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"My shepherd's pie is reeeaaaaddy!" Alina suddenly bursts out in a singsong voice. As she looks up from her cooking, however, she realizes that she is quite behind the times. "Ew, yucky!" she exclaims as her wide eyes fall on Wowbagger's crushed form.
"Ooooh! Cooking! I can make shepherd's pie!" Alina exclaims breathlessly, bustling over to collect her ingredients.
Alina had mostly stayed quiet throughout the zero-th round, other than to giggle when Mittens declared him/her/itself as Team Leader. Now, however, she finally pipes up, eyes wide. "Wait. A music competition? Really? Like, we're supposed to just pick something and be all musical?" She pouts. "I can't carry a tune in a bucket, and I am NOT going to risk breaking a nail on some silly musical instrument!" She suddenly perks up. "I CAN indulge in some interpretive dance, though!" It's as awful as it sounds.
*squees and runs in circles in excitement*
"Is it time for my interview yet? Oh! Oh! I hope I'm not too late!" Alina Malain bustles into the interview room, garbed in a rather fetching red corseted dress and matching heels, topped off with a red, lace-trimmed hat. Her makeup is immaculate, and her eyes are brilliant with excitement, her red-lipped mouth smiling wide. She throws herself into the chair in front of the cameras and beams. "Hello, viewers! My name is Alina, and I hope that I'm the contestant you all will be rooting for!" She shifts in the chair, her wide, unblinking eyes flitting around. "I'm sure you're all wondering why I'm here; well, you see, it was totally not my fault! I mean, just look at me! I'm obviously not your usual death row inmate!" She frowns, just on the verge of pouting. "I was just flying along in my Reliant hovercar, minding my own business, chatting with my darling friend Sierra on the vid-phone, and this car-full of thugs bumped into me! ME! Then, THEN, when we all grounded to exchange our hyper-insurance information, they yelled at me for talking on the phone! As if it was my fault!" Miss Malain's grin suddenly returns, her wide eyes shining. "The nerve of those fools! But the looks on their faces, well, while they still had faces that is, when I carved them all up into tiny tiny little pieces of blubbery flesh was fantastic! That's a bunch of idiots that won't hassle a poor girl all on her lonesome again!" Alina looks directly into the camera and puts on her most winning smile. "So that's why I hope you'll root for me! I stand up to bullies, and if that's a crime, well then, I'm a criminal, but cute little me will be standing up to EVERY bully in this contest, and I'm gonna win!" |
