It's that time of year! It's the Nexus Wet T-Shirt Contest!* [Locked to ADULTS!, potentially NSFW]
Hey. That stage over there? That wasn't there just a few hours ago! In fact, it wasn't there mere minutes ago!
Now, there are lights, there is music, and there is a catwalk. There's also, quite notably, a flamboyantly dressed demon on stage. Green face, white suit, and rumba beats pouring out the two speakers. No, he sure ain't Cuban Pete. He's not even close to wearing any kind of mask, but hey, it ain't easy being green.
The music fades out, and someone tosses the demon a mic, which he catches as deftly as though he's been catching random microphones since the day he was born.
"Ladies and gentlemen, mesdames et messieurs, incorporeals and asexuals!" Oh, why didn't they ask that Mister Emcee from Cabaret? Lorne's certain he's seen the fellow around. He would've done such a good job of this, and Chuck Heston on a pogo stick, Lorne'll be cooked if Headmaster Snape sees him!
"Welcome to the wettest Wet T-Shirt Contest this side of the Nexus! In a moment, I'll let the ladies introduce themselves to you, but first let's give the judges a warm welcome!" Applauds! "Yeah! Together with you, they'll answer the most important question of the day!"
He sidles closer - however he manages to do that on a stage, well, mum is the word - and lowers his voice to a slightly nasal murmur. "Which one of the absolutely fabulous contestants do you deem the winner?"
*((Isamun, here we go!))
Now, there are lights, there is music, and there is a catwalk. There's also, quite notably, a flamboyantly dressed demon on stage. Green face, white suit, and rumba beats pouring out the two speakers. No, he sure ain't Cuban Pete. He's not even close to wearing any kind of mask, but hey, it ain't easy being green.
The music fades out, and someone tosses the demon a mic, which he catches as deftly as though he's been catching random microphones since the day he was born.
"Ladies and gentlemen, mesdames et messieurs, incorporeals and asexuals!" Oh, why didn't they ask that Mister Emcee from Cabaret? Lorne's certain he's seen the fellow around. He would've done such a good job of this, and Chuck Heston on a pogo stick, Lorne'll be cooked if Headmaster Snape sees him!
"Welcome to the wettest Wet T-Shirt Contest this side of the Nexus! In a moment, I'll let the ladies introduce themselves to you, but first let's give the judges a warm welcome!" Applauds! "Yeah! Together with you, they'll answer the most important question of the day!"
He sidles closer - however he manages to do that on a stage, well, mum is the word - and lowers his voice to a slightly nasal murmur. "Which one of the absolutely fabulous contestants do you deem the winner?"
*((Isamun, here we go!))