+ The Drag Pageant +

[vitaelamorte]

Who: Everyone!
Where: Yasogami HS auditorium
When: Afternoon of Wednesday, July 16
Rating: PG(-13)
Summary: The drag pageant.
The Story: Whether you're there as a voluntary or involuntary contestant or as an audience member looking for a laugh, this is where threads for the drag contest go!

There will be three top-level threads to help keep things organized: one for the sign-up sheet (which characters will have access to all week); one for Tweedledum to ask questions of the contestants on stage; and a third for the audience. Give me a couple minutes to post them and then have at it! Please make sure to label threads open or closed. ♥

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OTA

[psalmed]

Backstage is hot, and not in the metaphorical way. Lia finds that even with her hair in a ponutail and pins she is still melting. Her sleeves are rolled up, her knee-socks have been commandeered for use stuffing a bra, and she has several palettes of makeup all around her with little brushes.

Really, anyone who wants a little help with their cosmetic selection or hair is welcome to come to her. But her eyes are always scanning for that one particular contestant because she is going to make the most of wrangling him while it is school-sanctioned.

[flytheflag]

[And if she thinks he's not going to fight that wrangling with all of his wiry strength, she is, in fact, wrong. Not that he's particularly hiding or anything, leaning against a wall away from the kerfuffle in a dress he got from who knows where (he's not sharing), his hair a mess, a paper clip instead of an earring through his ear, and contemplatively working his way through the flask he'd smuggled in under what little skirt he has.

But, once he sees the poor sap with the makeup, he pushes away from the wall and ambles over, wobbling a little, though if it's from the contents of the flask or the heels of the boots he's wearing, the world may never know.]

Fighting a losing battle with this lot, love. Thought you should know.

[psalmed]

Jealous you might have competition? Though not with that face, you won't.

[The dress had been a hard sell. He looks kind of really slutty, but he has the legs to pull it off so why not. Maybe that would bribe some of the judges.]

Come over here.

[She drags him over by his arm, taking advantage of his lanky frame and heels. And possible drunkenness. And then she starts in with the foundation.]