A Parade of MEN!

[awokentospring]

Characters: OPEN to All (don't forget all you Contestants and Judges!!)
Location: Nocturne Bazaar, main stage.
Rating: G (maybe PG-13 for language of some characters?)
Time: April 3rd, evening; after the Beauty Contest
Description: I told you I'd do it! But you didn't believe me! WHY DIDN'T YOU BELIEVE ME??

With the Beauty Contest finished, Lee has made quick work of clearing the stage and pulling up a small table at the end. Three chairs have been placed for the judges and now the time has come...

Men of all ages and walks of life have been invited to strut their stuff on the stage, in front of all Death City, and prove why they should be crowned The Most Manliest of Men in Death City!

This is no joke.

Everyone, are you ready for this overload of Manliness? Or are you just here to laugh? Maybe you'll come away with a new-found respect for some of the contestants. After all, what's not to love about a Truly Manly Man?

((ooc; All contestants that were either signed up in the previous ooc planning post or were brought to me or Rock Lee (that is, icly) have been considered for prize spots. HOWEVER, since this competition is being judges by judges and not by popular vote, the winners have all been randomized using RANDOM.org/lists. All the prize spots have already been randomized by an uninvolved party and can be seen HERE.

Anyone in the audience is free to come up and talk to the contestants and judges, cheer people on, or catcall. This is a very serious free-for-all! Just no storming the stage to disrupt someone's performance, or else you might find yourself on the wrong side of a Very Manly Fist!))

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Contestants

[awokentospring]

[Strut your stuff on the stage! Are you going to really bare your chest? Or do you have a different way of displaying your manliness? Go crazy and release all inhibitions!]

[awokentospring]

Even though he coordinated a lot of this, Rock Lee would NEVER sit out a contest where the objective is to prove you are manly. Lee is made of manliness and he has shown up (after getting all his make-up off from the last competition) bare-chested, as was requested by a certain hipster troll! He gives the judges a winning smile as he walks out on-stage, unafraid to bare his scars and give them the best show he is capable of.

"My name is Rock Lee, and I am going to demonstrate my Manliness by performing all the kata I know in a swift demonstration!" Except he knows a lot of kata, so it won't be so swift as you might think.

Kanji Tatsumi

[topgun_textiles]

It was a mad dash to get out of the wedding dress and make-up, the night a blur for him all around thus far. No, now was the time for the competition that he himself could not resist. He'd seen the roster of those who had signed up, and knew that he'd have some pretty tough competition. All Kanji could do was his best.

So when it was his turn, he'd go for gusto. After a brief crack of his knuckles, he stepped out on stage and took his place. Though his stomach performed a little jump, twisting into a knot of am I really gonna do this!?, his machismo shouted HELL YES I AM as he turned his back to the crowd, slipped his jacket off his shoulders, and gave it a good toss into the air.

He only had a couple of seconds, and he made them count- the dark gray long-sleeve was pulled up and off of him, and given a careless toss to the side. His arm went up casually to catch the jacket just in time, and he slung it across his shoulders in time to turn on a heel.

With the jacket billowing behind him like a cloak, the crowd would be shown why exactly he was called the Bloodcurdling Beefcake Emperor, that gold bullet-shaped charm catching the spotlights in a glitter as it fell into place against his bare chest. With a devil-may-care grin, he casually pulled his shades out of his coat pocket and slipped them on.

"I'm Kanji Tatsumi..." A fist slammed into a palm, and he used that stance to flex his arms and his chest, gray eyes peering over the shades turning steely.

"And I can sit here n' break a table or bend a metal bar, but I prove my manliness every day by crushing every kishin egg that gets in my way!"

[pishirogane]

She doesn't know how to respond to Kanji's stage antics, but he's being very enthusiastic about it all. Naoto managed to keep her hands from covering her face, but there's a faint dust of pink over her cheeks. Embarrassment? Maybe, but dammit he took his shirt off. There was something weird about this, seeing him on stage with his bare chest flexed, but how should she react? She tipped her hat down, hoping no one could see her blush.

[topgun_textiles]

He could admit that he hadn't exactly thought so far as the reaction to his coming up on stage like this as opposed to the cross-dressing pageant. The laughs and jeers he could expect, but the last thing on his list of expectations were those whistles and... the calls. Seriously?

Well that was new. S-shit. Kanji would let the crowd chalk it up to the lights that left his face a little red when his routine was finished and he stepped down off the stage. Seriously, they gotta do something about those lights, they were hot as hell...

[pishirogane]

"I would say you've gained a number of female and male admirers from this appearance..."

Naoto again had managed to slip through the audience once the next competitor was coming onto stage. Since this was a judged event, there was no need to be present in the audience the whole time to observe. Her face was still decently red.

[Not Here]

[anpan_tan]

You won.

Yamazaki Sagaru

[anpan_tan]

He really hopes people are not too interested in manly -and less manly- chests and everyone went away to see the crossdresser guys. He's very glad he can't see if there's anyone around because of the spotlights. As he slowly undoes the buttons of his uniform he looks at his shoes and his face turns bright red. And when the uniform finally falls to the ground and he stands there he starts speaking.

"I'm Yamazaki Sagaru. I...I know that my chest is not a big deal, and unluckily enough I was unable to dig deeply in my chest and find the manliness there, because it would've been very painful, but...causing unnessecary pain to ourselves is not a sign of manliness, right? I'd do bear any kind of pain if it would be needed to help someone, though. I'd look for all the lost cats and rabbits for you, I'd buy ice cream for all the kids who don't have enough money and try to keep the streets clean...

[coughcough]

...and that's all I can offer you right now. Yes, I know, it's pathetic. I'm sorry...Oh, one more thing! Thank you for Keron-san, my boss at Hikan Cafe, who's about raising my payment with 50%! He's awesome!

[shiromadoushi]

Of all the people Bakura had least expected to see showing off at this contest...

Still, he was a polite boy and applauded just the same.

...and hoped that Yamazaki wouldn't spot him so he could avoid any later awkwardness. But with his luck...

Ryou and good luck...

[anpan_tan]

[Yamazaki ran away as fast as he could from this embarrassing place. He didn't look up so Ryou can't blame him for running to him. Still topless, Yamazaki fell to the ground and took a hazy look at Ryou.]

Bakura...kun. Please don't be mad at me, I'll never call you a sprite again! And you were were pretty in that wedding gown, really!

Now that the other thread is farther along..

[shiromadoushi]

[[Sighs deeply]] Yamazaki-san... if you want to live, never mention that dress again when that jerk is around, please?

Auron

[nofarplaneyet]

If Auron had any clue who signed his name up, he would probably be yelling at them. He'll have to find out that information later. With irritation, he walked onto the stage.

"Hello. I'm Auron. Some of you might know me as a Zone Leader for the Watch. I have absolutely no idea what you'd consider for this contest since someone threw my name in without my knowledge. So I'll perform a little sword kata and we'll leave it at that."

Auron drew the massive sword from its back harness and held onto it evenly. With just one arm. He loosened his other arm free from his coat. Whenever there was a massive strike, Auron grabbed onto the sword with both hands. Although Auron certainly looks far older than a lot of contestants, his muscled bare arm seemed to indicate he might be younger than a lot of people think.

[anpan_tan]

[Yamazaki claps politely and wonders if doing kata is a sign of manliness. Back in his world most of the men were more or less good warriors, so he though being manly was something more than showing chests and swordfight.

But Auron is his superior now.]

You were great. And spare me from telling I was great too because I know I wasn't. I just wanted to help out Lee-kun.

[nofarplaneyet]

If he threw my name in there, I'm going to have a word with him. *scowling*

[anpan_tan]

Didn't you come because you wanted to show yourself?

[Yes, he's serious.]

Alucard

[draculabackwards]

Alucard had just been roaming the carnival and he'd been rudely hustled to some stage for a contest. He watched a few of the contestants go on. Kanji went before him and he was suitably confident in his abilities. Perhaps he should try to emulate this behavior.

The dhampir walked out on stage, dressed in just a pair of jeans, an elaborate cross pendant and some steel toed boots. "Buna, my name is Alucard. I do not know precisely what qualities you are looking for, but I have been in many fights with kishin eggs since my arrival and I am nearly a third of the way toward becoming a Deathscythe."

Being about 6'5" with a strong swordsman build and very long blond hair and long lashes, Alucard almost edged toward pretty, but it was offset by his deep baritone.

Judges

[awokentospring]

[Deliberate amongst yourselves, or just give each other a hard time. Maybe a contestant will be bold enough to try and schmooze their way into a higher prize bracket! Only time will tell~]

[punches]

[ Here's one very Unimpressed judge. Good luck trying to convince her of anything and yes, she's willing to debate on every man that was on display including those from Konoha. ]

[awokentospring]

Sakura-chaaaaan!

[Lee bounds his way over, bare-chested as promised and wearing a pair of black slacks rather than keeping his green spandex banded around his waist. He grins at her.]

Just watch me, Sakura-chan! My show of manliness will have you falling for me!

[Of course, he's half-teasing.]

Prizes!

[awokentospring]

[The vivacious Tenten will be here to hand out prizes to those who are winners (according to the latest ooc post!) Come up and claim (OR BE CLAIMED BY) your prizes!]

[topgun_textiles]

Wait, he won!? Seriously?!

Normally he wouldn't have been surprised - Kanji worked damn hard to maintain his manliness - but when he was up against the likes of Auron and a few of the other contestants, he had to wonder just where he'd place. But here he was after the announcements were made, glad once more to be out of the damn spotlights.

But he didn't know exactly what the grand prize was...

[weaponry]

Tenten walks up wearing a surprising manly outfit. She ditched her vaguely feminine Chinese clothes theme for this. A muscle t-shirt, and cut off denim shorts seemed to compliment the event nicely. She holds a banner that says "MANLIEST IN DEATH CITY", all in capitals, and she places it around his torso.

"Congratulations, Kanji! You won!" She hands him one hundred deathbucks and giggles, "You also win a date with Marie Mjölnir." Or someone named Marie. Kanji won't know the last name, as Tenten butchered it beyond belief.

This, being Tenten, she has one more thing to add, "Funny how the manliest man is also the greatest crossdresser too."

Good god, Tenten, why so adorable.

[topgun_textiles]

Kanji had to stoop a bit with his height to allow the banner to be adorned, and was feeling pretty damn good about himself. Manliest in all of Death City, and he's got a banner to prove it! He's definitely keeping this thing.

The Meister was about to turn down the prize money, insisting he didn't need it, but a prize was a prize; hell, he could use it to treat a certain detective to a trip to Dor--

Then came the one-two punch. He'd won the Crossdressing Pageant so he was technically the prettiest not!lady as well, but... the second part there confused him.

"H-huh? Date?! W-what for!?" He took a step back. This was bad... he'd made plans about a date of his own, but...!

;w; because she just is!!! don't say that to her face though...!!

[weaponry]

His sudden flinch at the word date caused Tenten to become very curious. This sounds like something she needs to mercilessly and tactlessly get herself involved in.

Staying true to her nature as a nosy busybody with the tact of a sledgehammer, she just states the obvious, "Relax! It's not a real date. It's more like you're going to get treated to dinner and hang out with a Deathscythe for a few hours. It's a pretty good deal! You might want to make sure she knows it's not a real date, though." Truth be told, Tenten didn't know if it was a datedate or just an outing, but she'd rather not piss off a DeathScythe...

"Why are you so shocked anyways? Have a girlfriend already~?" And so it begins. The greatest teasing of our time!

[weaponry]

[ Here Tenten comes! With a bunch of gift cards to deathbucks, or, if you placed second or third, another prize, her smile is bright and she's surprisingly not sarcastic in her muscle t-shirt and cut-off denim shorts. ]

Good job participating! Here's your prize! [ She'll hand out the gift cards (which means everyone except second place will receive this action).

If you're in second place, you can see her just hand you a set of small hand weights without much thought. It appears it doesn't strain her much even if her upper body strength isn't the most stellar thing. She kinda wobbles and is very eager to give you this prize in the quickest time possible.

If you're in second or third place, she has something extra add. ] Wait! There's one more prize!