Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25628880-20151111183145/@comment-10860529-20151116030440

Protip for novice shapeshifters: never use a hand-me-down swan maiden robe to transform yourself fifteen minutes before arriving at an annual beauty pageant. Especially when taking it off is not said shapeshifter's strong points.

Nubby wings, long neck, grey down feathers – all signs of a healthy cygnet, even with the patches of white that graced her bird body. Griselle waddled backstage, dodging passed girls who ran in late with a scowl on her beak. She didn't recognize most of the contestants, but those thick brown curls could be spotted from anywhere. A familiar face? Finally, she thought. Listening in on a convo or two, the girl-turned-baby-bird wormed herself under the remaining vanitys yet to be inhabited. If she was going to ask for help taking off her cloak, she'd rather the other contestants not notice her yet.

...except not all of the dressers in that row were uninhabited.

Had her wings been fully developed, then she would have covered her beak to muffle the squeaky "HONK" she made after bumping head first into the blonde mermaid's wheelchair. Venus's little boast from earlier hadn't gone unnoticed, cue inner monologue; ''Of all people? Really?''

As Griselle tried (and failed via tripping) to duck under the next vacant vanity, she wondered for a moment if she was chosen for sympathy's sake. Even were this the case, the girl was determined to prove that she was more than just a pitty-vote.

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''((Would add on another starter for my two spectators, but I recall talk earlier in the wikia chatroom regarding Rishi being a possible host? A little confused as to the conclusion ot that, just curious.))''