Club Percheron, The Attic.
Dark electricity surges from Annalie's hands up the steel rod! The magickal lightning curls and snakes visibly up the gleaming steel rod, conducting Fox-Mask's way to her final destination!
[SFX:ZAAAAAAAP]As ten thousand blessings reached the nape of the orange-haired enemy's neck, she convulses and twitches on the spot, body jerking and spasming without restraint! Visible dark magicks give the enemy a much deserved YOU WA SHOCK moment, plumes of bck smoke emerging from this fried chicken! There were no screams, just random jibber jabber nd-lubber blubbering as Fox-Mask falls face-first onto the ground!
As she does, the white-cloaked Annalie comes into view. She holds her staff upwards at a stead and high angle, not unlike a spear-wielder bracing for another attack!
"There's still... one more!"
Club Percheron, The Loft
[SFX:Whoosh]
At this point, no words are needed! You know what's up!
'Neg For Victory'Objective -
Use 'negs' to pick up your target! No limits on topic or targets, but you must neg!
Time Limit -
5 Minutes
Back on the loft, La-Roux is looking with doubt at the Love Trial being presented!
"... ...?! Leave it to Saint-Taiga to come up with such a basic trial?! What happened to EEEEEEEEEntertainmento?! What happened to 'MAIN EVENT STATUS'?! This love trial is supposed to SET THE TONE of the show...
KEYS TO THE LOFTGirls Picking Up Girls(YEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!)
"Cest exactá, young La-Roux! 'Negging' is so basic, so easy, but many pick-up artistés don't get it right!" Saint-Taiga drains her champagne and tosses the gss cleanly behind her shoulder! It smashes with crisp tinkling on the ground behind her, as she motions for the [Broadcast Orb] to come closer!
"Sometimes, contestants overthink things! The easiest solution to a problem, might be the most obvious one! Wouldn't you agree, 'Yasumino'...! Now, for our new viewers, what IS negging?"
The girl in orange-haired twintail does not reply immediately. Her gaze was distracted by something off at the side of the loft. Blinking her emerald-green eyes, it is like she were transported back from a hypnotic trance from far away!
Doktah is here.
Doktah is present on the loft.
Doktah has a role to py.
Just as La-Roux was about to cover the lines for her fellow co-host, Saint-Taiga raises one of her long sleeves to stop her!
Doktah, pickup name 'Yasumino' looks back at the floating orb broadcasting LIVE FROM NEW COIMBRA and repeats her practiced lines, with perfection and precision! A skilled actor to be sure!
"Naturally. Negging is when a pickup artist says something opposite to their thinking to get a target to do what they want. The most common form of negging is to say that the target is not that attractive, when you find her attractive. Sometimes, the best way to control a person isn't force..."
Doktah's face darkens, green sanpaku irises narrowing.
"Its guilt. This lowers her self-esteem and---"
"Woahwoahwoahwoahwoah!!!" Saint-Taiga fils her white robes in front of the Doktah to prevent her from spilling TOO much! "We don't do pickup with bad intentions here! Here on Keys to the Loft, we want our girls to go away from the night happier than when they arrived at the club!"
"Happier. The future is messy and unpredictable. Who can tell if anyone will walk away happy tonight?" Doktah forces a curve on her face, gaze lingering outside the open loft once more. Outside, the party is in full swing, disco ball twirling in the air above the dancing crowd!
"If there ARE people with bad intentions, (((they))) will definitely NOT walk away happy tonight!"
Doktah's green eyes twitch at that st sentence. But only for a single moment. Her eyes distance themselves, and she continues to be distracted by something in the corner of the room!
"Oh? I did not think the famous La-Roux was into prophecies and prediction?"
"Ehehehe! In the wrasslin' biz, we have a famous saying! For the kids at home, say it with moi' LIVE FROM NEW COIMBRA! One st time for old time's sake...!"
La-Roux raises a single gloved hand, counting down with her fingers!
THREE...!TWO...!ONE...!THAT'S NOT A PREDICTIONTHAT'S A SPOILER!
Club Percheron, The Attic.
At this moment, the orange-haired fried chicken is sizzling in burnt bck smoke on the attic floor. Annalie looks upon her 'corpse', scrunching up her face.
"Urgh. I think she pxssed herself. Shouldn't have bullied Aya-chan! Aya-chan, Aya-chan, are you alright?!"
She gives the 'corpse' a small kick to shift it out of the way, still completely focused on the 'enemy' ahead of her!
Rising up in long, dark, dress, both her glowing green eyes light up in dark majesty! Touching the side of her face where she was shot with a finger-gun moments ago, she now stands over the 'corpse' of the twitching and rolling detective.
"You shouldn't have done that. Priority. Priority has changed." [La Monarquía] repeats those lines with zero emotion, her now glowing green eyes slightly gzed. Even in hazy vision from the pink mist, your detective has never seen anyone's eyes glow up like that before! That's not natural or human-like in the slightest! Not even Madi-san can do that!
Annalie however, she remains oddly calm! The raised end of her staff is still pointed straight towards the sullen figure in bck, not even wavering the slightest at the occultic sight! Have you ever seen something like that before, Annalie?! If Aya-chan gets outta this alive, remind her to ask you about that!
"What in the Saints name are you talking about???" Annalie doesn't understand, because she's Annalie, that simple-minded biichii!
"Hand it over. The 'corpse'." The dark monarchess points directly at the orange-haired 'corpse' lying motionless on the ground! Swarms of metallic wingbeats surround the dark-haired beauty, a fight sure to break out!
"Stop! Don't move! Do you not care about what happens to your friend?!" Annalie holds a lightning rod just inches above the motionless Fox-Mask, dark electricity crackling from the end of her rod!
[La Monarquía] does not even hesitate at all! "Friend? What friend? Priority is to 'retrieve' the 'evidence'." As she speaks those words, the sickly green glow in her eye deepens, now a pair of shimmering cat-eyed emeralds in the darkness!
"Try it, see if I care."
Oh no... Oh no no no!
You can't do this, [La Monarquía]!!
Reverse psychology doesn't work on idioooootssss!!!
Annalie is an idiot, so she feels ZERO guilt about hurting people!
[SFX:Klunk!]
[SFX:ZAAAAAAAP]
Instead of doing what she is told, Annalie instead sms her metal staff into the small of Fox-Mask's back, bck electric surging once more! The loud YELP was heard by everyone in the attic, as the magickal punishment did a random, but non-lethal amount of damage to the enemy!
"So you two ARE together! You should thank Sharryn [Trono Palido] does NOT kill!"
Upon hearing the name of Annalie's faction, [La Monarquía] twitches.
"... ... [Trono Palido] does not kill?"
"That's right! Its a rule that our master set!"
Disdain and contempt creep over [La Monarquía's] dark face!
"Ridiculous. The [Trono Palido] of the past killed with impunity."
"...?"
Annalie has no great knowledge of history, her master's history lessons flying over her head! She shrugs her shoulders, which only caused the green glow on the dark monarchess' eyes to tighten its hold over her!
"... and you think you can defeat me without killing me? Do you even know who I am?"
This question truly struck at Annalie's heart!
She scratches the side of her head with one hand, still holding that upward stance.
Then she squints at the long-haired figure with glowing green eyes in the distance.
Annalie... is thinking!
She's actually thinking!!
Great-grans as my witness, does this girl ACTUALLY have a brain?!?!
"Ehhhhh... Not really!
But Annalie reckons she can just beat you half-dead FIRST,
then Annalie can ask questions... LATER!
No need for killing if you're half-dead!!"
Throughout her little speech promising EXTREME VIOLENCIA (;o), our fake priestess maintains a most benevolent and radiant smile! If your detective wasn't hazy-minded and struggling to keep awake, I would have liked to shout a few choice curse words in my ancestral nguage!
There are no smiles to be had on the other side.
With a single hand motion, [La Monarquía] directs her metallic swarm straight towards the fake priestess! Rapid, gnawing and metallic wingbeats fly straight at her, a force too numerous for a single girl to deal with!
