The SPCI Head Secretary and Beauty Pageant Planner Offices - Valvalis, send in the next applicant - Yes Miss Nimufu... - Mam! - ... mam - Hey, is this the place to audition for the pageant? - Yup, take a number and have a seat. Mario, you're up! - Momma-mia! *enters Nimufu's office* - So, Val, how're the others doing? - Not that great. Nimufu has really high standreds. No one's been accepted yet - Heh, well I'm sure she'll accept me - *blank stare* - *smile smile* - ...? - *wink wink?* - ...? - Oh-kay, nevermind *goes to take a seat* - Woah-oh-oh-oh-ooooh! *flies out the door* - NEXT! - Ouch, that's the worst rejection yet - Mario, art thou alright? - Hey Mustachio, I told you to get outta here! - Yei-aye-aye! *flees* - Maxim, you're next - *gulps* Hi! - Well hurry up! - *enters the office* - Hmm *looks Maxim up and down* - Hi - Not bad... not too bad. Tell me about yourself - Hi? - What's the matter? - Hi!! - Oh dear, I'm afraid you won't do at all *opens the door and kicks Maxim out* - ... bye - Alright, who else? - Flea, you're up - Stand back simpletons! Let real beauty shine forth! - Sorry, I'm afraid I'm not interested in girls - I'm a guy! How many times do I have to tell you people? - Hey, if you don't look the part, you don't get to play. Next! - Hold on, you can't dismiss me that easily! - THUNDERBOLT! *blasts Flea* - That's... better... *collapses* - Cecil, your turn - It's about time, it's not polite to keep a king waiting - Uh, not you, the other you - Get outta my wait, weenie *pushes past Cecil* - Grr! *sits back down* - Hey, what's with the armor? - It makes me look cool - Well I guess... but this is a beauty pageant. We need to see your face - Pah, my armor's so great you don't even need to see what I look like underneath - C'mon already, take it off! - And look like my geeky future self? Never! - Now you've aroused my suspicion. Here, I'll help... *reaches for Cecil's helmet* - Stay back! Back I say! *clutches his helmet and dashes out* - Aw, poo! - Ok, other Cecil, you can go ahead - *marches into Nimufu's office* - Oh, so you're that guy without the cool armor? - Uh, yes - No wonder he wouldn't take it off - Why... I'll have you know I'm a king! - Yeah, so? - I expect a little respect when being addressed - There's only one king for me, babe. His Royal Majesty Luca Blight *gets starry eyed* He's magnificent... oh, if only he'd agreed to be in my pageant! I wouldn't even bother with you throwbacks! That face, the hair... that body...! - Ahem! - Eh? - *drums fingers* Are you quite finished? - *wipes a bit of drool away with a lace hanky* Sorry, I got caught up in the moment - I can see that - ... If I let you in the pageant will you keep your mouth shut? - Sure - Great, you're accepted! Now get outta here. Next! - Ok Froggy, that's you - ... *goes into the office* - Oh yuck! Is this some kind of joke? - What sayest thou? - Sorry hon, but you're not what I'm looking for - Mine form dost not inspire trust? - Actually it inspires retching - Thy critique is uncalled for! - Look, I'm sorry. You remind me of someone else, that's all - Ribbit... - (At least he doesn't speak French...) Life's rough like that. Shoo now - *walks in* Never fear, your search for the sexiest man alive is over! - Well yeah, they have been for a while now - How's that? I just got here... - Not you baby, Luca Blight! *gets starry eyed* That eighth wonder of the world... oh if you've ever seen him without his armor on... I tell you! Shame he's a homicidal maniac, but it's a small price to pay, if he'd only notice me! Do you think I dress too conservatively? - Uh no... I mean, any less and you wouldn't be allowed in public - Phooey, if Luca liked it I'm sure he could change the laws - Look, I didn't come here to talk about Luca Blight - That's ok, you can just listen to me talk about him - ... - Alright, fine. What'd you want? - I'm auditioning. For the Pageant. Remember? - Right! Sorry, got a little sidetracked there... - No kidding *hands Nimufu a tissue* - Thanks. Well you're not that bad looking. Why not? You're in - Alright! I mean... of course, I knew I'd make the cut - Who else have we got out there, Valvalis? - It's my old friend, Rubicant - Greetings - Hang your cloak up and we'll get started - I'd like to keep it on if that's alright - Geez, what's with you guys and keeping your clothes on? - ... - Fine, whatever, but stop huddling up like that. What are you, cold? - Well, I prefer it a little hotter - Mmm, me too - *coughs* - Sorry, lost my train of thought. Hey, nice legs - Uh, thanks - They're kinda girly though... no offense - What? - Don't worry, you can't help it - Insolent girl! - Talk about hot headed. Look pal, with a temper like that you're not shaping up to be a likely candidate - I wouldn't participate if you begged! *storms out* - Touch-ee - Wow, I've never seen him that angry before - He needs to work on his stress levels. Who else do we have? - Well there's- - Whoever it is, tell 'em to wait - Mam? - I'm getting lunch, I'll be back in a couple of hours - But...! - Just tell them to sit tight, later! *exits the building* - *sigh* This job sucks To be continued...
The SPCI Head Secretary and Beauty Pageant Planner Offices
- Valvalis, send in the next applicant
- Yes Miss Nimufu...
- Mam!
- ... mam
- Hey, is this the place to audition for the pageant?
- Yup, take a number and have a seat. Mario, you're up!
- Momma-mia! *enters Nimufu's office*
- So, Val, how're the others doing?
- Not that great. Nimufu has really high standreds. No one's been accepted yet
- Heh, well I'm sure she'll accept me
- *blank stare*
- *smile smile*
- ...?
- *wink wink?*
- Oh-kay, nevermind *goes to take a seat*
- Woah-oh-oh-oh-ooooh! *flies out the door*
- NEXT!
- Ouch, that's the worst rejection yet
- Mario, art thou alright?
- Hey Mustachio, I told you to get outta here!
- Yei-aye-aye! *flees*
- Maxim, you're next
- *gulps* Hi!
- Well hurry up!
- *enters the office*
- Hmm *looks Maxim up and down*
- Hi
- Not bad... not too bad. Tell me about yourself
- Hi?
- What's the matter?
- Hi!!
- Oh dear, I'm afraid you won't do at all *opens the door and kicks Maxim out*
- ... bye
- Alright, who else?
- Flea, you're up
- Stand back simpletons! Let real beauty shine forth!
- Sorry, I'm afraid I'm not interested in girls
- I'm a guy! How many times do I have to tell you people?
- Hey, if you don't look the part, you don't get to play. Next!
- Hold on, you can't dismiss me that easily!
- THUNDERBOLT! *blasts Flea*
- That's... better... *collapses*
- Cecil, your turn
- It's about time, it's not polite to keep a king waiting
- Uh, not you, the other you
- Get outta my wait, weenie *pushes past Cecil*
- Grr! *sits back down*
- Hey, what's with the armor?
- It makes me look cool
- Well I guess... but this is a beauty pageant. We need to see your face
- Pah, my armor's so great you don't even need to see what I look like underneath
- C'mon already, take it off!
- And look like my geeky future self? Never!
- Now you've aroused my suspicion. Here, I'll help... *reaches for Cecil's helmet*
- Stay back! Back I say! *clutches his helmet and dashes out*
- Aw, poo!
- Ok, other Cecil, you can go ahead
- *marches into Nimufu's office*
- Oh, so you're that guy without the cool armor?
- Uh, yes
- No wonder he wouldn't take it off
- Why... I'll have you know I'm a king!
- Yeah, so?
- I expect a little respect when being addressed
- There's only one king for me, babe. His Royal Majesty Luca Blight *gets starry eyed* He's magnificent... oh, if only he'd agreed to be in my pageant! I wouldn't even bother with you throwbacks! That face, the hair... that body...!
- Ahem!
- Eh?
- *drums fingers* Are you quite finished?
- *wipes a bit of drool away with a lace hanky* Sorry, I got caught up in the moment
- I can see that
- ... If I let you in the pageant will you keep your mouth shut?
- Sure
- Great, you're accepted! Now get outta here. Next!
- Ok Froggy, that's you
- ... *goes into the office*
- Oh yuck! Is this some kind of joke?
- What sayest thou?
- Sorry hon, but you're not what I'm looking for
- Mine form dost not inspire trust?
- Actually it inspires retching
- Thy critique is uncalled for!
- Look, I'm sorry. You remind me of someone else, that's all
- Ribbit...
- (At least he doesn't speak French...) Life's rough like that. Shoo now
- *walks in* Never fear, your search for the sexiest man alive is over!
- Well yeah, they have been for a while now
- How's that? I just got here...
- Not you baby, Luca Blight! *gets starry eyed* That eighth wonder of the world... oh if you've ever seen him without his armor on... I tell you! Shame he's a homicidal maniac, but it's a small price to pay, if he'd only notice me! Do you think I dress too conservatively?
- Uh no... I mean, any less and you wouldn't be allowed in public
- Phooey, if Luca liked it I'm sure he could change the laws
- Look, I didn't come here to talk about Luca Blight
- That's ok, you can just listen to me talk about him
- ...
- Alright, fine. What'd you want?
- I'm auditioning. For the Pageant. Remember?
- Right! Sorry, got a little sidetracked there...
- No kidding *hands Nimufu a tissue*
- Thanks. Well you're not that bad looking. Why not? You're in
- Alright! I mean... of course, I knew I'd make the cut
- Who else have we got out there, Valvalis?
- It's my old friend, Rubicant
- Greetings
- Hang your cloak up and we'll get started
- I'd like to keep it on if that's alright
- Geez, what's with you guys and keeping your clothes on?
- Fine, whatever, but stop huddling up like that. What are you, cold?
- Well, I prefer it a little hotter
- Mmm, me too
- *coughs*
- Sorry, lost my train of thought. Hey, nice legs
- Uh, thanks
- They're kinda girly though... no offense
- What?
- Don't worry, you can't help it
- Insolent girl!
- Talk about hot headed. Look pal, with a temper like that you're not shaping up to be a likely candidate
- I wouldn't participate if you begged! *storms out*
- Touch-ee
- Wow, I've never seen him that angry before
- He needs to work on his stress levels. Who else do we have?
- Well there's-
- Whoever it is, tell 'em to wait
- Mam?
- I'm getting lunch, I'll be back in a couple of hours
- But...!
- Just tell them to sit tight, later! *exits the building*
- *sigh* This job sucks
To be continued...
