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HONEYWAGONS
A STAR'S WELCOME
ACTOR RESUME
WELLA WARBLER
Height: 4 inches Weight: 5 oz Age: 3 years (24 in bird years!) Eye color: black Hair color: yellow
TYPECAST & SUITABLE ROLES
• animal sidekick • emotional guide • damsel in distress
KINKS & FETISHES
• berry licking • mating dances • hardcore bdsm
SPECIAL SKILLS
• singing • flying fast • speed sudoku
COSTUME DEPARTMENT
GET INTO CHARACTER
GRAB A GIG
FIND YOUR BIG BREAK
LORD OF THE WINGS
AN EPIC (AND SEXY) JOURNEY
【 Once upon a time, in a magical land far, far away...
The Lord of the Wings, a massive dragon with no equal, demanded a bride tribute from all of the kingdoms across the continent. Every month each province was required to send their most beautiful men and women to become the dragon's next bride(s). Ever greedy, the dragon was not satisfied with having one bride. Not with twelve brides, nor two hundred brides. The dragon always demanded more. The number of hot people around to bang dwindled. Things were looking grim.
Soon, a group of brave warriors gathered to travel the lands and slay this dragon. They enjoyed adventures of fucking their way through sirens, fucking their way though the faeries, and fucking their way through the mage school and beastmen tribes. They reached the dragon's crystal lair where the dragon, who took beautiful humanoid form, approached them.
The dragon promised that if any warrior could satisfy them sexually, they would return all of the brides to their homes. Each warrior took a turn trying to satisfy the dragon — but only with their efforts combined in one massive orgy was the dragon finally satisfied.
All of the brides were released and the warriors moved into the crystal lair to live a loving polyamorous relationship with the dragon. All was well. The end. 】
STAR WARBLERS
A THRILLING (AND SEXY) SPACE OPERA
【 Once upon a time, in a galaxy, far away...
The Palm Warblers and the Pine Warblers, two different legions of the massive Warbler fleet, began to battle. Whenever their ships would meet in space they would fight with the winner taking prisoners of war. After one such battle, a captured Captain of the Palm Warbler legion held in prison met a Lieutenant of the Pine Warbler tribe. After some rivalry, the two fell deeply in love.
They had a ton of kinky prison sex. However, the two were not satisfied with fucking between prison bars. They wanted to properly marry. But how could they with their two legions at war?
They each gathered friends and more sex was had between all. More matches between the Palms and the Pines happened, leading to even more kinky space sex. Bolstered by friendship and newfound fetishes, they gripped their laser guns and seized the science lab where some important keystone gemstone was being examined and researched by space scientists. This stone was very important for the future breeding of the Warbler race.
By holding the lab hostage, the ship's Commander put down their weapons and handed over the keys. The Palm Captain and the Pine Lieutenant held hands as they steered the ship off to find a new planet where they could live in peace together. The war between the two tribes ended because of good sex. All was well. The end. 】
SHORT FILMS
THE GOLDEN PEACOCK SUPPORTS THE ARTS
【 Ladies and Gentlemen!
Peacock Productions is pleased to announce the following short erotic films. Actors interested in participating in filming are welcome to arrive on set to shoot at any time. Various accommodations are available depending upon actor comfort.
FILMS • ALIENS PROBED ME!
• ARRANGED MARRIAGE WEDDING NIGHT
• BIG TIDDY NUN NEEDS PUNISHING
• BIRD IN THE BUSH
• EXORCIST KIDNAPPED BY DEMON LOVER
• FELINE ATTRACTION
• GUARD TOPS MASTER IN BED
• HORNY NERD CREAMPIE
• HOT FOR TEACHER
• INCUBUS SEDUCES SLUTTY PRIEST
FILMS • JEALOUS SPOUSE DISCIPLINES LOVER
• LONELY TENTACLES WANT LOVE
• MAGES GONE WILD
• PIZZA DELIVERY BOY IS HOT
• PLANTS HUNGER FOR SEX
• SAMURAI PLEDGES AND SERVES
• THEY WERE BOTH BOTTOMS
• TOP ON TOP ACTION
• VAMPIRE’S AROUSING BITE
• VIRGIN’S FIRST TIME
• WHOLESOME COUPLE MAKING LOVE
• WOLFMAN TAKES A MATE
… and many, many, many more! We look forward to working with you. 】
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[This is not the first time something strange has befallen Tsukasa Suou in his life. It would not be the last. It would not even be the last within the day. But in particular as an idol, and specifically as a member of Knights, he has gone through his fair share of strange encounters and activities. So much so that he has to wonder, for just a bit, if this is an elaborate event concocted by the agency. More specifically, Ensemble Square itself.
Whisking someone off into some sort of a program, or virtual reality, or any other fantastical place has become something of the norm. Not that he appreciates it. Not when he's on the kidnapped end, at least. But while he is alarmed to find himself in this peculiar predicament, he is not exactly frightened.
Mostly, he is simply confused. And, well, embarrassed. He would certainly never choose a robe this guady or with this... particular fit. Not with the way it drapes his body. Most confusing is why he has no clothes on except for this at all. He holds it tight against him as he clears his throat and addresses another individual inside the room, dressed similarly.]
It may be too much to expect at the moment, as I suspect you and I are in a similar predicament, based upon your own robe, but I do not suppose that you could tell me the meaning of all this?
[It is worth a shot.]
I seem to have been kept out of the loop, and that is a position I generally do not enjoy. I wish to rectify it immediately.
PICK OUT YOUR DUDS:
[All he wanted was something to wear other than the ridiculous robe he had awoken in. Almost nothing in this bizarre set is normal, including the wardrobe! Having picked something he thought was perhaps a little more decent than the rest, however, he had found himself carted off into a dressing room, the attire torn off, and forcibly stuffed into none other than a maid's costume.
'More suitable to the role,' they said.
As red as a beet, he clutches the sides of the skirt, trembling in sheer embarrassment. He wants to die. He wants someone to shoot him through the heart and put him out of this humiliation and end it now! Surely his ancestors are rolling around in their graves...! Ugh- He is the proud and noble head of the Suou family! He is the leader and king of Knights! So how is it that this has befallen him!?
He needs a sword.
Or at least he needs to figure out how to get out of this... this skimpy dress! The skirt is much too short, the tights rise to hug his thighs, the headpiece sports cat ears, and he isn't even going to bother figuring out how the tail is attached. It is incredibly suggestive even while it covers skin.
Worst of all, no matter how he struggles to remove any of the pieces, nothing budges. Not that he knows what to wear, even if he manages to slip it off. He's clearly distressed.]
C-Could someone please lend me a hand?
MAGICAL DANGERS:
[Truthfully, he doesn't know how he managed it, but he's become lost on the... Lord of the Wings? set. Apparently, this is truly just a set, but it is so wide and expansive that it is difficult to believe.
. . . Unless he clings to the reality that everything that has happened thus far is still some sort of virtual reality. It's the only way any of this makes sense. It feels as though he has been wandering around in circles for some time, however. Maybe it is time to call for help...?]
Hello?
[He cups his hands and yells into the surrounding wilderness.]
Is there anyone out there?
[It is a little embarrassing to admit he could become lost. But surely someone else will hear him on set and help him off.]
((OOC: Tsukasa is 18 in current canon and here! I am open to most things and open to all! My only real no's are kinks regarding bodily functions (Vomit/scat/etc) and not that I think it will happen... but no animal injury! If you are worried about anything, feel free to PM me and we can talk!))
[Chobe doesn't really give a fuck about the acting gigs going around, but he's not going to pass up the chance for a new outfit. He picks something relatively tame, a business suit with a bit of gangster flavor, as it's the closest thing to familiar on the racks. He cleans up nicely, though it doesn't really help his overall demeanor.
He's about to fuck on off when he hears someone struggling, and without curiosity piqued, he pokes his head into Tsukasa's dressing area.]
Hah! Well look at that, a stray cat that doesn't know how to clean itself up.
[ With a frown, he turns toward the voice, about to open his mouth and protest- but it shuts after a moment.
. . . Never in his life has Tsukasa seen someone who looks this incredibly gruff. I-Is this part of the costuming? Because he would absolutely believe them to be some sort of gangster.
He recovers after a moment with a slight blush.]
It is not my fault. There is something funky about these clothes! They are too tight! Or something like that...
[Oh boy does Chobe love it when his appearance makes folks second guess their next words. He's got no shame about his scars, jagged fangs, and blind eye--the intimidation check is working as it should be. And it immediately makes him clock this newcomer as someone he could have some fun with.
So he's sauntering over with a big ol' mischievous grin, cocking his head.]
They look like they're fittin' ya snug as a bug! Why pick 'em if ya didn't want to look like a cleanin' lady?
That is what his mind warns as he nears, but to his great relief, he manages to remain steady and releases a small, displeased huff. He doesn't think allowing himself to appear rattled will do him any good.
Which is a lot easier said than done. The color never fully leaves his cheeks as his fingers remain firm on the skirt.]
That is where you misunderstand. I am a gentleman and therefore chose something much more suitable to my refined appearance. Rather than listen to my desires, however, those ruffian attendants stripped me of my choice, quite literally, and forced this unsuitable uniform upon me!
[Frills, bows, and all...! He is clearly agast.]
And now, ridiculously, I cannot remove it. Never once have I imagined I would be placed in such a ludicrous predicament.
[One could swear they hear the jaws theme in the distance when he approaches, idly circling him. He pockets his hands, raising an eyebrow as he completely fails at hiding his amusement.]
You love to yap, huh? Gentleman shouldn't complain so much, don't ya think?
[That's what he got out of all that, and he gives a scoffing laugh.]
But if yer that put off. . .you reeeally wanna get rid of it? Cuz I've got a pretty easy solution.
[His head turns to follow him as he moves, a little wary, but indignant, too. Yaps too much...?? He barely opened his mouth! He does what he can to keep his temper reigned in. If he complains, then he will only prove the other man's words...!
Nng... that's unfair.
. . . He really does look like someone who could have fought a bear. That is definitely not why he isn't protesting so much. Not at all.]
If you have any ideas, then I am all ears. I have pulled and tugged and struggled for an embarrassing amount of time now. Who would make such impractical clothing??
Impractical? It looks like it's doing its job to me.
[He stops a bit aways from him, considering, before he removes a hand from his pocket, holding it up. The palm begins to split open, revealing a very suspicious but sharp looking vine.]
Well! If you want, I could slice it off right now. So what say you?
[With the Nest transformed into one big dressing room, Hiyori has traded one hobby for another. Instead of stress-shopping, he's stress-trying-on-clothes! Or rather, trying on costumes!
He's been sad and anxious ever since a certain someone disappeared. There's no getting rid of those feelings entirely, but trying on cute outfits and admiring himself in the mirror help provide some distraction. The only issue is that the staff won't let him play dress-up in peace; they keep shoving different (skimpy) outfits his way. But he's firm in the belief that he looks good in anything, so when they pass him a fairy princess costume, he takes it as a challenge! He accessorizes the outfit with a matching crown, a pair of fairy wings, and a magic wand he brandishes in-hand. All in all, he looks ready to enchant people's hearts! (Or their other parts.)
The longer he stands there admiring his looks in the mirror, though, the more he feels something is missing. It's not enough that he looks the part of fairy princess; he also must act the part! Which is why he decides to turn around and "cast a spell" on the next person he sees.
He twirls around, letting his sheer skirt flare around him, waving his "magic wand" through the air. And the lucky person it lands on...]
Hm?
[He blinks. Then blinks again. And again.]
..... Tsukasa-kun?
[He blurts the name without thinking. But he's wrong. The distressed-looking person in front of him, wearing a frilly short outfit and cat ears, can't be who he thinks it is. There's no way. No one else from home is left, nobody but him and Jun. This can't be happening.]
That's not your name, is it? You're his adorably-dressed lookalike... right?
[In sheer disbelief, Tsukasa stands temporarily dumbstruck, staring at the scantily clad figure and familiar face that stares back at him, just as surprised. Is he seeing things...? Since arriving, he has searched high and low for a familiar face. Whether it be idols or staff that he might recognize from ES. Not a single thing within this place has been familiar.
Until now.]
Tomoe-oniisama...?
[There is something close to relief that crosses his face. It is not as though he has been frightened or the like. Of course not. He has grown a great deal since the boy in middle school who had once become lost, running and crying, even calling out for his childhood fri...enemy.
But nothing has been familiar since he woke in that trailer. Nothing makes sense at all, if he is honest. As eccentric and incomprehensible as the idol in front of him can be from time to time, Tsukasa knows him. Has known him from even before he became an idol. Even if visits with the Tomoe family were infrequent, they all ran in similar circles- would see each other at the same formals and social functions often enough.
He is one of his respected seniors.]
At last, there is someone I recognize. I have been wandering confused since waking, with the most disturbing bird-like men wandering about and watching me-! What on earth is-
[His eyes finally register Hiyori's attire. His gaze sweeps to the sheer skirt and top and red blossoms all over again in his cheeks.]
[Maybe it's some kind of illusion. This place runs on magic, after all. He thought he saw a portrait of Nagisa in the Roost once, but it turned out to be somebody who looked like him. Thought he saw familiar faces from home at the arcade two months ago, too, and even spoke to Rinne there, but those were also mere illusions. Even if the Rinne he spoke to was real, he wasn't back permanently. He's still a statue, just like Leo is now.
So for someone from Leo's unit to show up, when no one from ES has been kidnapped here in over a year... why, it just doesn't make any sense. But the Tsukasa lookalike addresses him by name, and his stomach drops, eyes growing wider. No, no, this can't be right. And yet this is him, isn't it?
He's at a total loss, up until Tsukasa comments on his outfit. That snaps him out of his daze somewhat, causing him to lower the arm brandishing his "magic wand" and cross both arms across his chest for modesty (not that he isn't still showing a ton of skin elsewhere).]
A "cute costume," what else? Same as you're wearing!
[Said defensively.]
But never mind that. Tsukasa-kun...
[He swallows around the sudden lump that forms in his throat. Too much—it's too much to have something like this happen when he hasn't seen the others from ES in over a year, when he thought he never would again, when Leo just disappeared. How could he even begin to explain?]
Tsukasa-kun... before you woke up, what do you remember last?
[Same as him, he says! Well maybe that isn't wrong, but it isn't as though he asked to dress like this...! He feels his face burn scarlet a moment, tugging the shirt hem down once more.
Not that it helps. If he had been able to tug the accursed skirt down, he wouldn't have been calling for some sort of aid to begin with. Choking down the humiliation he feels, it does take a moment for him to realize that Tomoe has already moved on. There is another moment of embarrassment, because, of course, there are more important matters at hand. He clears his throat.]
I-
[That is a peculiar question to ask. Unless he means to inquire over the manner in which he has been kidnapped? In which case, he honestly does not recall much at all at the moment. Not of how he wound up here at least.]
I was not asleep in bed, if that is what you mean to ask. Not that I remember at the very least. Last I recall, I was holding an inspection of the dorms in the pursuit of a rule breaker for the unreturned property of Yumenosaki, and sought to find and punish the culprit.
[It wasn't a very useful question. There was a time when the discrepancy between his and Rinne's and Leo's memories seemed important, as though it might tell them something about their situation. Now it seems like the least of all their problems.
He can't tell if Tsukasa is missing any memories like Rinne and Leo were, since what he described could have happened anytime. It does, however, cement the idea that this isn't an illusion or an imposter. Hiyori doesn't know the other boy well, but it doesn't matter: from flustered face to manner of speech to staunch regard for the rules, this person is, unquestionably, Suou Tsukasa-kun. Tsukasa's been brought here, of all places.
It's not a cause for celebration. It never is, when someone's kidnapped. But there's an added element of hurtfulness. As he looks at Tsukasa now, he's painfully conscious that the person who most wanted to see him is gone. And that makes his chest constrict, to the point where it's almost hard to breathe.]
Mm. So that's how it was.
[He sounds oddly subdued, compared to his usual self. He had to swallow down a lot of misery before he said the words.]
In my case, I did go to sleep. The main competition was about to start, and I'd been entrusted with a very important task. So, I went to bed early that night, thinking only about how to resolve things. I never dreamed I'd wake up somewhere else, let alone in this place.
[He shakes his head. That was so long ago now that it feels nostalgic. Something strange was going on with Nagisa and he'd felt worried. Yet compared to now...
He lets those thoughts trail into ellipses, focusing on Tsukasa again.]
Sorry. That probably raised even more questions. It's going to take a while to answer them, though. Do you need to sit down?
[Main competition...? What main competition, exactly? There is always something going on, though he doesn't believe Eden was competing or the like at the time. Saegusa was out and busy, much to Tsukasa's complete relief, but he doesn't believe it was for an important competition.
Then again, that man is like a viper in the reeds, always slithering stealthily about. Maybe he is up to something? If that crafty Cosmic Production is hiding out on something good, then he will not allow New Dimension to fall behind!
. . . That is neither here nor there at the moment though, as it explains nothing of his present circumstances. Tomoe is here as well, and unless he is performing quite admirably, then he is also in the same predicament. Though he seems to understand it more than himself.]
I would love to sit down and listen to your thorough explanation. I assume this is something similar to what I hear happened to Valkyrie during SS. I've no memory of being stuffed into the virtual world, but it is the only thing that makes sense.
[Because what else could it be?]
H-However, I am worried that if I sit down, then the skirt will ride up and...w-well it is already indecent as is. I cannot tarnish Knights' reputation, especially because those bird holograms have been following me around all day.
[ the movie clearly needed mages and beastmen and guess who somehow fills both of those requirements for their budget? yeah. this guy. someone who is also used to sleeping anywhere it's warm and sunny and covered in enough foliage to protect him from prying eyes. has he been a very helpful or useful extra? hell no, this is leona kingscholar! he didn't sign up for this bs.
also he didn't sign up for a random alarm clock in the shape of a small, loud redhead. the seven wouldn't curse him with another one of those. right??? ]
Haven't you ever heard of bein' quiet on the set?
[ not like the cameras are rolling right now... he slowly sits up, rubbing his forehead, ears twitching while he glares at tsukasa. ]
[Suddenly, there is a man. With...ears...? materializing from the brush and foliage of the forest floor. He startles when it suddenly moves before him, before relaxing a moment later. It isn't a wild animal after all (not that he imagines they would have real ones upon a set). Even if his long, wild hair somehow reminds him of a mane.]
Clearly, I am intentionally interrupting. A good thing, too, it appears, as I have finally stumbled upon someone.
[And about time. He has no idea how long he has been wandering around for. How is that the set is this large? Eyes focusing on the man before him, he has a somewhat wild, rugged appearance, as though the forest is meant to be his domain. He is certainly manly. Not for the first time does Tsukasa feel frustrated that, in contrast, he has been stuffed into something more suitable to a damsel.
... Something about sacrifices to a dragon. Even though he would clearly fit the part of a noble knight to the rescue much more.]
I wish for nothing more than to escape this set and allow everyone else to resume their proper filming. But somehow, I... have become turned around. You are the first face I have seen in some time.
[ yep! tsukasa is so lucky to have stumbled upon this beastman who is quick to raise an eyebrow and cross his arms while still in a seated position. at least he's not playing the part of said dragon, who would probably be more inclined to tackle the poor guy and force him to go along with the plot of the movie. then again--- there's nothing that says leona can't try to get his fill while the getting is good. ]
Dunno, ya look like ya belong on it. Didn't ya sign some kind of contract to be part of the movie? Otherwise ya shouldn't be here in the first place.
[ and neither should leona, in general. he would rather go to every scheduled class than be stuck at the golden peacock. but here he is. ]
If I did, it was coerced, and therefore, does not count.
[In all the craziness that has transpired since he awoke, he remembers being shoved and poked and prodded, and... well, he cannot even rightfully describe everything that has happened. But that merely adds to the ridiculousness of it all. He crosses his arms to stare down at him from above.]
And I am certainly not edible. I ought to have been cast as a noble knight. Instead, I was shoved into the wrong costume, if you can believe it.
Hm. Well, I'm not sayin' you can't be a noble knight dressed up like that.
[ if he wants to continue to be poked and prodded, he's hovering over the right person to do it. that he's so close without not realizing what kind of danger he might be in? if he's supposed to be a knight, surely he's the one that gets thrown to the lions when he's without a proper weapon or armor. ]
And I think you look very edible. I dunno if you'd be able to get away from me like this.
[ which is why he is slowly getting up to his feet, making sure tsukasa knows exactly how overmatched he might be. ]
[ his cries for help have been heard! shortly after he calls out, a small, fluffy-haired girl emerges from... somewhere, in a chainmail bikini. oh boy ]
Hello! Are you alright?
[ her voice is soft, before she realizes she needs to get into character, and.... strikes a dramatic pose ]
Um, fear not, because, I, Beauty Warrior, will help you!
[He may have felt relief for a moment to finally hear another human voice, but then she appears before him, he is suddenly struck dumb as he realizes she is wearing nothing but a chainmail bikini.
Color sweeps across his face, burning his cheeks red. W-Why are none of the costumes in this place practical!? Not that his attire is any better. Earlier, it was a maid, and now he's been stuffed into something more fitting of a damsel, with a garter belt and stockings. Even worse is the fact that his undergarment is little more than a bikini bottom of all things.
He blinks, confused for a moment by her bravado. Is this an act? But he doesn't even have lines...! No, forget all of that, he isn't even acting right now.
He isn't supposed to be, is he?]
Miss.... Beauty Warrior? I seem to be turned around, somehow. I am embarrassed to confess that I have been wandering around for hours, but cannot seem to find my way out.
[ normally, she would be similarly mortified to be wearing this outfit, but the magic of the hotel is overtaking her at the moment, and she doesn't seem to realize she's wearing something that barely covers any skin ]
[ perhaps he is ]
That is alright. These lands are wild and dangerous.
[ she offers her hand to the fair maiden tsukasa ]
Please, take my hand. I will lead you to safety, far away from the dragon.
[I-Is he supposed to follow along with this?? She is sticking to the premise of the story.
He really does rather wish he had been given the role of a noble knight, but before he knows it he does find himself taking her hand, the magic of the story and his costuming weaving through his consciousness now that someone else is here.
. . . Although he does find himself having to look away, his cheeks red and burning brighter with each chanced glance in her direction.]
Thank you, Beauty Warrior...!
[How is this...?? The desire for a rescue, he supposes, has been there all along. That had been why he was calling out.]
[He's completely right that the other person is in the same predicament as him. Of course, she had the slight advantage of having been around for two months longer-- not much, but it is an advantage-- and slightly more experience to the insanity of this place to know that when she opened her eyes, the breeziness down below was definitely the hotel's fault.
Her nightgown back home wasn't exactly long, but normally, she still had underwear on.
It takes her a while before she finally climbs down from the top bunk of their shared wagon (it's always the top bunk, why?), hopefully far before he could look at her because uh-- yeah, he'd get an eyeful of her barenaked ass and cooch otherwise, and straightens herself out as she yawns. Her robe was in no better condition, but at least it was tight in the right places. No tits to ogle, just cleavage.]
Mmm~ Good morning to you too! I guess you're new around here?
Tsukasa Suou | Ensemble Stars!! || New Character!
[This is not the first time something strange has befallen Tsukasa Suou in his life. It would not be the last. It would not even be the last within the day. But in particular as an idol, and specifically as a member of Knights, he has gone through his fair share of strange encounters and activities. So much so that he has to wonder, for just a bit, if this is an elaborate event concocted by the agency. More specifically, Ensemble Square itself.
Whisking someone off into some sort of a program, or virtual reality, or any other fantastical place has become something of the norm. Not that he appreciates it. Not when he's on the kidnapped end, at least. But while he is alarmed to find himself in this peculiar predicament, he is not exactly frightened.
Mostly, he is simply confused. And, well, embarrassed. He would certainly never choose a robe this guady or with this... particular fit. Not with the way it drapes his body. Most confusing is why he has no clothes on except for this at all. He holds it tight against him as he clears his throat and addresses another individual inside the room, dressed similarly.]
It may be too much to expect at the moment, as I suspect you and I are in a similar predicament, based upon your own robe, but I do not suppose that you could tell me the meaning of all this?
[It is worth a shot.]
I seem to have been kept out of the loop, and that is a position I generally do not enjoy. I wish to rectify it immediately.
PICK OUT YOUR DUDS:
[All he wanted was something to wear other than the ridiculous robe he had awoken in. Almost nothing in this bizarre set is normal, including the wardrobe! Having picked something he thought was perhaps a little more decent than the rest, however, he had found himself carted off into a dressing room, the attire torn off, and forcibly stuffed into none other than a maid's costume.
'More suitable to the role,' they said.
As red as a beet, he clutches the sides of the skirt, trembling in sheer embarrassment. He wants to die. He wants someone to shoot him through the heart and put him out of this humiliation and end it now! Surely his ancestors are rolling around in their graves...! Ugh- He is the proud and noble head of the Suou family! He is the leader and king of Knights! So how is it that this has befallen him!?
He needs a sword.
Or at least he needs to figure out how to get out of this... this skimpy dress! The skirt is much too short, the tights rise to hug his thighs, the headpiece sports cat ears, and he isn't even going to bother figuring out how the tail is attached. It is incredibly suggestive even while it covers skin.
Worst of all, no matter how he struggles to remove any of the pieces, nothing budges. Not that he knows what to wear, even if he manages to slip it off. He's clearly distressed.]
C-Could someone please lend me a hand?
MAGICAL DANGERS:
[Truthfully, he doesn't know how he managed it, but he's become lost on the... Lord of the Wings? set. Apparently, this is truly just a set, but it is so wide and expansive that it is difficult to believe.
. . . Unless he clings to the reality that everything that has happened thus far is still some sort of virtual reality. It's the only way any of this makes sense. It feels as though he has been wandering around in circles for some time, however. Maybe it is time to call for help...?]
Hello?
[He cups his hands and yells into the surrounding wilderness.]
Is there anyone out there?
[It is a little embarrassing to admit he could become lost. But surely someone else will hear him on set and help him off.]
Duds
He's about to fuck on off when he hears someone struggling, and without curiosity piqued, he pokes his head into Tsukasa's dressing area.]
Hah! Well look at that, a stray cat that doesn't know how to clean itself up.
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. . . Never in his life has Tsukasa seen someone who looks this incredibly gruff. I-Is this part of the costuming? Because he would absolutely believe them to be some sort of gangster.
He recovers after a moment with a slight blush.]
It is not my fault. There is something funky about these clothes! They are too tight! Or something like that...
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So he's sauntering over with a big ol' mischievous grin, cocking his head.]
They look like they're fittin' ya snug as a bug! Why pick 'em if ya didn't want to look like a cleanin' lady?
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That is what his mind warns as he nears, but to his great relief, he manages to remain steady and releases a small, displeased huff. He doesn't think allowing himself to appear rattled will do him any good.
Which is a lot easier said than done. The color never fully leaves his cheeks as his fingers remain firm on the skirt.]
That is where you misunderstand. I am a gentleman and therefore chose something much more suitable to my refined appearance. Rather than listen to my desires, however, those ruffian attendants stripped me of my choice, quite literally, and forced this unsuitable uniform upon me!
[Frills, bows, and all...! He is clearly agast.]
And now, ridiculously, I cannot remove it. Never once have I imagined I would be placed in such a ludicrous predicament.
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You love to yap, huh? Gentleman shouldn't complain so much, don't ya think?
[That's what he got out of all that, and he gives a scoffing laugh.]
But if yer that put off. . .you reeeally wanna get rid of it? Cuz I've got a pretty easy solution.
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Nng... that's unfair.
. . . He really does look like someone who could have fought a bear. That is definitely not why he isn't protesting so much. Not at all.]
If you have any ideas, then I am all ears. I have pulled and tugged and struggled for an embarrassing amount of time now. Who would make such impractical clothing??
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[He stops a bit aways from him, considering, before he removes a hand from his pocket, holding it up. The palm begins to split open, revealing a very suspicious but sharp looking vine.]
Well! If you want, I could slice it off right now. So what say you?
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He's been sad and anxious ever since a certain someone disappeared. There's no getting rid of those feelings entirely, but trying on cute outfits and admiring himself in the mirror help provide some distraction. The only issue is that the staff won't let him play dress-up in peace; they keep shoving different (skimpy) outfits his way. But he's firm in the belief that he looks good in anything, so when they pass him a fairy princess costume, he takes it as a challenge! He accessorizes the outfit with a matching crown, a pair of fairy wings, and a magic wand he brandishes in-hand. All in all, he looks ready to enchant people's hearts! (Or their other parts.)
The longer he stands there admiring his looks in the mirror, though, the more he feels something is missing. It's not enough that he looks the part of fairy princess; he also must act the part! Which is why he decides to turn around and "cast a spell" on the next person he sees.
He twirls around, letting his sheer skirt flare around him, waving his "magic wand" through the air. And the lucky person it lands on...]
Hm?
[He blinks. Then blinks again. And again.]
..... Tsukasa-kun?
[He blurts the name without thinking. But he's wrong. The distressed-looking person in front of him, wearing a frilly short outfit and cat ears, can't be who he thinks it is. There's no way. No one else from home is left, nobody but him and Jun. This can't be happening.]
That's not your name, is it? You're his adorably-dressed lookalike... right?
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Until now.]
Tomoe-oniisama...?
[There is something close to relief that crosses his face. It is not as though he has been frightened or the like. Of course not. He has grown a great deal since the boy in middle school who had once become lost, running and crying, even calling out for his childhood fri...enemy.
But nothing has been familiar since he woke in that trailer. Nothing makes sense at all, if he is honest. As eccentric and incomprehensible as the idol in front of him can be from time to time, Tsukasa knows him. Has known him from even before he became an idol. Even if visits with the Tomoe family were infrequent, they all ran in similar circles- would see each other at the same formals and social functions often enough.
He is one of his respected seniors.]
At last, there is someone I recognize. I have been wandering confused since waking, with the most disturbing bird-like men wandering about and watching me-! What on earth is-
[His eyes finally register Hiyori's attire. His gaze sweeps to the sheer skirt and top and red blossoms all over again in his cheeks.]
W-What are you wearing??
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So for someone from Leo's unit to show up, when no one from ES has been kidnapped here in over a year... why, it just doesn't make any sense. But the Tsukasa lookalike addresses him by name, and his stomach drops, eyes growing wider. No, no, this can't be right. And yet this is him, isn't it?
He's at a total loss, up until Tsukasa comments on his outfit. That snaps him out of his daze somewhat, causing him to lower the arm brandishing his "magic wand" and cross both arms across his chest for modesty (not that he isn't still showing a ton of skin elsewhere).]
A "cute costume," what else? Same as you're wearing!
[Said defensively.]
But never mind that. Tsukasa-kun...
[He swallows around the sudden lump that forms in his throat. Too much—it's too much to have something like this happen when he hasn't seen the others from ES in over a year, when he thought he never would again, when Leo just disappeared. How could he even begin to explain?]
Tsukasa-kun... before you woke up, what do you remember last?
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Not that it helps. If he had been able to tug the accursed skirt down, he wouldn't have been calling for some sort of aid to begin with. Choking down the humiliation he feels, it does take a moment for him to realize that Tomoe has already moved on. There is another moment of embarrassment, because, of course, there are more important matters at hand. He clears his throat.]
I-
[That is a peculiar question to ask. Unless he means to inquire over the manner in which he has been kidnapped? In which case, he honestly does not recall much at all at the moment. Not of how he wound up here at least.]
I was not asleep in bed, if that is what you mean to ask. Not that I remember at the very least. Last I recall, I was holding an inspection of the dorms in the pursuit of a rule breaker for the unreturned property of Yumenosaki, and sought to find and punish the culprit.
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He can't tell if Tsukasa is missing any memories like Rinne and Leo were, since what he described could have happened anytime. It does, however, cement the idea that this isn't an illusion or an imposter. Hiyori doesn't know the other boy well, but it doesn't matter: from flustered face to manner of speech to staunch regard for the rules, this person is, unquestionably, Suou Tsukasa-kun. Tsukasa's been brought here, of all places.
It's not a cause for celebration. It never is, when someone's kidnapped. But there's an added element of hurtfulness. As he looks at Tsukasa now, he's painfully conscious that the person who most wanted to see him is gone. And that makes his chest constrict, to the point where it's almost hard to breathe.]
Mm. So that's how it was.
[He sounds oddly subdued, compared to his usual self. He had to swallow down a lot of misery before he said the words.]
In my case, I did go to sleep. The main competition was about to start, and I'd been entrusted with a very important task. So, I went to bed early that night, thinking only about how to resolve things. I never dreamed I'd wake up somewhere else, let alone in this place.
[He shakes his head. That was so long ago now that it feels nostalgic. Something strange was going on with Nagisa and he'd felt worried. Yet compared to now...
He lets those thoughts trail into ellipses, focusing on Tsukasa again.]
Sorry. That probably raised even more questions. It's going to take a while to answer them, though. Do you need to sit down?
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Then again, that man is like a viper in the reeds, always slithering stealthily about. Maybe he is up to something? If that crafty Cosmic Production is hiding out on something good, then he will not allow New Dimension to fall behind!
. . . That is neither here nor there at the moment though, as it explains nothing of his present circumstances. Tomoe is here as well, and unless he is performing quite admirably, then he is also in the same predicament. Though he seems to understand it more than himself.]
I would love to sit down and listen to your thorough explanation. I assume this is something similar to what I hear happened to Valkyrie during SS. I've no memory of being stuffed into the virtual world, but it is the only thing that makes sense.
[Because what else could it be?]
H-However, I am worried that if I sit down, then the skirt will ride up and...w-well it is already indecent as is. I cannot tarnish Knights' reputation, especially because those bird holograms have been following me around all day.
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[ the movie clearly needed mages and beastmen and guess who somehow fills both of those requirements for their budget? yeah. this guy. someone who is also used to sleeping anywhere it's warm and sunny and covered in enough foliage to protect him from prying eyes. has he been a very helpful or useful extra? hell no, this is leona kingscholar! he didn't sign up for this bs.
also he didn't sign up for a random alarm clock in the shape of a small, loud redhead. the seven wouldn't curse him with another one of those. right??? ]
Haven't you ever heard of bein' quiet on the set?
[ not like the cameras are rolling right now... he slowly sits up, rubbing his forehead, ears twitching while he glares at tsukasa. ]
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Clearly, I am intentionally interrupting. A good thing, too, it appears, as I have finally stumbled upon someone.
[And about time. He has no idea how long he has been wandering around for. How is that the set is this large? Eyes focusing on the man before him, he has a somewhat wild, rugged appearance, as though the forest is meant to be his domain. He is certainly manly. Not for the first time does Tsukasa feel frustrated that, in contrast, he has been stuffed into something more suitable to a damsel.
... Something about sacrifices to a dragon. Even though he would clearly fit the part of a noble knight to the rescue much more.]
I wish for nothing more than to escape this set and allow everyone else to resume their proper filming. But somehow, I... have become turned around. You are the first face I have seen in some time.
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Dunno, ya look like ya belong on it. Didn't ya sign some kind of contract to be part of the movie? Otherwise ya shouldn't be here in the first place.
[ and neither should leona, in general. he would rather go to every scheduled class than be stuck at the golden peacock. but here he is. ]
Ya look like someone that should get chewed on.
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[In all the craziness that has transpired since he awoke, he remembers being shoved and poked and prodded, and... well, he cannot even rightfully describe everything that has happened. But that merely adds to the ridiculousness of it all. He crosses his arms to stare down at him from above.]
And I am certainly not edible. I ought to have been cast as a noble knight. Instead, I was shoved into the wrong costume, if you can believe it.
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[ if he wants to continue to be poked and prodded, he's hovering over the right person to do it. that he's so close without not realizing what kind of danger he might be in? if he's supposed to be a knight, surely he's the one that gets thrown to the lions when he's without a proper weapon or armor. ]
And I think you look very edible. I dunno if you'd be able to get away from me like this.
[ which is why he is slowly getting up to his feet, making sure tsukasa knows exactly how overmatched he might be. ]
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Hello! Are you alright?
[ her voice is soft, before she realizes she needs to get into character, and.... strikes a dramatic pose ]
Um, fear not, because, I, Beauty Warrior, will help you!
[ the overacting is painful ]
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Color sweeps across his face, burning his cheeks red. W-Why are none of the costumes in this place practical!? Not that his attire is any better. Earlier, it was a maid, and now he's been stuffed into something more fitting of a damsel, with a garter belt and stockings. Even worse is the fact that his undergarment is little more than a bikini bottom of all things.
He blinks, confused for a moment by her bravado. Is this an act? But he doesn't even have lines...! No, forget all of that, he isn't even acting right now.
He isn't supposed to be, is he?]
Miss.... Beauty Warrior? I seem to be turned around, somehow. I am embarrassed to confess that I have been wandering around for hours, but cannot seem to find my way out.
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[ perhaps he is ]
That is alright. These lands are wild and dangerous.
[ she offers her hand to the fair maiden tsukasa ]
Please, take my hand. I will lead you to safety, far away from the dragon.
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[I-Is he supposed to follow along with this?? She is sticking to the premise of the story.
He really does rather wish he had been given the role of a noble knight, but before he knows it he does find himself taking her hand, the magic of the story and his costuming weaving through his consciousness now that someone else is here.
. . . Although he does find himself having to look away, his cheeks red and burning brighter with each chanced glance in her direction.]
Thank you, Beauty Warrior...!
[How is this...?? The desire for a rescue, he supposes, has been there all along. That had been why he was calling out.]
I shall put my safety in your lovely hands!
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[ instead, they walk hand in hand.... but will they be able to brave the dangerous lands? stay tuned ]
Of course. Leave it to me, princess-san. I will definitely protect you...!
[ she doesn't know his name, so that will have to do for now ]
welcome to the lot (because i want him to suffer)
Her nightgown back home wasn't exactly long, but normally, she still had underwear on.
It takes her a while before she finally climbs down from the top bunk of their shared wagon (it's always the top bunk, why?), hopefully far before he could look at her because uh-- yeah, he'd get an eyeful of her barenaked ass and cooch otherwise, and straightens herself out as she yawns. Her robe was in no better condition, but at least it was tight in the right places. No tits to ogle, just cleavage.]
Mmm~ Good morning to you too! I guess you're new around here?