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 Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 8:35 pm
Quote: Talent CompetitionName: Rednal Ak'Thias Talent: ★Sparkle Pose★ Performance: Much of the time, Rednal had been accused of being dead emotionally, and having no drive as he she went throughout her daily life. However, moe was something special - and goodness knew he she had seen enough of that by living with someone who was quite possibly the cutest girl in the world. Without hesitation, Rednal whirled around and struck an appealing pose before winking at the audience. ...That was apparently it.  Pride: Nothing but a memory. Daughter: May need medical attention after hurting herself from laughing too hard.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 9:22 pm
Quote: Talent CompetitionName: Leon Mori Talent: Speed talking Performance "Ahem" clearing his throat, Leon started to speak with an unchanging expression. "Jugemu Jugemu Gokō-no surikire Kaijarisuigyo-no Suigyōmatsu Unraimatsu Fūraimatsu Kuunerutokoro-ni Sumutokoro Yaburakōji-no burakōji Paipopaipo Paipo-no-shūringan Shūringan-no Gūrindai Gūrindai-no Ponpokopī-no Ponpokonā-no Chōkyūmei-no Chōsuke." He would repeat this several times, getting faster and faster each time, again, without his expression changing an inch.
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2015 4:47 am
gaia_crown Koichi Mori, the Prince of Ruin gaia_crown
"With my feet planted firmly upon the lands of those who came before, I seek to create a better tomorrow for those who are yet to come..."He hadn't gotten a foot through the door of the auditorium when a hiss from his shoulder and a withering look at the stage announced the sudden departure of his white-furred companion; apparently there was something so hideous on the stage that Ser Pounce simply 'nope'd' out of the experience entirely the moment she saw it, making instead for the booths with the delectable scents wafting from within. There, surely, she would find several tasty scraps and dine like the Queen Kitty that she was, all while petted and attended to by the adoring humans who remained within. This happened. You can't say it didn't, because it's happening. Deal with it. And yet even as the disgusted cat made her departure there was something altogether morbidly fascinating happening on the stage that the Prince of Ruin immediately recognized from the stories that he had been told when he was a child. This one he had always thought was just a bit farfetched when his mother had explained it, that mischievous (and was that slight...embarrassment?) twinkle in her eye making him wonder if she was putting he and Koichi on. But here was the truth laid out bare before him, undeniable and raw. His lips curled into a faint smile as he followed Sera to a decent viewpoint and observed the spectacle, taking an even deeper amusement in the flabbergasted response of his future-born partner.
"I believe this is what my mother called the 'Cross-dressing Pageant'...in which young men enter or are forced to enter in order to dress as women and parade on stage before their peers to build up an immunity to criticism and impress the girls of their age with their courage...at the cost of their dignity. My mother told me the stories, but to see them firsthand..." the young Mori ran a strong, gentle hand over his neck as if wiping away a bead of imaginary sweat and did not hide the twinkle of mirth in his eye, "I can see why Ser Pounce didn't want to stay for this. But don't you think it looks almost...fun? For the ones watching, that is to say. My father would disown me if I were to debase myself like this." Again his smooth, soft voice let out a small chuckle and he turned towards the girl with the pink hair, taking some notice of how unimpressed she seemed to be with the pageant. It was to be expected, really...in the time they had come from, nothing could be as lighthearted or carefree as this. But wasn't that exactly what they wanted to change? If Sera's old friends had already succeeded, or begun to succeed in their mission, then the world might remain this way for a while longer. And this, he would take a thousand times over, over a world Corrupted.
"It's not so bad, really. The people of this town, this country, can't know what we've been through. They should never have to know..." his voice trailed faintly, but his demeanor didn't sour. His glance in her direction merely reflected that he understood her skepticism. But this...this really wasn't all that bad, by comparison. Strange, certainly...but this was as strange as it was likely to get, right? ...Right? "And it's not as if the competition for the women will be this...different, or so I was told."
Only time would tell if his optimism was on the nose, or foolish...
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2015 4:04 pm
Quote: Talent CompetitionName: Mino(ri)Talent: Juggling Performance "Huh? Lets see, it can't be something lame like finishing a book overnight...oh, I know! I can juggle. Bet you don't have a talent like this one, ladies." Mino motioned towards one unscrupulous student near the front of the stands, and towards a set of pins he'd left near the stage. The audience member hesitantly picked the pins up, throwing them to Mino...but fumbling! But just as it looked like they'd hit the ground "Minori" scooped a hand under it and sent the pin wafting back into the air, the others following one after another as the show began. At least he knew how to entertain (and bemuse himself in the process), suckers.
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2015 7:56 pm
 Iofiel, the Angel of Love
Meanwhile, one of the people from the first group of children that had come back was in the audience, paying attention to one contestant in particular - but after he was finished, she was looking around - and her eyes widened in shock as she saw Sera. Moments later, she was waving discreetly but energetically, clearly inviting Sera and her... friend... to come over and take a seat next to her.
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2015 9:14 pm
Sera Makushima  Eyes stayed glued to the stage, occasionally turning to look at her companion as he explained the meaning of this strange show. The announcer said something about talents, and if Sera believed it couldn't get worse...she had been dead wrong. A series of ridiculous 'talents' were shown onstage, and Sera couldn't help the giggles escaping her at the second-hand embarrassment. Poor guys, seriously.
The pinkette snorted when Koichi mentioned his father disowning him if he ever dared to crossdress, her gaze turning to look at the green eyed young man beside her. "Pssh, yeah. No kidding. Your dad isn't...one to take matters lightly. Ever." She had crossed paths with Motonari Mori just a couple of times during her time in the bunker (perhaps once too many...seriously, who walked into a room without knocking?!), if she was being honest... but the man always looked serious, quiet...brooding, almost. Way too strict. And that last time, aha...ha...well... it had been awkward, to call it something.
"But you are right. It isn't so bad- OHGODISTHATTRIP?!" A familiar face appeared among the no-dignity guys on stage, finally paying them a bit more of attention now that the initial shock had passed. He was dressed in an awful maid costume, but... that was definitely Trip. Her stomach flipped at the prospect of meeting the others so quickly. She hadn't expected to find them here...so easily. Her gaze shifted the attention to a little movement on the spectators side, grayish eyes catching the girl waving. Sera was as surprised as Io appeared to be, and with a grin, she turned to Koichi. "They are here! Let me introduce you!" She took his hand and tugged lightly, making her way up to where Iofiel was sitting.
"Not even a 'Hello', Io?" Sera teased, a wolfish smirk on her lips, before hugging the petite girl tightly. "It's been soooo long! I missed you guys."
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Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2015 10:26 am
Quote: Talent Competition Name:Fauxstus Necromonium Talent: Stumbling over words Performance Fauxstus was busy standing around, trying to figure out something he could do...but without showing off too much.
"I...Ah...Ummm.." he called quietly, a flush making it's way to his face. "I'm...Umm.."
Faust couldn't think of anything he could do to show off..But, perhaps in this case, his lack of action was for the best...for everyone involved.
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Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2015 9:04 pm
Iofiel, the Angel of Love
Iofiel hugged Sera back - tightly - then pointed up to the stage. Unlike some people, she wasn't the sort to talk a lot during the middle of a competition while other people were trying to pay attention - that seemed rude. The hug she was giving made it quite clear that she was both excited about seeing Sera and more than welcoming, though - and after a few moments, she pointed to her (crossdressing) father, clearly trying to stop too many giggles from escaping her mouth.
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2015 9:45 am
Quote: Talent Competition Name: Tripidium Yamakaji Talent: Balle-OHGODISTHATSERA! Performance Trip watched the others do....various things. From counting numbers, to talking, to....something with a topsicle?
'I know what I can do!' he called, pulling his leg up behind his head to stretch....Then start to manuver around with several twirls, and swirls, even tossing the plate up in the air....
And catch it neatly. As he started to swing his foot around for a twirl though, he saw a flash of a familiar face in the audience....Someone he hadn't seen for a while.
"SERRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAA!" he called, suddenly lunging off the stage, leaping...Quite a ways, as he performed what could only be described as the Glomp of the century.....Catching up to, and squeezing the pink haired girl who had been talking to Iofiel. "FRIEEEEEEND OF SERAAAAA'S IDON'TKNOWWWWW!!!!"
It may have been a short time since they'd arrived....But, he was still excited to see them again! Even if he kind of sort of forgot about the competition.
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2015 4:14 pm
Quote: Talent CompetitionName: Yosukelina (or whatever) Talent: Magic Performance S-stupid audience! He couldn't believe he was up here, and he heard the groans again...ugh, this was even worst than last time! Luckily he had a talent he'd been practicing lately, and produced some cards when it was his turn. He'd get the audience involved by picking a member, and showing off the trick...as long as all the cards were still there. He felt some of them sticking together after Teddie touched them last night against his warning, with nasty topsicle hands. "S-stupid...this trick'll still look easy with MY talent!" He muttered, 'tsundere' Yosuke coming to the fore again. Oi vey...
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2015 4:45 pm
Quote: Talent CompetitionName: Tharros Talent: Getting Lost (Is that a talent!?) Performance "Hm? Oh it's my turn for a talent? I guess I should go on stage.." Tharros said and looked around, realizing he had somehow ended up at the back row of the audience! A mildly confused look came to his face as he scratched the side of his face. "This isn't the stage.. How to get back up there?" Some members of the audience tried giving him directions only for him to go the opposite way! Luckily for him, his sister walked over to hold his hand and guide him to the stage.. That was moe in a sense right?
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 9:47 pm
Quote:  *~: razz ink Afro Pageant Man, In All His Glory::~*"Boy...WOW! I think I'm going to have nightmares! Seriously! I can't even keep doing this with a straight face, can ANY of you folks?! We were thinking about doing a gag...emphasis on GAG...swimsuit competition, but I honestly don't think I could take it without dying! So let's jump straight to the voting, everyone! Remember to only cast one vote for the entrant you believe deserves to be named 'Ms.' Yasogami High!
And remember, because we don't want to have to look at this mess any longer, you've got exactly ten minutes [One Day Real Time] to vote! No later! Best of luck to all of these *hurk* lovely ladies!"[All contestants must wait on stage until the voting concludes!]Quote: Ms. Yasogami Pageant Voting!(Cast your vote in the Poll in this forum to choose a winner!)
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2015 10:41 pm
Quote: *~: razz ink Afro Pageant Man, In All His Glory::~*"And we HAVE A WIIIIIIIIIINNEEEERRRR!!!! It's... -drumroll- ...MIIIIIIIIIIIIIISSS YOSUKEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! And as part of your reward for winning, YOU will be a guest judge for the Ms. Yasogami High Pageant! Which staaaarts...RIGHT NOW!"[WINNER: YOSUKE HANAMURA!!!] [quote][b]Miss Yasogami High Entrance Form[/b]
[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Class:[/b] [If applicable]
[b]Appearance:[/b] [Insert a picture of either your character or your character dressed up, in whatever they are wearing to the pageant]
[b]Facts:[/b] [Tell the crowd a little about yourself and why they should vote for you. Example: Favorite food is...pudding?]
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2015 8:49 pm
Quote: Miss Yasogami High Entrance FormName: Naoto Shirogane Class: 2-1 Appearance:  Facts: "G..Gah..! Why are you pushing me out...! O..Oh....H..Hi..I...ummm....
I...I have no idea...what to even.....Ummmm..Ahhh....
I'm...really not used to this kind of thing. Can I...Please get off stage now?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2015 2:14 pm
Quote: Miss Yasogami High Entrance FormName: Keira Gayuno Class: 2-1 Appearance:  Facts: Huh? Yuno's supposed to dress up like a boy for all of this? *Sigh* So that's why Faust wanted some help. Anyway, Yuno was entered into this pageant, but to be totally honest, Yuno doesn't care about the opinions of the masses. At all. Yuno already has love and was only here to see her love onstage and... *Heavy panting* Next contestant! ...The blades? These are just props. Of course Yuno wouldn't violate the Firearms and Swords Control Law. They add a dash of exciting danger to the outfit, though, don't you think? Oh, but there's only one person Yuno wants watching and getting excited...
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