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Entry tags:
- arisato minato,
- arthur kirkland (england),
- belphegor,
- clovis la britannia,
- edward elric,
- euphemia li britannia,
- heiwajima shizuo,
- kida masaomi,
- kiku honda (japan),
- kurapika,
- kuroro lucifer,
- lovino vargas (south italy),
- ludwig (germany),
- namine,
- neku sakuraba,
- oruha,
- rachel price,
- sephiroth,
- superbi squalo,
- tseng,
- winry rockbell,
- xanxus,
- yao wong (china),
- zack fair,
- zhi ming/james (hong kong)
Pageant!
[Poll #1583736]
The pageant will be held at one of the stages closer to the entrance to Nocturne, where people board. It is night time so the weather is cool, but there are plenty of lights to make sure people can see where they are going, and the stage is lit even better.
It's a large space, decorated quite splendidly and all the contestants both male and female are lined up, interacting with their fellow competitors, the audience as a whole, and anyone who wishes to speak to them.
((ooc; pardon the late, folks, but here it is at last! Some people were tied or dropped icly/oocly so some runner ups were chosen. There will be a thread for each contestant so they can be asked questions/interacted with, but feel free to make other threads, folks in the audience! Just like with the other polls feel free to vote with each of your characters.))
IF YOU THINK/DONT WANT YOUR CHARACTER TO RUN PLEASE LET US KNOW ASAP.
The pageant will be held at one of the stages closer to the entrance to Nocturne, where people board. It is night time so the weather is cool, but there are plenty of lights to make sure people can see where they are going, and the stage is lit even better.
It's a large space, decorated quite splendidly and all the contestants both male and female are lined up, interacting with their fellow competitors, the audience as a whole, and anyone who wishes to speak to them.
((ooc; pardon the late, folks, but here it is at last! Some people were tied or dropped icly/oocly so some runner ups were chosen. There will be a thread for each contestant so they can be asked questions/interacted with, but feel free to make other threads, folks in the audience! Just like with the other polls feel free to vote with each of your characters.))
IF YOU THINK/DONT WANT YOUR CHARACTER TO RUN PLEASE LET US KNOW ASAP.
Edward Elric
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Okay, maybe not murder. But there would be payback for this. He was, at least, not dressed too ridiculously - the outfit was actually not that different (http://i195.photobucket.com/albums/z161/Calenlass_Greenleaf/girl45hp.jpg) from what he'd normally wear in Amestris.
Except. Girly. The other upside of the get-up was that it covered his automail completely, so he at least didn't have to worry about any questions about that.
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Masoami Kida
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Kida is dressed in a daringly short, frilly blue skirt (http://www.lolitafashion.org/images/casual5.jpg) and a pink shirt (http://image.yesstyle.com/assets/71/213/l_p1011021371.jpg), along with some blue knee-high socks, and black, heeled clogs.
But that is not all! Because if he is going to dress up as a girl he'd rather be convincingly awesome at it, rather than just embarrassingly sad. A bra has been stuffed! Legs have been shaved! Make up has been
applied lightly. He has clip on dangly blue flower earrings, both of his silver bracelets on his left wrist with some silver rings on his opposite hand. He's also acquired a raburi handbag (http://static3.avelleassets.com/productimages/Handbag/Moschino/Moschino-Love-Jap-Flag-Borsa-Manici-Handbag_18043_front_large_0.jpg). And to complete the look, extensions have been added to his hair and pulled into a slightly curly ponytail. Along with shaved legs and some light make up.
And so it is with complete confidence, nay, cheer and love for being at the center of attention, that 'he' twirls in place and curtsies flamboyantly to all who pass her, and greets them in a voice just an octave or so higher than his own.
"HAARUU~ EVERYONE! Kida-chan is here! Make sure to vote for me! Thank you! Thank you! Please enjoy the show of so many cute and sexy ladies!"
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Yao Wong (China)
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Preferably someone like Japan. Or England. Maybe Kujikawa, but then he should've seen Canada around, shouldn't he have? Someone anonymous, then. Someone who he was going to identify, focus in on, and blame for all that he was worth. There probably wouldn't be a problem with that. After all, wasn't this the sort of things "trolls" did? Submit people to cross-dressing competitions? No one would miss a troll who thought that he was Poland.
Now, China was a salesman at heart (among other things, but the salesman part was what mattered right then). He could pull of a rather convincing smile and wave, when he wanted to sell or win something.
He really didn't want to win this.
So it was with a stiff back and unhappy frown on his face that he pulled at his pig tails, straightened the irritating dress that kept trying to sneak up. It was far, far too short (http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y73/llamapops/11445604.jpg); but ending up in anything different seemed to be impossible, what with the random state of the election and the fact everything had been so rushed. He wasn't ashamed to admit he'd been wholly caught up in the confusion until he'd been stuck in line with a bunch of others (most of whom he recognized, what was up with that), weighing the chances of how he could leave without any pictures being taken.
An awkward shuffle back and deeper frown; really, what were girls wearing these days? Things that were far too revealing, anyway- though... Well... it might've looked cute, at least...
-- Bad thoughts! Distracting thoughts! He had to focus in and find that person who was ripe for the blaming, which was at least better than standing about in embarrassment.
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Arthur Kirkland (England)
SHE'S A LADY, WHOA WHOA WHOA SHE'S A LADY
It was quite a shame that England hadn't had a lot of time to prepare for this pageant. All of his best wigs were at home. That was alright, he thought as he adjusted one of the long gloves on his arm. He could still win this. After all, his country was famous for cross-dressing. If he needed to make this into a comedy in order to impress the audience, he would. Haha! He had this contest in the bag. That would show Prussia, wouldn't it?
Speaking of Prussia, England wondered where he was. He knew about the pageant, and knew both his brother and partner were finalists. He would have had to have known. Perhaps he was just off somewhere moping. Heh. That was the way the scone crumbled. If you couldn't stand Chem Ramsay's heat, get out of Hell's Kitchen! For now, England would focus on winning this damn thing in order to prove that he was the best.
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DUUUDE LOOKS LIKE A LADY
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... Heads were going to roll if Kuroro didn't move out of his flat just like he'd promised.
The upside to thinking that this was just another undercover mission was that he could get into the role easily enough and then make himself forget this ever happened after the damn pageant was done. The downside, of course, was that no one was going to buy it, no matter how hard he tried to fool himself. (And he could see Kuroro right there, enjoying the entire spectacle, the enormous git.)
But in any case. Get into the role, right. Right. At least he wasn't quite as dolled up as some of the other contestants, and maybe he could stop fidgeting and feeling so exposed in his short skirt. Kurapika pasted an awkward smile on his face and hoped that anyone who looked his way would think random female guest and not that kid who protested mightily over the network at being called feminine.
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Ludwig
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Complete with props.
This is Germany. This is Germany standing strong and tall among the contestants. Only very few people will note that he is uncomfortable at all, but of course Germany is always happy to show off and even happier to win this shit because he is the perfect German and Germans are perfect, so naturally, only a German should win.
Although he did not expect to even make it to the finalists at all, what is the world coming to?Who had entered his name in the contest? Surely not Italien, and Rom has only been in the city for a short time. It must be Amerika. Amerika is asking for a war, that must be it. First, Germany will win this pageant, and then he will Do Things to Amerika.
At least his military is not hanging in this costume.
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Superbi Squalo
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At some point, between the announcement and standing here, Squalo had lost control of the situation. Before he could feel outraged - shock had a nasty habit of getting him all frizzled and brain dead - Bel had gotten a hold of him. And now here we was, standing in line, wearing the most ridiculous get up possible, but still retaining his boots. He remembered saying something about the boots staying or someone dying. Well, he still had them, reaching up to his knees, tied up tight and properly. Except instead of jeans he was wearing a ridiculously short skirt that barely reached mid-thigh.
Hell, his legs were shaven.
...someone was going to die.
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Sephiroth
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The day drinking with Kuroro hadn't done well to keep his senses sharp. It was the only reason as to why those who'd run the pageant had managed to take hold of him and force the ex-General into participating in something. Everything had happened so fast that his hazy mind hadn't been able to keep up with everything until he'd finally been shoved out with everyone else.
It didn't take him long to figure out what was going on, even despite his body currently being intoxicated. He didn't care that he felt cool breeze ruffling the white skirt he wore or that there seemed to be silky black fur lining the front of his jacket. Hell, even the puffy shoulders didn't bother the ex-General all that much.
No. What bothered Sephiroth the most was the fact that they had dared to not only dress him as such, but they had dared to throw him out into some pathetic little social gathering?! The entire thing was entirely intolerable!
The mako blazed with the rage that Sephiroth felt within before he abruptly turned back around and stalked off to the backstage area. He would find whoever had done this to him strangle them with their own entrails. Now where in Gaea's name was his pants?!
Growling dangerously, Sephiroth disappeared from the event.
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Namine
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Her partner was very pretty in his dress, England looked stunning and Winry looked so elegant! Squalo looked like a charming girl. How did she get to the finals?
She sat at one of the available chairs in the interim and tried not to fidget too much or worry about her appearance (http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d145/croixsouillees/orz.jpg).]
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Winry Rockbell
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[It was odd being up here. It wasn't to say that Winry hated dressing up, but it simply wasn't something she did often. As one who was almost obsessively dedicated to her work, she typically wore clothing that was practical for it, which meant she wore very casual and sometimes boyish clothing quite often. She never paid much heed to her appearance beyond what was necessary to not be a slob, so when she saw her name up on the pageant list she had been quite surprised.
At first she'd been a little bothered. Who had thought to put her name in without her permission? Then she had been flattered, and figured since Prussia was really the only patient at the clinic, why not? It wouldn't hurt, and look where it brought her.
It was...nice. She'd been having fun, and was glad to be meeting new people because of it.
...but even better was the fact that Edward had made it to the finals]
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Miranda Lotto
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[As usual, Miranda was panicking.
She had to stand up in front of all these people! And...and...try to be beautiful! What if she fell over? What if she tripped over a candle and caused the entire stage to burst into flames? What if she fell of the stage and transformed and then made everyone else think that they had to fall off stages as well as down the stairs in order to transform?!
She stared at the audience with a look of mild terror. Oh no...she was meant to be doing something! What was she supposed to do? Oh god, she wasn't going to get booed off the stage for not doing whatever it is that she's meant to be doing!]
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Euphemia
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Euphemia was beaming. She was happy to be there, and pleasantly surprised to have made it so far in the competition. She'd never gotten to do something like this in Britannia - or Area 11 - for...well, reasons having to do with her status the dangers of unnecessary publicity.
But this - this was nice.
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Aerith Gainsborough