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Post by SummerCrow on Sept 8, 2016 21:25:34 GMT -6
1. Aris/Leo 2. Alyssa/Charlie 3. Sophie/Ann (we are never going to have a Bowser mailbag are we  ) Bowser and June were tied for second last time, right? I figured they'd be 1st and 2nd this time... |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2016 21:30:53 GMT -6
1) Alice and Geraldine 2) Marth 3) Ozma (we are never going to have a Bowser mailbag are we ) |
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Post by empireoffire on Sept 8, 2016 23:00:59 GMT -6
*doesn't know what to do if Ozma wins while HHD is taking a vacation*
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Post by SummerCrow on Sept 8, 2016 23:04:46 GMT -6
*doesn't know what to do if Ozma wins while HHD is taking a vacation* *Edits votes* |
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Post by Neo on Sept 9, 2016 1:23:01 GMT -6
1. June
2. Alice and Geraldine
3. Bowser
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Post by SpringForest on Sept 9, 2016 7:44:05 GMT -6
1) Bowser
2) Alice/Geraldine
3) Esdeath
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Post by SummerCrow on Sept 9, 2016 14:45:40 GMT -6
Hey, Emmpy... uh... Just remember not to mention stuff like Mailbag or Oz or AoD in front of Regi...
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Post by empireoffire on Sept 9, 2016 14:48:29 GMT -6
Hey, Emmpy... uh... Just remember not to mention stuff like Mailbag or Oz or AoD in front of Regi... Ya'll people really gotta tell me stuff sooner. Like before I start doing what you don't want. I've been badgering people for posts for 5ever there, now. |
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Post by Neo on Sept 9, 2016 14:51:22 GMT -6
Oh right. You don't want Regi to know about the Verse.
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Post by SummerCrow on Sept 9, 2016 14:55:12 GMT -6
I don't want anyone I know personally to know about the Verse. I don't like the idea of, like, a chain of people finding out leading to my grandparents reading anything I've written ever... Oh, God...
Mask you show your family, mask you show your friends, yadda yadda.
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Post by Neo on Sept 9, 2016 15:03:40 GMT -6
I don't want anyone I know personally to know about the Verse. I don't like the idea of, like, a chain of people finding out leading to my grandparents reading anything I've written ever... Oh, God... Mask you show your family, mask you show your friends, yadda yadda. I understand, Crow. I feel the same way. |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 9, 2016 15:05:31 GMT -6
Ummm Regi???? Region ice? Rock? Steel? Gigas??? (The guy from Stars)
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Post by SummerCrow on Sept 9, 2016 15:37:13 GMT -6
What happens in case of a tie? Dual/triple/quadruple-character mailbag? Or battle to the death?
...Or re-voting like reasonable people? Oh, but what if that ends in a tie?
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Post by SpringForest on Sept 9, 2016 15:54:43 GMT -6
Then we all have to duel to the death in a mailbag using only chocolate sauce and chocobo feathers as weapons.
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Post by empireoffire on Sept 9, 2016 16:02:11 GMT -6
What happens in case of a tie? Dual/triple/quadruple-character mailbag? Or battle to the death? ...Or re-voting like reasonable people? Oh, but what if that ends in a tie? First in alphabetical order |
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Post by empireoffire on Sept 9, 2016 21:24:51 GMT -6
Voting will end on Sunday.
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Post by empireoffire on Sept 10, 2016 22:13:20 GMT -6
Bowser and June were tied for second last time, right? I figured they'd be 1st and 2nd this time... Or, tie for second again, apparently. |
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Post by Anna on Sept 10, 2016 23:21:50 GMT -6
Anna steps out onto the stage and gives the cheering crowd a wave. "Hello, all you lovely viewers, and welcome back to Oz: Mailbag of Legends!" She waits a moment for the applause to die down. She pulls out a strange device composed of nothing but a large, red button - a useless prop, but visually impressive. "After an unheralded victory, our next participants will be that lovely pair! That talented, airheaded maid, and her oh-so-scary boss! Ladies and gentlemen, let's hear it for... Alice! And! Geraldine!" She slams the button. The tech crew jumps into action.
A large crackle of electricity erupts across the stage and the lights cut out. A second later, a pair of spotlights illuminate the stage. Anna stands in one light, dramatically gesturing to the other. The other spotlight silhouettes a pair of maids, their monochrome uniforms made all the more striking by the dramatic lighting.
The elder maid reacts immediately, a severe expression on her face. She shoves the younger behind her back. With a flick of her wrist, a massive handgun flies out of her sleeve into her palm; she aims it at the spotlight and waits. The younger maid looks around in confusion, clutching a basket. She presses against the other's back, hikes up her dress, and rips a knife out of the sheath hidden on her thigh. Security forces take up position under the cover of the darkness. Geraldine slowly lowers her weapon, and signals Alice to do the same.
"Oh? You brought me a present? That's a first." Anna asks. Alice pulls the basket to her chest protectively. "OK, OK, I know, it's for your little boyfriend."
"What is this place?" Geraldine asks. "My mistress was here...?"
Anna raises her arms. "You're not in Oz anymore - you're on one of the most popular shows around! We bring in strange and interesting people from all across the multiverse, dress them up in skimpy, revealing outfits, let a bunch of total strangers ask them scandalous and embarrassing questions, then send 'em home with some fabulous thank-you gifts! And you've been chosen!"
Geraldine wraps an arm around Alice's shoulder. "Skimpy and scandalous?" Geraldine chuckles. "Now, Alice, doesn't this sound fun? A chance to let our hair down, slip out of the uniform, and show some skin, hm?"
Alice looks around with a mix of horror and confusion. "Wh... Bu...?"
Anna walks over drapes her arm over Alice's other shoulder. "Don't worry, Cutie, no one back home will see any of this - so no worries about your sweetie learning about the skeletons in your closet - or your measurements. So, do you two want to participate?"
"Honestly, this is such an honor. Why, of course we'll participate!" Geraldine answers. "That's an order, Alice."
"Well, that settles that!" Anna says. "Alright, everyone, start sending in those questions. Make sure you specify whether it's for Alice, Geraldine, or the both of them! We'll take these two backstage, take some measurements, and have them back out in a jiffy - so get those questions in by Thursday night! Oh, and you can send them to either me or that bird."
Geraldine and Anna, still holding Alice between them, wave cheerfully at the audience as the spotlight dims. Alice still looks completely stunned, but manages a meek wave just as the light fades and the curtain slides shut.
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Post by Anna on Sept 13, 2016 19:06:21 GMT -6
~ Backstage ~
"I don't want to do this..." Alice complains.
"C'mon, it'll be fun," Anna assures her. She leans over and whispers in her ear. "You'll even get a chance for a little payback against your boss, hm? So, what d'ya say?"
"Well... Maybe..."
"Great! So. Costumes. Already made them, need to double-check they fit, then you're off to makeup. Geraldine, go change in that room over there - you'll love your costume, we knew exactly what it would be the second your nomination dropped."
"Love it? Hm. We'll see," Geraldine says, slipping off.
"Alice, you were a bit more difficult. But then we thought, y'know, you think the Outlanders' outfits are 'cool,' right?"
"Er... Some of them..." Alice admits.
"Yeah, so. We thought we'd dress you up like a certain one of them."
"Oh..." Alice sighs, suddenly clearly interested. "Which one? Alyssa? June? Catie? Oh, maybe even one of the mask guys?"
"One you haven't met yet. A goddess in her own realm, actually, and famed for her beauty and kindness. You are going to turn some heads for sure. Now get in there and try your outfit on."
Alice steps into the dressing room. A few minutes pass. Geraldine now relaxes in front of a large mirror, makeup artists fussing over her hair and nails. Anna knocks on Alice's changing room. "Are you... OK in there? Something wrong with the costume?"
"Oh! I thought I was supposed to wait for someone to deliver it. I've got all the accessories, I think, but not the outfit..."
Anna cracks open the door. "What? No, that's all of it. Oh, and don't forget to lose the underwear before you put it on."
Alice's eyes widen. "Wh... What? No way!"
"Calm down. It looks a lot worse than it is. Once you get it on, it's not as revealing as you'd think."
"Bu-"
"At least try it on, that was expensive to make. I promise, once you see how sexy you look, you're going love it."
"Well... OK, I guess... But what is this thing?"
"Put it on! That, Love, is a top-of-the-line Mailbag prototype developed by finest engineers. Biosensors let it detect your emotional state and a complex series of motors lets it respond accordingly, with fully life-like motion! It's the sheer cutting edge of fanservice."
"Um... OK, so it goes on like this? How do I turn it on?"
"Just push this hidden button right here, an-n-n-nd, presto!"
"Whoa! Whoa!! That's... Wow, this is actually really well-made..."
"It comes with a matching headset, too. Just slip this on, and... Oh, yes. That. Is. Perfect!" Anna resists the urge to rub her hands together gleefully.
"I... I think I... kinda like it. But, uh, does the rest of the outfit really have to be so... not... there?"
"Huh? Oh. Yeah. Interferes with the radiowaves between the two units. Don't worry, you've definitely got the body to make it work. Absolutely nothing to hide. Trust me, the audience is going to go wild. They'll love you! You're not going to back out are you?"
"W-well... Um... I... I don't... Um. Hey, is it supposed to be moving like this?"
"Hm?" Anna snaps out of her reverie too late. "Oh, n-"
~ 10 minutes later ~
It's been several minutes since the first few sounds of explosions started backstage. People are still yelling in the distance, and the smell of smoke is heavy in the air. The audience murmurs with confusion and concern. Anna finally drags herself onstage, covered in soot. "Um... Hello, ladies and gentlemen...! Just want to assure you... absolutely nothing is wrong. Well, we have it under control, anyway. Just ran into some unforeseen errors. Named Alice... Anyway, as an apology to our audience, 10% off concessions. For the next 5 customers. Limit $10 off. Limited time only. Also, the deadline for questions will be extended until... Saturday night? Sunday, maybe...?"
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Post by SummerCrow on Sept 17, 2016 18:44:27 GMT -6
Preemptive question. Will Bunny characters be fair game for the next one?
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