KEYS TO THE LOFTGirls Picking Up Girls(YEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!)

  In tonight's contest, LIVE FROM NEW COIMBRA! Our contestants, Rufti "De Prinz" Galopin takes on Goathard "Dark Chef" Ruvress, in a three round event, ONLY at the [Pecheron] nightclub! Each round contains a challenge specially tailored for girls to pick up the courage to pick up girls!

  This is real ops here! The [Observation Orbs] are hidden, the women are real, and magick is real, ONLY in the wondrous and magickal New Continent of Vespana!

  On the loft of the [Pecheron] nightclub, our expert panel of localé pick-up artistés and commentators await, and shall be observing and evaluating their performancé with close ?? !

  (B-roll of Saint-Taiga ughing alongside previous guests commences, each guest panel showing a different shade of the 'girls picking up girls' community; some clinking gsses in toast with the saint, others spping their knee and having a good time! The camera cuts to a transition that parts in the middle, showing the silhouettes of the three judges tonight. The female narrator continues her introduction.)

  Representing the 'dark triad' of the human psyche, first up is our ever-present host, 'Machiavellianism Reborn', the saint of Great-Love himself, Saint-Taiga! There is nothing that she will not do in the name of EEEEEEEEEntertainmento, and that includes even putting you, the viewer, in great danger of ughing!

  [SFX:Fireworks]

  The camera now pans out and cuts to a back shot of Saint-Taiga overlooking the nightclub's loft, fireworks go off in spectacur fashion behind the DJ's stage on the dance floor packed to the brim with tonight's party goers!

  "Welcome to another episode of 'Keys To The Loft', sponsored tonight by The New Coimbra Tourism Board, tourism ho!" Saint-Taiga takes a deep swig of the tall champagne on hand, tossing the fully emptied gss off the balcony with great gusto and to the sighs of women cmbering for a taste of the indirect kisso below!

  Walking towards the camera in 'andre shot' [1], Saint-Taiga points and speaks directly into camera angle #4!

  The fireworks were the cue for the DJ to ramp up the music, dark electro and triumphant synth bass build up anticipation for the local guests who will be appearing alongside Saint-Taiga on the loft, the very same who will decide the fate of tonight's contestants!

  "As host of this show, it is moi's job to introduce the other members of this judging panel! You know moi', the night is young, but TIME is always limited! Introducing first! Okay... The first of the localé pick-up artistés known in the great region of New Coimbra! Representing 'A Direct Attack With Psychopathy', she styles herself a master of 'dark psychology' and 'trickpution'! This is...

  "... 'Yasumino', Doktah!"

  As the crowd below cheers, Saint-Taiga gives the back of her flowing white robes a great fp before sitting down on in the middle of a trio of seats! The camera pans to a darker side of the room, far more dimly lit than the bright spotlights that Saint-Taiga finds herself in.

  There, a young woman with messy orange twin-tails sits cross-legged, her thighs shifting to cross the other side when her name is announced. The camerawoman was kind enough to give it a good shot, for fanservice! Wearing a crimson red top with buttons only done to the middle of her chest, her pencil skirt hugs tightly to her hips, a testament to her model and well-kept body!

  Most importantly, her emerald-green eyes shone even in the half-darkness. Those eyes dited with a hidden danger, revealing clear and obvious whites at the bottom of her eyes. There, yet not quite there.

  She puts both her hands on her knees, exuding an air of unmeasurable confidence! It was as if she had already set in motion pns which would be irreversible, her victory already assured!

  "Well. Let's have a good show tonight."

  The calm and cool demeanor of the practiced Doktah contrasted with the fmboyant and showoffish Saint-Taiga, earning a swoon of sighs from down below, her face beauteous face projected on the rge orbs below on the dance floor. Those eyes seem to stare directly into the heart, looking for any weaknesses to grasp onto and...

  [SFX:Clink]

  The two judges of this pick-up panel clink a new pair of champagne gsses.

  "Tonight's contestant, Rufti girlya was introduced by you, no?"

  "This body can't stop itself from fixing problems of the heart, no!" Covering her mouth with a bck glove as if she accidentally revealed something, she continues with her mouth covered. "Well. Whether she succeeds in treatment, is a matter of her 'game' tonight."

  "Goragoragora...! I like that! Nothing wrong with rooting for your girlya with no remorse! That's good, that's very good!"

  The camera zooms in on Saint-Taiga, who after cpping with one hand pces down her champagne gss to give a serious look at the camera.

  "It is with great regret that our third host, Earl Avalon, sponsor of tonight's show... is not able to be here. The perils of hosting a live show!"

  [SFX: Awwww!]

  "But fret not, a true megastar has stepped into the void! Thank Sharryn for that! Gratitude for her help! Tonight! For one night only!"

  Doktah narrowed her brows, still smiling.

  This was an unexpected development.

  Saint-Taiga did not tell her about this at all.

  Within expectations, but still.

  She had expected to pary with Avalon tonight.

  Well.

  The repcement would have to do.

  "Oh. Who might that be?"

  "The viewers from my hometown of Arcadia already are familiar with her...

  She is a veetuba legend resurrected from the dead...!

  One half of a legendary duo that once streaked their name across Arcadia's night sky...!"

  A syncopated voice echoes in throughout the club,

  "Ehehehe! We're outta time for introductions, Saint-Taiga! Moi' am already here!"

  [SFX: Clocktower Gong]

  The lights in the entire nightclub immediately all go out!

  The only lights still up are on the DJ's stage, record-scratching into jazzy, sultry, swingy saxophones!

  A pair of spotlights, red and bck, shine in crossed unison to reveal a figure standing on the metal rafters above the night club!

  Then...

  She takes a single step off the metallic beam she is standing on...!

  To the gasp of on-lookers below, the costumed fiend with a familiar Frxnch hat somersaults off the thin metal railing, taking the momentum to glide a full and impossible twenty meters, barreling straight into the open loft where Saint-Taiga and Doktah are sitting!

  The familiar sound of a certain mechanism retracting behind her as she nds, 'Safe!' and kneeling with both hands extended to the sides, the masked and obviously familiar suddenly looks up, revealing a malevolent smile and bck phantom thief's mask!

  "Hmm hmm! Its always time for trouble! La-Roux, [Exposer of Conspiracies] here!"

  Go Go And Learn Moonrunes Entertainmento With Aya-chan! La-Roux[1] 'andre shot' - "To make a camera shot that pans from downwards to up, making the wrestler look bigger than usual!" "No, wait! What does this chapter have to do with conspiracies, Madi-san?!?!"