An empty arena?

When the group of women stepped through the door, they didn't know what to expect. Weiss had given absolutely zero hints about how she was punishing them, which led to their immense confusion right now.

The carpet they were standing on continued for a few more meters, before meeting a barrier. The barrier was half solid, but the top half was entirely glass. It only took a few moments for Ruby to recognize where they were. Seeing the boards gave her a theory, but the rows and rows of bleachers surrounding the open space confirmed it. They were in an arena of some sorts, probably a hockey one judging by the ice.

The moment she realized, her eyes darted upwards, scanning the large open room they found themselves in. Thankfully, it was still empty, which explained the absolute quiet. Through the glass Ruby could see Weiss standing next to Coco and Amber.

The boards in front of them ended, leaving a large opening in the walls. The red carpet continued onto the ice itself, which is where Weiss was standing with the older women. As they approached Yang blurted out the question that was on everyone's mind.

"So why the hell are we in a hockey arena?"

"Because we're doing your punishment here, obviously!" Weiss answered, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

"You better explain why I have to wear these damn things, now!" Ruby demanded, gesturing towards the ridiculous red heels she could barely walk in.

"You're complaining about the heels and not the plug?" Blake asked.

"S-Shut up!" Said a pink faced Ruby.

"As amusing as it would be to keep you all guessing, I guess it's time to let you know. This is your punishment." Weiss motioned her arm towards the open arena. Despite what she said, nothing immediately stood out as their punishment.

"What are you talking about?" Cinder asked.

"It's a touch complicated, but I'll explain. You see those blue lines?" Weiss pointed out the lines she was talking about. The carpet ended just before the blue line. The other one was around 20 meters away from them, on the other side of the arena.

"All you have to do, is make it to the other side and back... Without falling. No semblances and no cheating. If you fall, you have to restart from the beginning." Weiss was interrupted by Ruby.

"Is that it?" Ruby asked, surprised that Weiss' idea of humiliating them just involved watching fall over and over.

"Of course not! You see, there's a game being played here later tonight. In fact, the Zamboni driver will be here in," Weiss checked a watch on her wrist, which she rarely wore, "Fifteen minutes. Once he's here, we'll have to take a break until intermission."

"Intermission!? You're making us stay here, naked, even once the crowd gets here?!" Pyrrha blurted out, her eyes wide in fear. Weiss gave her a look that screamed she'd just asked a stupid question.

"Obviously? Why else would I do this here? Besides, believe me, the crowd will love you. Amber, would you mind telling them about tonight's event?"

"Gladly. As you may know, Vale's women's hockey league is surprisingly big. What you may not know, is that tonight's a massive charity event. The cause changes every year. This year it's dedicated to supporting huntresses. That's not the interesting part. The interesting part is that tonight's games aren't televised at all! In fact, scrolls and people under 18 aren't even allowed in the venue. Do you know why that is?" Amber asked. Pyrrha's face went whiter than normal as she came to a realization.

"I may have an idea..." Pyrrha answered.

"Go on." Amber said.

"I heard rumors about this during my tournament days. In fact, my agent even asked if I might be interested in doing it, but I couldn't play hockey. They play games basically all night. At the end of each game, the losers get umm... exposed... and do a penalty lap, then they have to sit on display for the next game. Sometimes they even have celebrity games and the like. As you can imagine, they're quite the popular events for those who know about them. They only stay on the down low because of the no scroll rule and because people don't want other people taking their spots! What does this have to do with us?" Pyrrha asked.

"I guess I'll be more specific with the rules, since we need to get started. Time is ticking after all. I'm going to give you three chances to complete the challenge. Right now, after the first period, and after the second period. Once you successfully make it back and forth between the blue lines, you're done for the night. However, not everyone can make it in a given round. One girl can finish right now and avoid the entire punishment, three can finish in the first intermission, and then two can finish in the last round."

"What happens if we don't finish?" Ruby asked, nervous about the potential for things to snowball for them.

"Each round is only as long as the intermission, so if there are still slots at the end for winners, they'll go unused. Anyone who is still being punished at the end, will be punished severely. Understand?" Weiss explained. Blake did the math in her head and grimaced.

"Only six of us can actually finish, correct? So one of us is guaranteed to face the final punishment, whatever it is? Are we going to find out what it is?" Blake asked.

"That's correct. You won't know what I have planned until right before it though. I'd like to keep it a surprise."

"Figures. What happens between the rounds? Are we sitting in the locker room or...?" Yang asked. Weiss smiled.

"You'll be sitting up there, in the best seats in the house!" Weiss pointed up towards the gondola above center ice. Sure enough, there was a circular platform hanging in the center, above the large jumbotron. The walls were surrounded by clear glass, giving perfect visibility through it. In front of the glass, chairs filled the circumference of the platform. The platform was suspended by cables, which seemed like it could be lowered or raised depending on the circumstances. The jumbotron was hollow on the inside, meaning the 'display case' could be lowered through it, which would put them in the center of attention of everyone watching. Weirdly enough, the chairs didn't face inwards, towards the game. Instead, they faced towards the audience.

"Is that the punishment box that I've heard about?" Pyrrha asked nervously. Clearly, she'd heard a bit more than she was letting on.

"Exactly. That's where the team that lost the previous game has to sit and act as the audience's incentive! This is the first game, when it's normally empty. Remember, this is a charity event! The geniuses running it figured out that there is no better motivation for donators than naked women! I have a feeling you'll make this year's event extra profitable!" Weiss said with a smile.

"What are you saying?" Blake asked, her eyes narrowed in suspicion at whatever Weiss was clearly holding back.

"Are you sure you want to know? You have..." Weiss checked her watch again, "Ten minutes until the zamboni driver gets here, which will make us leave. Remember, the first girl to complete the challenge gets to skip the rest of the punishment~!"

"Fine!" Blake called. She turned carefully on her (very tall) heel and walked towards the edge of the red carpet, which Weiss had placed right at the start of the first blue line. Now that she was seeing it first hand, Blake was a bit nervous about the distance. It looked significantly further than it did prior, especially given how difficult the heels were to walk in. Blake's heart was pounding and the punishment hadn't even really begun. There was no audience leering at them and zero pressure to perform and she was still this nervous. The ice was incredibly slick looking, as if Weiss had bribed the caretakers to keep the ice extra treacherous for them. Scratch that--- knowing the heiress, she probably had. At her sides, Blake watch Ruby and Yang take their positions. Further down, Pyrrha, Emerald, Neo, and Cinder did the same. Lined up as they were, naked and on shaky legs, Weiss prepared to count down.

"Ready... set... Go!" Weiss called. She had been standing behind Ruby and the moment she'd called for a start, she had delivered a loud slap to Ruby's ass that had rang through the entire venue. The poor girl immediately stumbled before she was even on the ice, causing her first steps to be shaky. She fell a few more steps before falling onto her knees. Ruby groaned and crawled back to the start. Ironically enough, her stumbles had actually gotten her further than the rest of the group, who were still desperately trying to find a semblance of traction.

"H-holy shit!" Yang cursed as she struggled to move past the first step. The ice gave them absolutely zero friction, which left them barely able to move. It would be tough to walk on even in plain shoes; with the ridiculous heels they wore it was nearly impossible!

Blake's normal poise was completely wiped away by the handcuffs securing her wrists behind her back. All the grace she normally held was shattered with her first slip. For all the agility Blake held, she had a crippling lack of experience for this punishment in particular. Growing up on a tropical island, Blake had never seen ice before, much less walked on it. Combining that with her heels and cuffs, Blake was barely able to make it past Ruby's own mark before her feet slid out from under her, plummeting her onto her rear pathetically.

Out of the rest of the girls, Pyrrha managed to do the best. Unsurprising given that she fought in heels, Pyrrha was still relatively graceful. She didn't come close to finishing on her first attempt, but she at least beat the rest of her competition. Still, there was no benefit to that.

As the fallen group of girls walked back towards Weiss, humility beginning to show on their faces, Weiss could only smile.

"Harder than it looks?" Weiss' smirk shined through.

"Hard? It's fucking impossible!" Ruby complained, her face adorably contorted in anger. Weiss gave a sly smile.

"Oh really? Seems simple to me." Weiss casually shrugged. The very maneuver itself seemed strange on such a refined girl; even one that was making them do something as risque as this.

"Yeah. Right. If it's so simple, why don't you show us how it's done, Ice Queen?" Yang said.

"What are you proposing?" Weiss said, baiting in Yang's challenge.

"The way I see it, you've punished us enough by dragging us all out here and making us do this impossible challenge. How about you demonstrate for us that it isn't impossible. If you can't before our time is up, then this punishment is over. Actually, screw that! I don't know about you ladies, but I want to watch some hockey! What better way to enjoy a hockey game then from the VIP suite, with a naked heiress by our side!" Yang challenged. Weiss thought about it only for a brief second before opening her mouth.

"If you insist, Yang, then I suppose I'll have to show you how it's done. Once I do so, however, this round of punishment is over! One of you will miss out on a chance of avoiding my last punishment. Also..." Weiss grew a smirk,"I think the poor ice cleaner looks a bit lonely. Thankfully, he'll have a pretty little blonde on his lap while he's working, all accessories included, won't he?"

"Fine. Coco, give this bitch some heels." Yang said with an attitude, obviously looking forward to seeing the heiress knocked down several pegs. Her and Weiss had a brief stare off, before Weiss turned her attention towards her senior, who seemed to have been expecting this. Weiss was instantly presented with a pair of heels, in pure white, of course. She set them on the floor facing her goal and kicked off her shoes. With one last glance towards Yang, Weiss slid her feet into them. Before anyone could even suggest otherwise, Weiss pulled her dress over her head, causing shocked gasps to ring out from around her. She tossed it to Coco with a wink and strode towards the edge of the carpet.

"Damn..." Emerald remarked at the sight of the Schnee heiress, completely naked under her dress. Of course, she'd seen Weiss naked plenty this weekend, given that the heiress had to prostrate herself nude before Emerald every time they met in private, but seeing her like this, heels lifting her already magnificent ass, was an experience. On her right, Ruby was having a similar experience. Whether it was due to Weiss' figure or that the knowledge that Weiss wore nothing under her dress appealed to Ruby's blatant exhibitionist tendencies, Ruby was enraptured with the sight.

Even Weiss' biggest critics couldn't deny how powerful she looked striding purposefully down the ice, as if it were her domain. Hell, as far as they knew, it was her domain. She even pirouetted as she turned around at the halfway mark. Her return trip had everyone gazing at her chest; which either due to her effortless grace or sheer perkiness, didn't jiggle even once. Yang's mouth was agape in both wonder and shock with the speed with which she'd been beaten. Coco hadn't even had time to finish admiring Weiss' dress before she returned.

"You were saying?" Weiss said cockily. Actually- was it really cockiness after putting on such a show? Weiss turned her back to Coco, who helped her dress. While everyone else lamented Weiss' bare skin being covered--not that there was shortage at the moment-- Yang lamented how stupidly she'd thrown away this round.

"Well ladies, it looks like we'll have time to get you set up in the punishment box early! Coco, do you mind bringing them upstairs to the lounge? I'll be up in a moment, I'd rather show them the box myself, if I'm honest." Weiss politely asked. Coco nodded, grin wide across her face.

"It'd be my pleasure. Come on girls!" Coco didn't need to say anything more, she simply walked away, demanding they follow. The group turned to follow her before Weiss interrupted.

"Where do you think you're going, Yang?" Weiss's words halted the blonde in her tracks. She stopped and nervously turned to face Weiss.

"Upstairs?" Yang said. She winced when it came out as a question and not a statement. You couldn't afford to show that weakness with Weiss. Ruby gave her a sympathetic glance before she continued with the rest of the club.

"Aren't you forgetting about the rest of our bet? The ice cleaner is scheduled to be here any second..." Weiss stated. Yang gulped. She had nearly forgotten about that. Certainly Weiss hadn't though.

"Ugh, fine. I'll ride on his stupid lap!" Yang groaned.

"Her, actually. And not dressed like that you won't!" Weiss informed her. Yang looked at her confused.

"You're giving me clothes?" Yang said doubtfully.

"In a manner of speaking... Among other things." Weiss said. She took Yang by the hand and dragged her teammate to the locker room.

While the group waited for Weiss to arrive and let them into their seats for the rest of the night, Coco had them waiting in a VIP lounge of sorts. They had a decent view of the rink, as well as various tables prefilled with food and drinks. Unsurprisingly, no one was really hungry at the moment. Still, this pause gave them time to talk, and scheme, which they all took advantage of.

"Weiss is going to fucking get it when we get home!" Ruby said angrily to Blake, causing the faunus to wince from her anger. Not that Blake didn't agree. She had her own plans for getting vengeance on the heiress for this ridiculous forfeit. Of course, that didn't mean that she couldn't enjoy some teamwork while doing so.

"We are going to absolutely ruin her, right?" Blake said with a knowing smile to Ruby. Truthfully, the **** Blake had in mind wasn't too viscous, but she would definitely learn her lesson.

"I'm going to keep her up all night on the edge of orgasm--actually no! Screw that! I'm going to rip away every ounce of control she gained tonight by making me walking in these stupid heels! I'm going to And you know what? If she dares to be anything but naked in our dorm, I'm going to do it again!"

"That's devilish, Ms. Rose!" Blake pretended to sound offended, "I love it. She deserves nothing less. Want to hear my idea?"

"Obviously!"

"While you have her tied up and edging, helpless under your touch, you go a step further."

"I'm listening..." Ruby sounded intrigued.

"Instead of edging her, let her cum. Instead of pulling away and letting her catch her breath, we'll get right back to work, stroking our fingers across her aching clit. Think about how sensitive she'll be as squirms under our touch. She'll be begging for a break from the pleasure, but it won't be her choice!" Blake explained. Ruby absolutely didn't miss Blake's 'our'. There was no jealously to be found, instead Ruby only found excitement.

"That is oh-so cruel but I love it. She's going to hate it, but you know what the best part it? If she ever wants to get a piece of this," Ruby gestured to her own figure, "Or this," Ruby crossed into Blake's personal space and ran her hands up her sides, starting from her hips, "She's going to do it anyway!" Blake shivered. A voice interrupted them with its own suggestion.

"Make sure she knows that one of those orgasms is from me. Also, if you're open for suggestions..." A sultry voice came from Ruby's side, surprising them both. Cinder seemed surprisingly open for socializing in the current moment, especially if it meant getting **** on the Ice Queen.

"You do seem to be sort of an expert in this field. What's your idea?" Blake asked. Cinder smirked.

"Why not go a step further? Give her one of these." Cinder slowly ran her hand down until it was resting in the landing strip she kept carefully trimmed above her slit. Below it was Pyrrha's mark emblazoned in bright red. Ruby had nearly forgotten about the mark, but now that she mentioned it. She realized where she was staring as she considered it and blushed. Cinder waved away the attention in favor of scheming, but her cheeks slightly darkened.

"Based on Weiss' reputation— and this punishment, I suppose— I'd say she thinks the most effective humiliation has a more... Public touch." Cinder explained.

"Like?" Blake asked, her head tilted oddly reminiscent of the ears adorning her head.

"Have Ruby invite her for a walk to 'cool off' tonight. Take her somewhere quiet, like the courtyard, and let things get hot and heavy on the bench. Before she knows what hit her, Blake will have her tied up and ready to beg for mercy. You can start your previous plan and have her begging for a break, or have a little fun yourselves in front of her; if you catch my drift"

Ruby and Blake certainly didn't miss the implication at. Cinder's words lit them up furiously red. Ruby bit her lip and looked towards the faunus. Her and Blake? Like that? Across from her, Blake obviously was having similar thoughts.

"W-Well that would certainly work! I'm not sure that Blake and I could..."

"Oh, would you rather it be Yang?" Cinder teased. Her teasing cadence grew serious and she stepped into Ruby's space. Her slight height advantage over the silver eyed girl caused her instincts to scream for retreat, but she held firm. Cinder's breasts rested lightly upon Ruby's own in an act of dominance that sucked the air out of her lungs.

"...Or maybe you were thinking about me? You do seem pretty flexible. We'd make for quite the show indeed." Cinder teased. Ruby felt like she was being treated like the child Yang so often saw her as. Blake knew better. There was no amusement in those burning amber eyes, only desire.

"I-I'm—uhhh—Blake! Help!" The primal part of Ruby's brain finally won out and **** her to step back, her brain under a full system reboot.

"Well, the offer is open—" Cinder paused and trailed her eyes along Ruby's form, taking in every detail until Ruby's arms crossed self-consciously, "—Indefinitely. You'll enjoy yourself. Blake certainly did." Cinder turned and left with the last word after dropping a bombshell of inevitability like that on them.

"How was that the most pleasant interaction we've had with her?" Blake asked rhetorically, stirring Ruby out of her gay panic induced by Beacon's own femme fatale.

"Are you sure that's true? It sounds like you and her had a better one." Ruby said, raising an eyebrow towards Blake.

Blake seemed put off guard but eventually conceded, "Well, she did pound me into the mattress until I saw stars, but you probably didn't want to hear about that, did you?"

"Are you kidding? Of course I would!" Ruby said, an idea was beginning to form in her head. It started innocent at first, but slowly found itself enveloped in the nights lewdness.

"You know, Weiss did tell me something interesting last night. You know the trip that Yang has to go on this week? With Amber? Well apparently Weiss' sister is going too. She was so proud of Weiss' win last night, that she got invited to join them, so it'll be just us for a few days this week."

"Really?" Blake asked, surprised she hadn't heard about this sooner.

"Yup! Anyways..." Ruby got an excited look on her face, "We should have a girls night! Just the two of us! You can tell me all about your night with Cinder!"

"I guess it couldn't hurt," Blake smiled,"But only if you tell me how the Ice Queen is in bed!"

"T-That can be arranged, I suppose." Ruby conceded, glad to have the opportunity to bond with her teammate. Of course, neither girl could ignore the obvious attraction between them—even if Ruby felt it one-sided.

Before they could discuss it more, a noise brought their attention to the ice. They all turned and gathered around the windows, crouching slightly in case people were looking back at them. One of the gates to the arena opened and the zamboni rode out, a particularly vibrant passenger on the driver's lap.

"Oh my..." Pyrrha said, her hands covering her mouth. Was that a giggle they heard?

"Damn it, Yang!" Ruby cursed by her side. Blake couldn't help but agree. She loved the blonde, but damnit she had to stop doing shit like this!

The blonde in question wore all of the accessories that they themselves had to wear. Well, calling her blonde wasn't entirely accurate currently, considering the disguise she wore. From what Blake could tell, Yang was plugged, gagged, clamped, and cuffed on the woman's lap. To top it off, a pair of white rabbit ears extended from her head, really painting the picture that she was a performer tonight.

"Do you think she'll at least be allowed to take that stuff off afterwards? She's in for a rough time if Weiss doesn't let her." Pyrrha asked no one in particular. No one responded. After today, no one felt confident trying to predict the heiress, which by all accounts, was impossible.

"Yeah, I'd say Weiss will let her off after. It just makes sense, after all." Coco chimed in when it became obvious no one else would.

"What do you mean?" Cinder asked. Clearly, Coco knew more about their plan than she was letting on.

"Can't say. Ice Queen only let me know her plan if I kept it secret, and I'd rather not join the punishment myself."

"Fine. I guess we'll see once Yang gets back up here." Cinder said with a sigh, settling in for the long haul on one of the lounge chairs.

A few minutes later, Weiss entered through the lounge's only entrance, an embarrassed Yang in tow. Like Coco had predicted, Weiss had removed all of Yang's additional toys, leaving her in just the vibrator she'd selected originally. Unlike before, Weiss also hid her identity behind a mask. Despite the lack of press, people talked. It made sense for Weiss to hide her role in all of this from an audience that might run in her father's circles.

"Is everything ready for us, Coco?" Weiss asked her upperclassmen, who was scrolling through her scroll.

"Yep. The crowd is going to get here soon, so its a perfect time to get started." Coco gestured towards an ominous black door in the corner of the room. Weiss smiled. She grabbed Yang's hand and dragged her towards the entrance, gesturing for everyone else to follow.

The door opened to an equally dark hallway, dimly lit by LED strips along the ground. It narrow enough that they had to walk in single-file. Eventually they rounded a corner, revealing a winding staircase. The staircase brought them to another door that Weiss quickly **** them through.

The door opened into a bridge that oversaw the entire arena. No one was looking at up them, but the seats were slowly beginning to fill. On the other side of the bridge was another door. Judging by their height, they were about to enter the gondola. Did that mean that Weiss really was putting them into the 'punishment box'... whatever that meant?

Yang didn't have any time to think as she was pushed through the door. As she walked in and took in her surroundings, the rest of the group gathered behind her. The room was shaped like a doughnut; in other words, there was a large column in the middle that took up nearly all of the space. They were left with only a few feet between the center column and the walls of the room. There was just enough room for chairs to wrap around the entire column at a constant distance. Of course, there was exactly enough chairs for each of them. The walls were clear glass, thankfully covered with dark curtains, leaving the room was just as dark as the hallway, with the exception of some key lighting pointing at the chairs. Yang knew the darkness was a mercy. Once the real event started, Weiss wouldn't hesitate to raise the curtains and reveal their nudity to the crowd.

"Welcome to the real punishment of the night! You see, I wasn't lying earlier when I said this is a charity event. There's nothing that makes the wealthy part with their money like women. Thankfully for today's cause, that's a resource we have in spades. Fortunately for you, this part of the punishment will actually be easy for you. All you have to do is sit there and look pretty during the game. Go ahead and take a seat everyone." Weiss left no room for argument, clearly she was trying to meet the time frame of the game that would start soon.

Soon, all of the losers had picked a seat. They were far enough apart that they could barely talk over the noise of the match beginning below. Weiss gave one final walk around the column, ensuring everyone was sat in their proper place. Without a word, she walked out of the hallway they'd arrived in, leaving them all in the semi-dark room.

Before anyone could get a word in, the scenery around them began to change. Gasps rang out around the column as the curtains began to rise. Actually, that wasn't true! The curtains weren't rising, they were falling! Light slowly began to sleep into their room, but not as violently as the roar of the crowd below. Their eyes went wide as they adjusted to the light, revealing their surroundings.

"Eeep!" It didn't matter who the noise had come from, but regardless, it stirred them out of their shock. Arms flailed to cover their completely exposed forms, while legs crossed in their chairs, **** to maintain the slightest bit of modesty. The crowd below roared even louder as they continued to sink lower and lower, eventually putting them at an intimately low height. As low as they could possibly be without affecting the game could be, but still close enough that every detail could be seen!

"Welcome everyone! I know that you're all eager to prove just how generous you are for tonight's cause! Even if you aren't, I assure you that we brought plenty of incentive for you!" The crowd went ballistic as the announcer's last sentence, "Welcome to the arena, the anonymous huntresses' willing to put their bodies on the line in support of a noble cause!"

Spot lights focused onto the column, as if there wasn't enough attention on them already. The ladies of Valoress squirmed under the light. Surprisingly three of them were taking it much better than the others; their legs only staying crossed to hide their arousal, even as their bodies burned under the view. If they'd been wearing shirts, they'd certainly be hot under the collar.

"Now, while I'm sure everyone here is an expert already, I'll go through tonight's rules again for all of our newbies, including our gracious volunteers. If you're in the crowd, your job is simple! If you want to see our volunteers have some additional fun, you just need to donate! Remember, it all goes to charity! If you look above our famous punishment box, you'll see the items on offer for tonight." From inside the box, the volunteers couldn't actually read whatever it was they were supposedly offering, causing their anxiety to skyrocket.

"As for our volunteers, your goal is also simple! While waiting for your chance to earn your freedom during intermission, encourage as much donations as possible! To motivate you to be as entertaining as possible, whoever makes the most money in a given ten minute time period, avoids that round's addition, which stay on for the rest of the night! Now, for introductions! This is your only time to speak with the audience, so make sure to make it count!" The announcer transitioned right into public speaking after dropping a bomb like that on them.

Thoughts raced through their heads as they desperately tried to plan how they could attract the most 'suitors' in such a short amount of time. They had nothing but their bodies to offer, which of course, was conveniently the best method available to them.

The strips of light along the catwalk lit up entirely green. A single section, as a wide as one girl's seat, lit up red. Like a roulette wheel, it began spinning around, presumably deciding which lucky lady would get to give her speech first. After spinning a few times, it landed on Yang. She nervously stood up, grabbing a hold of the mic that lowered from the ceiling.

"H-Hey everybody! I don't exactly have a speech prepared, but..." Yang let the silence stew for a moment, the crowd went silent as she built up the tension.

Her hands flew to her chest, grabbing a feel of her generous figure, "Titties!" She exclaimed into the mic innocently. The crowd went absolutely nuclear as the bombshell in front of them started things off with a bang. Satisfied with her speech, Yang returned to her seat.

The mic rotated through the rest of the girls. Cinder had played it cool, appealing to the men and women who curled under her dominating gaze. Emerald had been nervous, but the exotic hair of her disguise made her a crowd favorite regardless. Pyrrha's nervousness had drawn attention, but likely not enough to make a lasting impression, despite her fantastic figure. Blake's cat ears, still present but colored differently, had a certain appeal that was impossible to ignore. Neo had went up to the mic and shown the crowd that she could be anyone. She had returned to her seat as a mirror image as the heroine of a popular TV show and an instant favorite.

Last, but certainly not least, Ruby strode up to the mic, nervous as one would expect in such a scenario. Her normal cuteness was amplified further by the uniqueness of her disguised albino white hair. The crowd waited quietly for her to start. After a few moments of collecting herself, Ruby opened her mouth.

"Umm, Hi! I tried to come up with something to say while everyone else was talking, but I couldn't because of how turned on I am from all this--and now I'm way over sharing, great. Anyway, uhh," Ruby smiled and turned around, showing her rear to the audience, "I brought my own plug?" Ruby said cheekily, spreading her firm cheeks for proof. The crowd stewed on it for only a moment before reaching their loudest peak of the night so far, spurred on by Ruby's innocent demeanor; especially with how it contrasted with her words.

"What a round of introductions that was! Now! The players are ready and so are you! Let's begin the first round!"