The bubbles invade the camera again as the title artwork for “Reddit’s Rising Stars” flashes on screen. A loud bang can be heard, announcing the entrance of the next queen.
HER MAJESTY, CLAUDETTE
Hi! I’m Her Majesty, Claudette and I am from Ontario, Canada! I also happen to be both the token bald AND trans queen. Claudette is inspired by times of the past as well as characterization, some of her favourite sets are based off Oogie Boogie, Tamatoa and, her namesake, Claude Frollo. First and foremost Claudette is a character illusionist. She embraces the character she puts in performance and looks! But don’t let that fool you because Claudette is still her own woman!
The name Claudette came from, as I mentioned, Judge Claude Frollo from the Hunchback of Notre Dame. I took the name as Hellfire got me to overcome stage fright. Many of my looks come from nobility, or big personality characters, due to how I like to look regal I chose Her Majesty to complete my name!
Claudette is very high fashion, creative and extravagant. I joined this season to show off my creativity with my looks, my skills at creation and my fierceness at lipsyncs! I hope to achieve what, I hope, all of these girls came for, the crown! Though I’m also just excited to show my drag off and prove myself to the world!
LOOK: Claudette’s look is split into two different looks at first glance. On her right side she has on a large victorian dress. The dress is in an aquatic style per the theme of the promo looks. The dress is a deep blue like that of the depths of the ocean, and, it has several aquatic creatures all around the dress such as sharks, whales, all kinds of fish, dolphins and starfish. One thing very clearly missing though were any form of octopus. But, at a longer glance at the dress you would realize it seems the dress is extremely tattered and at the bottom of it is… tentacles. Some of which are poking out of the drenched rips of the bottom of the dress. These said tentacles are purple at the top with a green bottom. Two tentacles sit at the bottom while there is two going through the holes. There is also a tentacle (designed into the dress, as opposed to a prosthetic like the other four were) that lashes across the stomach area and makes it appear like the animals are fleeing (again though it was designed like this to make it seem like the animals are fleeing from a sudden lash out). Then there is the other half of the outfit. A very tight fitted purplish black dress that tightly hugs all of Claudette’s curves. There are two more tentacles at the bottom on that side (making a total of four on the ground). Her feet are not able to be seen due to the design of the dresses which both sides covered the feet up. Her “tentacles” or at least 6 of them (the four at the bottom and the two in the tears of the dress) all are prosthetic tentacles and were painted like that of Morgana’s tentacles, as were the other 3. Claudette also holds a trident, modeled after that of King Triton’s, this triton also happens to have the controls for the prosthetics.
Once getting to the top of the left dress her skin is a complete green color, and it seems to be the green is “spilling” onto the right side as well as there was basically branches of green on the right side making it seem as if the left side was taking over the right. Her right arm was mostly untouched though some of it had turned green on the backside of the arm. She had long sharp red dagger like acrylics on her left side while her right side had natural nails that were painted blue. She was also in possession of a crown, specifically one based off King Triton’s. Finally, there was her face.
The left side, like the rest of it is clearly based off of Morgana from the Little Mermaid II. The hair is exactly like that of Morgana’s, with the very tall greenish-blue hair with streaks of silver that all is practically reaching for the sky. Her eyeshadow is even more dramatic than that of Morgana’s usual with a deep greyish purple eyeshadow and incredibly long lashes. And her lipstick is also a very bright red color. Her lips are in a giant wicked smile like that of a shark. Then there was the right side of head which is… Breathtaking. Her lips are a deep blue color with little designs on it, but there also was some red leaking from her lips. Red like blood. Her face was very clearly “intended” to be just a typical blue oceany look. But, like her chest, green was pouring onto the right side of the face. Claudette was bald on the right side of her head, as was very traditional with her. But one thing sticked out extremely. A purple and green tentacle had come up from her chest and the end of it was at the top of her head. Claudette’s right side was a look of pain as, all around the painted tentacle, was dripping blood (all of which was actually just make-up). But the design of the head there, the fake blood and the painted tentacle looked as if a real tentacle had just slapped itself down on her head and caused a large pain upon impact that caused her to bleed.
Claudette is turned to the side, only showing off the Morgana look first. She cackled violently slamming down her trident. She reached into her cleavage to pull out Triton’s crown and putting it on her head. As she moved she also made the tentacles she had move around bending and kind of twirling before turning to show off Claudette herself. She looked slowly her face unmoving before her lips curled into a small grin as she began to look around while moving dramatically. She out her hand across her face feigning pain and sadness. Turning to show both looks she reached her arm out, a calm face of regality now having been donned by her face. She truly looks and acts in a majestic way when she shows both sides at once. Closing out, she signed “Your Queen, Claudette, shall soon rule!” to show her appreciation and pride in the ASL community.
The next queen dons a dapper octopus suit as she makes her way onto the set, filling the room with her joyous presence.
PORTIA BELLA MUSHROOM
My name is Portia Bella Mushroom, I’m 26 years old, and I’m a big fish in a little pond. You might have heard of it. Los Angeles? No big deal.
Portia Bella Mushroom is a pun. The name started as a joke. Portobello Mushrooms. Yum. I love em. Then in college, I went through a phase where I was taking a ton of psychedelics. I went to this music festival and accidentally ate an entire bag of shroomies by myself. I got lost in a bog and I happened upon a swamp witch deep in the woods who performed a miraculous filthy rock concert for me. Her dark energy permeated my spirit and transformed me into the most gorgeous creature alive. It also crystallized to the name and thus, Portia Bella Mushroom was born.
It’s tough to compress ALL THIS into just three words. But I’d say my drag is Colorful, Freaky, Clownery
Let me make one thing clear. I am already a superstar. Portia Bella Mushroom is on the rise and I’m not gonna rest until there ain’t a bitch who don’t respect my name. And the best way I know how? Stomping out the competition. I have an opportunity here for a second chance at a first impression. I’m more than just a Dragula ghoul. I’m an absolute unit and a fierce entertainer. I’m not worried about any other girls or their abilities. I’m here to push myself to the limit and show the world the boundaries of drag as an art form. It’s easy to be kind when no one else is a threat to your dreams. In a room full of girls trying to be one thing, I’m going to be myself. There’s nothing more punk than that.
I’m want nothing less than a crown on my head. Dragula was my first attempt at putting myself out there and I allowed myself to feel fear. It tanked me at the top 3 when I should’ve shone the brightest. I’m not going to flop at the finish line ever again. I have a vendetta and I’m here to fulfill it. This isn’t a drag race. It’s a fucking sprint away from a rabid lion. And I don’t trip. Not in these heels.
Reddit rising stars is gonna be the sickest show you’ve ever seen. These new girls smell blood in the water. They just haven’t realized it’s theirs.
LOOK: A shadow, lit by the cerulean backlight, stands striking an menacing ethereal pose. The legs seem far too lengthy, the arms, extended outward end in spindly squiggles of shape, the head appears elongated and wide. It slopes upward to a gentle point. The front is hidden by the blinding lights yet certain details can be seen. A glow of neon pink sloshes with every undulating pulse of a heart shape near the core of the shadow’s chest. Other colors glow lightly from the body. A orange-ish brown liver and a bright neon yellow bladder low on the queen’s thick trunk. The lights, too bright, obscure her greater details for a moment before they begin to reverie. As the lights from behind flash and die, a pale white light illuminates the silhouette from below revealing Portia Bella Mushroom.
“These other girls have no heart. Luckily, I’ve got enough for everyone.”
The light shines upwards immediately through the overly tall platform stripper heeled shoes. The bases are a thick chunky slab of clear glass or perhaps crystal. They catch and prism the white light, casting rainbows upon the floor. Her feet are immersed in a powdery white pasty paint which crawls up her long attractive legs intermingled with the occasional white rhinestone.
The paint meets her garment, a large suit made of a polyurethane-esque material. It continues to climb and cover as much recognizable body within. The plastic is not vitreous but rather fogged and slightly blurs the shapes inside of the shell. The pant element, roughly the length of Capris, ends at her stunning calves. The polyurethane suit bulges away from her body as if it were a blown up balloon. Small details such as a carefully patterned circle appliqué along the chest all also are made of the semi-opaque plastic material.
The suit one might recognize as a classical reference to the harlequin clown Truffaldino of the commedia dell'arte. The jacobian collar, also made of misty plastic, extends in a massive frilled circumference around the queen’s thick neck.
Portia’s round mug stands above the waves of hazy material. Her face too is painted with the matte white powder. Standing out amongst her bleached white features are a disgusting pair of engorged glowing red lips. They looked swollen, As if an allergy had filled them beyond the realms of plastic surgery. Her eyes, lined with a thick coat of black liner, bat coyly at the viewer as she flicks her tongue across the prosthetic neon lips.
Her turquoise blue hair is not easily visible as it is pulled up and tucked messily beneath a unique wide hat. The hat is un-brimmed and it rises upwards widening into a ovular shape with a ridge bent upon the center. It wraps around the back of her head giving a distinct shape.
Portia reaches up a finger to dab at the lipstain upon her face. Her fingers end in silly white tentacles attached to her knuckles. She draws one of the bouncy extensions across her bottom lip before giving a playful sudden bite at her own finger. Her own joke makes her laugh. She cackles at her own joke with great enthusiasm, gripping at her costume and doubling over with gleeful chuckles. She composes herself and looks directly into the camera with a joyful grin.
The next queen has come to ruffle up the competition, spinning and twirling her way into frame.
PRIESTLY BORDEN
I've gone through many names, mostly because I'm on the run most of the time, but as of right now, Priestly. Priestly Borden. My age? Oh, it's been many years since... Many years in general, to be quite frank. But my age? Stone Age. Let’s say that.
I currently live in New York—I used to live in Chicago, more specifically a mental asylum in Chicago but I have since very obviously escaped and am now on the run from the feds. So. Yeah. New York.
My drag name is my real name and names do not matter to me as I've gone through so many, but Priestly Borden is a favorite of mine. Priestly because of Miranda Priestly, and Borden because I like the name. Not that there's any connotation to that name, right?
Oh, adjectives! Those are fun! Let's see: I'm sexy but in an unorthodox kind of way. I'm crazy in a clinically diagnosed kind of way. And I'm quite [retracted] in a very obvious kind of way. Bleep that last one out.
I want to be apart of this because, well, I've never really been apart of anything in general. You guys seem fun and fun is something I like to look for, along with horses.
Oh, I hope to achieve true enlightenment, similar to how Gandhi and Elon Musk have in their lifetimes. Oh, you mean in this competition? Well, I hope to achieve… some asses to kick. Some wins maybe. Maybe a meaningless crown. Does the prize include horses? Because if so, horses.
Oh, I’ve said so many of my last words before. This isn’t new to me.
LOOK: Priestly's look is inspired by the white ruffled nudibranch. The main piece of Priestly’s look is a jacket taking inspiration from Galliano for Dior, the Fall/Winter show. The jacket is a heavenly white and tight at her upper body before becoming loose, falling to the floor and leads into a long train.
The jacket, made of slick shiny vinyl, has the bodice covered in ruffles similar to the white ruffled nudibranch. The sleeves and the shoulders are completely covered with big white folded circular ruffles with black at the trim, similar to the ruffles of the aforementioned nudibranch. There are so many ruffles that the size of the jacket becomes similar to that of the reference picture, creating the illusion of over-exaggerated sleeves and shoulders. The bodice of the jacket is also covered, the size of the ruffles getting smaller and smaller before disappearing at the top of her hips. The trim of the jacket also has these same ruffles but much smaller, the size of flowers.
The jacket is joined together at her navel. The outfit Priestly has under is a white latex belt with a black trim, with a black buckle as well, around her flat chest. Around her waist is a white corset and hanging off of it is a vinyl white skirt that hits the floor, slick and shiny like the sea slugs nudibranches are. The skirt starts immediately at her waist, the tiniest part cinched by the corset, a white peplum with a black trim coming out of it. The skirt is covered in discreet thin black lines that look like scribbling, meant to evoke the black lining of the nudibranch ruffles.
The skirt flares out at at the knee and hits the floor just right. The skirt has a black trim at the bottom while the thin black scribbles are still present on the flared bottom, which is shaped into a dome.
Priestly’s makeup has her lips painted with slick black lipstick with ink-black feathered eyebrows. Covering her eyes, fastened around her whole head, is a strip of white circle ruffles with black lining, like a row of roses. She is bald for this runway. Hanging from her ears are black pipe cleaner-esque earrings, bent into a warped and scribble-like formation. Her shoes are white armadillo shoes with a clear black heel.
Her presentation starts as she struts forward, her hands clasped together so it looks like the sleeves of the jacket are one. The camera cuts between images of her spinning and twirling, grabbing the hem of her jacket, and her strutting forward. As she nears the camera as she struts, the spinning and twirling slows, her back facing the camera as she peaks up from behind the jacket. The strutting scene of her also slows. As she is by the camera in her strutting scene, her hands unclasp and she clicks her fingers together at the camera as she leaves the frame.
The camera pans over to the next queen, serving double D’s on a platter and giving sex, sex, sex to the camera.
SIR VING COX
My name is Sir Ving Cox, I’m 24 years old from Syracuse, New York originally, but I lived in Singapore, Dubai, Paris, Miami and Nantucket for … business.
My drag is extremely feminine, bodylicious and sexy, and I love how the word *Sir* contrasts with that. Ving is slang for a person who always flirts and is in the mood. Very me. And Cox is just my sugar daddy’s last name. I love how this is a very professional sounding name I can use at networking cocktails to introduce myself with confidence.
3 words to describe my drag? No means yes.
A bitch could use a sugar daddy upgrade, so I hope to attract hot mens’ attention and if not I will make one of the hosts my new husband. Also, I’d love to show these tired gimmicky Miss Perfect bitches what real drag is all about. The body queen is queer, bitches.
I hope to achieve manipulating the judges into crowning me.
Your show needs me to bring in the ratings from confused straight mens. To the other girls, just know that a nice breastplate and padded ass DOES make me better than yalls skinny ass Aquaria wannabes. I’m like a road, I got curves and manholes, and if you cross me, you might get hurt.
LOOK: For her MTQ, Sir Ving Cox is serving yall the LARGEST BONY FISH alive, the mythic Oarfish (https://imgur.com/gallery/ZAdbL) or WHOREfish. This look symbolizes her unique beauty and how rare of a sight she is.
Her hair is a beautiful candy apple red wavy wig, representing the wavy mane of the oarfish. Her hair is very full and shoulders length. While being interviewed, Sir Ving Cox flirtaciously plays with her hair. You can tell she is very self-conscious about her hair looking good.
The makeup also draws inspiration from the Oarfish. The eye lids are a pale blue garage doors type makeup, while lush gravity defying red lashes circumvent Sir Ving Cox’s vision. Each individual lash is shaped like the oarfish’s antennas: they start like a simply linear hair and end with a red fluffy looking ball. Her lip is a beautiful red that matches the hair perfectly, which is complimented by beautiful rosy cheeks. Miss Sir Ving Cox’s nose is skinny yet pronounced. It is different from most queens’ nose since Sir Ving is embracing her natural nose instead of contouring it to the gawds Raven style. Therefore, her look is very fresh and natural.
Sir Ving Cox’s outfit is a beautiful yet simple baby blue bikini made out of fake shiny fish scales. This Ali Express bikini displays its design : https://www.aliexpress.com/item/-/32834268630.html. But don’t get fooled, hers is much more expensive since it was offered by one of her desperate ex sugar daddies. Miss Thing’s top looks like it’s about to explode because of how tight the tiddies are inside of it. Her breastplate is the star of the outfit, which was very important to Sir Ving who wanted to make sure her best assets are showing for her MTQ look without doing too much.
The bikini bottom is very provoking. Production had to have an emergency meeting before deciding to allow it. Also covered in fish scales, the front is a simple and small triangle covering a very flat tuck, while the back is an even smaller triangle covering … not much. The padded ass is hidden by a simple wire belt with sea themed symbols (starfishes, conches and fishes) made out of copper hanging from it.
Sir Ving Cox’s shoe is a simple blue opened pump, decorated with red fluffy fabric on top of an invisible plastic shoe strap. The same fluffy fabric is glued on her body to create a line that starts from the shoulders all the way to her hands, ending as a one finger red fluffy glove on each hand. The other fingers are nailed with long deep red claws. The body is bronzed and moisturized to the gawds. No body hair can be sighted.
A cloud of bubbles slowly dissipates, revealing a big breasted woman with red hair hitting a sexy pose with her ass out at a side angle and an arm straight in the air with the other holding it mid way like she’s smelling her armpit, but in an inexplicably very sexual way. This is the first time America is blessed with the sight of a God-like entity : Sir Ving Cox. Everyone will remember where they were and what they were doing when they saw Sir Ving for the first time, just like 9-11.
Sir Ving Cox starts moving her arms on top of her head mimicking wave movements. Her glued arm ruffles start moving, making it look like she really is underwater. Sir Ving Cox then grabs a big bubble blower from her left tiddey and slowly blows big bubbles in the air. Newly acquired fans are able to admire Sir Ving Cox’s ridiculously big and moist lips as she blows. As she lets the air out of her beautiful thicc body, she bends over and features her beautiful curves.
Slime and goop drop from the next queen as she struts towards the camera with her slime filled fan in hand.
SMACAHOE
I’m Smacahoe, the rightfully crowned winner of season 2 of Reddit’s Dragula. I’ve recently turned 24, so I've officially peaked. I'm from Brooklyn, NYC, but I feel most at home fighting bitches in the group chat. Smacahoe is an old Algonquin given name that's been in my family for generations. It loosely translates to “I will slap a bitch” according to ancestry.com
3 words to describe myself? She’s a freaky, banjee princess.
Some of these girls might be wondering; ‘Smac, you were just competing on a season - why are you back so soon?’ Firstly, I won that season. And once I heard my good sis Portia had sent an audition in, I knew I couldn’t let that old ass bitch upstage me. Everybody likes Portia more - and I'm at peace with that - but I'm not gonna let her be the Cher in our relationship. She can stay being Dionne. Steak was Brittany Murphy… RIP.
Other than putting another crown on my head… I'm here to shake things up. I went into my original season not expecting to get very far and doubting my potential. This time around, I’m THAT bitch, everybody knows it, and I won’t apologise for being successful.
If I smell a stunt, I’m gonna blast it. If a queen talks shit, she's gonna get hit. I love all my Dragula sisters, and I can’t wait to meet these new girls, but if they don’t leave their attitudes at the door I am going to squash them. Also, CuriousCat is cancelled.
LOOK: Someone tall, slim and modelesque struts into the frame. The soles of her platform heels click clack across the ground with a sense of rhythm and attitude. The sherbert pink satin heels are embellished with a lace ruffle beneath the achilles tendon, each one sporting a pearl brooch.
Her long, bare legs are coated in a layer of white body paint and shimmer, giving her flesh an almost marble quality. Strobed highlighter in varying faint shades of pastel create definition, giving each limb an opalescent veneer. Her long legs lead up to a brocade lingerie set, the fabric a pale shade of rose.
The upper half of her body is kept concealed within some bizarre quasi-vaginal structure. It seems to be made from some kind of molding, the outer layers ridged and textured in an organic fashion.
Digging her heel into the ground, she turns from her profile with a dramatic swoosh.
Facing the camera, it becomes immediately obvious that the top half of her body is encased within a massive clam shell. The exterior has a glossy, reflective finish - the primary pigment of the shell being a soft, fondant pink.
We hear a series of cracks, the camera zooming in as white fingertips puncture through the tight seal of the shell. Each fingertip is adorned with a stiletto nail, painted in a similar holographic fondant to the clamshell. Each nail seems to drip with a clear, mucus-like sludge as if they had just scraped around the inside of a giant nostril.
The cracking is more pronounced now, and some thick, clear liquid pours from the broken seal, splashing onto the ground below. Mixed with the fluid are dozens of tiny white pearls. Some scatter noisily across the floor, whilst others remain clumped together in the translucent slime.
With one final burst of strength, the inhabitant cracks the seal of her shell completely. She lowers the front half down, where it hangs securely at waist level like an usherettes tray of confectionary. It’s only contents, however, are a shallow pool of translucent slime and the occasional cluster of pearls.
The rear-half of the clamshell remains upright, framing the inhabitant like a widely spread tail of peacock feathers. The inside of the shell matches the exterior with its smooth, glossy finish, but lacks any pigmentation. Instead it is an immaculate, pearlescent white.
Inside the shell is Smacahoe. Much like her legs, her entire body is airbrushed with white body paint. Varying shimmers and highlights create a subtle gasoline-like finish to her skin that shifts ever so slightly in the light.
She wears a ruffled blouse with a plunging neckline, made from a thin, sheer fabric in the faintest of pinks. It clings to her damp body, sagging with the weight of mucus. It’s
pulled in at the waist with an underbust cincher, the embroidery and boning matching the barely pink hue of her ruffles.
Her long fingers and slender wrists are stacked with a excessive amount of pearl jewellery that almost reach the crook of her elbows. Clasped around her throat is an opulent layered pearl choker that cascades over her boyish chest.
Smac’s angular face is contoured ever so slightly, her plump white lips smudged with just a hint of pink gloss as if she'd just been kissed. Strokes of pink blush warm up the apples of her cheeks, whilst the occasional black beauty dot adds some asymmetry to her pale face. Her white eyelashes clump together like spiders legs, surrounded by a dusting of pale pink shadow. Her white contacts complete her ghostly, browless look.
Her bone-white hair is sculpted into an elegant rococo-esque updo, which due to an excessive amount of hairspray managed to survive the reveal for the most part. Damp ringlets and waves cascade over one shoulder, a limp pink feather dangles lifelessly from the bouffant.
With a graceful shimmy and a forceful push, Smacahoe slides the giant clamshell past her waist, her hips, her thighs, until it's close enough to the ground that she can step out of it. As she does so, a collapsible pannier cage unravels itself, hanging limply over her nude lower half.
She struts towards the camera with a dazed energy, lingering in a wilting fashion as she hits her mark. Lifting a finger to her brow, she wipes away a glob of mucus in a dainty fashion, flicking it away nonchalantly. Pulling a fan away, she opens it with a wet thworp, sending out a spray of mucus as she struts away, fanning herself.
The camera moves along to the next queen, who is posing the house down boots, working every inch of the garment on her body.
TOOTH GAP
Hey everyone! My name’s Tooth Gap, and I’m back back back again! I’m 21 years old and I’m from New York City! I got my drag name simply because it was my nickname in high school. I have a huge ass gap between my front teeth and everyone bullied me for it, but then I saw beautiful models like Georgia May Jagger, Lara Stone, who embraced that feature, so I thought, hey, if they feel beautiful, I can feel beautiful too!
I’d describe my drag as extravagant, weird and yet glamorous! I decided to join the season because I’m still trying to build a name for myself! Yes, a lot of people support me, which I’m super grateful for, however, some other people really underestimate me and look down on me, and I just want to prove them wrong. I just really wanna win, that’s it. That’s my biggest goal, but of course, I want to show the people who Tooth Gap really is, I’m a fashion queen, I’m a comedy queen, I’m all of that! And I hope people can see it.
This season is going to be MAJOR! Stay tuned for it.
LOOK: During the video card of Tooth’s Meet The Queens, she’s wearing a cocktail dress, inspired by a jellyfish. It’s a one piece coral orange colored dress. The top of the dress is made out of lace. It has a collar, which one covers half of Tooth’s neck, leaving a little gap in the middle. The lace also covers her shoulders, then creates short sleeves, and goes around her collarbones, then the lace parts meet in the middle, going back up to the collar. The whole top really shows off Tooth’s silhouette, especially her tiny waist. The same lace also creates a sort of a facekini mask on Tooth’s head. The lace goes down her neck, covers her ears, and her hair, plus a little bit of her eyes. The bottom of the dress is a really short skirt, which only goes to halfway of her thigh. The skirt is made out of a semi transparent slightly brighter color fabric, which is sewed to the middle part in ruffles, which creates that jellyfish illusion.The fabric is sort of gathered in the top, which creates a triangular shape to the skirt. Tooth’s eye make up can barely be seen, so she concentrated mostly on other parts of her face. The contouring is very bright and has a brighter orange, almost red color to it. (Think Acid Betty in this picture). She also glues some nude pink pearls to side of her face (like Phi Phi on her AS2 promo). Tooth’s decided to be more subtle with her lips as everything else is so extravagant, so she just did a bold red lip. For the shoes, Tooth wore the same coral orange platform shoe, and she has a coral inspired decorative pieces, which she glued onto a shoe strap, which goes around her toes, then meets in the centre of her foot and then goes around her ankle twice. (The shoes on the left picture)
Tooth stand on the spinning platform, and as the platform spins she’s changing pose to pose, first crossing her arms, and putting her palms together above her head, then doing a Hawaiian dance with her legs crossed, she then starts spinning herself, and as Tooth’s spinning, her skirt is getting fuller, as the air goes underneath it. The platform stops spinning, and so does Tooth, she strikes a fierce pose, putting both of her hands under her face, doing vogue-esque moves, while crossing her legs and bending her body to the side. The skirt then continues to sping just for a little bit, and as Tooth’s suddenly stops, it creates a beautiful movement.
The camera pans to the final queen entering the set, serving colours of the waves, ruler of the sea urchins.
WILLOW BLUE
Hi, I’m Willow Blue and I’m the queen you should support in this crazy competition. I’m 21 years of age from Orlando, Florida. My drag name comes from when I played a game called The Sexy Brutale (not as risque as it sounds) and Willow Blue was one of the characters, you had to prevent her from getting murdered, but that’s besides the point, she practiced rituals and stuff like that,so when I had to choose a name, I thought that a drag queen who practices stuff like magic and voodoo was cool, and the name came soon after.
I can describe Willow as creative, fun, and magical. I decided to join this thing because I did do them a long time ago somewhere else, but I stopped doing them. I wanted to do them again but couldn’t find where I could do them, but then I say the applications for this and decided to hop right in. There’s only one thing I hope to achieve while I’m here, first place, isn’t that why we’re all here. These girls better watch out for me because I don’t give up easy and I will put my all into this, I am a rising star who will only stop rising once I reach the top.
LOOK: A smokeball is on the ground, although it’s hidden by a shadow on the ground. It shoots up smoke, creating a wall, nothing can be seen behind it, but when it dissipates, standing behind it is Willow Blue.
Her skin is a slight color of blue, her hair is a ginger color (think Kameron’s Premier look) the center part of her hair has a clam shell on it, and a net (think of it working like a veil) drops over her face. Her chest has a necklace that has three blue oval gems on them, one in the center, one to each corner of the main one. Her hands each have a lace gloving similar to a net that goes up to her elbow.
Her dress has a V-cut in the chest and it goes over both her shoulders, the dress is blue and stretches to the ground, it’s form fitting and doesn’t have a singles crease that can be seen, it fits around her beautifully. Starting from the ground up a fabric that goes around her in a spiral shape, not in close lines but there’s a fair bit of space to see the actual dress she’s wearing. She’s also holding a large stick that reaches the ground, it has what looks like a sea urchin on top of it.
She walks forward having her cane hit the ground as she walk, a determined look on her face. She stops after walking a bit more, she holds her cane up high.
“The true Rising Star is me, the crown is mine!”
The scene switches to a pitch black background, engulfed by a deafening silence. The pushing of a lever echoes through the room as a bright spotlight illuminates the centre of a stage, revealing the silhouette of 2 queens in matching gold dresses and platinum blonde bouffant wigs, facing against the camera.
More spotlights can be heard being switched on, one after another, giving light to each of the 15 contestants. The screen displays each queen in their Underwater Looks, striking a fierce pose as the camera focuses on them.
The camera pans back to the 2 hosts, Tish Hughes and Anita Dragname, turning around in perfect sync, revealing their stunning mugs. As the shot gets tighter, zooming in to the hosts, the 2 queens slowly raise their hand, prompting to the camera to follow their lead towards the black ceiling above them. The title slogan appears, in full gold glittered fonts, reading “Reddit’s Rising Stars”.
Submitted September 17, 2018 at 08:34PM by passingpeaches https://ift.tt/2NOeHHo
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