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We're on a highway to the danger zone

[1-Gloval]

[In honor of the creation of Macross City's first TV station after it got teleported to space, there's a beauty pagent-the Miss Macross contest! And if you're a lovely lady, or very pretty man, you too can enter! What could your act be?]

[2-combat]

[Well it's happening again: The Macross is in a pitched battle alongside you against an excessive number of bad guys! Are you a dutiful soldier? A rebellious hothead? Someone who keeps making fun of how Misa looks like a grandma? Whichever is the case, and no matter who you're up against, there's missiles everywhere.]

[3-Bunnies]

[Some other time, who can be found wandering the city but Glova's Har-er, I mean the bridge operators for the ship.]

Hmm...We've been to the disco a lot, we should find something else to do...

Well, there's that Zwei Wing concert soon. That should be fun.

Oh! What kind of dresses do you think they'll wear this time?

[Even off-duty, they seem inseparable.]

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*A pretty young girl in a cute swimsuit enters the stage. She's bringing... a cage?*

Hello everyone. My name is Elena Ivanov, and these are my pigeons. Say hello to the audience, Mr Fluffo, Miss Maria, Mr Tanjidor, Old Roon.

For my act, I'm going to release the pigeons...

Then hit them with my throwing knives before they escape this hall.

...Ah, is that so. It must be quite difficult to throw trick knives with such accuracy...

Trick knives? I could use trick knives? But they won't stick to the pigeons!

[Gloval says nothing, but his face tells all. Meanwhile two stagehands come up to escort Elena offstage for an emergency makeup check.]

Something more casual I hope, the last few were a bit too extravagant for me.

Hm...?

Ah, it's miss Kanade!

[Cue exaggerated WHAT reactions from Vanessa and Kim.]

Come on, don't look too surprised.

It's a small ship after all.

I suppose that's true...

Still, it's not every day you just run into a celebrity! And right as you're talking about them, too!

Hey, hey miss Kanade! Can you sign my CD?

Of course.

[She even pulls out her own marker, an idol had to be prepared after all.]

Well I just ran into Miss Macross a bit earlier so I know the feeling.

[CD Status: Signed]

Edited 2014-03-12 08:15 (UTC)

Yay! Just wait until I tell everyone about this!

We're right here, Shammy...

Ah! So what'd you think of our very own idol?

She's...a lot more modest compared to me.

Her Idol origin story is a lot better than mine though, it's hard to beat winning a Space Battleship Pageant.

To show my appreciation for Earth's culture and the hope for cooperation between our civilizations, I decided to perform a fragment of Der Ring der Nibelungen in my people's native language. I shall play the role of Brunhilde.

[Apparently opera about Norse mythology is performed in Egyptian clothes now? Eh, close enough!]

[The crowd is...less than pleased, but they sit down and listen anyways. Some of the judges just look at each other, as if asking each other what the hell is going on...but not Gloval.

He just sits back in his chair and closes his eyes. And is that...a smile?]

[Hetepheres glances aside at a technician (who happens to be a 1 meter long scarab), who turns on the music. She waits a few seconds for the right moment i deep focus, then spreads her hands and starts to sing.

And there it begins. It's not that she doesn't put any passion into her performance - quite the opposite, in fact. But there is a reason Brunhilde's part was written for a soprano: because when a low-voiced bug alien starts to loudly call out in a weird language that souds suspiciously like someone added actual vowels and consonants to insect clicking, it sounds terrifying as balls. It's like a call to war from an angry goddess.

Considering that she's playing a valkyrie, perhaps it's appropriate.]

[And this results and very awkward looks from the judges and audience. "What was that?" "Is she trying to make us feel stupid...?" "What's a monster like that even doing here...""Who even let some alien monster enter..."

Gloval is silent for a while, before he opens his eyes and speaks.]

The Immolation of Brunnhilde, if I'm not mistaken...

[Any sort of comments come to an end as he leans back in his chair and makes a somewhat exaggerated pose of deep thought. Of course, now he has to do the whole mediator between races thing...and this was supposed to be an easy task...]

...A one of a kind performance, that's for sure...Does your world have its own operas?

No. As far as I know, this kind of lyrical performance is unique to Earth.

This is precisely the reason why I chose it.

Is that so...[Good god her face hasn't moved in minutes]

Well, we'll...keep that in mind...

[Still, Heph is one of the first ones eliminated.]

[Earthling culture must be in decline on this ship if they don't appreciate classic opera anymore!]

Miss Macross? What the hell? Did everyone miss a memo that there's a war going on? You'd have to be insane to participate!

And what am I doing here anyway?!

[Says the next participant before being shoved on-stage.]

[Gloval, being here mostly for window dressing, is sort of passively watching while the other judges grill her.]

"Contestant number 13...Yukine Chris, is it?"
"Why don't you tell everyone a bit about yourself."

Tell everyone? No way. I'm not here to talk. I'm here... to sing!

The atmosphere's kinda dull so someone's gotta change that!

[Suddenly, stage fireworks! And they're not just a one off thing, we have huge flaming pyres like it was the most 90s metal concert ever. While Chris starts singing a certain foul-mouthed song.]

[Kids these days, with their heavy metal and their steroids and everything.]

That was...an interesting performance.

So? Do I win, or what?

Well, there are still several other rounds to go...

[The other judges are excitedly talking amongst themselves. It looks good!]

[The next contestant enters the stage, a rather tall, lanky girl wearing what appears to be some kind of school uniform. She doesn't seem to be very comfortable being here on stage, yet there she is, ready to start her performances when asked.]

Aaaah, Kugimiya. I didn't expect to see you here...Well, start whenever you want.

Thank you.

[Kei nodded at the direction to start, her expression not seeming any more at ease with the go ahead. She quickly began singing a sappy, rather childish love song. The vision of unspoiled innocence and purity that the choice of song was most likely intended to convey was ruined by how much her expression darkened as she sang it, creating a rather odd effect. As the song came to an end, Kei muttered something under her breath that those with good hearing might be able to pick up.]

Damn those press officers.

[Yeah and Gloval's going to have a bit of a chuckle at your expense. Until one of the other judges asks him what's so funny, at least.]

Ah, it's nothing... [serious face regained.]

Thank you, that was an excellent performance.

[Kei bowed as he thanked her, looking notably relieved that it was all over.]

Thank you. Do you need anything more?

Thank you. Thank you all. I am very glad to be here keeping everyone's spirits up.

Now, I could sing a love song, or something simple and heartfelt like Hey Jude...

But the hell with it, let's go to Motown.

[And Meredith does, and she can't stop grinning, and it's amazing.]

[And Gloval is content to just watch. Though, that is certainly a bit more...racy, than he was expecting. It's space miss america, for god's sake.]

That was...very interesting.

[God the bunnies will never let him live this down]

[Meredith knows full well 'Zhat was very interestink' actually means 'what the hell did I just watch.' Oh well. She takes her bow anyway and walks into the back.]

[FFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU - oh, wait, no, he's got this. Josh has got this. Honest.

First thing first, setting up the automated PDS head vulcans. Closes his eyes, thinks of Yuuki, and her inevitable witticisms about all the missiles, ALL OF THEM. Done. That'll help.

Then he takes his pulse rifle and starts shooting down EVERYTHING coming close to him in short, controlled bursts of psychokinetic hellfire. But is he going to be quick enough on the draw to deal with an honest-to-god Macross Missile Massacre?]

Edited 2014-03-13 10:58 (UTC)

AU-06! You're out too far, fall back!

[Yeah those Gnerls sure do love giving you missiles for presents.]

Edited 2014-03-13 15:24 (UTC)

What do you thi- I mean, yes sir, right away sir!

(So yeah, he's making an attempt at an organized retreat through gritted teeth.

It's not going to be enough.

He holds out his arm, to... catch a missile on his shoulder?)

Kilo squadron, move to point 104 and support AU six!

[You've got friendlies inbound, but they're not here just yet. So have fun with missiles.]

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Seiyuu joke, go!

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i have known you for five minutes and I love you, also prompt 2

It's more like one hour and 15 minutes but hey who's counting

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