy for me."
Camera2> "I-" Aya nearly falls over! "Is that legal to wear outside?! Or inside, or ANYWHERE?!" She's blushing, and blushing but HEAVILY. "That outfit's just a bit much! or I should say it's not enough, really."
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And for the swimsuit portion, Shiho's return down the catwalk begins with a brisk stroll, the pageboy hairstyle is back and the makup has been thinned to just a base, to give more accent to what she's wearing and her proportions. Going for the fetish croud today she is wearing a modified school swimsuit. Combining the forbidden look of a JUST legal teenager with a short frill skirt along the waist. For the most part the faberic is black with thin straps over her shoulder, the typical '1-A' in a white box on both the upper back and breast portions both draw the eyes to them and show the curves of the chest contrasted aginst the black material. Where the norm diviates is it is totally cut down the side, a strap encircling the front keeps the suit tight to her chest, which in mid stride she raises her arms behind her head as if to stretch, causing her breasts to strain the faberic and give an eyeful to boot, showing the riple lines of her muscles as she walks. Though sorry boys, the bottom piece is whole with an elastic waist secures the frilly one inch skirt along the waist, stopping in time to hide the bottom of the suit and any 'indecent' lines that may show, but skin is revealed again from her mid-hip downward, her legs are the main source of her height, not entirely tone but not those of a lazy woman either. Its clear she excercises at least a few times a week, then again most Japanese people walk everywhere when they can, so its no wonder she is a bit more developed. On her feet are a pair of black shoes made of wet-suit material on the top with soft rubber soles on the bottom for traction both in and out of the water. She smiles again to the judges and bows, before turning to return backstage.
Suiseiseki has partially disconnected.
Camera2> "Huh, she looks really different now." Aya tilts her head as she looks back to Psyber and then back to the video. "I've noticed the schoolgirl swimsuit is a very popular thing, but not with these kinds of modifications! I guess if anything she gets points for originality on that part, huh? Though it looks like it's a little tight for her."
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"A school swimsuit. I think this will HIGHLY appeal to the otaku in the crowd." He looks off screen, "Am I saying that right? Oh-tah-koo, right?" He asks before looking at the camera again, "You know… nerds."
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"And next up in the swimsuit competition…. once more, it's Nanoha Takamachi!"
And with the cue to come out in a swimsuit, Nanoha does just that! Once more with her hair down, the red locks hanging down to the backs of her knees, silky and flowing with every step. Currently she wears a swimsuit. The onepiece design is at once modest yet figure-flattering: it accentuates her curves without flaunting them. Thin straps go over her shoulders, and the rounded neckline dips just below her collarbones. Rather than distracting with patterns, the material is simple and black, with a matte shine. The play of light and shadow along with the close fit display her shapely figure. Her slender waist and taut stomach benefit well from this, allowing her light muscular definition to show in spite of the dark color of the swimsuit. Its sole decoration is a logo on the upper right chest: a trio of diamonds arranged in a V beneath the word "arena", all in white.(For the lazy: to the end of the runway in her black-sandal clad feet. When she reaches the end, the magess raises her hand and waves a bit shyly before bowing to everyone and quickly pacing back up the runway and off stage!
Camera2> "Simple and to the point, I like that!" Aya says with a cheerful smile. "She seems a little nervous up there though, I wonder why? It's not like she's wearing something overly showy! In fact I think it's very cute."
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"Oh see, there you go. There's that one-piece you were askin for a few people ago. See?" he says as he points at the screen and then snaps his fingers, "She wears it well. But again, not that into redheads." He says, waving his hand dismissively.
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"And once here's Shir Gold!" The announcer introduces the thief as she appears on stage once again. She's a bit wet to make sure that her outfit can be seen through. The girl's wearing nothing underneath for maximum fan service of course. She sticks her forked tongue out licking her hand before running it through her hair. Green strands are messed with a bit as she does so. Once that's done she makes her way the front of the stage standing close to the edge of the stage as possible running her hands slowly down her body. She then turns around and makes her way back behind the stage.
She's wearing a light purple two-piece. The top covers her breasts and nothing else. The bottom is tied on one side and slightly torn along the bottom. On her hands are a matching pair of fingerless gloves and on her feet are sandals of the same color.
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"Oooh, there's Shir Gold again! She's a lovely girl, and despite being a thief, I hear she also has a lot of downtime to hang around the Union and is pretty nice to people from what I've seen. I wonder what her talent will be." Psyber comments before looking at Aya, "What do you think?"
Camera2> "Why gloves?" Aya says curiously. "I mean, they just seem like an odd thing to wear with a swimsuit, but that's just me. All the same though, it works, and um…her talent? I'm honestly not sure, this should be interesting and…Woah, is her outfit torn at the bottom? Was that intentional?"
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There isn't quite a unique themesong this time, as Talynn would emerge from the curtains to the announcer, "And now, Talynn Black, Ladies, Gentlemen, and Demons of the Underworld!"
It wouldn't be too terribly hard for there for be a themesong all the same as Talynn saunters on out.
Almost moreso than the 'formal wear' portion of the competition, the swimsuit that Talynn chose exalts many of her athletic features. And more than a handful of her sensual features.
The woman's 5'2" height in particularly is a factor easily seen from the lack of heels or anything else from full clothing wear, instead the former assassin and Confederate opting for matching open-toe sandals. But the actual suit carries most of the impact.. given that while it is a one-piece suit, it could qualify for much less. This is due to the low back on the black, shimmering material of the swimsuit, but also that her swimsuit itself? Is cut in a wide 'V' that goes from her neck to just below her belly button, revealing no small amount of clevage..
..but at the same time, hinting at more. This is accomplished by the same fabric being woven in the front by a criss-cross pattern that snugly hugs against her shapely form, accentuated all the more by the high cut up her thigh, ending at her waist, and a not-quite thong narrowness to the front and back. It's clearly designed to show some, yet not all of her features, but leaving just enough to the imagination. The suit's ties go behind her neck, leaving her arms and shoulders; muscled but lithe, quite open.
Definitely along the line's of Talynn's style and reputation. One might even think she's having a bit of fun with the even one certain rocker cajoled her into here. She gives the audience a playful smile, one hand on her hip as she completes her catwalk circuit, this time in the 'swimwear' department.
(Desc included as part of the pose. Picture: http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d165/Aryn2382/talswimsuit.jpg)
Camera2> "Well um…I GUESS that's a onepiece. Technically?" Aya blushes a little yet again, looking at this one! "I have to admit it's fairly flattering on her, a bit showy but-Well, it works for her, I suppose! How about you, Psyber? What do you think about this one?'
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"Ah! And again Talynn black comes out! She looks quite nice in that swimsuit, she wears it well. I must admit I'm surprised to even see her in this competition at all. I never figured her for it. But that's neither here nor there. It's a nice swimsuit."
Camera2> The announcer says, "And again, Yuna Kagurazaka .."
Yuna walks out onto the stage again, a little hesitantly at first, but whatever unease she felt is quickly banished as she walks down the catwalk again, her smile returning full-force. It's clearly not a fake stage smile, either - it's warm and heartfelt. Again, she pauses briefly on the platform at the end of the catwalk, then turns and strides back to the curtain, disappearing from sight once more.
You're looking at a very cute girl, probably in her mid-teens or so; her long blonde hair is currently gathered into a thigh-length ponytail, tied back at the back of her head. Her poofy bangs don't quite cover her wide, dark green eyes, set above a small nose and a slightly curved mouth; between the curve of her lips and her bright, expressive eyes, she seems like someone who smiles a lot.
You have a pretty good view of her body at the moment as well, attired as she is in a one-piece swimsuit, dark green in color; it fits her body snugly, showing off her modest curves as well as her slender build; a diamond-shaped cut-out reveals her trim belly, from her solar plexus down to slightly below her belly button while leaving her breasts entirely covered. If you look at her from behind, her back is mostly visible, the swimsuit exposing her smooth, flawless skin down to about her waist.
Camera2> "Another one piece! Though showing a bit here and there it seems. Still cute I suppose!" Aya gives another approving smile to this one. "She looked a little nervous at first, I could tell looking at the way she walked out! But look at that recovery! Pure confidence all the way out after that!"
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"Oh, yeah, there's Yuna again!" Psyber says as he watches the girl on stage, "You'd thinks he'd be used to wearing that kinda stuf fin public, being an idol and a magical girl and all. Still, she wears that outfit like it was made for her." Idly he turns to Aya, "You think she has a boyfriend?"
Camera2> "Well um." Aya sighs, hanging her head. "It looks like it's time for the men's swimsuit competition which means…"
The tengu looks nervous. VERY nervous. "Armstrong is up next. Again. Psyber? Um…." She shuts her eyes, and frowns.
"Just tell me when it's over, okay?"
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"Body…wanna feel my body?~ Body…such a thrill my body~ Body…wanna touch my body? Body…it's too much my body~."
"Alexander Louis Armstrong." The announcer declares.
And indeed it is! BOUNDING out of the back, this time, Alex is all but naked to begin with, and he is apparently just fine with this! For swimwear, he has chosen a bright pair of short pink swimming trunks, and a bright pink swimming cap. Which does nothing, as a hole has been cut for his little bob of blonde hair to poke through anyway.
"Every man wants to be a macho macho man, to have the kind of body, always in demand!Jogging in the mornings, go man go! Works out in the health spa, muscles glow! You can best believe that, he's a macho man. Ready to get down with, anyone he can!"
Approaching the end of the catwalk, he punches the air suddenly, and again, there is a bright shower of pink sparkles, but, this time, rather than just strike a dramatic pose, one hand rests on his hips, and he /points/ towards the judges tables, before he gives a big thumbsup, and flexes his chest magnificently. He has but one thing to say…
"HRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRM!"
And then he turns, shaking his fine pink tushy as he goes, to the wonderful strains of:
"Hey! Hey! Hey, hey, hey!!! Macho, macho man (macho man)~I've got to be, a macho man! Macho, macho man I've got to be a macho! Ow…. Macho, macho man! I've got to be, a macho man! Macho, macho man (yeah, yeah)! I've got to be a macho!"
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"Augh god damnit." Psyber says as he flails in his chair, "You didn't tell me I was gonna have to put up with this!" He says to Aya as he says, "Alright, youc an open your eyes. It's over."
Camera2> Aya seems to be covering her ears now too, frowning as she keeps her eyes shut! "Is it over?! IS IT OVER?! I…Is it…?!"
She opens her eyes finally, and frowns as she did manage to catch the very start of it, and that was enough.
She's now pressing up to Psyber, hugging him and uh-Sobbing. Yes, she's in tears.
"T-That was so horrible! I, I, there's no words for this! It's the most horrible thing I've seen in 1000 years!"
Camera2>
This time, a gentle, soothing, theme played by a simple koto is heard. The announcer once again calls out: "Noran Izkiel!" The boy walks… or, rather, floats from back stage, out onto the sage floor, before he sets down in a pair of sandles, a black towel slung over his shoulder, with a very decorative pair of swimtrunks, with dragon designs of various colors all over the place. For the age he is, he has quite the well toned body, a few bit of abbs showing, as well as some muscle in his arms, but nothing too much. He still keeps that long hair of his in a pony tail, as thin as it may be, giving the camera and point with his finger, then a wink with a smirk, before moving back to step off stage~.
Camera2>
Psyber pats Aya on the head and says in a soothing voice, "There, there, that competitor you lied is back. Noran, his name was. You don't need to worry about the sparkling and muscles any more.
Camera2> liked**
Camera2> "aaaaah, now that's my kind of man! Not TOO overmuscled, cute in all the right places~!" Uh oh, Aya's wings are fluttering! "That's the kind of man I want to meet, siiiiiigh~"
Camera2> Aya returns, sitting on a pocket of air via her wind manipulation as she gives a polite nod to the camera! "Good evening, Multiverse! And welcome to the second half of the BEAUTY!!! Pageant results show! Last night, we got to see women and men displaying formal attire, as well as some alluring and perhaps overdoing it swimsuits. Tonight, we'll be looking at what may make or break the results for many contestants! The talent portion! This, I think, will be the most entertaining moment of the show! And Psyber, as co-host, I'm curious, what's your opinion on this?"
Camera2> Psyber, meanwhile, sits in a relaxed manner on a foldable chair, with a new drink in his hands, "Well, Aya, I won't lie. I'm interested to see what diverse array of talents these contests have. I hope to see a wide variety of talent."
Camera2> Psyber contestants**
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Freya steps out onto the stage in her usual purple dress outfit.. She looks to the camera. "", she says as does a twirl and form shifts and changes and she 50 feet tall Clothing intact! If that wasn't impressive enough Then she starts to sing!
"Your majesty I have a confession, my secret I must now betray! I was not a born fool it took work to get this way! When I was a lad I was gloomy and sad. And I was from the day I was born! When other lads giggled and gurgled and wiggled I proudly was loudly forlorn!", she does a bow to the crowd.
My friends and my family looked at me clammily Thought there was something amiss! When others found various antics hilarious! All I could manage was this! 'hoo hoo!" Or this! 'hoo waahhh!"
My father he shouted he needs to be clouted. His teeth on a wreath. Ill hand him My mother she cried as she rushed to my sideYoure a brute and you dont understand himSo they send for a witch, with a terrible twitch! To ask how my future impressed her She took one look at me and cried hehehehehe, he? What else could she be but a jester!
Now where could I learn any comical turn! That was not in a book on the shelf! No teacher to take me and mold me and make me. A merryman, fool, or an elf! But Im proud to recall that in no time at all With no other recourses but my own resourcesWith firm application and determination I made a fool of myself!", Freya does a curtiey to the carmera and the crowd.
"I bought a little gun and I learned to shootI bought a little a horn and I learned to tootNow I can shoot and toot aint that cute?",shs say with a big grin on her face!
I started to travel to try to unravel My mind and to find a new chanceWhen I got to Spain it was suddenly plain That the field that appealed was the dance The Spanish were clannish but I wouldnt vanish I learned every step they had planned
The first step of all isnt hard to recall Cause the first step of all is to stand!
..and stand!
.and stand!", she baps herself on the head. "Ah I got stuck for a second there!"
She starts to sing again "..They sometimes stand this way for days! Then they get very mad at the floor and start to stomp on it!", and Freya lift of her foot and STOMPS! The ground shakes a bit! "Ah sorry!
After all of my practice the terrible fact is I made a fool of myself!, she bows to the crowd again!
She reaches over to the side of the stages and picks up 3 cars! "I hope there insurace covers this!", and she tosses them in the air and start to juggle them!
"Sadly decided that dancing as I did! To sing was a thing that was sure I found me a teacher a crotchety creature Who used to sing coloratura! She twisted my chin pushed my diaphragm in With a poker she vocalized me!
When she said it was best that I threw out my chest
You may gather that rather surprised me I was on solid ground till I suddenly found That in Venice I was to appear The gala locale was a choppy canal And me, a high sea gondolier I nervously perched as the gondola lurched Before the Kings palazzo As I started my song my voice it was strong But my stomach I fear was not so!
Oh solo mio, ooohhhhhhhhhhh! Oh solo mio, ooohhhhhhhh!
When I fell overboard how his majesty roared And before a siesta he made me his jester And I found out soon that to be a buffoon Was a serious thing as a rule For a jesters chief employment! Is to kill himself for your enjoyment And a jester unemployed is nobodys fool!", the song end as she catches the cars one of on top of each other with one hand!
Freya is back to her normal size now, after the display, still in her purple dress…
Camera2> "…Somehow I had a feeling she was going to do that." Aya says. "Bringing her size into the talent show. The song…Um….I've never heard one with lyrics like THAT, before…"
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Psyber rubs his chin and says, "Yes. Singing is a wonderful talent. And her ability to turn giant was nice as well. Overall, a very good performance."
Camera2> "…My neck is starting to kink a little…" Mid-Boss goes, having to look sharply during the whole routine. But once Freya comes back to normal size, he gives a little sigh of relief, and rubs the back of his neck a little. "-Much- better, mademoiselle!" He gives a grin, and leans back his his seat, one hand closing and moving to rest against his cheek. "…So… Gardening… That's an odd talent. Though, I'm sure your garden is quite beautiful… Would you call yourself a 'Jolly Green-Thumbed Giant'?" He smirks some at his little pun, then leans forwards a bit. "What brought about your interest in gardening, exactly?"
The Prinny has a different question as he jots down notes on a pad in front of him. Eventually, the black penguin stops writing and finally manages to ask said question, which is: "Tell me. Everyone here talks about their strengths. What would you say is your greatest weakness?"
"Goddamn." Such is the musing of the 8-bit figure, puffing thoughtfully on his cigarette for the duration of the performance. The Judge The Guy takes a moment, before crushing the butt of his cigarette in an 8-bit ashtray. He looks a bit disshevveled, probably thanks to that huge stomp. "My question: Was the talent the song choice, or yer ability to shake the earth?"
Camera2> "…I'm just glad they didn't do duets. I can only imagine if Freya had done this show in duet with um…Say…Suika." Aya is terrified of that thought, apparently. "I admit I can't complain much though! She used her signature ability as part of the show! It makes sense, really. if I'd competed? I'd have probably used my Wind and Danmaku somehow."
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"I have no idea who Suika is." Psyber very blatantly admits to Aya before sipping from the drink in his hand, "Wind and Danmaku for a talent, eh? Well that sounds like it woulda been interesting."
Camera2> Freya smiles at Mid-boss joke. "Well Mister Vyers. It a combation of influences and experinces.. My mother was a big er imporant infulence in my life and she loved to garden so I help her out with that when I was younger and enjoyed it greatly. Also I like having fresh foods and vegeables when I cook. I find it better than much of store bought produce..", she turns to the Prinny. "my greatest weakness?", she thinks on that. "Oh I would say that I care too much…", she offer a symapatic smile answering that question. She turns to the third judge. "The song of course! Anyone can shake the earth giving the proper montivation But the song, the singing was something only I can do."
"A good opening act to start off the Pageant…" Mid-Boss goes, leaning down and penning in a few things on his own pad. After a few strokes, he finishes up, and slips the pad between the spirals on top, humming a soft tune to himself. Something about a 'Thinking Chair'. "Mademoiselle Freya, thank you for coming! Go ahead and step down, you deserve a rest." After which, Mid-Boss pulls up a clipboard, with a list… "And next up, we have Jade!"
Camera2> "…Care too much, a weakness?" Aya shakes her head a bit. "If I had a zenni for every time I heard THAT one! I mean, I suppose it can be true if you care to the point you do reckless things, but-Wouldn't you say that one's a bit cliche, Psyber?"
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"It's a bit cliche of an answer, but I suppose it's true in some cases. I can't really comment on her answers." He says as he reclines, "How would you have answered, I'm curious? What's YOUR weakness, Aya?"
Camera2> Next up is the talent show, that should be easy she comes back out in the normal outfit Mystic Knights are known for wearing namely a body suit long sleeves, a tabbard, boots and thigh high stalkings. She is also dragging a prinny. Which is freaking out. Dood! Don't do it dood! Please no! I'll be good dood!
Jade scowls at him and death glares at him What ever this prinny has done they got it coming to them! Several other demons appear some distance away. The announcer calls out. Now Jade will demonstrate the official sport of the Netherworld Prinny tossing!
The Prinny freaks out even more as jade grabs it starts to go like a hammer throws spinning round, and around and around, then lets the prinny fly!
NOOOOOOOOOOOO DOOOOD! WHY ME!
The prinny hits the target and there is an epic explosion which some how looks like a heart before it fades away, and the charged exploded prinny falls to the ground some distance away from the grounds itself.
Camera2> "…That was…um. A little uneventful." Aya deadpans. "I mean, it was funny in a way, I hear Prinnies are MADE to explode but, um. …That was it?"
Aya sighs. "She could have been abit more creative and done something like say, Prinny Bowling."
Camera2>
Psyber winces, "I'm more amazed she chose Prinny Bowling as her past time when… you know… one of those judges is, in fact, a Prinny."
Camera2> Mid-Boss blinks at… the display of talent. And a prinny shows up next to him, angry faced. "That was mean, dood! That shouldn't even be a talent dood! No score! Disqualified, dood!!" Mid-Boss turns to the Prinny, giving a small 'hush hush' motion… then he looks to Jade.
"Mademoiselle Jade…" He begins, smiling, leaning back in his seat a little. "…Tell me… From one demon to another, from the same netherworld…" He leans forwards.
"What is love?"
Oh man. Prinny Baal is scowling up a storm. This actually may be the first time all competition he's broken his somewhat sagacious facade. He hmms and looks down at the clipboard in front of him. His question is… "So… you think throwing a defenseless creature is an admirable talent?"
Puff. Puff. The Judge The Guy is silent. Ohhhhh that's going to fly so well. Tossing prinnies. For a moment, the 8-bit man casts a glance over at his high level co-judge, before flicking his cigarette. One hand reaches over, setting firmly on Ball's shoulder… Thing.
"Calm man. Calm. Don't kill the contestants." He says, attention returning to Jade before lighting another 8-bit cig.
"I was going to ask your stance on animal cruelty, but I think that answered that for me. So my new question, and I hope you've got a doozy of an answer."
"Are you man enough to turn around and walk down that aisle. And not Press 'R' to retry once?"
What is that? Is he slipping a giant cherry to Baal, under the table?
Suiseiseki has arrived.
Verius says, "What is love? Baby don't hurt me, don't hurt me no more. o/~"
Verius headbob.
Kari-Shaba hurts Verius. In the kinkiest way possible
Verius enjoys it!
Lira …
Camera2> "Um…I'm a bit speechless." Aya sighs. "I think HER chances of winning just kinda, y'know. Went up in the smoke of that exploding prinny, poor girl! Ah well, there's always the next time, right?"
Saber has arrived.
<OOC> Saber says, "good heavens."
<OOC> Saber says, "argh"
Saber has left.
Camera2> Psyber shakes his head, "You hate to see someone crash and burn like that. Ya really do, Aya. But the talent portion is as much about knowing who you're appealing to as it is being talented."
Camera2> Jade looks at Prinny Baal she's a bit intomatated for a moment but she replies. "Defenseless? They are the souls of dead evil humans who are paying for their crimes, and it's our job as demons of the Netherworld to make them /earn/ their shot at redeption." Thank goodness etna is here. "That one tried to spy on the other girls while they were chaning. Why do you think I did that." She's dead if she's dad so she's not going to cower for once. She looks over the Guy for a moment and she nods. "I'm a woman but yes I'm not going to hit R. Why would I, I'm not a lamer."
Now the big imporant question, she feels a sudden urge to burt into song at that question, but manages not to how. Prehaps it's the thats the hardest question. "What is love….?" She looks at the demon of love for a moment. "I think that's one of those things that can't be properly put into words without it sounding odd as Love can be e bit different for everyone but when you find it you will know what you have found."
%rIF there are no further questions' she'll take her leave and head back as soon as she's suposed to.
Mid-boss nods some… and then he leans back… and looks over at The Guy… … … … … Then back to his list. "… Right then!… Now… next up is.. 'Jessie'!"
Kari-Shaba says, "Dangit, where's Rex, it's almost to my part. :p"
Camera2> "I dunno, aya. Do you think that Prinny was really was peeping? Or do you think she made that up to try to justify exploding it?" He asks the small Tengu girl.
Lira >.>
Camera2> "…I'm not sure I want to know. But I have a feeling that prinny doesn't want to be hurt anymore, after all that. And I do kinda feel sorry for it! Don't hurt the prinnies."
Aya sighs. And for some reason, seems to briefly hum 'what is love.' "…Why am I humming this!?"
Camera2> "And now, returning to perform for the talent portion is Jessie Musashi!"
Jessie returns to the platform after being announce, fairly quickly, as she's ALREADY in her Team Rocket attire, with a microphone in hand as she smiles and lifts it to her mouth and speaks, "Ladies and Gentlemen, for my Talent section, I'm going to sing for you 'I'll Be There', by Megumi Hayashibara."
With that, the music begins, and Jessie sways to the beginning frames, before singing, in fluent Japanese.
o/‘ Ureshii koto Tanoshii koto o/`
o/` Takusan issho ni shiyou o/`
o/` Tsunaida te to te ni o/`
o/` Kawasarete ’ru yakusoku o/`
o/` Sabishii toki Setsunai toki o/`
o/` Hitori de ochikomanaide o/`
o/` Kimi no soba ni boku o/`
o/` Kanarazu iru kanjite o/`
o/` Tsuyoi koto wa taisetsu da ne o/`
o/` Da kedo namida mo hitsuyou sa o/`
o/` Kara-kara kawaita kokoro ja o/`
o/` Nani mo dekinai yo o/`
o/` Nani mo kanjirarenai o/`
o/` * Hito wa naze doushite o/`
o/` Hontou no kimochi wo tojikomeru no o/`
o/` Dekiru koto Yaritai koto o/`
o/` Ippo-zutsu arukeba ii o/`
o/` Puroguramu sareta ikikata ni o/`
o/` Nagasanai kimi ga suki o/`
o/` Doko made mo tuite yuku yo o/`
o/` Kono te zutto zutto hanasanai o/`
o/` Wakuwaku suru suteki na koto o/`
o/` Dondon fuyashite yukou o/`
o/` Hikiau chikara wo o/`
o/` Shinjirareru sunao ni o/`
o/` Kisu wo shiyou dakishimeyou o/`
o/` Nukumori wo kanjiaou o/`
o/` Kotoba wa iranai o/`
o/` Atsui omoi kanjiru o/`
o/‘ Deau tame ni umareta n’ da o/`
o/` Totemo nagai toki wo koete o/`
o/` Dokidoki mawari-hajimeta o/`
o/` Kokoro wo ima sara dare mo o/`
o/` Tomerarenai yo o/`
o/‘ Hito wa naze doushite o/`
o/` Hontou no kimochi ni kizukanai no o/`
o/` Suki na koto ya suki na hito o/`
o/` Tada sore dake no koto na no ni o/`
o/` Gomakashite mo Minai-furi shite mo o/`
o/` Nani mo kawaranai kara o/`
o/` Massugu ni ikite yukou o/`
o/` Sono hi tooku mae wo mite iru ne o/`
Chorus Repeat*
After repeating the chorus one last time, Jessie smiles and bows to everyone.
Megumi Hayashibara - I’ll Be There
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M9c_4uZgJHo
Camera2> "I kinda liked her dress better. That outfit doesn't quite flatter her, I think! Too much of an advertisement with that giant R written on it, don't you think?" Aya sighs, motioning to the outfit Jessie has adorned for the singing portion of her performance. "At least it's a good song, in the end. I guess that's the important part considering it's talent, huh?"
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"Oh! Another song!" Psyber says as he tilts his head, "Odd though…" he seems to think on something and then shake his head, "It wasn't a bad song, I agree, but she shoulda worn something snappier."
Camera2> Once applause has finally stopped form the audience, Mid-Boss is the first to speak, leaning back just a slight bit in his seat, holding up a pen to his face. Almost as if… examining it… then he smiles, leaning forwards. "An most welcome display, Mademoiselle. Now… my question to you…"
He leans back a little… "What's /most/ important to you, in your life?"
Second to come up is Prinny Baal! The jet-black penguin finishes jotting notes on his clipboard, "Hm… Jessie Musashi…" He seems to think on a question as he reads some paperwork, "What do you think you would be doing with your life if you were not a member of Team Rocket?"
That judge… The Judge The Guy seems to be mulling over just what to ask, as he drags his cigarette down to the filter. "Uh huh. 'Nother one with the singin'. Okay. Okay that's fine. It's popular. I get it." Now. Here's The Question of The Guy.
"So how did ya manage to get around the translation effect?"
Camera2> "Those…Are really good quesitons! I want to know how she got around the translation effect myself!" Aya tilts her head. "I mean, I know what she sang, I'm a native Japanese speaker and all but-Yeah. How'd she DO that?! Though given her background, I'd like to know waht she considers most important, too. This should be interesting to hear, eh Psyber?" She shoulder nudges the co-host, smiling.
Camera2>
"I dunno, the questions portion is my favorite, personally. Anyone can strut their stuff and look pretty, I'm interested to see which of these girls have substance and which are just airheads." He quips back to Aya, taking a sip.
Camera2> Jessie waits to listen to all the questions, and the expression on her face makes it clear that she's forcing herself to look pleasant as she thinks about the answers… Or at least for the first two questions. Still, the discomfort with the questions are hidden away, as she proceeds to answer, one by one…
The first question gets this replies, "Well, Mid-Boss," Utterly paying no mind to his correction, "As far as the most important thing to me, I think it would be my Pokemon, Arbok in particular." She smiles fondly, as she says, "I received Arbok when I was a kid, on my birthday, some time before I got my license. He was my first pokemon, and he's been with me this entire time." Not her MOST important thing, but she does love the snake.
To The Prinny Baal, she replies, "What would I be doing?" She proceeds to lie through her teeth, "I'd probably be a nurse for Pokemon. I do love pokemon you know, and I did go to nursing school, but because of a little mixup I never completed it. But I'm sure I'd have been a great nurse!" As false a smile as she could ever put up.
The Guy? She just flat out tells him, "I couldn't find the lyrics in English, so I just got the ones in Romaji. I have no idea what I was singing, but it sounded good, didn't it?"
Mid-Boss gives a small twitch of his eye at being called … well, Mid-Boss. Like his panel didn't say his name loud enough! But each answer is taken in… And he smiles. "You seem… tense." He notes, relaxing in his chair, pulling up a clipboard in full view as he pens in a few things. "…You won't have to be tense for much longer. We just write a few things down aaaaaand…" Mid-Boss smiles, leaning up. "Mademoiselle Jessie, /thank you/ for the wonderful song, and for showing up today. You make take a bow…" After which, he directs her off stage~. Then, he looks at his clip board… and he announces: "Kari-Shaba!"
Camera2> "Interesting answer. I find I didn't like them that much, though." Psyber says bluntly, shifting in the chair, "Her answer towards 'The Guy' was completely lacking in any explanation. A shame, really."
<OOC> Lira says, "Wait, is tG and baal judges on this round? o.O???"
Nanoha says, "They judged the whole competition."
<OOC> Lira bwuhs. "I thought it was Aya and Psyber last night.
Nanoha says, "MidBoss was REALLY low on judges, so they volunteered."
Nanoha says, "No, Aya and Psyber did commentary."
Subaru says, "I think Aya was just a commentator."
Lira says, "OH!"
Kari-Shaba says, "No, they're the hosts"
Camera2> "Yeah, that's not really a good answer she gave The Guy, but." Aya looks a bit surprised! "A nurse? She doesn't seem like the kind, caring type from the rumors I've heard! But maybe I heard wrong, rumors can be mistakes, afterall. Alright, so Kari's up next, huh? This was the one you liked, right Psyber~?"
Camera2> ((BRACE FOR YER SPAM))
Lira ohdeargod.
Camera2> Kari-Shaba strides out onto the stage, holding her staff as if it were a stand mic. She stops at the center, turns to face and point at the 'audience', starting to sing what is more of a rhythmic, ominous chant at first. "I put a spell on you… and now you're mine. You can't stop the things I do… I ain't lyyyyyin'." She flips her held out hand over, holding up five fingers. "It's been five hundred years, right down to the day… Now this kitsune's back," she stomps a foot on the stage, causing small plumes of foxfire to shoot up briefly, "And there's hell to pay. I put a spell on you…" She takes a few steps forward, then thrusts her arm out, sweeping it upwards. "And noooow… you'rrrrre…" A sadistic grin curls her lips, "Miiiine!"
There's a subtle charge of energy rippling through the air, as the accompanying music, generated entirely through her magic, blasts to life out of seemingly thin air, as Kari makes a sweeping gesture, taking a few dance-like steps back, tails swaying as she turns to face forward again, full out singing this time. "o/~ I put a spell on you, and now you'rre gone!o/~" A couple of ghostly magical illusions swirl into being behind her, taking up the 'back up singers' position and mock waving at the audience. ~Gone, gone, gone! So long!~ "o/~My wammy fell on you," Kari strikes her staff to the ground with a thump and a small flare of mana, "And it was strong!o/~" ~So strong, so strong, so strong!~ Her other hand thrusts towards the audience with fingers curled as if to grab onto someone. "o/~Your wretched little lives have all been cursed," then snaps it back to thumb to her chest as if pointing at herself, "'Cuz of all the kitsunes working, I'm the worst! I put a spell on you, and now you're miiiiine!o/~" Tails flare side to side as she walks up the catwalk, the phantasms in the background doing a side-to-side panic-look motion. ~Watch out! Watch out! Watch out watch out!~
Kari-Shaba stops as she reachs the end of the walkway and points her staff out before her. "o/~ If you don't believe, you'd better get superstitious! Just ask the spirits," She jabs a thumb over her shoulder, to which the phantams recoil in mock-horror. ~Ooooh she's vicious!~ "o/~ I put a spell on you… a wicked spell," There's a pause, flashes of magical essence flaring briefly from her eyes, "o/~I put a spell on you… o/~" The staff disappears in a flash as she thrusts it up, motes of mana starting to swirl and dance about her fingers. The motions she starts to make appear as if tracing some arcane ritual or ruins in the air to go with the chant-like manner the rest of the song takes on. 'o/~ Ah say ento pi, alpha mabe upendie! o/~" ~Ah say ento pi, alpha mabe upendie!~ But the way she twirls and moves and sways her hips and tails in the process, it looks as much as like a dance. "o/~In comma, coriyama!o/~ ~In comma, coriyama!~ And then afterimages of her finger-tracing are scattered into sparkles as she thrusts her hand through it. "o/~ Hay ay! Hi eye! Say-ay bye-ye! Byyyyye-byyyyyye-yyyye.. o/~" Kari throws her arms into the air, the phantams suddenly bursting themselves into a bright but harmless shower of prismatic sparks almost like stage fireworks. "BYE-BYE!" Kari-Shaba ducks foward into a bow as the display ends, the little motes of magical light flickering about as they fall and finally fade away.
Lira …
Lira walks away.
Lira says, "Check please! I think my sanity left without paying!"
Verius says, "… You had sanity? And you kept it from us?!"
Verius shakes Lira.
Lira augh!
Yuna Kagurazaka says, "Lira-chan, never admit you have sanity around here. Especially not on the OOC side of things."
Camera2> "Now /that/ is how you sing a song." Aya says, nodding sagely. "Don't just make it about the song, put some razzle dazzle in it! Do something to catch the eye of the audience! Make it something exciting! That's how the Prismriver Sisters in Gensokyo do it, and it works good for them! What'd you think Psyber? It was a bit intense but-I liked it!"
Camera2> "That's right, Aya. Kari was one of MY personal favorites among the contestants." He admits to the Tengu before leaning back in his chair to watch the performance, "And I must say, I'm really impressed with her performance. Another song, which seems to be the trend for talent this year, but hey whatever works. I'm very impressed by this one. I kinda wish she'd put a spell on me~." he says wistfully before taking a drink.
Sephiroth says, "The Bette Middler version of 'I Put A Spell On You' from Hocus Pocus."
Camera2>
The judges panel, consisting of Mid-Boss, THE JUDGE THE GUY, and … A level 9999 Prinny Baal, are all clapping once the display ends. No wait, scratch that, The Guy isn't clapping. He's just smoking. No doubt the live audience is clapping though! But once it dies down, Mid-Boss is the first to speak:
"Very very interesting! The energy, the spirit, the BEAUTY of it all! But now… we test your mental.." He leans forwards, fingers locking with each other as he places his chin on his fingers. "Now then… I hope you don't really -mean- those words when you sing them…" He leans back again, and grins a little. "Now… You are a mage of sorts, correct? Why did you excel in magic?"
THE JUDGE THE GUY… "So what kind of… magic are we talking here… Can you, say… crush others with delicious fruit?"
Then comes a big WACK! From Prinny Baal, who gives a slight grunt if disapproval…
"Now, dood. That was a pretty powerful display dood, but The Multiverse contains many people, dood. Who do you think is the strongest, and what makes them so strong, dood?"
Aislyn has arrived.
Lira has left.
Kari-Shaba mwehehehes
Camera2> "…Fruit?" Aya just looks blank. "Why's he asking about fruit? And…The strongest? Well, if Cirno were here, she'd say it was her but-" Shrug. The Tengu looks like she's waiting on answers, more than anything. "This should be an interesting set of answers from an interesting contestant, wouldn't you say?"
Shadow Man snickers.
Leona Ozaki has arrived.
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"Indeed, I wanna see if my favored contestant can answer her questions." He says offhandedly, sitting back in the chair, "Let's wait and see."
Camera2> "Thank you, thank you, and don't worry. Even if it wasn't nonense words, chants won't work over television anyways," Kari-Shaba replies in a sort of off-hand manner and a sly little grin. Maybe just to put the viewing audience at ease. The staff reappears, though only so she can rest it on the stage and lean on it slightly, tails curling into a relaxed bundle behind her. She's casual enough even standing in front of literally the world in a way, as if use to it. "Because of all the powers that be in the world; magic, the control of the primal essenses of nature and force itself, is both the most difficult to master, and the most fufilling to do so." She tucks the staff in the crook under her arm so she can tick off on her fingers. "Fire, ice, lighting, 'blue rain'…" Yes, she actually as a spell for that. The kitsune smirks a bit. "Unleashing pure unbridled force is my call, but hey, you saw what I did on stage there. It's not -all- about blowing things up in the most creative way possible."
She giggles a bit at The Guy, before glancing to the prinny-judge, and tsks a little. "You can't just ask who's the strongest and be so vage if you expect a thorough answer, my dear prinny…" At least she didn't call him a penguin. "There is no one strength that is stronger than the others. Anyone can be powerful, be it magic, science, or just hitting things with a sword until it stops moving. The truly strong are not the ones that are just powerful, but have what it takes up here," she pauses to tap the side of her head, "To use it in the most clever and construtive ways possible… I could say myself if we're talking in a strictly magical sense, but that would be superficially stroking my own ego, now wouldn't it?"
The judges all glance at each other… then they start nodding, and start noting things down in their panels… Then Mid-Boss smiles, rising up. "Kari-Shaba, thank you for coming out. Go ahead and take a long deserved rest!" With that, Mid-Boss sits back down, glancing over a list… "And next up for Talent is… Komachi Onozuka!"
Camera2> "Good answers, all around I think. Aside from saying herself, that's…A bit presumptuous I think! I mean, if you say you're the strongest, you should be ready to back it up, don't you think?" Aya's shrugging her shoulders, glancing to Psyber "Ooooh, Komachi's next?! This should be interesting! Let's see if she can keep her drive going!"
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"Good answers, good answers." Psyber agrees with Aya, "Oh yeah, Komachi. Isn't that the person you said was really lazy? Maybe her talent is like… curling up and power napping."
Camera2> The curtains open for Komachi's talent segment of the Beauty contest. As the curtains roll back and the spotlight starts to shine down upon her, the large kimono that Komachi wore earlier can be seen adorning her smiling figure. Across her lap is a full sized koto made of lacquered cherry wood. Her fingers deftly pluck a quick rolling scale of notes up the strings as she enters her first song. Deftly and accurately, her fingers ply the lacquered cherry koto as deftly as she guides her boat across the Sanzu river. The rolling notes and difficulty of the piece make it obvious that she possibly a master with this instrument… if not better than that. The music rolls of the koto like waves upon a shore, and then finally is accompanied by her voice.
The enchanting melody is about the rolling immortal passage of time and tides. Her music from the koto representing the sound of waves and their beauty. The lyrics of the song speak of the beauty of the the perfect day and the wonder of why a day like that will last forever in the beauty of one's memory. Finally, the song comes to a close with one last roll of the notes. With that, Komachi bows from where she is sitting as the curtains draw closed again.
Camera2> "Ooooh, Music again. Like I said, it seems to be a popular talent on go on this year, but it's nice to see the variety people are putting into it so it isn't just standing around singing." Psyber says after watching the newest performance.
Camera2> "That was a nice piece." Aya smiles softly, nodding to Psyber. "Music is good, because it can be so varied, you see! Afterall, look how calm and serene this song was! Very relaxing, I think. Very relaxing and very appropriate given she's from Gensokyo and all too! Not trying to play favorites but-Yeah, I liked it."
Camera2> Mid-Boss is clapping softly after the talent of both music -and- singing. A light smirk blesses his face, eyes softly narrowed as the act ends. It's no doubt the live audience is also clapping along. Once the clapping is finally over, Mid-Boss clears his throat, leaning back softly in his seat. "Most impressive, mademoiselle… You must have quite a bit of free time on your hands to master such an art. With the lifespan you have, even…" He leans forwards in his seat, smiling some. "My question is… if you perused your career as a musician and singer… where do you think it would take you?"
Prinny Baal rests his flippers under his chin and thinks pensively, "Tell me. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?"
And so, The Judge The Guy watches. Waiting. Dragging slowly on his cigarette, as the 8-bit man with the red cape and the blocky gun holstered at his side, hands folded in front of his mouth much like a certain director of NERV, observes the shinigami.
It's a moment before he speaks, and he does shoot a look over at Mid-Boss and his other co-judge, that damnedly powerful prinny that happens to be The Guy of his universe, before he goes on to his own question. "On the same vein as my Mid-Boss companion here, related to music: …. What's the deal with the recorder? Why not pick a more badass instrument. Like an electric guitar, or a NES sound byte synthesizer? And the Koto, too. That's a little old school, ain't it?"
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"Interesting questions.." Psyber says simply before sitting back to watch the performance, "I'm most interested to see what she'd change about herself."
Camera2> "One thing about herself? oooh, this should be interesting! And I admit I'm wondering about the EWI myself, yeah, but I'm more curious about the thing she'd change. Let's see where she goes with this!"
Yes, Aya is a curious tengu, as always.
Camera2> Komachi stands before the judges, smiling nerviously. "Persue a career in music…" She contemplatively put a hand to her face before proceeding to answer the question. "Well, if I originally persued a career in music when I was younger, I would not be alive today. However, I am certain that I would have left a legacy behind with my music for other generations to listen, learn, and expand upon. I owe my long life to my current profession. And for that and the time I have available with it, I am thankful that I am able to persue my interests."
Komachi listened to the second question while taking a few seconds to carefully answer it as well. "If I could change one thing about myself… Honestly, I don't believe there is anything about me that I would change. If there was something that I could change, then I wouldn't be myself."
Komachi listened to the third judge's question and blushed. This question seemed the easiest for her to answer. "Gensokyo has been isolated from the majority of modern society for a long time. Culture there is quite 'old school' as you put it. We remained secluded as the outside world changed and developed. The Koto is one of the instruments of artful music from before the Great Hakurei Barrier was erected. As such, it is an instrument that I am rather familiar with and have practiced over the many years of my life. Being a secluded place, items that would randomly appear from the world outside the barrier were curiosities. This electronic recorder is one of the things that happened to come into Gensokyo a while ago. As an item of curiosity, naturally everyone had time to experiment and learn how to play it from trial and error. Now that travel through the barrier is easier for humans and youkai, it was a simple matter of getting a few of these into the right hands to have them reproduced. The wonders of kappa engineering and such." Komachi bowed again with a smile on her face, hoping she placated thier curiosity.
Once his question is answered, Mid-Boss writes down a few notes… then he gives smile, making his few last notes with a large motion. Probably the score. Then he looks up at Komachi, while the other judges put in their answers. "Komachi? Thank you for showing up today, and gracing us with such wonderful talents and knowledge." He smiles.. and leans back. "You can rest, now. It's been a long day." With that, he brings up his list… "And next up, we have… Lara Croft!"
Camera2> "…oddly insightful! And kinda true when you think about it. I think Komachi should get points for that! I mean, so many people could say 'Nothing, because I'm perfect!' but…Because she wouldn't be herself? An oddly wise answer." A thumbs up from Aya on that front, apparently. "She's right about kappa engineering, by the way. They're pretty smart, and the most advanced race in Gensokyo. I even have my friend NItori do my tech support on my computers~!"
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"I never realized it was that isolated in Gensokyo. Then again, I've only ever been there once or twice to have tea with Flandre, so yeah." Psyber says with a shrug of his shoulders, "Either way, I really liked her answers to the questions."
Shir has arrived.
Camera2> "For the talent portion, Lara Croft!"
5tNow that it's time for the talent portion, Lara has changed out of her pervious wear and comes onto the stage sporting her more traditional outfit. In this case, it's a pair of fitted shorts, a mid-drift top that shows her stomach and bare, athletic looking arms, and her hair is pulled back into its usual ponytail. The stage has been set up for her with the needed equipment, which is a high bar. After walking out on stage, the woman lifts her hand to the crowd and smiles, then nods and waits for the music to begin (Spitfire - The Prodigy).
5tOnce the strong rhythm and beat starts pumping, Lara begins by doing some gymnastics. She moves into a swift trot and then springs ahead. Her body soars gracefully forward as she tucks her upper half downwards, rolling up from the position onto her hands and completing a handspring, which evolves perfectly into a cartwheel and from that cartwheel into a finely executed jump. Lara completes a full rotation in the air, tucking her body again before landing. Her arms fly up to present herself after the move and then she begins another. Another leap, roll, jump.. she makes it look so easy! As if the laws of physics simply had no hold over her. As she's upside down in the air, Lara rotates her body into a full twist while maintaining astonishing height, then ending the routine by landing solidly again. An Olympic gymnast would watch this routine full of envy!
But that's not the whole routine, not yet! Because Lara jumps to catch the high bar with her hands and hoists herself up, then lets her body drop so she begins to swing up and over the high bar. Once, twice, she goes around with amazing speed and then stops, poised in the air on top of the high-bar in a full handstand, toes pointed up. She turns around and lets gravity take her. The woman swings down and goes over the high-bar again in reverse. Once. Twice. Then as she's flying upwards she lets go in a death-defying stunt! Her body tucks and she performs a full rotation in the air, followed by a perfect splits position of her legs. As she's coming down again, her hands grab hold of the high-bar just when you think she might fall and break her neck! Up and over she goes, one last time before she releases the high-bar and performs a double twist, then lands solidly on her feet. That ends her gymnastics performance! Lara turns to the crowd and waves, smiling with confidence. A slight bow and she trots away from the exhibition area so she can answer a few questions.
Clothes: http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o146/kaizoku1/climb.jpg
Some moves: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QWOo35-F9VE
The music: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1tpK6Hm28Ew
Camera2> "…Gymastics? Wow, well. At least her hobbies are believable now." Aya says with a smirk. "I was wondering if a body like that could really do things like cliff diving and stuff, but-I guess this about proves it, huh?"
A shrug from Aya before she comments: "Flying's easier and more practical for getting around though, really."
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"I'm a bit surprised she could do gymnastics while she was so topheavy." Psyber idly conjectures as he sips from his beverage, "But it was an impressive display of prowess out there. I especially liked her choice of music."
Camera2> It is -no- doubt that people, judges included (Maybe not THE JUDGE The Guy) are clapping. Some cheering and whistling at the performance! Then Mid-Boss finally starts to calm the audience down with a few waves of his hand, leaning forward to speak into the microphone set up on his panel. "-Most- impressive. For a human, even. I'm actually astonished you're not in the Multiversal Olympics. … Now then… Lara…or… Miss Croft, if you will…" Mid-Boss leans back. "…You're a very fit woman. What with your hobbies, It's no surprise. but what would bring Miss Croft, a woman such as your self from London… to such activities?"
Prinny Baal claps his flippers together at the display from Lara, "Very nicely done. Now then. You're an adventurer? What would you say was your greatest adventure? What did you gain at the end?
And then, The Judge The Guy watches. The whole routine. He puffs slowly from his cigarette, the 8-bit man with a red torn cape behind him. He shoots the Prinny a glare, not so sure about the Level 9999 Prinny God even being a prinny. No 'dood' at all! His fingers lock over his mouth, much like the father of a whiny little pilot of an EVA. "…Why. Gymnastics?" The Judge The Guy just glares, as much as an 8-bit figure can glare, looking at Miss Croft. "You don't even seem to have the right -body- for it. It's just sticking out like a sore thumb."
Camera2> "I think the prinny was a little harsh there. Body or not, she's capable! But greatest adventure? Good question, I'd like to hear that, I bet she could make an entire story out of that answer if we didn't have time constraints, don't you think Psyber? Who knows, maybe I can give some stories of MY adventures to you sometime!"
Aya grins, waiting to see how this goes.
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"The Prinny was harsh on her? I don't, I think it was The Guy who was the harsh one." He says as he sits back and sips from the drink, "I'd like to hear about your adventures sometime, Aya. But for now, Let's see what Lara has to say about hers."
Camera2> At the compliment from the Mid-Boss judge, Lara can't help but smile and give a slight bow of her head. "Thank you." She really is happy to receive the praise. It's nice to know you've done a job well. The questions from the pair of judges aren't odd at all, and it's pretty easy to talk about oneself, so she'll answer them as openly and honestly as possible.
"Why do I do what I do? Well, I guess its part of tradition and a love for adventure. My father and my grandfather were great men and great archeologists. I've always been fascinated by the remnants of the past. At first, I attended finishing school to become a proper lady.." There's a fond and amused smile at that. "And though I finished at the top of my class, it couldn't change that I was always happiest when out in the field, learning from experts and seeing the world." A hand lifts and she sets it against her chest. "I love what I do, and I wouldn't change it for anything. Whenever I come across a new ruin, untouched and perfect.. it's like I'm falling in love all over again." A soft laugh follows. "Those are the moments I live for, and that's when I know I'm truly -living-." Wow, she hopes she hasn't said too much there.
"My greatest adventure has been my personal quest. When I was eight years old.. I lost my mother in a very mysterious manner. My father looked for her until he died. Not long ago, I uncovered some truths about what really happened to my mother all those years ago. There's still more I wish to learn about it, but in the end, I actually dug up my own past instead of the past of ancient civilizations as I've done before. For me, it's brought some personal closure." And because it's given her an ounce of peace, that has been her greatest adventure to date.
A tilt of her head and Lara sets a hand on her hip, then looks down to have a gander at her own figure. Not that she needs to know what it looks like. "It's true I don't have the shape of a traditional gymnast. But it's something I enjoy and it does come in handy with my work." Being able to get around with some athletic, physical capability is important. "It gives me a lot of adrenaline too." And judging from her hobbies she's an adrenaline junkie. "Even if I'm not perfectly suited for a task, that doesn't mean I won't be willing to try or perhaps, become good at it. In the past, it's been pointed out to me that I don't need to risk my life doing my work either. After all, I'm filthy rich and an heiress. I don't need to be smart, but I read every chance I get; I speak and write multiple Earth languages, including a few dead languages. This is all a part of who I am. If there's something I want to do I go for it, no matter what." Her eyes shine with pride. "But you have to admit… I was pretty good, right?" A slight grin follows that remark. She knows she's a great gymnast, even if she's not 5" and 98 lbs.
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"It was very good, Miss Croft." Mid-Boss remarks, looking over at The Guy in an almost… begging mannor. He's being like… that -one guy-. THE GUY. .. No, not THE GUY the guy, but that ONE GUY from that ONE SHOW WE KNOW ABOUT. Regardless. Mid-Boss puts down some remarks on his papers… then he smiles, looking back up. "Miss Croft, a fine display of your talents, and great answers. Go ahead and go take a rest."
After which, Mid-Boss pulls up his list once more. "And next up, we have… Miss Lyre!"
Camera2> "I guess some traditions go with you when your family's important, huh Psyber? And oooh, a personal quest! I'm going to have to get a story on that one for sure! I'll make sure to set aside an extra large notebook for it. <3" Aya's eyes are practically sparkling. A human interest story? Oh god, she wants it~!
"And yeah, wrong shape or not? If she enjoys something, she should do it. Her look shouldn't matter!"
Camera2> "I like it. Her greatest adventure was one of self-discovery. I approve. I definately approve." The half-angel nods firmly before adding, "I think they paid that one judge to deliberately be a douche. No one can be thatmean intentionally."
Camera2> Lyre walks out… In a cheerleading outfit. Wtih a somewhat short skirt. She smiles, something in her right hand. A jump rope She speaks up, wanting to explain.
"For my trick, I shall be doing some jumprope tricks."
And with that, Lyre begins to start jump roping. It starts out as normal jump roping… Then, she begins to get special with the tricks. Backflips. Handstand jumping. Frontflips. All sort of acrobatic tricks, showing a significant amount of physical strength. It ends with an amazing manuever, where Lyre flips /three times/ while in midair, before landing on her feet, and posing.
"TADAH!"
Arms stretched out, smiling.
Camera2> Lute has fooled the crowd, atleast. Some people have gone to getting camera phones out. And the audience that wanted to see boobs? Well, they got it, it seems. Mid-Boss… can't seem to think, for he's… actually not sure he's beliving what he's seeing. "…Ah… MOST interesting display of talent, Mademoiselle… Similar to…" … " ………. Right! Now then… Mademoiselle Lyre…" Mid-Boss leans back… and eyes the girl. Something seemed… off… but he couldn't put his tongue on it. "…You seem like the caring type… What's the best you've done for your local community?"
And then the Level 9999 Prinny judge flaps his flippers about a little, penning in some things on his notepad… then he glances up, his eyes almost narrowed, in an angry prinny sort of way, at 'Lyre'. "What would you do with the money and your title, if you were to win Miss Multiverse?"
Damn. Is that The Judge The Guy hard to impress. Leaned forward in his seat, hands crossed in front of his face as the two black squares of his eyes focus on 'Lyre' and 'her' display. Something is a bit not right, here. But just what? Whatever could it be? And for a good, long, moment he's silent. Drumming the tips of his fingers together as he deliberates.
"Yeah. More with the chicks with the bodies that aren't for it doin' the flippin' and the jumpin'." He grumbles. "So tell me. What is it with you kids these days and thinking things'll be easy with a 'bounce' in yer steps?"
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"That was… an interesting talent. I guess she was trying to boob out and impress the judges or something. Doesn't seem to have worked that well, I think. That third judge is grillin her about it." Psyber comments to Aya, "your opinion?"
Camera2> "…" Aya just flops onto Psyber. She's…Is she sobbing? Yes, she is.
"THAT WAS TERRIBLE! I-I-It was so bad! That girl has no shame, at all does she?! I…I…*SOB!* Why was that so terrible, Psyber-saaaaaaan~! ;.;"
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Well. If there is one thing Lute knows, it is how these contests usually go. There is one answer that /always/ impresses the judges. An answer that will, no matter /what/, give victory.
Giving a ditzy smile, he responds to Vyer's question. Cheerfully, perky.
"I've helped towards the goal of world peace."
To the Prinny, he— Er. She. Yes. Totally she. She smiles at the Prinny, and says, rather cheerfully. "I would put the money towards helping with world peace."
And, without missing a beat, as The Guy asks his question, Lyre smiles at The Guy. Answering in two words.
"World Peace."
Smile. Smile.
And the questions answered, she heads back down the catwalk, hands behind her back, stretching somewhat… Lifting 'her' chest up.
Camera2> Mid-boss… … takes a few notes… … And… almost looks a little disappointed. He forces on a smile, though, and gives Lyre a nod. "Miss Lyre, thank you for coming. You've been a lovely addition to the pageant. Or next mademoiselle up for the Talent portion is… 'Miyano Shiho'!"
Camera2> Psyber pats Aya on the head and says, "Man… this chicks answers totally sucked. Horrible. Absolute worst answers possible. Did she even LISTEN to the questions?"
Camera2> Aya says nothing. She's still crying. "This is the worst stereotype I've ever seen! I feel so insulted as a woman! I-I-…WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! ;.;"
Congrats, Lyre! Your performance made the Tengu break down and sob! How wonderful! Well, maybe for Psyber, considering Aya's hugging on him VERY tightly now, her face buried in his chest. >.>;
Camera2> Shiho's talent portion begins, Seated at a piano wearing a white button up blouse, tucked into a blue miniskirt. Black deck shoes on her feet allow her to mix form with fassion which allow easier control of the petals, a microphone attached to the piano allowing her to sing while playing, after a soft opening she begins to sing, her voice softer and full of emotion, "From an unknown country across the sea a wind blows gently past my ears. I want to know who this person is living as a troubled memory within my heart." her fingers move down the scale as the melody changes, a bit louder, and her voice matches, "To love someone or be loved by someone.. I wonder how it feels." the music rapidly rises in tempo as her voice resounds with resolution, "Someday I will surely come to know!" the energy of the song increases as the tempo remains the same, her voice resounding with hope though the hint of unasked questions, "The night drenched in the blue star's light, I was a child. Why is that day's melody, once blowing so wild, now fading away? Intermittently, a singing voice drifts toward the open sea. To love someone, To be loved by someone.. I wonder how it feels." the song then slows again, loosing most of its power, going back to the almost sad, soft tones as it began, "It feels so far…" looking off into the audience, as her eyes alight with a certin someone in the audience, "I want to cherish this newborn thought… Fate has stirred my heart in vain. It's only the wind…" her eyes close slowly a tear falls slowly as she turns back to the piano and finishes the last few notes of the song… Either that was real or she has a carier in acting ahead of her.. She'll never tell. She stands, bows, and turns to face the judges, walking away from the piano towards them, wiping her eyes carefully to not smudge any of the makeup.
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Mid-Boss almost looks saddened as the girl approaches with tears in her eyes, leaning forwards to give her a reassuring grin, a hand moving up to his hair, brushing some locks out of his sight. "Mademoiselle, there is no reason to shed tears~. It was a -wonderful- performance, and I enjoyed every second of it." He leans back in his seat as he gets up his clipboard, and starts to pen in a few details… "You're almost done, if that's what you're worried about… but now… Pay close attention to our questions…" He looks to the judges… and nods, looking back at the girl.
"An interesting pick on your swimsuit outfit… but it reminds me of education. And in early years of education, one has dreams of what they wanted to be…" He leans forwards. And asks his question: "When you were young, what did you strive to be? And why?"
Prinny Baal nods his head and picks up his glasses, "Alright dood… lemme see here." He adjusts the paper in front of him before finally asking, "If you could change one moment in your past, dood, what would it be and why?"
The Judge The Guy is not easily pleased. The Judge The Guy puffs more 8-bit smoke from his cigarette, his 8-bit Eyes of The Guy narrowing softly, if they can, at the woman before him. "Right. More singing. Atleast this would was 'held back' by the Piano." He puffs more of his cigarette. "Now, let's get to it: A school swimsuit? Were you gambling on their being otaku judges?"
Camera2> "Hmmm, good question on the school swimsuit thing. I think that's the one I'm most curious about! The piano part was pretty though! It looks like Music is a popular medium here, isn't it?"
Aya is…Not sobbing now, at least. She's back to normal and blushing a bit! "I can't believe I broke down like that live…" She asides.
Camera2> Psyber, whose player just got back from making popcorn, tilts his head and says, "Yeah, I was sorta surprised to see you break down like that, anyway, it seems we had another song, but she also played the piano so it's cool. I'm anxious to see her answer these questions."
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Shiho's smile doesn't even blanch at the harsh words of 'The Guy', she addresses them in turn, "I had always wanted to help with my family's research, to be a researcher that would discover a miracle drug that would cure cancer or regrow lost limbs… Striving wasn't very hard as when I had time to concentrate on my dreams, I had already graduated colege. I chose the highschool swimsuit because in all honesty, I had never worn one before.." she smiles a bit nervously, Next on to the Prinny, "Moving to america and away from my family, going along with the life that was prescribed for me… I never got to really know them as well as I wanted.. I mostly learned about them through my sister… Whom also is now no longer with us…" a bitter look in her eyes, but it receeds to reassert the smile, even as she looks towards The Guy, "I appologise if you did not like my song, It was one that mean't alot to me.." she nods, "As for the swimsuit, As before, it was never something I was ever seen in or worn, a event of my life that passed me by, I wanted to show the world that I'm a vibrant young lady, and not just some mousey girl sequestered within the union medical research labs." she smiles softly…
Mid-boss smiles at the response… then he moves over things, and then writes up a few things… and then he leans up from his chair, smiling, and giving a nod to the girl. "Excellent job…. You deserve a -long- rest. A very good demonstration…" He clears his throat, and then he smiles, leaning up more. "And now… next up for the talent portion iiiis… Nanoha Takamachi!
Camera2> "Oh Nanoha, that's one of the people you had favored to win, right?" He asks over to Aya as he tilts his head and stretches out, taking another drink, "I bet she sings too."
Camera2> "I am looking forward to her! But this girl gave a nice performance too! In a way, she seemed kinda plain at first but-I think she turned out very charming in the end! The school swimsuit answer was kinda cute too! I wonder if she's shy?"
After stating that…Aya waits to see what Nanoha's got up her sleeve! "And yes, Nanoha was rather unique in what she did! I especally liked her little danmaku impression! Well, I dunno if that's the right term but…"
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And then we have the talent portion of the competition! Brace yourself for spam, people! Nanoha walks out in her normal barrier jacket. (http://i37.tinypic.com/34y1fva.png and http://i35.tinypic.com/35bf8jt.png) She even has the staff with her. In fact, as she centers herself on stage, she takes a bow and says, "We'd like to show you our comedy act.."
And with that, they begin, her and the staff, to talk.
Raising Heart: WELL, NANOHA, IT HAS BEEN GIVEN THE JOB AS COACH OF THE UNION BASEBALL TEAM BY THE PRIME OPTIMUS.
Nanoha: Well! Raising Heart, if you're the coach you must know all the players!
Raising Heart: THIS IS A CORRECT STATEMENT.
Nanoha: Well you know I've never met them. So you'll have to tell me their names, and then I'll know who's playing on the team.
Raising Heart: I WILL TELL YOU THE NAMES, MY MASTER. HOWEVER, IT IS OF THE PECULIAR KIND.
Nanoha: You mean funny names?
Raising Heart: INDEED, NICK NAMES…LIKE SOLID SNAKE…
Nanoha: His brother Liquid..
Raising Heart: LIQUID SNAKE.
Nanoha: And their plumber cousin.
Raising Heart: A PLUMBER?
Nanoha: Pipe.
Raising Heart: PIPE SNAKE. WELL, IT RECALLS THE ROSTER. THERE IS WHO IS ON FIRST, WHAT IS BEING ON SECOND, I DON'T KNOW IS BEING THE OCCUPANT OF THE THIRD BASE…
Nanoha: That's what I want to find out.
Raising Heart: IT REPEATS WHO IS ON FIRST, WHAT IS BEING ON THE SECOND BASE, I DO NOT KNOW IS THE OCCUPANT OF THIRD.
Nanoha: Are you the manager?
Raising Heart: AFFIRMATIVE.
Nanoha: Are you coaching, too?
Raising Heart: AFFIRMATIVE AGAIN.
Nanoha: And do you know their names?
Raising Heart: IT IS CERTAIN.
Nanoha: Well then who's on first?
Raising Heart: YES.
Nanoha: I mean the fellow's name.
Raising Heart: YES.
Nanoha: The guy on first.
Raising Heart: WHO.
Nanoha: The first baseman.
Raising Heart: WHO.
Nanoha: The guy playing…
Raising Heart: I REPEAT 'WHO IS ON FIRST'.
Nanoha: I'm asking you who's on first.
Raising Heart: THAT IS BEING HIS NAME.
Nanoha: That's who's name?
Raising Heart: YES.
Nanoha: Well alright, tell me.
Raising
Heart: THAT IS BEING IT.
Nanoha: That's who?
Raising Heart: YES.
There's a pause as Nanoha sighs and rubs the bridge of her nose.
Nanoha: Look, do you have a first baseman?
Raising Heart: AFFIRMATIVE.
Nanoha: Who's playing first?
Raising Heart: CORRECT.
Nanoha: When you pay the first baseman every month, who gets the money?
Raising Heart: THE COMPLETE AMOUNT.
Nanoha: All I'm trying to find out is the fellow's name on first base.
Raising Heart: WHO.
Nanoha: The guy that gets…
Raising Heart: THAT IS THE PERSON THAT RECEIVES THE MONEY.
Nanoha: Who gets the money…
Raising Heart: AFFIRMATIVE. EVERY CREDIT. IT IS ON THE RARE OCCASION THAT HIS WIFE IS COMING TO PICK IT UP.
Nanoha: Who's wife?
Raising Heart: AFFIRMATIVE
Nanoha sighs again.
Raising Heart: WHAT IS BEING THE PROBLEM, MY MASTER?
Nanoha:Okay… okay.. when you give the first baseman a document, how does he sign it?
Raising Heart: WHO.
Nanoha: The guy.
Raising Heart: WHO.
Nanoha: How does he sign…
Raising Heart: THAT IS HOW HE IS SIGNING THE DOCUMENT.
Nanoha: Who?
Raising Heart: Yes.
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Nanoha clenches her fist and grits her teeth.
Nanoha: All I'm trying to find out is what's the guys name on first base.
Raising Heart: NEGATIVE. WHAT IS BEING ON SECOND BASE.
Nanoha: I'm not asking you who's on second.
Raising Heart: WHO IS BEING ON FIRST.
Nanoha: One base at a time!
Raising Heart: THEN MASTER SHOULD NOT ENGAGE IN THE SWAPPING AROUND OF THE PLAYERS.
Nanoha: I'm not changing anybody!
Raising Heart: PLEASE REMAIN CALM.
Nanoha: I'm only asking you, who's the guy on first base?
Raising Heart: AFFIRMATIVE.
Nanoha: OK.
Raising Heart: ALRIGHT, BUDDY.
Nanoha stamps her foot and growls.
Nanoha: What's the guy's name on first base?
Raising Heart: NEGATIVE. WHAT IS BEING ON SECOND.
Nanoha: I'm not asking you who's on second.
Raising Heart: WHO IS BEING ON FIRST.
Nanoha: I don't know.
Raising Heart: HE IS ON THIRD BASE AND NOT RELEVANT TO THE DISCUSSION.
Nanoha: Now how did I get on third base?
Raising Heart: YOU DID SO IN THE MENTIONING OF HIS NAME.
Nanoha: If I mentioned the third baseman's name, who did I say is playing third?
Raising Heart: NEGATIVE. WHO IS PLAYING FIRST.
Nanoha: What's on base?
Raising Heart: WHAT IS ON SECOND.
Nanoha: I don't know.
Raising Heart: AGAIN, HE IS ON THIRD BASE.
Nanoha: There I go, back on third again!
Nanoha: Would you just stay on third base and don't go off it.
Raising Heart: ALRIGHT. WHAT IS IT YOU WOULD LIKE TO BE KNOWING?
Nanoha: Now who's playing third base?
Raising Heart: WHY THE INSISTENCE IN THE PLACEMENT OF WHO ON THIRD?
Nanoha: What am I putting on third.
Raising Heart: NEGATIVE. WHAT IS ON SECOND.
Nanoha: You don't want who on second?
Raising Heart: WHO IS BEING ON FIRST BASE.
Nanoha: I don't know. Together: Third base!
Nanoha: Look, you gotta outfield?
Raising Heart: AFFIRMATIVE.
Nanoha: The left fielder's name?
Raising Heart: WHY.
Nanoha: I just thought I'd ask you.
Raising Heart: WELL I WAS IN THE TELLING YOU.
Nanoha: Then tell me who's playing left field.
Raising Heart: WHO IS PLAYING ON FIRST.
Nanoha: I'm not…stay out of the infield!!! I want to know what's the guy's name in left field?
Raising Heart: NEGATIVE. WHAT IS BEING ON SECOND.
Nanoha: I'm not asking you who's on second.
Raising Heart: WHO IS ON FIRST.
Nanoha: I don't know. Together: Third base!
Nanoha grinds her teeth and glares at the talking staff in her hands.
Nanoha: The left fielder's name?
Raising Heart: WHY.
Nanoha: Because!
Raising Heart: OH. HE IS BEING IN CENTER FIELD.
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"AHHH!" Nanoha flails around comically.
Nanoha: Look, have you got a pitcher on this team?
Raising Heart: CERTAINLY.
Nanoha: The pitcher's name?
Raising Heart: TOMORROW.
Nanoha: You don't want to tell me today?
Raising Heart: I AM TELLING YOU AT THIS MOMENT.
Nanoha: Then go ahead.
Raising Heart: TOMORROW.
Nanoha: What time?
Raising Heart: WHAT TIME FOR WHAT?
Nanoha: What time tomorrow are you gonna tell me who's pitching?
Raising Heart: PLEASE LISTEN. WHO IS NOT PITCHING…
Nanoha: I'll break you over my knee if you say who's on first!!! I want to know what's the pitcher's name?
Raising Heart: WHAT IS BEING ON SECOND.
Nanoha: I don't know. Together: Third base!
Nanoha: Gotta a catcher?
Raising Heart: AFFIRMATIVE.
Nanoha: The catcher's name?
Raising Heart: TODAY.
Nanoha: Today, and tomorrow's pitching.
Raising Heart: NOW YOU ARE HAVING IT.
Nanoha: All we got is a couple of days on the team. PAUSE
Nanoha: You know I'm a catcher too.
Raising Heart: SO I WAS BEING TOLD BY FATE AND BARDICHE.
Nanoha: I get behind the plate to do some fancy catching,Tomorrow's pitching on my team and a heavy hitter gets up. Now the heavy hitter bunts the ball. When he bunts the ball, me, being a good catcher, I'm gonna throw the guy out at first. So I pick up the ball and throw it to who?
Raising Heart: THAT IS BEING THE FIRST CORRECT THING YOU HAVE SAID SO FAR.
Nanoha: I don't even know what I'm talking about!
Raising Heart: THAT IS ALL YOU ARE HAVING TO DO.
Nanoha: Is to throw the ball to first base.
Raising Heart: AFFIRMATIVE.
Nanoha: Now who's got it?
Raising Heart: NATURALLY.
Nanoha: Who?
Raising Heart: NATURALLY.
Nanoha: Naturally?
Raising Heart: NATURALLY.
Nanoha: So I pick up the ball and I throw it to Naturally.
Raising Heart: NEGATIVE. YOU THROW THE BALL TO WHO.
Nanoha: Naturally.
Raising Heart: THAT IS BEING OF A DIFFERENT KIND.
Nanoha: That's what I said.
Raising Heart: YOU ARE NOT SAYING IT…
Nanoha: I throw the ball to Naturally.
Raising Heart: YOU THROW IT TO WHO.
Nanoha: Naturally.
Raising Heart: AFFIRMATIVE
Nanoha: That's what I said!
Raising Heart: YOU ASK IT TO ME.
Nanoha: I throw the ball to who?
Raising Heart: NATURALLY.
Nanoha: Now you ask me.
Raising Heart: YOU ARE THROWING THE BALL TO WHO.
Nanoha: Naturally.
Raising Heart: THAT IS IT.
Nanoha: Same as you! Same as YOU!!! I throw the ball to who. Whoever it is drops the ball and the guy runs to second. Who picks up the ball and throws it to What. What throws it to I Don't Know. I Don't Know throws it back to Tomorrow, Triple play. Another guy gets up and hits a long fly ball to Because. Why? I don't know! He's on third and I don't give a darn!
Raising Heart: REPEAT THAT PLEASE?
Nanoha: I said I don't give a darn!
Raising Heart: OH. THAT IS BEING OUR SHORT STOP.
Nanoha Screams.
Shortly after this, she breaks into a fit of laughter and takes a bow, waiting to be asked her questions.
Camera2> Mid-Boss, along that black prinny judge are still laughing after the act is over, but Mid-boss seems more formal with his laugh, covering his mouth one one hand… After that, he gives a flashy smile, and glances to Nanoha.
"Interesting act… But onto the questions. Now… Your daughter…" He smiles, leaning back… "…You'd do anything for her, I assume?"
The Judge The Guy 'hmphs' some, a smokie trail of his 8-bit cigarette going into the skies. "…So. You got nice weapons. Fine. … Do you make everyone 'Press R'?" >:| The Prinny gives an annoyed 'a-HEM' noise to shush the Warrior"Shut up, dood. It's my turn to ask a question. Now then, dood.. Let's say you have the power… to bring peace to this world. By any means you see fit… how would you do it, dood?"
Camera2> Aya just stares. She stares a bit longer, and just remains eerily silent until finally?
She falls out of her 'chair' of wind, doubling over in laughter shortly thereafter! "I don't know if that was scripted or not, but the result was AMAZING! I-I-That was too funny! Though I'm not sure I got the punchline in there!"
Camera2> Psyber moves to explain it to Aya, "You see, it's an old comedy act from earth. The name of the guys on base were Who, What, And Idunno. SO it sounds like they're not answering when they are. All the players have names like that. It's a play on words." He says amidsts his own laughter, "I've never heard it… done that way." He says before shaking his head, "Good questions this round, too."
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Nanoha smiles at the judges as she takes center stage in front of them to answer her questions. Cheeks flushed as always, she grips the staff in her hands and first answers Mid-Boss, "My daughter, Vivio, is the most precious person in the world to me. I would… I can… and if you ask the people I work with, I HAVE pushed my own self far beyond safety, all to protect her and assure her safety. There is nothing I wouldn't do, and nowhere I wouldn't go for her."
Her second answer is delivered to the Warrior judge. She thinks it over as she says, "I believe all opponents should be given a chance to surrender peacefully, even if victory is all but assured on my end, I would still rather end the fight without violence. However, I also believe that should an opponent refuse to surrender, I am to use all the power at my disposal to detain them. However, my magic is never lethal. Killing only leads to mroe killing, whereas if I knock someone out, there is always another chance for resolution. If I had to say how I did it? I deliver my final blow with quiet resolution, dignity, and deft force. Even a fallen foe deserves his honor."
And then the third question. This is the one that Nanoha thinks on the most. When she finally speaks, she speaks slowly and carefully, "I wasn't always destined to be a mage. In fact, I probably never would have found magic at all if not for an incident in my childhood. I grew up on what the TSAB calls 'Unadministrated World 97', but what most know as Earth. I met Raising Heart there.." She holds up the staff, "And it's when I met my best friend, Fate. Though Fate was against me at that time. Since I found this staff, I've met a lot of people… fought a lot… and tried to save all those I could." She smiles, "You may wonder what this has to do with my question… well.. I always taught the mages that were instructed by me that if you can end a fight without ever beginning a fight, then you truly won the battle. But there are some battles you have to fight, and some times when you have to push yourself beyond safety. If I were to bring peace to this world, I would do it the only way I know how. I'd do it with an open heart… a smile on my face… and Raising Heart in one hand in case my cheerfulness failed. But what would never falter would be my desire to see everyone happy."
"Interesting, interesting… Very good…" Mid-Boss smiles, and clicks his pen, then he looks up. "Nanoha, -very- good performance. You can rest now." Mid-Boss then looks at his list… "Next up for talent is: Shir Gold!"
Camera2> "Wow, so she believes in not killing, like we do in Gensokyo! I bet she'd like it in Gensokyo! We solve all our differences by firing thousands upon thousands of little magical bullets until one of us surrenders! And the victor may not kill the loser, it's all in the official rules!"
Yes, Aya likes Nanoha's style, apparently. "Very good answers, all around I have to admit!"
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"I hear she solves all her problems with one big laser instead, but those are just rumors." He leans back, "I dunno.. so far who do YOU want to win this thing, Aya? I'm still rooting for Kari."
Camera2> Shir makes her way on to the stage yet again and looking as casual as possible. She has a sly grin on her face as she makes her way onto the stage. "Good evening ladies and gentleman." She bows to the audience and the judges before continuing, "Tonight, before the show I prepared a little something in advance."
She digs around in her pockets a bit before producing a pair of wallets. Vyers and Prinny Baal should instantly recognize them seeing how they belong to the two. She laughs loudly at her accomplishment and waves the wallets around a bit to make sure everyone can see them. Once finished she tosses the wallets onto the judges table and waits to be asked questions.
Camera2> Mid-Boss has noted a few things down on his panel, Though, once the wallets are produced, Mid-Boss' jaw drops… and he even moves to check his coat. And, indeed, it -is- his wallet. "…Cheeky little…" He curses softly, giving Shir this small grin as he takes his wallet back, putting it in the inside pocket of his jacket. "Now then… Shir… You're a thief, I see. And you have a boy friend.." He leans forwards. "So how did you steal the heart of your lover?"
The Judge The Guy, as usual, is not impressed. Some trick. … Until he's staring at his wallet in the contestant's hands. There's a long moment of silence, oh he is fuming. "Give that back. Right now. Or you'll be pressing 'R' faster than yer hands can move." He grumbles, before finally postulating a question: "Tell me you've snatched something more important. Because if you ain't no Carmen Sandiego I ain't impressed and I better not find my bank card missing."
Ever the sagacious deity, Prinny Baal has a slightly more in-depth question for the girl. The black penguin thinks, "Ha dood… MIss Multiverse is supposed to embody everything that's beautiful in people. Tell me, dood… what do you think is the most beautiful quality someone can have?"
Camera2> "I don't think that's the best way to win points with the judges there." Aya says with a bit of a deadpan. "I mean-They're basically just, um…" Siiiiiiiiiigh. "They're gonna probably be making sure their wallets HAVE EVERYTHING in them now, right? I guess this is what you meant by stealing the show, huh."
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"See? I told you her talent would involve stealing. What she SHOULDA done is stolen the wallets of everyone in the audience. THAT woulda been impressive." Psyber says firmly, "Though let's see how she answers these questions."
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"Oh good questions, let's see where I should start…" Shir puts a hand to her forehead thinking a moment, "Well, I can answer both of Vyers question's at once. My boyfriend and me share a similar lifestyle. We're both carefree thieves who are looking for a good challenge. And the best thing I've stolen is an entire mansion filled with priceless artwork and other valuables. With my boyfriend's help of course. As far as the most beautiful quality someone can have, I think it's honesty. After all I openly admit I'm a thief and look at me!" Shir smiles widely at that. She's both confident and a bit vain.
Mid-Boss 'hmmmmmmms' a little… and then he starts to jot down a few things on his panel with a pen. "Very interesting display…." He smiles, and then marks his score on the paper with a fierce motion, then he glances up. "Shir, thank you for participating! Go and have a nice long rest. Up next iiiis…" He looks to his warrior friend, who glances at a list in his hand. "…Miss 'Talynn Black'."
Camera2> And! Confused look from Aya, GO! "Honesty, from a thief? That's strange." Looking to Psyber, she simply asks: "Am I the only one who thinks that is just a bit odd, considering?"
Camera2> "I dunno. Perhaps she doesn't think being a thief is something she needs to be ashamed of, Aya." He says as a counter point before taking a sip from that drink, "Let's see what Talynn Black has in store for us."
Camera2> It's now time for the 'talent' portion of the contest, isn't it?
Talynn Black, in this event, does come out in a somewhat subdued style of clothing compared to the swimsuit and formal gown, but no less her own preferred style, black and purple leather pants with a middriff exposed beneath her top, a longsleeved lil' affair. It's a mixture of utility as much as it is fashion.
Acquiring a microphone, Talynn manages a small, modest smile, acknowledging the audience and judges as she does so. "So.. I was thinking to myself, in the days before coming here to compete.. 'what could I show off as a talent'?.. See.. I don't often show off. I don't particularly indulge the way people might generally associate. There's other ways I could be said to do that.. but.."
She shakes her head with that same smile. "What I give you here, ladies, gentlemen, demons and of course, our panel.. is a journey. A little.. excursion, without having to leave your seats.. and I do implore you above all else.. that this is merely a window.." Letting the microphone go, the handheld device is floated away on tendrils of energy back to one of the support crew that manages the stage and it's upkeep.
What Talynn does, on the other hand, starts seemingly slow, small, innocuous. Closing her eyes and crossing her arms around her chest, the woman seems to be, for all appearences, deep in thought. That meditative look does not last very long as she opens her eyes. And this time, her eyes are shining, purplish energy ribboning out from the edges of her eyes. From behind her, a darkness begins to spread as with the energy of her form and body, she simply.. changes the scenery. Or does she?
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It's difficult to say, as that from the woman as a central, starting point, she herself seems to almost fade into the darkness, a darkness that itself is revealed to be space, a varying, dizzying amount of planets coming into focus, nebulae and an assortment of interstellar phenomenom. A universe, one should say, being crafted not from the stage or the surroundings, but from pure energy, altered, twisted to change the very perspective of it.
And one element infused within it. Or more accurately, two elements, order and chaos shaping the illusion—it can be nothing else but that. But the illusion itself is so very vivid as music begins to actually harmonize from the appearences of stars, and especially nebulae showing their forms.. everything from diffuse nebulae, to emission nebulae, the one constant is that the illusion, the scene is tuned into music itself. Because when there is sometimes dramatic moments of the music..?
Those are related to the death of stars.. of suns going nova… and the births of planets that would be cradles of life for generations upon generations of living people to habitate.. that very feeling is impressed throughout this 'illusion'.. the very notion, the sense of tactile thought and emotion is used to lovingly shape the beauty that is something like a universe.. both in death and birth and in it's very height of life itself.
It's only minutes, truthfully, but time can seem to stretch forever.. and as those minutes dwindle, as perceptions are eased, Talynn reappears once more upon the catwalk, the faintest of smiles as she's knelt down from the crafted illusion, the 'talent' displayed, before standing up with a smile. "And that.. concludes our little journey."
(The Music, as played by the 'universe'; http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R4Jf6r6BU2A )
Camera2> "It's an interesting talent but-I have one small complaint. She wasn't really a part of the show in a way, was she? I mean, we spent most of the time looking at that impressive display, but not her!" Aya sighs, looking to Psyber. "What do you think? You think she's distracting the audience away from herself too much, there?
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"I dunno, I think it's a unique talent. Instead of making us focus on one thing, she made us focus on the whole of creation. All the talents we've seen here today have been very self-centric, but this one is a departure because, in fact, we're meant to look at everyone BUT her. I think it's a unique twist." Such says Psyber sa nd nods from his seat.
Camera2> The crowd gives soft 'ooooo's as the display. Some giving soft claps as the illusion takes full form. But once she ends this show of talent, there comes quite a roar of applause and cheers. Only to have them die down as Mid-Boss waves his hands around a little, calming the crowd. With a small clearing of his throat, he goes on to ask his questions.
"Miss Black…That was rather unexpected… but more then welcome as a talent. I was impressed… Now then, Miss…" Vyers leans forwards some. "Since we're on the topic of magic… let's discuss… say, perhaps, a spell you find. Maybe in a journey of yours. A spell… that could send everyone back to their rightful place. The Multiverse would no longer exist, and everyone would return to their own universe, with no memory of this place… What would you -do- with it?"
The ever-pensive black penguin shifts in his chair, taking down a few notes during the talent portion before he asks a simple question, "Miss Multiverse is supposed to represent everything that is beautiful about the Multiverse. How does this apply to you more than the other candidates?"
The Judge The Guy. Ever pensive, ever 'oh not so very impressed', and with his hands always folded like a certain director of NERV. A bit of 8-bit smoke rises from is cigarette, while his booming voice is displayed across the stage: "So tell me. Why would a powerful security freelancer degrade herself to participate in a beauty pageant?"
Camera2> "ooooooooooh! Tough question! I kinda hope she says no though! If Gensokyo never unified, I wouldn't have met so many interesting people, you know?"
The Tengu is hoping the answer is no, if only because she'd be dissapointed to think someone would want to de-unify everything, were it in their power.
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Psyber hmmms and places his cheek in his palm as he watches, "Let's see how she answers."
Camera2> The mutant resists the urge to give a pleased and what could be a smug look in the wrong eyes at the response to her illusionary creation. It was certainly fun to do, once she ran it through her mind after all.
She tilts her head only slightly as she listens to the question from Vyers as he asks it. "That's.. actually a good question. I don't think I could do anything with it. I don't believe I could see myself even using it. Something like that is tantamount to theft. Even if it placed everyone back where they were, all the bad -and- all the good that came of the Multiverse would be destroyed. That's too much for any one person, or even a group of people to decide on it's use."
A pause, as she thinks about it, "I would destroy it. Short view says it might be nice to be back where you 'belong'. But where people belong is something they get to decide, not any single person."
To the question postulated by the pensive black penguin. "I believe it applies because beauty isn't just.. something you can take one example of, from one universe and say, 'That. That is what is beautiful from the Multiverse'. People like myself are shaped by the experienced and living in the Multiverse itself, and that beauty is drawn from the sum of those experiences to create something that transcends the word into an ideal rather than being a word."
Towards the last Judge? A small, wry smile from her. "I could tell you the truth, couldn't I? Certainly I could say it was a little.. encouragment from someone. Something like this.. I wouldn't even consider that 'degrading' part to participate, to use your words." One hand is used to slide through her hair as she leans her head, that wry smile turning to one more lopsided as she concludes. "I'll answer your question with a question. 'Why not?' Oh yes, I could certainly say many reasons why I should hold myself above something like this. But those reasons, that very notion's a farce itself. The fact that I can, the fact that it's something that'll bring a smile or goofy grin to people I know and cherish? And even surprise the hell out of people who don't expect it? I think that's it's own reward. That's freedom. Pride is it's own prison if you let it."
Mid-Boss … looks quite pleased with the responses from the questions, and notes down a few things on a notepad. After which, he writes the last few words with a few long strokes of a feather-pen. Maybe even the score he gives her… But after that, he smiles, and looks up to Talynn. "Miss Black, thank you for appearing, you can relax now." After which, he leans back, and looks to his list on a clipboard… "And next up, we have… Yuna Kagurazaka!
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"I was impressed with her answers, personally. I think she's a good contender for this competition. Definately." He perks when he hears who's next, "Oh, it's that Yuna girl again. Another one of my favorites!"
Camera2> "Oh yeah, she's one of mine too!" Aya says as she perks up, smiling to Psyber! "Let's see what she's got in store for us, then! I have to admit, I have no idea just who is going to win this! I really don't, they didn't tell me!"
Camera2> As Yuna walks out on stage again, in more casual clothes and with a wireless microphone in hand, music starts playing - not quite rock music, but energetic J-Pop. She's still smiling, but there's a more energetic spring in her step as she walks along the catwalk; along the way, she lifts the mic and begins to sing:
My rustling heart overflows with a melody like the wind
Vividly leading me to a tomorrow still unseen
If all the memories I draw are spun into the future,
Can I catch a smiling "someday" in a miracle?
"I feel 'I need you,' I just miss you in my life."
Don't pull away
Ah, let's go with our hands joined
To the place where our opened future gleams
She's downright beaming as she reaches the platform, and launches into the chorus:
Flap your wings and fly, my heart
Changing sorrow and pain into gentleness
Don't be led astray, my way
The instant we met now shines brightly, transcending time with you
Yes, forever …
She lowers the microphone slightly, then starts the next verse right on the beat.
A vow dissolves in vain, resounding in a dreary night
The fate of passing stars strikes in the heart
In a house of the endless sky, our heartbeats overlapped
What will bring an end to the tears we've endured?
"I will never leave you, I want to promise you!"
Don't forget
Ah, you were the one who taught me
Let's fly forth, carrying the courage to step forward
If the bonds are connected
Don't lose it, but embrace the power
To protect what's irreplaceable
Every time I know that weakness, I grow stronger
Yes, forever …
She pauses again, for an instrumental bridge leading into the last part of the song.
"I feel 'I need you,' I just miss you in my life."
Don't pull away
Ah, let's go with our hands joined
To the place where our opened future gleams
Flap your wings and fly, my heart
As fragile loveliness is spilling
If we can share that, it's Heaven
If I'm disoriented now, I'll keep drawing an endless dream
Yes, forever …
Flap your wings and fly, my heart
Changing sorrow and pain into gentleness
Don't be led astray, my way
The instant we met now shines brightly, transcending time with you
Yes, forever …
Yuna finally lowers the microphone, smiling even brighter than before, as the music finishes. She looks a little flushed.
Camera2> More singers! Not that Mid-Boss minds. Music and singing is to be a large expression of the body and soul, after all! While the clapping continues from the audiance, Mid-Boss softly hushes them with a few waves of his hands… "…Miss Yuna…" He begins, leaning forwards, one hand moving up to his cheek, curling into a fist as he rests on it. "…Nicely done. Now… you stated you enjoyed plushies…" He leans back… "… Would you give them as gifts, perhaps? Even your -favorite- one, to a friend in need? Or even a complete stranger?"
Pff… Pff… That's the sound of drags on an 8-bit cigarette. Blocks of grey smoke filtering upwards as The Judge The Guy flicks the cigarette away, starting a small 8-bit fire to break out in some poor audience member's hair. Shortly thereafter, said audience member erupts into a rest mist, complete with an awesome electric guitar riff to follow. "'Nother singer, huh." He finally mulls at length. "So you got the J-pop down, but what about oldies. What other kinna genre's can ya belt out? A singer ain't good if they can't sing oldies, and have no diversity. … Or metal."
Prinny Baal leans back in his chair and seems to think on the question he wants to ask. He jots down a note on the paper in front of him, "Miss… Kagurazaka. You're already a famous idol in your world, correct? So tell me, what would you gain from winning this competition? Why are you here?"
Camera2> "Oh ho ho! Another singer. It seems to be the very popular output. I imagine the judges must be worn out with songs by now." He says with a laugh, "but really, everyone has been quite varied in their song choices this round." He stretches and says, "Let's see how she answers." Psyber tilts his head to watch the screen.
Camera2> "Hey, singing's not bad when you're good at it! And this girl certainly SEEMS good at it! I wonder if she takes lessons though? She almost seems too good, don't you think?" Yeah, Aya thinks it's good singing, but wow. This girl's talent is up there.
Camera2> Yuna listens as the questions are asked, and answers each of them in turn.
To Vyers (she knows his name):
"I don't have a single favorite out of my collection, really - I love them all. But to give one away … if it was one I'd bought for myself? Yes, I could give one away - even one of my favorites, *especially* if someone needed it. But if it was a plushie I'd been given from one of my close friends, I'd probably be hesitant about giving it away."
She winces a bit at The Guy's disposal of his cigarette, and the mist and the guitar riff. But she listens to his question and answers seriously:
"I do karaoke now and then with my friends, so I'm not limited just to J-Pop, but that's my favorite. Most of the songs I know are ones I could sing on-stage, though - heavy metal's out, unfortunately," she says with an apologetic look. "And I'm not sure about American rap. But, I'm always up to learn new songs!" she finishes, grinning. Then adds: "I'll need extra practice if they're not in Japanese, though." The grin turns a little sheepish.
And finally Prinny Baal.
"I'm here because I've won beauty contests back home - the Galaxy Lady Contest was what led to me becoming an idol in the first place. Entering this contest seemed like a natural move. And, well … it's not for pride; it's for fun and the chance to maybe make some new friends."
With the questions answered, she smiles, bowing deeply to the judges, then to the audience, before heading up the catwalk and backstage
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Vyers writes down a few more notes… while a clean up crew and a medic attend to the poor victim of an 8-bit cigarette butt accident. They know of The Guy. The also know of The Lawyer of The Guy. They do not mess with The Lawyer of The Guy. So there is no sueing of The Judge The Guy. Got it?
But once Yuna walks off stage, smiles. "And now… that's all for the Miss Division. Formal, Swimwear, Talents, and our questionnaire… Now onto Mister.." He smiles, and looks at his list. "Starting with… Alexander Armstrong!"
Camera2> "Hold me." That's all Aya says after the questions and then the announcement of Armstrong being next. The tengu latches onto Psyber, shutting her eyes. "I don't even want to KNOW what his talent is, given what he subjected us to the first couple times!"
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"I bet he oils himself up and rassles with a bear… and an alligator. Combined. They call ir a Bearigator. It's pretty awesome." He idly comments as he rubs the Tengu on top of her head.
Camera2> This time, there is a small explosion of bright pink sparks before …
"You're simply the best! Better than all the rest! Better than anyone, anyone I've ever met! I'm stuck on your heart, I hang on every word you say. Tear us apart no, no, baby, I would rather be dead.~"
And it is Alex again. The Strong Arm Alchemist is wearing his relaxed clothes. A simple white shirt, only buttoned up halfway, a pair of simple brown slacks, and highly polished boots. This time, he walks with simple, calm, confidence. What, after all, could compete with him here? This was his forte!
"For my talent!" He booms, dramatically. "I shall be demonstrating to this lucky audience, the magnificent methods of alchemy, which have been passed down through my family line… FOR GENERATIONS!" He pauses to allow this to sink in, the music fading away as he adjusts his gauntlets, letting the light catch the alchemical circles inscribed upon them dramatically. "Ladies and gentlemen, I must ask that anyone of a nervous disposition, who suffers from heart complaints, or is pregnant, look away now. What you are about to witness is so elegant, so amazing, and so without flaw, that it has been known to make people pass out."
That warning given, he clenches his fist, and suddenly /FLEXES/! The white shirt he had been wearing rips off his body suddenly, and, in a smooth motion, he ploughs his fist, quite literally, into the earth. There is an /EXPLOSION/ of dust and smoke, coupled with a fantastic crackling of yellow light, and those familiar pink sparkles rain down.
When the dust settles, where before there had just been Armstrong, now, there is a /HUGE/ stone statue of Armstrong, fist raised to the sky dramatically. Sweat pours from Armstrong's brow as he turns, and, for a moment, it looks like that is it. And it is a fantastic representation. But, suddenly, he is spinning!
Because whilst this is illegal in Amestris… this isn't Amestris, and there was no reason not to show off to the limit!
His fist punches the stone Armstrong in the chest, and lightning crackles out a second time. No smoke, however, as, instead, spreading from the point of impact, a bright golden sheen comes… and, yes! The statue has been transmuted into solid gold! He grins, satisfied with his fantastic golden statue, as he turns to the judges table.
And salutes!
"Thank you for your time. I hope the display was impressive! HRRRRRRRM!"
Camera2> Mid-Boss… ..
May have passed out. But after a nearby prinny comes over with a glass of water, and is about to dump his face with it, he -grabs- the Prinny's flipper. "…N…Not quite out. Just surprised…" He does take the water, however, and give it a sip as he leans back up… and just… "…Mister Armstrong, that is a MOST -BEAUTIFUL- talent you have!" He grins… "But… not quite as beautiful as some of our other contestants… but I -assure- you, it is approved in /MY/ book!" He leans himself forwards, smiling… looking at the strong, big… muscular figure. "…Now. Mister Armstrong…" He smiles… leaning back in his seat. "…It seems your techniques are handed down in the Armstrong family…. But what were you to do if someone… 'outside' of your generation had the same abilities? What would your reaction be?"
Well… The Guy's… Cigarette seems to have fallen from his lips. There's even an explosion of gore and an awesome guitar riff as the burning ash lands on a bug or something beneath the judge's table.
"Well…"
The Judge The Guy clears his throat, adjusting the collar of his Cape of Hero. "Quite the impressive job there." He relents, motioning towards the solid gold statue, before lighting up another blocky nicotene stick. "My question to you is. What made you join the military? And is it true that if they don't ask, you won't tell?"
Prinny Baal sits there for a while. He might be catatonic. In fact, he pretty surely is. However, he snaps back to his senses, "Huh? Oh man, what? Sorry, Zoned out. Ahm… what would you consider to be your greatist achievement in life? If you had to pick your one best moment."
Camera2> "is it over?" That's all Aya asks as she waits, waits and frowns because…Yeah. She doesn't wanna watch this, whatever it is Armstrong is doing! "please Psyber, tell Aya it's over. ;.;" Squeeeeeeeeze~! Awww, the poor Tengu. You'd think Gensokyo residents were TERRIFIED of masculinity, or something.
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"Shit, even I'll admit that was the coolest talent I've seen so far. He punched a rock and made a statue… and then punched a statue and turned it to gold. That is extremely epic." He keeps on rubbing Aya's back, as if trying to calm her down, "Don't worry, that other guy you like is up next."
Camera2> Armstrong pauses, considering each question in turn, quite seriously. His brow furrows, and he brings his hand up to stroke his chin in contemplation. This was not as easy as he had expected! And Vyers even claimed that there had been more beautiful techniques demonstrated this day? Gasp! Shock and/or horror! What could possibly be more fantastic?! … Perhaps he should have gone with his piano juggling routine, like his little sister had suggested.
But! No time to get downhearted, time to face the music!
"The trick to the Armstrong Family Techniques… are that they are mastered only by people who have the strength, beauty, and heart to be a member of the Armstrong family. If someone else demonstrated the same abilities, I would embrace them! As my very own Brother or Sister, because they would have proven that they have what it takes to be part of the Armstrong Family."
To The Guy's question, he clears his throat, moustache shifting for a moment before he answers, solemnly. "I joined the military to use my amazing body- and my incredibly alchemy- to help my fellow man. It is the duty of anyone who has the ability to do so, to stand up and lend their might to protect the innocent! This, is the principle that the Armstrong Family was founded upon. Using our amazing strength for the betterment of others!" And then he smirks. "As to the other part. It doesn't matter. The Union military strictly does not care about such things. Love is a beautiful thing. I haven't found it yet… but my heart yearns for the day when I do!"
Finally, he looks to Prinny Baal. That, at least, was easy. "Last year." He states, "The Confederacy demolished a large part of New Washington with a powerful weapon. I worked day and night for several weeks, and repaired many buildings, including the kindly named Armstrong Street. Helping those people put their lives back together… is the most rewarding thing I have ever done."
Mid-boss just… grins. Good answers, good answers! He'll note a few things down on his notepad, glancing over at The Guy for a second. Pardon, THE JUDGE The Guy… … Then he grins. "Alexander Armstrong! -A brilliant- display of your talents! And now, you may take a bow…" He smiles, lifting up his list~…. "Next up… 'Noran Izkiel!'"
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"Good answers! I like this man!" Psyber says as he points at the screen with the arm that's not being used to console Aya, "Let's see what his competition has in store for us."
Camera2> Aya just deadpans as she hears the thing about finding love. "Well, maybe you could find love if you were in love with someone other than yourself? I really dunno about this guy, Psyber." When the hug finally breaks, aya perks up! "He's on next~!? Ooooh~!" She watches with anticipation, hoping it's an impressive display! "I bet it'll be something all subtle at first, but it'll wow us in the end! I can feel it!"
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As his name is called up, Noran Izkiel steps from back stage, making his way right to center stage with a few waves, a smile, and a wink of his eye once more. But one he is on stage, he stands there, hands in his pockets. He is in that formal wear again, black boots, pants, black turtleneck sweatshirt with the rose, and a long, rich, heavily decorated coat, the back end trailing down to his ankles. "…Ladies. And Gentlemen." He begins, his voice with quite the young tone to it, giving a boy as he starts. "I present to you… The elements…" He starts naming them off, while he raises his left hand… "Ice…." His right hand raises up, and he produces a rather large orb of pure ice magic… which then proceeds to float around in the air. "…Water…" His left hand raises, producing a large orb of water magic! "Fire." "Earth." "Lighting." "Wind." "Light." "Dark." All eight orbs proceed to float around in a circle above him… and, like a conductor to music, his hands wave around in the air, the 'elements' moving around as it were in patterns. He then lines them up, in the air, and 'pulls' them one at a time to his hand, where a right on his left hand seems to glow, absorbing the element. For fire, he shoots his hand into the air, spurting forth a ball of flame above his head, spiking the temperature quite a bit for a split second. Ice does the exact opposite, a big ball of icicles forming, and then molding to create… an ice statue of Noran himself, holding a staff. For water, he spins it around in the air above him, where it starts to drizzle.. and with the light in the room, it creates a rainbow! For earth, he creates a floating platform of… well, earth! Which he hops on gently, now sitting on it as it raises a little. Calling lighting forth, his ring actually fills his hands with electricity, sparking from fingertip to finger tip. He then crosses his arms, spreading them out to his sides and sending a vertical bolt of lighting to plow down center stage, down the catwalk, and just stop it before it hurts someone. AS he brings wind towards him, he bursts the orb onto his ring, then punches his fist forwards to the audience themselves, creating a quiet, calming breeze of spring air. And then comes the tough parts: For dark, he lets it absorb into his ring… where as the whole room gets dark, EVERYTHING. Lights go out, electronics go off. Heck, even the camera goes off for a bit!
That's when a light blue image on the TV Screen, for those viewing at home, shows up, with a picture of Mid-boss dancing in a circle, hand in hand with Flonne, Seraph Lamington, and a few prinnies, with the text: 'We're experiencing technical difficulties, please stand by!' showing up. It's only there for a few seconds, before the camera turns back on… to light. Light starts to show itself again, and Noran is the one controlling it, having already absorbed the element of light in his ring. It shines with a soft golden glow, chasing away the shadows he created, the orb of light peacefully fading away as it's power diminishes. With that, he smiles, sitting on his patch of floating earth for the moment, clasping his hands together.. and giving a soft polite bow to the audience.
Camera2> Mid-Boss looks generally impressed, but for now, he must get to the questions! "Ah… Noran, correct?" He goes on, looking over a few of his notes… then he glances up at the young man. "You're … quite the old person, I see. Yet you look so young… How did this come about, hmmm?" He smirks, just a little, leaning back. "OF course, that's just a question of my own curiousity… /my/ question is: Was there a time you ever used your magic for your own personal gain?"
Prinny Baal 'hmmmms' gently, penning in a few things on his notepad as Mid-Boss goes with his question. "Alright, dood. In our lives, many of us have walls put up in front of us. Walls that make seem impossible to pass. When in your life did you face one of these walls, and how did you grow to overcome it?"
The Judge The Guy, however… not too impressed. >:|. Trails of 8bit smoke rise from a new cigarette he's gotten, while his 8-bit eyes narrow gently. "Magician. Smoke and mirrors. This isn't a magic show, kid, it's a beauty contest. Why are you even here?"
Camera2> Aya…Hrms a bit. "Okay, dreamy as he might be that was a bit iffy! I think that show might have scared some of the audience more than they impressed it there! Powers need to be used more responsibly than that, I think. Even if I were to display my Danmaku in an exhibition, I wouldn't be so needlessly careless about it."
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"I'm… that was really an interesting display. Like some shit right out of that Dosney movie, Funtasia." (Take that, copyrights +_+) Psyber shifts in his seat, "I dunno what to make of it. Let's see how he answers the questions."
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The young 'magician' of sorts just sits there, criss-crossed on the floating platform of earth, smiling softly at the questions… even The Guy's. "Well now! Seems I'll be answering Vyers and Prinny Baal's question together. His 'curious' question, atleast…" With a small grin, he spins the platform around a little, taking a small 360 spin slowly as he gets time to think of how to say his answers… "Using my magic for personal gain… Well, as a Master Sage, I have a lot of responsiblity to hold with this magic. We are, technially, allowed to use our magic so long as it doesn't mean we get anything we aren't supposed to have." He leans back some. "Money, stolen goods, and what not… But I have never used my magic for my own gain…" … "Unless you count being lazy, and using the soft power of wind to carry a few things around. Like books…" He smiles, some, looking at Prinny Baal now. "…My own wall arrived when I had stumbled upon an ancient transcript left behind by my Grandfather. It was ingredients to a potion that promised eternal youth." He glances at Vyers. "Which is why I am stuck at this age." Back to Prinny Ball. "But… /saddly/, no one told me that such a potion was considered a threat if it was made, so I was labeled a traitor. I managed to talk to the emperor, and told him I could watch over the Grand Library as the Master Sage for all eternity, and protect it to the best of my ability." He leans back on his floating earth platform. "I pled guilty, though, regardless. Yet they went with my proposal."
Noran glances at the guy… and snickers, just giving a soft warm smile. "Was this competition not meant just for fun? As much as I wouldn't mind winning, what matters is you meet new people, and gain new friendships." He leans down on his platform, looking right at The Guy. "Or maybe that was my whole intention all along? Maybe I /don't/ want to win… maybe I want others to know about the presence of 'Noran Izkiel." With a smirk, he leans back… and if questions are over, he'll taking his floating platform behind stage. Him on it.
Camera2> "Interesting answers. So he lives forever?" He asks curiously before looking over at Aya, "You Gensokyans have long lifespans, right Aya? You should go ask him out, you two might make a good couple." The half-angel idly comments.
Camera2> "He didn't WANT to win? How curious." Aya smiles, and then brightens her expression as she says "And so coooooooooool too! And what, you really think we would? I'd have to meet him first, admittedly! Though I think my favorite kind of guy would be one who can appreciate my lifestyle, and maybe even help with it! A fellow journalist! A dynamic duo! A….Sorry I'm ranting now." Giggle.
Camera2> Mid-Boss nods, nods, and nods some more, then notes a few things down on his notepad… after which, he nods to his judges, and they all stand up. The camera zooms into him. "We will now discuss what we've seen from our contestants, and decide on a winner for both divisions!" … The tape… ends?! Uh-oh.
Camera2> "W-W-W-WHAT THE?!" Aya suddenly looks paniced as she looks at the camera. "W-What happened?! Where's the tape?! Where's the results!? This isn't how it's supposed to go! Um…Err…Psyber, what do we do?! What do we do?!"
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"What?!" Psyber says as he gets up from his chair, waving at the camera, "Ah… folks! We've got some technical difficulties and we're gonna get this all fixed up soon and you can find out who won this contest! It'll be ah… it'll be fine!"
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"Reporter doooood!!" A prinny with a red scarf around his neck suddenly rushes in, who just manages to get on camera with Aya and Psyber. "Mid-Boss sent me here, dood! They're ready to read the results!" He hands Aya a device… it looks… complicated. "Just hook that into the VCR Thing, dood! It'll give you a live feed, dood!!"
<OOC> Nanoha XD
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Psyber paces back and forth and waves at Aya, "Go on! Hook it up! We gotta get this show moving!"
Camera2> "Um, err, how do I do that?!" Aya begins to panic again, frowning! "I don't know much about technology aside from my Mac! And this isn't a Mac! Umm, ummm…AND WHERE'S THE VCR?!" Uh oh, this could be bad. Aya just continues to look around,"Umm, err, umm…!"
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The Prinny flails his flippers about a little. "C-MON- DOOD!! The blue wire! The Blue wire!" … "Wait, the VCR isn't a bomb, dood!"
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Psyber sighs and walks over, "Oh geeze, just give me the stupid thing." Psyber says as he tries to wrestle it from her and then begins attempting to, as best he can, hook it up to the VCR, "Who the hell uses a VCR?! Tell your boss to upgrade to Green-Ray!" Psyber shouts as he manages to jury-rig it up.
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Camera2> "Gomennasaiiiii~! ;.;" Aya falls to her knees, sighing! "This isn't fair, i'm a reporter, not the technical specialist!" And then the Tengu lets Psyber take the device! And then finally…
"T…THIS IS NOT WHAT A REPORTER IS SUPPOSED TO DO!" She suddenly, in some kind of inexplicable fit of rage swings her Wind God Fan, and as a result, summons a gust to blast the Prinny off camera. …Uh oh, explosion incoming?
Camera2> Psyber says, "Aya! Don't set up us the Prinny!"
Camera2> The Prinny 'WHAAAS!' … Nope! Prinnies only explode at throwing! … Right? Well, he doesn't explode. Instead, he CRIES. "I'M TELLING MID-BOSS ON YOU, DOOD!" Then proceeds to scamper off!
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The feed on the TV used to display the tape starts to flicker… until…
And now, there's a single mic on stage… with …Well, The Kid. Who has to jump up ontop of the mic to speak into it. "And now, the envelope!"
Camera2> "Whew…" Aya gives a sigh of relief as the feed starts. "What a relief…"
Camera2> Psyber sighs in relief, "Alright, let's see how this goes."
Camera2> … DAAAAAA-NAAAAAA. … DA-DAAAAAAA!!! DAAAAAA!!!
"Gentlemen… Behold!" A man, a rather… old man, with white hair moving up along the sides of his head, a large glass dome surrounding his head, with a strange pair of wide glasses with white covering his pupils… and a strange … 'suit' of sorts. He walks on stage… and holds out..
"THE ENVEOLOPE!!!"
As he walks over to The Kid, and holds it out, the Kid reaches his scrawny little 8-bit hands to grab it… suddenly..
BLOOD SPLATTER
Okay, well, and 8bit mist of blood fills the area around him as the envelope touches him, followed by -EPIC- guitar riffs.
After a small bit of arguing and fighting heard by prinnies and what not, Mid-Boss takes the stage, and clears his throat opening the envelope softly. "And the winner… for Miss Multiverse is…"
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Mid-Boss pulls the little slip of paper up.. and then shows it to the camera.
"Nanoha Takamachi!!! Congraulations!!"
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Mid-Boss then puts the slip into his coat pocket, to pull up another slip from the envelope. "And now… for the winner of MISTER Multiverse…"
Mid-Boss opens the slip of paper, and takes a breath… there's a pause~
Camera2> "Well, it looks like she pulled through! I'm curious, Psyber, are you happy with this victory? I admit I was kinda rooting for Komachi myself. Y'know, fellow Gensokyan and such but! She still earned it, and no one can take that away from her! Nanoha, if you're watching, way to go!"
Aya gives a thumbs up to the camera, a warm smile on her face! "You've earned it! And-Oh no, don't let it be Armstrong…"
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"Alexander Armstrong!!"
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"I won't lie. I thought Kari Shaba and Talynn Black had it in the bag. They were truly impressive this year." Psyber says before he suddenly jumps up from his seat, "FUCK YEAH ARMSTRONG! WAY TO GO!"
Camera2> Aya just…Falls to her knees again and sobs. "This isn't fair~ ;.;" Her head hangs and she continues to frown, tears falling. Awww, she was rooting for the cute one~
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Hell, Psyber starts to dance on stage, "Hell yeah! he's a macho macho man! We all wish we were like him.. and macho men!" The half-angel seems elated the alchemist won
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Mid-Boss gives a grin, shifting the envelope into his coat pocket. "And that was the first annual Mister and Misses Multiverse pageant!" He smiles, grabbing into the microphone and pulling it out of the stand, while walking along the stage. The camera follows him. "Although no one won any prizes, what matters is that this event was made for fun. To meet others, to see the -inner side- of everyone that participated in this event." He smiles, and stops, crossing his arms… only to yank out a red rose from the inside of his jacket. "… I do, however, need to give personal thanks to Jessie… who came up with the idea." … He starts to tap his cheek with the side of the rose. "…atleast… I'm positive it was her… this was back before new years… my my, three months this took, such a while…" He smiles, and looks to the camera, pointing the rose to it. "But don't fret! Some of you maybe wanted to join? Some of you want to give it another chance? Well… no worries!" Mid-Boss grins. Widely. "Because next year, in January…"
"Starts the 2nd annual Mister and Misses Multiverse pageant!!" BISHI SPARKLES!!
After which, Mid-Boss softly tucks the rose into the collar of his jacket… giving a smile. "I would like to thank my Judges… The Guy… and Prinny Baal. My greatest thanks for helping… And everyone in the competition, thank you for making it a success. Nanoha? Armstrong? Enjoy your title… as the BEAUTY OF THE MULTIVERSE!!"
And then, the live feed cuts! … And it leaves Aya and Psyber looking at a blank screen. Until it gives that 'off air' color bars pattern.
Camera2> "Well, he won, I suppose that much is a given." Frowning still, Aya stands up, and looks at Psyber before hugging him again. "Well Psyber, you made a great co-host, thank you for helping me with this! And Multiverse, thank YOU for watching! This is Aya over at the Results Show, and we hope you all have a great evening!"
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"This has been Psyber Psyberton, not my real name by the way, and now we're gonna turn it over to our regularly schedule program… Everyone Loves Hypnotoad!"
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@_@
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OBEY THE HYPNOTOAD
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@_@
Camera2> Psyber starts clapping robotically, "All Glory to the Hypnotoad." Clap. Clap. Clap. Clap.
Camera2> Aya seems to be doing the same thing. "All Glory to the Hypnotoad." Clap. Clap. Clap. It's freaky.
Scores:
Judges:
Prinny Baal
Mid-Boss
The Judge The guy
Miss:
Freya
Final Score: 20
MB:8 PB:7 TG: 5
(MB: She made some creative decisions on talent, and I did like the explination to my question.)
(PB: Not good, not bad)
(TG: Was her talent shaking the ground or something?)
Jade Veldime
Final Score: 11
MB: 6 PB:2 TG:3
(MB: Prinny tossing… is a crude talent. But, none the less, she couldn't have picked a better answer for questions.)
(PB: Cute girl, but Threw Prinnies :/)
(TG: For pissing The Personal Friend of The Judge The Guy, The Judge Prinny Baal the hell off and animal abuse.)
Jessie
Final Score: 17
MB: 7 PB:6 TG: 4
(MB: Although she even called me Mid-Boss… Still. An impressive show, none the less.)
(PB: No translation on lyrics)
(TG: For somehow bypassing the translation effect and giving the judges lip.)
Kari-Shaba
Final Score: 25
MB: 9.5 PB:8.5 TG: 7
(MB: …. I can't help but notice she reminds me of a Kitfox. An impressive show, however!)
(PB: Very nice)
(TG: For singing. Another damn singer. Hot in a swimsuit, though.)
Komachi Onozuka
Final Score: 24
MB: 9 PB:7 TG: 8
(MB: To think that escourts of the dead could be so…
(PB: More singing?! So much singing!)
(TG: Old school tunes on an old school instrument. And not being a damn singer.)
Lara Croft
Final Score: 23.5
MB: 8.5 PB:8 TG: 7
(MB: How someone can go on so many adventures and still be as classy as this woman is beyond me.)
(PB: Hell yeah! Gymnastics + boobs!)
(TG: For not having a body that matches her talent but being good at it.)
Lute/Lyre
Final Score: 19
MB: 5 PB:6 TG: 8
(MB: It's nice that you want world peace, miss… but there are /many/ worlds on this place.)
(PB: Almost as much air in her head as in her chest)
(TG: Something about this girl. I don’t know…)
Haibara Ai
Final Score: 25
MB: 9 PB:8 TG: 8
(MB: … School Swimsuit. <3)
(PB: I liked it)
(TG: Not bad on a piano. Okay song. )
Nanoha Takamachi
Final Score: 27.5
MB: 9.5 PB:9 TG: 9
(MB: Not including your talent, I based my score on the answers you gave and your choice of clothing. Anyone can do a comedy routine, really! Even two prinnies can!)
(PB: I just added Midboss and The Guy together and divided by two. Rounded down.)
(TG: For not singing. And being amusing with her Who’s on First act with Raising Heart.)
Shir
Final Score: 16.5
MB: 6.5 PB: 7 TG: 3
(MB: I loved her answer! I did! … But I lost my coupon for 'Get one Bastard Sword, get one free' when I got my wallet back!)
(PB: Impressed she got ahold of my wallet. Still… it's my wallet)
(TG: Don’t fucking steal The Wallet of The Guy. >:|)
Talynn Black
Final Score: 26.5
MB: 9.5 PB:9 TG: 8
(MB: I was quite wow'd. Even magicks in the Netherworld can't conjure up this kind of magic!)
(PB: GREAT Overall, I'm a little offput she answered a question with a question. Took off a point for that.)
(TG: Pretty impressive planetarium)
Yuna Kagurazaka
Final Score: 23
MB: 9 PB:8 TG: 6
(MB: Despite so many singing talents, this one struck me. She is, after all, the one that southed 'the beast' on new years.)
(PB: Singing was so overdone this round)
(TG: For being another god damn singer)
Mr:
Alexander Louis Armstrong
Final Score: 29.9
MB: 9.9 PB: 10 TG: 10
(MB: I would have given you a 10, but you gave one of my prinny's a nightmare about flexing strong men. My apologies.)
(PB: Awesome.)
(TG: God. Damn.)
Noran Izkiel
((Noran is not a real character. He is an OC Concept I plan on apping in the near future. Putting him in this contest was an idea I got since Alex had no competition. At all.))
Final Score: 23.5
MB: 9.5 PB: 8 TG: 6
(MB: An interesting individual… if a bit young looking. Despite his age.)
(PB: Creative. A hard wall to pass.)
(TG: Beauty Contest. Not a magic show.)
A note from Mid-Boss Player:
Psyber was allowed as a Judge because he volunteered. He knew very well that he had a character in the contest, and had no intention of voting higher for himself then anyone else in the pageant.
He came to me with a fair proposition to add the scores of ME, and The Guy, and divide them by two, and set that as his score for Nanoha.
/I/ took the scores from these judges, and NO ONE ELSE has known about the results until I put them up. If you have ANY problems, please contact me.
