The Judgening Begins

[This is pretty much a copy of The Judgening, so you can skip it if you read that already.]

"Well then. Let's make sure our costumes are in order and present them to each other," Annabelle suggests. Everyone moves around a bit, twisting and stretching to make sure everything is as it should be. When everyone is settled Anabelle is standing in front of a trio of Buccaneers lined up on the edge of the bed, one pet on either side of you.

"So, how are you gonna decide that I'm the Best Buccaneer?" asks Tibby.

"Well, firstly, we will take turns introducing ourselves and our costumes."

"Uh, ok. I'm Tibby and..."

"No, your BUCCANEER name!"

"Oh. I'm Captain Fang and ye best beware of me claws too!" said Tibby. "Like that?" When she gets a nod, she continues. "I'm wearing this dress because it seems timeless. While it might look like I've been at sea for a long time, the truth is that this dress represents the fact that I was marooned by my previous crew onto a desert island. I lived there for a long time until I was rescued by John and his ship. It was on the boat that I found these incredible boots." She starts stroking them and crosses her legs so that everyone can get a good look at them. Just to make sure she starts swinging the top boot.

You push on her back. "No, not here. Get up there and give us a fashion show like the diva you are." You don't have to ask her twice.

She uncrosses her legs and is off the bed like a rocket. She hip-checks Anabelle playfully which just makes the fringe and dangling lavender ribbons of her dress sway. "Get outta my limelight, honey." She then holds out her arms to strike a pose while Anabelle takes the empty spot beside you on the bed. Tibby now has one hand on her hip and the other behind her head. This gives you a great view of the dark green dress that goes from her neck to halfway down her legs. She sticks out her leg on the side that is slit from the hem to her hip. The black boots just make her skin more noticeable. The dark colour of the dress does the same thing for the jagged slit over her stomach and ribcage that looks like a cat scratched at the dress. "But if you want to judgen the booty, you gotta see the booty," she says as she twirls around. The motion has her skirt lifting just a little bit, the back of the skirt near the slit swaying out even more as the air catches and pulls. Not enough to see her butt, just enough to make it look like there is room to explore. But then your eye catches sight of the slash from her shoulder to the small of her back. That looks like another place exploring hands could seek.

"Looking good, but now it's my turn." Ashley bounces off the bed and runs at Tibby with her arms in front of her to push her away.

Tibby ducks out of the way, making Ashley stumble past her until she's caught by Annabelle. While Tibby skips back to the bed, Ashley removes her face from Annabelle's cleavage and does her best to pretend that's not where it landed. She checks to make sure her head covering is straight and scrunches up her face. "Arrgh, I be the ferocious Captain Daggertooth, scourge of the seven seas! When I boards a ship the crew jumps overboard, knowing my bite is as deadly as a shark's, and hoping me twin daggers don't slit their slimy throats first! That's why I'm known as the Cutthroat Cottontail. This skirt was as white as me shirt once but now it's soaked in the blood of men I've slain." The way she hefts her breasts to draw attention to her shirt and shakes her hips to make the red skirt swish detracts from her speech a little, but it's a ten out of ten for presentation.

Ashley calls you up next, and Tibby nudges your shoulder to get you moving. You take your place in front of the bed and strike a confident pose, looking up with your hands at your hips while your coat falls open. "I am the renowned Captain Barefoot. After deserting from the navy because of the lack of skirt-wearing wenches, I set off behind the wheel of a stolen ship. I defeated every soldier that was sent after me and began preying on the merchant ships of her majesty's royal trade fleet. On the way, I recruited a more or less loyal crew of the fairer sex who fell in love with me on sight because of my bared chest and rugged good looks." As you say this, you push your hands back further, taking your coat with you to expose your abs completely and even more of your chest.

"I bet," Annabelle says sarcastically. She stands to move beside you. "I am Captain Bell, Pirate Queen of the Sea! I bear the scars of a hundred battles, but I never lost a single fight. My life of crime began with an act of **** after my eye was taken from me. I was a wanted woman after what I did that day, so I took to the seas where I proved I have what it takes to rule. When I board a ship, the crew doesn't have time to jump overboard before their heads are rolling on the deck." While she talks, Annabelle swings her cutlasses through the air in motions that are at once elegant and sensual. Her dance-like movements end when one blade is aimed at you and the other points at the sitting Ashley. "Now that we've all introduced ourselves, methinks it's time for a decision!"