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 Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2014 12:43 pm
ol-j-man Text to Jack: i can c this is a group text smh. hurt that u dont depend on just me 4 coffee anymore. have him get ur coffee. Quote: Text to Jack: sides i already touched ur abs lololo (following this text was a few emojis) Quote: Text to Jack: wait ur at the hot babe fest? Quote: Text to Jack: where r u sitting?? Quote: Text to Jack: im w/ finn so does this mean u have friends other than finn???????? Quote: Text to Jack: still upset about the coffee btw grey dragon since this is a group text, oliver can see all of this too ........
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2014 2:20 pm
Melvin just stared at the stage and sighed. He expected ridiculous, egotistical, and even just outright laughable, but this was past the border of pathetic. The questions were far too specific in some cases, pointing at comics and anime that most people wouldn’t even know about and catering only tot eh judges interest, but some were just flat out vague. Why? What sort of question was that to add in? Kokoro came up again, and there was signing of some shows that made him cringe. It was a good thing Jerry didn’t recruit a Deus choir or else everyone would be deaf or wish they were.
Sighing, he looked over at the judges and then at the contestants. Maybe the performance part would be better. A few of the contestants looked far over their heads to be doing this sort of thing, shaking and curled in on the stage as they stuttered to answer.
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its me debz rolled 4 4-sided dice:
4, 3, 4, 1
Total: 12 (4-16)
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2014 5:22 pm
PARTICIPANT: ROUND 1
T__T this is a kostya post
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2014 5:53 pm
There was some intense whispering between three of the judges while Allan just pulled out his 3DS to play Pokemon. After a while they reassembled back to their seats, having compiled all their scores into one clipboard, currently held custody by Zoe.
Mark got to the microphone. "All right, ladieees and gentlemen this is the part you've been waiting for, the swimsuit sexy talent sexy competition! All contestants must wear a swimsuit and get on stage and perform their talent, but like sexily and stuff but if you're a dude not sexily is okay too really." He stood up for a moment longer and then shuffled back to be seated. "We'll be judging by various scores including coolness, sexiness, hotness-"
-"And individuality," Interrupted Zoe. She glowered at Mark and then flashed her black umbrella so that it refracted sunlight just so at the metal barbed tip into Mark's eyes, so it was a good thing the Death assistant was wearing double sunglasses.
OOC: THE SWIMSUIT PERFORMANCE - This is part 2 of the contest! One fantastic winner will be chosen afterwards! THE PARTICIPANTS- You can use any website to pick out a swimsuit for your character. Feel free to link it in the description. Please note: if your character did not bring a swimsuit they will have to improvise though Allan did leave a bunch of maid-themed swimsuits and swim trunks for anyone who wasn't prepared in the back stage. - Your character can now head up onto the stage and perform whatever they think their talent is from dancing to slam poetry to singing a sing, to staring and standing very still in stage fright. Roll 3d8 to see what comments you get from the judges WHILE you are performing. If you get a repeat, you get this comment twice. Feel free to incorporate the comment into your rp. Ie: You are dancing and a judge says comment 1. You react to it in a certain way. You can incorporate them in any order, including before, during, and after the performance. Roll a 1: "I don't know I'm just not feeling it. Can you maybe I dunno, lighten it up a bit?" (Mark) Roll a 2: "WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE POKEMON." (Allan) Roll a 3: "Well that was... those shoes are great. You should be proud...of those shoes. Just wonderful!" (Dwight) Roll a 4: "Wow, not only do you suck you really suck." (Zoe) Roll a 5: (If you are a guy) "Hey I know you wanna perform and like, that's great and stuff, but you're kind of stealing my limelight bro." (If you are a girl) "You put the hot in too hot to handle."(Mark) Roll a 6: "You really tried your best, and I think that's great!" Roll a 7 : "REACH DEEP INTO YOUR KOKORO AND BELIEVE IN YOURSELF!" (Allan) Roll a 8: "I like everything except you." (Zoe) THE SPECTATORS- All spectators can cheer on the participants as they go up by quoting the rper and offering encouraging shouts and gestures, and they can also encourage the participants before and after they go up. Hooray!
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 1 8-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-8)
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2014 6:31 pm
Backstage, Noemi stood with the participants, nervously playing with her fingers next to Miss Cee and someone she didn't know. She wanted to run back to Milo or Oliver and just forget her embarrassing exchange with the judges.
As they announced the time for swimsuits, Noemi was almost sure she could escape now.
"I...I don't have one!" Noemi looked over at Cee, "I...I guess I can just sit this one out?" Except not really because Cee gave her a devilish grin and then shoved a suit that was left for people who didn't have them and then pushed the girl into the changing room.
There was no escape now.
Minutes later, Noemi ran out on the stage, covering her face because it was SO EMBARRASSING.
The first and all comments came from Mark.
"Too hot to handle." Noemi shook her head, trying to cover herself anywhere. But since she was just standing there awkwardly, Mark cocked his head. "Look not really feeling it, can you lighten-"
"S...Sorry...." But she was looking at the ground and shifting nervously, "I...I don't think..." And then another sigh and he was shooing her off the stage....
Once back stage, she used part of the curtains to just hide her away...far far far away where things like this didn't happen and she hadn't walked out on stage in such a outfit.
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 1
Total: 2 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2014 6:32 pm
Rolling two more for above
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2014 7:30 pm
"Of course I have a preferred brand." Hanna tapped one toe on the seat in front of her, nudging it around in the grass. "Zeke's Coffee. It was a small batch roastery in Baltimore. It's been years since I've had any. Even if Deaths were allowed to go on leave, it would be a bit too close to my home for approval. Though I think they have a location in Pittsburgh too, I don't know." Her voice tipped with nostalgia. Drinking coffee was one of Hanna's favorite things to do, and her favorite brand was lost to her now, like so many things had been lost. It was just another casualty. "Anyway, if I have to go more big name than that or use something like a Keurig, I usually stick to Green Mountain Coffee. Dark roasts." Bitterness was a flavor she enjoyed -- licorice, coffee, dark chocolate. And it appeared that Jack had lackeys? The redhead was not sure how to interpret his stunt. On one hand, she liked the idea of getting coffee, especially from a less terrible machine. On the other, it seemed terribly cavalier. COME SEE HOW I MAKE THE MONKEYS DANCE! Jury was out in her brain so she just said, "Is this going to be a magic trick? The Illustrious Jack makes coffee appear out of thin air?" Lo and behold... he kind of did. A vaguely familiar boy was stumbling up to them, coffees in hand. Hanna gave Jack an amused-slash-surprised-slash-alittleimpressed look, and then looked over to Oliver. Then back to Jack. She laughed and then said to Oliver, "Okay, what does he have on you? Did he witness you commit a murder and now you must do as he says? Or is this a Brady Bunch-style bet gone wrong -- 'be my slave for a week' or what have you?" In any case, she took the paper cup with coffee, offering a quiet thanks to Oliver or Jack or both. It was unclear. Back on the stage, the swimsuit competition had begun. The first person out -- Neomi, poor thing -- was in a maid costume, at least to Hanna's eyes. "I know this isn't the point -- but how is that a swimsuit? I fear I must question the integrity of this entire enterprise now. Cannot be avoided. Oh god, poor Neomi." Sure, Neomi had chosen to participate, but that didn't make her horrified embarrassment any less painful to watch.
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Face your demons rolled 3 8-sided dice:
2, 1, 7
Total: 10 (3-24)
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2014 8:49 pm
 The texts from Alistaire put him in an incredibly good mood as he went back up on stage. Harland went up on stage for the swimsuit talent show fully dressed, however. It must have seemed like he was not getting it. The first thing he heard upon getting on stage was Allan yelling WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE POKEMON! Harland just passed it off with a smile and a wave, as he plugged something in to something else and set it down on the stage.
He did this for one very good reason: playing Elvis' Hound Dog on a set of phone speakers he'd borrowed, he began to lip sync to the song. On top of that, he began to strip off layer by layer, dancing to the music as he decided to pretend he WAS the King. That made the shame of what he was doing somewhat bearable.
In fact, by the huge smile on his face, he seemed to be enjoying it. "I don't know, I'm just not feeling it. Can you maybe I dunno, lighten it up a bit?" Was Mark's reaction to the dance. Harland winked at him, but did not reply, given he was about to reveal the most important part.
Apparently, Harland's talent was some sort of dance routine to Hound Dog, and his swimsuit was suddenly revealed as he stood there in just the bikini briefs, which appeared to sparkle a little in the light as he moved around the stage, and his red cowboy boots.
It was certainly a sight to behold.
Harland burst into laughter the second he got off the stage, a bundle of clothing in his arms. He put his Death Division duster back on, and wandered out into the crowd to look for Alistaire. He attempted to stand next to him, as casually as humanly possible, though he was grinning like a madman and he was faintly red.
"Hey," he said, looking up at the stage, still beaming. He said it like it was the most normal thing ever, and he had just arrived to watch the show with him.
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2014 10:54 pm
He filed the information away for the file he'd put together later: Zeke's Coffee. Baltimore, possibly Pittsburgh. Keurig. Green Mountain Coffee. Dark roast. Menial details, but one never knew; there was no such thing as a file that was too detailed. "Enjoy the benefits of my connections, Nowicki, don't question them. Keeley here simply knows his place," Jack commented with a smirk as he took his mug, adding to the anxious trainee, "I'll keep my word and send you the bonus for being such a fast little page boy after this shitstorm is done." He was a d**k, but he was a d**k who kept his word on the rare occasion he offered it. But the idea of Oliver committing murder was so laughable he almost snorted coffee into his nose. Jack managed to restrain it to a cough instead. He snuck a glance at his phone and half rolled his eyes at Chel's texts. He started typing his message, remembered it was still in group chat, and switched to Chel's alone before continuing. chimarii Text to C. CraftI have more than one connection for most things. Relying on one person alone is terrible business sense let alone relying solely on you. Quote: Considering his ready response and cooperation, I may as well replace you. The lack of sass helps. Jack didn't bother answering where he was, as it wasn't hard to pick him out normally, let alone when there was a divide of empty space between himself and Hanna, and the bulk of the spectators. "Speaking of knowing one's place--Keeley, you're in the presence of a celebrity: the Best Damn Patient of 2014 here just won her award," he said, and it was hard to tell if he was being so deeply sarcastic that it came out the other end sounding serious, or if he was injecting some humor into the conversation to avoid subjecting himself to the display of swimsuits from clearly disturbed men and practically jailbait girls; only one or two of the latter were okay to begin with, neither of which were Noemi. He made a gesture from Oliver to Hanna, giving the Lifer an expectant look as he sipped from his mug. "Show some respect." This was more of the COME SEE HOW I MAKE THE MONKEYS DANCE portion of his show off.
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lizbot rolled 3 8-sided dice:
3, 3, 8
Total: 14 (3-24)
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2014 2:35 am
Stepping out onto the stage, America sent up a small prayer to whoever was lookin' out for the D-cups, because she'd decided against the Konstantin-approved bikini despite its proven ability to keep her ladies secured in even the most dire, fighty, and tentacle laden of circumstances. But this was a pageant, and if you couldn't take a few risks you didn't deserve the crown. Besides, this one was super cute, and really, what were boobs popping out during a cartwheel compared to the rest of her routine? In the center of the stage, America posed with a pair of batons as the music started. A moment a later her arms shot out and the batons were on fire. AV guy seemed impressed with her shoes, and America had to admit, the red heels were pretty sassy, not to mention she was ******** awesome for being able to do the entire routine in them. Though really, he could look up more often. Actually he seemed kind of tense and pale each time she tossed the batons up to do an aerial cartwheel. Bless his heart. Must be a shoe fetish. ********> adorable. The prettier-than-Chantelle emo-goth got a superior smile as America finished in a full split. Jealousy was always the nicest compliment.
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Carhop Cavalier rolled 3 8-sided dice:
3, 6, 2
Total: 11 (3-24)
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2014 6:44 am
Ah, talent time! Excellent! Lex grinned and whipped around backstage, pulling on his favorite pair of board shorts before stepping out onto stage. He looked first at Dwight, and gave a little pout.
His... shoes were nice? Okay there, buddy. He had bare feet, but...sure. He'd roll with it. Next up, he'd do a little bit of this, a little bit of that, and...
He'd tried his hardest? No, he'd show them his hardest. He'd do his very best skill, the one he always reserved for last...
"WHAT'S YOU FAVORITE POKEMON?" Allan blurted as Lex was mentally preparing for his finisher, nearly throwing the Lifer off course. Fortunately, Lex had played Pokemon when he was younger, Blue version to be specific. "Jolteon!" He cried as he turned around, sealing the act.
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endejester rolled 3 8-sided dice:
5, 5, 7
Total: 17 (3-24)
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2014 7:45 am
Jasper was at least, not quite as white as he professed to be, else all the judges might have indeed needed double-layered sunglasses, to say nothing of the audience. To be fair though, it was probably that only members of the fictional ‘Cullens’ family could have claimed that complexion.
He did however, possess a skin tone that for the most part could have been described as somewhere between the shades of ‘paraffin’ and ‘chalk’, sadly nothing as poetic as the word ‘alabaster’ had even the slightest hope of being applied with any hope of making it stick.
As far as swim-wear went, it was HIGHLY probable that what he was wearing was improvised, or at the least heavily modified given that most swimwear didn’t have a ‘utility belt’ that was constructed from yellow and black paint applied over bits of things that might once have qualified as household items… and a black towel that had been butchered into a cape.
As for his talent…
Well, if anyone was even remotely surprised that he recited the entire history of Batman comics, including side arcs, reboots, branch-offs and character deaths then they probably hadn’t met him yet. He did however recite it with a speed and clarity that would have probably landed him a good job reading off rules and conditions for radio contests and with a grin on his face that could have landed him a job on a game show as a host without ever needing to bleach his teeth.
Two of the three judges replied to this performance, first Mark… who started the comments with "Hey I know you wanna perform and like, that's great and stuff, but you're kind of stealing my limelight bro."
Then Allen who was at least more enthusiastic with "REACH DEEP INTO YOUR KOKORO AND BELIEVE IN YOURSELF!"
If Zoe had planned to say anything, she was cut off by Mark repeating his grumble about stolen lime lights, which Jasper for his part seemed to take as a rather GOOD sign for his performance over all, resulting in a fist pump and a loud ‘WOO HOO’ before he moved to let the next person perform.
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Nio Love rolled 3 8-sided dice:
8, 3, 4
Total: 15 (3-24)
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2014 7:57 am
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Nio Love rolled 4 4-sided dice:
1, 4, 3, 1
Total: 9 (4-16)
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2014 8:01 am
(I forgot to roll for round 1 eheh..)
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iloveyouDIE rolled 3 8-sided dice:
1, 4, 3
Total: 8 (3-24)
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2014 10:04 am
Cee came out on stage where an understated black bikini and a pair of aqua colored platform heels. While music started to play, she calmly opened a small box, took out a paper target and tacked it up at the end of the stage. Quote: "I don't know I'm just not feeling it. Can you maybe I dunno, lighten it up a bit?" She shot him a serious look as the song continued to play. She went back to the small box and took out what looked like a handgun. She stood on stage in her heels, checked the ammo, and undid the safety. Quote: "Wow, not only do you suck you really suck." Suddenly Cee turned, struck a sultry pose and fired her entire clip into the target. Personally she thought everyone should be blown away by the aggressive jiggling of a woman firing a gun in a bikini to Def Leppard. When the gun was empty she put it down, walked to the target and pulled it off, showing a lovely group around the brain and balls of the target. Quote: "Well that was...those shoes are great. You should be proud...of those shoes. Just wonderful!" At least he noticed the shoes.
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