AFW SUPER SPECIAL: Hangman Game!

Mara blinked as she got buzzed.

"Wha-? Wait!! I wasn't guessing yet.. I was asking Santa's helper if I should guess it." As she spoke the incorrect word appeared on the board, Mara covered her mouth with with a look of fear and sorrow to Mina Mistletoe.

"Oh noes... now there not going to be any Christmas kawaii's for sure.."

Mina was face palming constantly it seemed at this, everything that was happening, all the guesses that just seemed absurd or crazy,people coming out and guessing entire words, it was all just crazy and she regretted partaking in this event, well she didn't have a choice, and knowing the psycho's that run this place even if she said she didn't want to, they would most likely kidnap her and force her to do this.

Upon Natsumi guessing the correct letter, Mina let out a loud and long sigh of relief, as she didn't want to take of anymore clothes, and she didn't want to freeze anymore than she already did, this was a cruel even no doubt, all she could really hope for was that when Cassie stepped up again, she wouldn't botch again, as she head the letter she guessed she knew that it must be a part of one of the words at least....but that wasn't the case, as it was another wrong guess.

" GAH! DAMMIT! YOU JUST! UGH! STAY QUIET FROM NOW ON! " Mina shouted out angrily as she was then asked to remove her pants, she blushed a great deal, as she was still trying to cover her chest with her arms, she slowly moved them down and began to unzip her pants and pull them down, " YOU HAPPY NOW! You're all Idiots" Mina shouted out, before she pointed at Cassie, " you guess incorrectly again, and I will sue you're ass!"

"I'm not an idiot." Cassie assured her captain. "I got very good grades. Um, here..." She began to remove her coat to give to her Mina, but was stopped short by the powers that be.

"Oh." She blushed again. "Sorry. You've just got to get moving! Run in place, or... Burpees! Down, out, pushup! In, up, jump!" She suddenly felt like she shouldn't be talking and looked at the floor.

At first, it was just a fun ride with that PPV, but when she had uttered her letter, the announcer shattered the funny feelings to pieces and replaced it with a mean thought at that calendar shot she had made and submitted to the AFW Board of talent relation. And the airhead that turned around the letter from the titantron was no help at all and made it even worse by calling her mister. From today's point of view, she had no idea what had influenced her to send that picture in. Maybe the thought that bigger was better in fighting? Damn media for planting strange thoughts in the heads of young women!
That's just great. A Russian Smurf and a Balloon-head mock me with looking gross after building up muscles. A Russian woman of all the people!
She had no idea that Val was of finish decent, just that *Nyet* was a Russian word. The only thing that she knew for sure was that Russian Athletes had taken steroids in the UDSSR like there was no tomorrow when bodybuilding or weightlifting.

Staying calm and smiling as sweet as possible she left the stage for now and suppressed the desire to smash the head of Wells into the titantron.
At least Balloon-head tried to be nice.
she thought when she arrived where her team had hopefully assembled, put her hands together behind her back and took a deep breath while seeking a relaxed stand beside them, taking care that no microphone was nearby to hear her or no camera focused in for a close-up for lip reading.
At least my buildup was clean and it's already got less in every department. Was young and needed the money. At least I didn't sell out on the back and was clothed all the time. Wouldn't have been searched so long at the airport today if I was still looking hulked...
She muttered, a little sad, angry and embarrassed at the same time over the situation, kicking away a small imaginary stone with the top of her left boot.

I guess you're right, Bunny-ears. There will surely be no Christmas Kawaii for us.
she sighed lighty, but it was not all bleak. The fits of rage from the other team's captain made her smile a little bit. And up to that, both captains lost clothing after clothing and gave better sight to their bodies.

Natsumi, who had left the stage after guessing correctly was pushed back into the scene by a trio of mean maids, and now she wasn't wearing her t-shirt either. Only in a bra and panties Natsumi gave the maids a mean look and then walked again to Wells.

"They said I can't get my clothes back until this ends." she explained Wells pouting. "So... Lets end this nonesense!" she added clearly angered.

"Next letter is... H..."

The three maids who were servants to the General manager and known colloquially as The Morrigan, had been in back prepping prospective contestants. With their humiliation at the hands of the staff, they were more gracious and dutiful and maintained a calm composure away from the spotlight.

But Morrigan, the leader, was looking to take out some frustrations and had found that picking on Natsumi was at least a little stress relieving.

When Wells saw Natasumi return, she let out a sigh. "Thank goodness, there were supposed to be more people than there is. If you left... W-WAIT! Why are you wearing LESS CLOTHES!?"

"She is like bear!" Valkoinen chimed in and clenched her fist. "Except she is not with the having blubbery fat. How is she with the staying warm?" Val tilted her head. "Is she with the being lean mean surviving machine? Surely she is with the being green!"

Wells looked at Valkoinen. "Wow, Val! That was great I didn't know that you could rhyme like that!"

"What are you with the talking about, squeaky weaky, wells." Val said with an annoyed look.

"Ah... Ah! J-just guess, Natsumi!"

[quote="Kitten":252u1xkc]"Next letter is... H..."