--- Green ---
Thy called for all of the chosen competitors to co forward. Green took around at the competition. Borgick was sprinting down the stands, taking the steps three at, clearly in a rush. *Why would he bother? It's not like getting down faster will help him at all. Actually… why is he trying to be so far ahead of us here? Is it just because he uses a cannon as a weapon?*
The rest of the competitors were taking things at a far more normal pace, Vanya and Willow walked side-by-side, clearly eying each other up. Green wasn't sure if they considered each other the toughest competitors, or if they were trying to establish an alliance sohow. *Not sure how you'd work together this round. Perhaps just sharing insights between rounds?*
Finally Bonas was skipping down the stairs, tail wagging in obvious delight. Green made a note to keep an eye on the beastkin. Aside from Borgick, she seed the most interested in the event, and while the dwarf's interest likely had more to do with the cannon itself, Bonas' smile was a harder one to decipher. Was she also interested in cannons? Did she have so skill in diving? Green didn't know.
Up on stage Thy started to speak again. "Before I send you all off to the changing rooms let show you the judges!" A bright light covered Thy forcing everyone to look away for a few monts. When Green finally managed to blink the spots form her eyes there were 4 different Thys up there on the stage, and they all looked quite unique, though one more so then others.
That Thy looked like a slightly oversized gorilla… in a tuxedo. Gorilla Thy even had a microphone in hand despite the fact Thy didn't need a microphone for their voice to carry at all. Gorilla Thy sohow managed to keep a look of profound refinent on their face. This was reinforced when they spoke. It was a deep, silky voice that Green had to admit, was very nice to listen to. Perhaps even better then Gareth's. Though, that wasn't sothing she'd admit.
"Greetings to you all. I am your announcer for this event. Do not be afraid of my large and robust appearance, for I am a refined gentleman and an you know harm. Please keep in mind the rules, though feel free to pay the judges more attention then , it is through their decisions that you will win or lose after all. You may call Thy, as the others have chosen proper nicknas," said Gorilla Thy, or Green supposed, just Thy.
The next Thy stepped out from behind the gorilla and bowed to the assembly. They were dressed in an old-style ball gown, with flowing ivy hair speckled with little flowers. They had a tiara and in the centre was a sapphire encrusted 1. Oh, and they had massive tits. *Yeesh Thy. Way to give so people an inferiority complex. I know I was never getting anything larger then an A-cup but like… I could probably curl up enough to fit my whole damn body in those things!*
"You may call One, for I am the first, and clearly most important judge. If you can et my exacting criteria I'm sure you will go far in the ballroom dancing scene. I expect nothing but excellence from you all," One finished speaking with a bow so low her boobs were resting on the floor. Green could FEEL the back pain from all the way over here. Well, assuming a Thy could even experience back pain.
*So is that a hint that she wants to spin or sothing? Perhaps keep my toes pointed? Urgh. I didn't think all those lessons in ballroom dancing might actually co up in the real world. Then again, I suppose this isn't too weird. Plenty of dungeons have weird requirents and there was that chess match last ti around…*
As the bow ended, the next Thy stepped out. This one was nearly as tall as the gorilla and about as muscly. He was in a suit… technically. It was a nice dark green with winding vine patterns in a slightly lighter shade. The problem was, he happened to even more ripped then March. The suit was struggling to contain his bulk. The stitching was stretched to the breaking point with VISIBLE GAPS showing off the undershirt beneath… and the boxers as well. Look the pants were just a tight. This was all topped off with a large Tophat donned with a large two right in the middle.
"You can call TWO! I am here to see people shot out of a cannon and make a big splash. How literally I an that is sothing you'll just have to work out!" Two said with a flex. Green would swear up and down that she could hear the cloth of Two's outfit ripping as he did that, and based on Vanya's flinch she wasn't the only one. Despite that… it seed to remain in one piece. For now.
*I wonder if they ant that literally. Should I try and make the biggest splash possible? It wouldn't necessarily be too hard… except I'm not sure it's sothing I can properly compete with. I'm on the lighter side… or am I? Vanya might way more than … but I'm not sure about the others. Bonas has a huge tail but that's all fur. I really don't know what she'd weigh. Hmm… still, I'm probably on the lower end.
Then again… I plan to keep my boots on so that should help a lot. Wait. Is that how it works? I'm just assuming that more weight equals a bigger splash but… that might not be the case? Shit. I guess I'll try it for a round or two depending on what everyone else tries to see if I can get a good score that way.*
When Green finished her thoughts, the next Thy walked out. They were rail thin and dressed in a belly dancer's outfit… but they didn't exactly have the curves for it. They had no chest to speak off, and their waistline was more like a straight line from their shoulders down to their feet. Looked like good quality silk though.
"I am Three, and I'll be judging everyone based on how I feel in a few monts. I'll give you no hints because I haven't even worked out what I'm doing yet. Good luck!" said Three as they shimmied over to the table and chairs that Thy had set up for the judges. The other two followed, with Two looking comically large in the small chairs, and One resting her oversized chest on the table, engulfing the little mic that was in front of all the judges.
Once they were in place, the table flipped around so that they were all facing the water. Thy, the gorilla one, tapped the microphone in their hand to get everyone's attention once again. It sounded more like bending tal then a microphone tapping noise, not that Green would recognise the latter. "Right, everyone is free to go down into the changing rooms," Thy pulled up a trapdoor affixed to the side of the stage. "You can enter an exit the area below as you will. Though taking longer then five minutes after your na is called will incur a point penalty. Do NOT try entering a changing room other then your own. You have ten minutes maximum to change. Good luck,"
*Wait did Thy just add new rules? Well the fact you can't go into the changing room isn't new pers ay… but the longer then five minutes one seems new? Hmm… I guess it's probably to keep the ga moving. I wonder if it's an official rule or not though. It's just weird that Thy is adding it now. Did they not think of it before? Or is it not one that's part of the 'official' rules Thy wrote up for challenge? Hmm… still probably best not to push it.*
Green, alongside everyone else, made her way into the changing room. Her own door was quite obvious, not only was it the sa Green as her hair, but in big letters 'GREEN' was written across the door. Well, that and all the other doors were extrely blurry and slightly painful to look at if you glanced at them for more than a few seconds. Best not to think about that really.
Green pushed open her door and saw a whole bunch of clothes. They were split into various styles with different colours further towards the back. It was always the sa order for each of the styles. There were even a few 'bottom only' racks that seed to mostly pair up with the various two-piece swimsuits.
A longer look and Green noticed that all of the sets here were solid colours. Nothing had a pattern on it at all. *Odd. I was expecting there to be more difference between the various clothes after Thy said that what you chose could possibly have an effect on your score… but not the design. Hmm… guess I'll pick sothing in green just for the joke. Though what style do I want?*
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