Diaochan Vs. Mary

For the third round of costumes, a mirror was brought out before the audience. A woman stood before the mirror, gazing into her reflection. “Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary…”

The lights were suddenly cut off, there was a blood curdling shriek and the sound of broken glass.

When the lights flickered back on the woman was gone replaced with another. A scrawny loooking redhead with a pixie cut, brushed some glass shards off of her windbreaker. She smiled sinisterly at the camera her grin went pasted her ears, and her teeth were like a shark’s. “What’s up you fucking degenerates? Your Catholic queen is here, to spread the cheer and fear! I’m the only contestant guaranteed to make your acquaintance, just run upstairs, find a mirror and say my name!”

“That not fair!” Helen cried. “She’s already a demon!”

The redhead chuckled. “Demons don’t deserve love? I’m hurt!”

“Don’t worry.” Skylar said calmly. During the commercial break she’d wiped herself down of any cream. “We’ve taken her powers away so nobody’s in any danger of having their eyes gouged out.”

Erica chuckled. “Well that’s comforting.”

Bloody Mary looked over at Erica and smiled. “Oh shit, I heard they’d gotten a saint in on this, but believe it. Mad respect for you girl. If I was your opponent, I would just quit.” She shoved her hands into her pocket and turned to Diaochan and company. “Buy seeing as I’m up against a bunch of heathens.” She licked her lips. “Game on.”

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Bloody Mary

Queen of England

“Let me make it clear for everyone. You vote for me you lose all that cryptic shit Diaochan’s on about, and you get freaky freaky sex scenes with me.”

“That’s a strong start. I’d say you’re a strong competitor when it comes to wrath. Though I must confess we skipped over you on the first round of casting because we thought you might be a little… violent?”

“More violent than Olympias?”

“Yes.”

“More violent than Boudica?”

“Yes.”

“Fair enough.”

“You’re not planning on hurting any of my contestants are you?”

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The costume assign this round was Maid! A classic!

The Four Beauties dove onto their task with gusto. Their research had helped them pick something they thought might appeal to the audience.

“Welcome home master! Nyah!”

The four wraths, future incarnations of **** and destruction came prancing into the scene. They were dressed in fetching maid outfits, that towed the line between cute and slutty. They were white dresses with black ruffles that came up to their mid thigh, and showed plenty of shoulder.they wore stockings and a little lace bonnet, which was topped with car ears. In fact the was a cat tail which swished behind them connected to their dresses.

“Cutie cat roll call, Nyah.”

Xi Shi did a forward flip to the front of stage, which what might as well have been the grace of a cat. "I'm Kitty-Kitty-Xi, I do all the dusting and mopping." She slinked down to the ground, and struck a pose. "I make sure master doesn't have to look at any ugly dirt when he comes home to relax, meow!"

Wang tumbled forward to join her, and waved her hands to the audience. "I'm Pussy-Paw-Wang, I do all the cooking and dishes." She struck a pose opposite of Xi, and smiled. "A full master is a happy master, and I don't want him to lift a finger when he gets home, purrr." She licked the back of her hand playfully.

Yang cartwheel to join them two of them. "I'm Yummy-Kitten-Yang, I make master's bed and do his laundry." She struck a standing pose. "I want him to have nice clean clothes, and sheets whenever he needs them. The smell of laundry turns me on, Rrrow!"

Diaochan did a series of backflips and Joined Yang in her standing position. "I'm your Silly-Stray-Diaochan, and I make sure these pampered pussies aren't lazing around all day. Kitty cats like their naps, but we love master more, Nyah!"

Erica

Avatar of Joan of Arc

"Oh no... I have a crush on Diaochan."

Marie Antoinette

Queen of France

"Soooooo Cute!"

"What a cute bunch of kitty cats!" Skylar was in love. "Not where I thought this crew would go with this suggestion, but I love it."

"Thank you very much." Diaochan bowed. "We wanted to please our master, and the audience, and figured this was a good middle ground."

Satan shrugged. "Sure you're cute, but I only saw a single mention of anything sexual in that whole act. I think you could have done better."

"Apologies, master." Diaochan bowed again. "I will endeavor to sexualize your maids more in the future."

"See that you do."

Skylar spoke next. "I am interested to hear how you four plan on bringing wrath into your roles as maids."

Wang smiled. "Cats are known for being temperamental. We make look cute but if any of the slaves, we'll bite purrrr."

Yang nodded. "Plus we're master's pets, so if he wants to kick us to get us our of his way, we don't mind rrrrow!"

Satan shook his head. "I don't know, Diaochan, I'm not convinced. I think I want to see what our next contestant has to offer."

Cleopatra

Queen of The Nile

"Ouch!"

The stage was cleared out, and the cats were herded into the audience.

"Ladies And Gentle Man, I present to You Bloody Mary, as Wrath!"

It was an interesting surprise to see the woman who stepped out. She was a completely different creature from the animal that had come out on stage through the mirror. This woman was not dressed up like a trendy slut. This was a maid, with a floor length skirt, that went up to her neck. Her red hair was long now, and fall out of a white cap like rings of red, peeled form an apple. She had an innocent set of glasses on the bridge of her nose, and seemed to walk with an unassured nervousness.

She gave the audience a deep curtsy and adjusted her glasses. "Evenin' 'erry one, my name's my Mary, and I'm a maid in the service of my master, Satan." She spoke with the most grating cockney accent you ever a heard a woman produce. She had a feather duster which she began to flutter about as if tending the the artifact's of her master's manor. "I serve my master faithfully, but truth be told he scares the livin' beans out of me. He's so smart, and respected..." She gulped. "and handsome. He can have any woman he wants... but sometimes I dream... I dream that he might want a stumpy little twat like me. Not like a wife, oh heavens no."But I do fantasize sometimes, that he catches me cleanin' somethin' and he grabs me, and has me right then and there. I scream because he's such a brute, and beg him to stop, but he doesn't, not until he's used me the way he wants." She starts shaking. "And of course, I'm just a maid so I can't do anything about it. I just clean myself up and keep on working, and then come back the next day, and the day after that. Of course then he'd know that he could do whatever he wanted to me and get away with it...It's a frightful fantasy really. I know he would never do that... but he could... and I'd let him... and I'd like it."

She slowly started to hike her skirt up, revealing a fluffy pair of bloomers. She began to rub the handle of her feather duster against her visibly wet slit, encased within.

"Of course that's just a silly little thought. There's no way the master would choose me over the other girls. No, no, no. That's why I have to be thoughtful sometimes. Like the time I kept slipping sleeping pills into his favorite's food. By the time she was supposed to be up in his chambers she'd be fast asleep. This happened for a week before he gave her a month in the dungeon for her thoughtlessness, and she was never on top again. You can guess who was there to comfort the master with a spot of late evening tea, when he was all alone in his room. That'll teach that skag to put her filthy hands on my master!"

"Look out gang, we've got a yandere." Skylar chuckled from her seat. "I gotta say Mary, this is a bold choice, very not sexy."

"No no." Lucifer shook his head. "It's the subtlety of the sexiness. This maid isn't a slut, but she is deeply sexually perverted, and repressed. She's trying to resist, but the more she holds her lusts in the more she strikes out against those around her. She needs released, but she'd too modest, and proper to ever seek it out, in the open. Which causes her to spiral into a pit of shame, and self loathing... there's nothing sexier, than repressed crazy sexy."

"Exactly." Mary Nodded. "I'm not just waving it in your face, it's a little bit more nuanced, ya know?"

"Yes I see," Skylar nodded like she'd just been shown, fine art, and then told it was fine art. "So Mary, how are you going to be brining the wrath in your role as a maid?"

"Weren't you listening? I'm going to sabotage everyone else's efforts in any way I can. It's going to be passive...aggression."

"Spooky." Skylar giggled. "I'd love to see that, as long as you're not hurting anyone."

"I wouldn't dream of it, it wouldn't be proper..."

"Well there you have it fans!" Skylar turned to the camera. "Your choice sits before you, who'll advance? Your litter of Neko Maids, or our Yandere Maid? Make your vote in our very anime, third round!"

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