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1. [General Mingle/Discussion]
[A broadcast on the Macross! One that every TV carrying the newly wired station will receive, and be playing, every hour for the next few days.]
Welcome! To celebrate the launch of MBS, the Macross Broadcasting System, we present to you: The MIss Macross Contest! 28 beautiful contestants will take the stage, having been selected from over 400 applicants. Who will win the final and the crown? The Miss Macross Contest! Our Queen will be chosen by you!
[Disgusted? Thrilled? Whatever happens, it'll be the talk of the town for the next few days!]
2.[The Qualifiers]
[Before you can get on to the stage, you must pass through the meat grinder: The qualifiers round, where a panel of judges will evaluate how embarassing you might be. They will be thinning the herd by over 90%, removing every woman who doesn't stand a chance on stage. The small, boring audition room they've set up in is a place where dreams go to die. Three old men sit at a small folding table on one end.]
So, can you tell us about yourself, Miss...
[A broadcast on the Macross! One that every TV carrying the newly wired station will receive, and be playing, every hour for the next few days.]
Welcome! To celebrate the launch of MBS, the Macross Broadcasting System, we present to you: The MIss Macross Contest! 28 beautiful contestants will take the stage, having been selected from over 400 applicants. Who will win the final and the crown? The Miss Macross Contest! Our Queen will be chosen by you!
[Disgusted? Thrilled? Whatever happens, it'll be the talk of the town for the next few days!]
2.[The Qualifiers]
[Before you can get on to the stage, you must pass through the meat grinder: The qualifiers round, where a panel of judges will evaluate how embarassing you might be. They will be thinning the herd by over 90%, removing every woman who doesn't stand a chance on stage. The small, boring audition room they've set up in is a place where dreams go to die. Three old men sit at a small folding table on one end.]
So, can you tell us about yourself, Miss...
3.[The actual contest: mingle/contestants with acts]
[After all that hard work, it's finally here! The Miss Macross Contest! Are you watching? Participating? Either way, it's going to be a tough competiton-there's even a movie star on the field! But there's a great grand prize: A brand new recreational sports jet!]
4.[For People Who Can't/Won't Get Off Work; One thread]
[Meanwhile, on the Macross's Bridge, there's an unofficial on-duty watch party...because someone's got to mind the place while Gloval gets paid to look at young women for hours on end.]
I gotta say, the captain looks pretty dignified.
He's got a dirty look in his eyes.
4.[For People Who Can't/Won't Get Off Work; One thread]
[Meanwhile, on the Macross's Bridge, there's an unofficial on-duty watch party...because someone's got to mind the place while Gloval gets paid to look at young women for hours on end.]
I gotta say, the captain looks pretty dignified.
He's got a dirty look in his eyes.
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What, you expected Ren to participate? But Ren can't be a participant, that'd be just silly!]
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Just... get this over with... I'll be outside...
Thhbbttthhht...
[It holds out an awkwardly written sign with its name on it. Held even more awkwardly in its other 'hand' was a violin. Well... plants love music, but its doubtful they can play it. Will the judges humor the wayward plant or just have it sent out immediately?]
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....Ma'am, and I do mean no disrespect here, but you appear to be a giant plant monster, and not a human or even human-like female.
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Thhbtttthtt?
[Interitus tilts its head in confusion... then it stretches a vine out to where Volya was, the russian kid poking his head in for a moment, looking somewhat disgruntled.]
Interitus doesn't get the reasoning behind the question, whatever it is.
[Volya rolls his eyes, about to go back outside of the room before his partner tugged at him meaningfully.]
...Gah... fine, I'll stay and translate... but this isn't going to even last five minutes.
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Aah, Miss Kugimiya. Can you tell everyone a bit about yourself?
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I'm a graduate of the MJP program and a soldier in the ESUN military. I'm serving at Unity Group along with the rest of my team, Team Rabbits. In my free time I like reading and baking, especially cakes.
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Can this be the audience thread?
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She's not going to sing German opera in Gebian. While that was the initial idea, somehow Heph realized it might backfire.]
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Hey, stop! You're not supposed to be here!
[Security guards rush out onto the stage after the interloper! And they've got beatsticks!]
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[Says the man in a very clearly and totally masculine voice! The guards might be charging too, but he springs over them, and then-]
I just thought I'd showcase more than just my vocal talents here!
[Mid-speech, the voice changes from masculine to feminine and the figure casts off his clothes, revealing the clearly female form of Selena Recital underneath! And she's holding Elma in one hand!]
Ventriloquism acts require a certain extra something to still be popular nowadays, don't they?
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The mayor of Macross City, one of the judges, chimes in.
"So, Miss Kugimiya-what will your performance be for tonight?"
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Aah...Very good, Miss Recital. Though, perhaps you could have told us beforehand...
[Gloval just stares.]
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Oh that would ruin part of the surprise of it! At any rate, this here is my good friend Elma.
Hello everyone!
Now to be honest, Elma said that all under his own power. However...
[She presses down on his back, and suddenly the flap on his top springs up partway like a CD player!]
"He's also got a split personality. You can address me as 31-MA."
[The voice is cold and robotic... also said by Selena with barely any movement of her mouth.]
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It's okay son, I've talked to enough women in my life to understand her. You can leave, if you want.
[The judge leans forward over the table, folding his hands in front of his mouth as he does so.]
Now, Miss, you are correct in that the 'Air Bud' clause allows you to participate, but this is a beauty pageant, where contestants are based on how well they can adhere to an idealized femininity.
Do you understand where I am going with this?
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[Interitus tilted its head, a little confused, it heard him say things but it didn't quite get them.]
Thhbtttht?
What he pretty much meant was that you're kind of too ugly for this. Sorry buddy.
[The 'vine puppet' turned to 'look' at Volya, then the judges almost imploringly as if to ask if the Russian kid was wrong because darn it that was mean.]
H... hey don't make me the bad guy here! He said it not me!
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Ma'am, you're a very pretty woman. None of our other contestants can bloom quite like you, for instance.
Rather, it is that...Contestants are judged based on how well they can adhere to an idealized human form. That form represents a standard of beauty for humans; but it's not the only standard out there. There are other ways to be beautiful that humans cannot achieve, and yours is one of them.
But, to run this contest, we need to adhere to a more strict metric than the abstract notion of 'beauty'. As such, we have to have specific criteria for contestants to meet, and the way those criteria were formulated, you score quite low. That doesn't mean you're not pretty, it just means you're pretty in a special, unique way that this particular contest is not a good platform for.
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[Volya opened his mouth to argue the fact, just silently and inarticulately trying to say something but was to irritated to do so. The vine puppet slouches heavily, looking almost comically depressed.]
Tbbttthhhht....
[And demoralized, Interitus was working hard on its act when it found out about the contest. The vine mass looked up at the judge like a kicked puppy.]
Tbbtthhht...?
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[There is a beat, while the judge adjusts his glasses.]
Even then, it's not grounds for disqualification. We run a very inclusive program here; as long as you identify as female, that is good enough to participate. It's in the application guidelines, section 5.6.3.
[Still, the judge can't help but look a bit depressed at all this.]
Look...I know it's sad, losing like this, but this just isn't your stage.
[He comes out from behind the table, and puts a hand on Inertius's shoulder. Thank heavens the vine puppet is person-sized, and devoid of thorns.]
Don't worry. There's still plenty of chances for you to shine in your own way. And I'm certain that you'll find the man who's right for you, if you just keep looking.
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Thbttthhht..
[The plant monster bows its head and leaves the room, Volya following while just shaking his head at the ridiculousness of this all.]
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Yes, Seta is not participating either, because good luck trying to get her on an actual stage with a physical audience - a good number probably carrying cameras - staring straight at her.]
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Good evening, everyone! [She smiles and does a sweeping greeting with one hand, addressing the public directly] My name is Ashe. Nice to meet you all!
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I'll be singing.
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[Two Gebians enter the stage, quickly bringing in a table with several objects on it - including a burning brazier! Hetepheres puts her staff on it and grabs two torches. Also, another Gebian in the background starts to play drums quickly.]
My performance is going to be fire breathing.
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Selena's gonna win. Would bet my next payday on it.
[...Looks like he didn't quite kick a certain habit...]
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[She's not the only one who's worried.]
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It's R. Dorothy Wayneright!
She's wearing a, what else, black dress, and looking at the judges and watchers with her usual bored look.)
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So I'm going to do a little gymnastics show. My friends Nicol and Lazarus should be finished with the bars right about... now.
[And indeed, from the beams around the ceiling a couple bars lower down. But nobody is allowed there! On the other hand, this kind of funny usually gains the favor of the public quickly]
There we go. Thanks guys! Now, if the judges would please hit the music?
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Well, Just be sure not to set fire to the stage.
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Aaaaah, Miss Wainwright! I'm sure you've got a great performance planned for us all today.
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The head of the new broadcasting station takes out a handkerchief to wipe away some sweat, then nods-off stage, some gaffers start whatever song Ashe has provided.
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[She smiled very faintly as she bowed before starting to sing. The song was a surprisingly comedic number about the singer making up all sorts of absurd excuses for why she wasn't lazy, most notably claiming mental illness along with more normal, petty things like needing to repair chipped nail polish. There was a somewhat darker undercurrent that maybe the singer really did have some form of mental disorder, however.
Throughout the song, Kei relaxed a bit thanks to having something other than the judges to focus on. But only a bit, nerves were still clearly shining through for anybody who cared to look. As such it was also a fairly no frills performance where she didn't have much time to really put into making an exciting stage show. Not that anybody was likely to expect that from a military cadet without even so much as music club membership. At least she could actually sing, even when nervous.]
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I hope Kei is not feeling too awkward right now.
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[Hetepheres takes a big swig of a fire-breathing liquid, lights the torches on fire, and spits out a long trail of fire upwards! Also, simultaneously music starts to play, because apparently this is not just firebreathing, but also dancing with fire, with lots of spinning and wide sweeping motions, and even juggling the torches into the air. At times the flames pass gets dangerously close to Heph's dress, but it doesn't catch on fire. She's too good for that, apparently.
A Gebian stagehand throws her a third torch. This is getting out of hand.]
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The very thought of being on a stage, to me, is...
[You can almost see the chill running down her spine.]
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... It makes me feel like I should go out there though. Just to see what it's like.
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(She then sits in front of a piano and begins to play. It starts slow enough, but the tempo starts getting faster and faster. And soon her fingers blurs on the keys in precision and speed that only robots can do.)
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...I didn't know she'll actually go with it.