Tropers: The Series

"Oh man! I sure hope that the beloved Mario villain, Waluigi, won't try to take over this drag show!"

Playing is wearing a purple polka-dotted dress.

"Oooooh man, I can't wait to see the judge's reactions!" Custard says with glee.

Knife kicks open the door to the drag race competition looking like some wannabe member of MCR. Her face is already contoured to be more masculine, and she has added on some black and red guyliner on top. Her hair is dyed black with some shitty drug store product, and the original red and blue of her hair can still be somewhat seen. She is wearing a red collar-up shirt with a black tie, black dress pants, a bulletproof vest, boots, leather gloves, and a black armband made from the rug she cut up earlier.

"Alright! 3, 2, 1, we came to fuck! Also, win this fucking drag race!"

(Chey and Ford are in the TARDIS's wardrobe.)
"Alright, let me see if I can find you anything in the gown section..."
(Chey shows Ford the first dress.)
"How's this?"
"Ummm, no."
(Chey shows Ford another.)
"This one?"
"No."
(A few moments later, Chey shows Ford one last dress. It was a lacy blush-colored ballgown with plenty of ruffles and rhinestones and a very large, poofy skirt.)
"Alright, how about this?"
"That'll do."
"Far out!"
(Chey then goes over to the wig section to get a long, curly brunette wig and then to the hat section to get a big crown.)
"Alright, that's settled. Get changed while I try and help the others."
(Chey and Ford then kiss as the former exits the TARDIS.)
"Anyone need help with whatever?"

"Yass, queen!" I exclaim to Knife. I'm still in the middle of applying my makeup.

One of the waiting drag queens takes notice of Chey stepping out of her TARDIS.

"Ooh girl, you got one of those phone booth things? Where can I get me one of those?"

Knife unfolds a butterfly knife and uses it to touch up her makeup. "Hey, how is this thing gonna work anyways? We just perform and they rate us?"

"This will be fun... though this outfit isn't that different from something I'd normally wear" Zanreo says, as she starts contouring her face.

"Can you cover up my acné?"

(Responding to the drag queen, Chey answers...)
"This isn't a phone booth, it's a photo booth. and it's not even a proper one, it's a time machine. You can only get them on the planet Gallifrey. Now then..."
(Chey takes out a megaphone and says...)
"Do any of y'all need my help at all?"

There is a loud "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA", distant at first, but growing ever closer.

"Hey Chey! Do you have any makeup sealant spray? Also; does this place have a minibar or snack table or something?"

"Playing needs help with his acne," I tell Chey.

"Ooh, I've heard of those!" the drag queen responds. "Is it true it's bigger on the inside?"

"Hoo, just like my coochie!" another queen exclaims.

Just then, a voice cuts out through the crowd.

"Did somebody call for me?" The Canned Laughter Machine explodes with unroaruous applause as Mike Uchi; a bald, bespectacled man with tan skin sashays into the room.

"Good evening queens, and welcome to the auditions for Mike&Chev's Double Reacharound Drag Race!! How are we feeling tonight, ladies?"

"Sure, let me look."
(Chey then rummages through her bag and pulls a can of makeup sealant spray.)
"I always keep some extra cans in case of I ever end up back in the planet Hikon. They got some very nasty giant bugs there."
(Chey rummages through her bag again, pulls out some chips, and gives both the chips and the spray to Knife.)
"Here you go, buddy!"
(Chey then hears After.)
"Alright then! I got something for that too."
(Chey then goes over to Playing, goes through her bag again, pulls out a container of Stridex, and gives it to him.)

Edited by EeveeGirlChey on Aug 1st 2020 at 6:32:40 AM

“Drag race? I suppose I can make a car on the spot...”

"Tales, it's not that kinda drag race. I think. You're supposed to be dressing up as a different gender and performing."

“Na na na na, I can’t hear you, I’m getting my car ready!”

[Quickly shuffling behind Mike Uchi is a familiar figure—Cutbug! They're even wearing a little sash that says "JUDGE" on it! How cute! Gameboy, naturally, is in hot pursuit. He's also got a sash. For some reason he's wearing it around his head like your stereotypical kung fu monk headband.]

Knife is spraying the makeup sealant on her face. "Woah, hey Cutbug! Nice sash! Unrelated; do you know where they keep the vodka here? I am thirsty as all hell and I forgot to refill my flask before leaving."

Edited by MadameButterflyKnife on Aug 1st 2020 at 7:54:36 AM

"Ask Chey, maybe Ford's got some leftover booze in the TARDIS"

"Oh, uhh..." [It takes Cutbug a second to register that it's Knife.] "Hey! Sorry, almost didn't recognize you! Uh, vodka, there should be a bar somewhere..."
[Gameboy points in a random direction. The camera pans to show that he's point at, what do you know, the bar. There's a few drag kings up there already, chatting up a storm.] (There you have it! You have to pay a $12 fee, but then you get free booze for the rest of the night!)

"Oh fuck yeah, free booze!" She goes up to a staff member by the bar and pays the $12 fee. She then calls over to the rest of the tropers. "Hey assholes, when you're done getting ready, I'll be here getting pissed! If you want some as well just come to me; I'll pay!"

She then begins overhearing the conversations of the other drag kings as she gulps down a shot.

Edited by MadameButterflyKnife on Aug 1st 2020 at 8:04:21 AM

Playing rubs the Stridex pads all over himself.

"Now, before this drag race begins, I'll need to pick out a good name. How about Tra, er Mary?"

"Lio" shows up at the auditions.

"Man, I hope I'm not late."

Edited by josh6243 on Aug 1st 2020 at 5:13:07 AM

"Nah, you're fine!"
(Man, Tetra and Cheese would've loved to see this...)

Knife is now having small talk with one of the drag kings, who is dressed up as a plumber and drinking a can of gold Fourloko.

"Hey there. Free booze, am I right? Fuck yeah."

"I'm with you there. Hey, who are you, anyway? Haven't seen you before."

A bit of thinking. "My name's Estaban Yu. Pronounced like "is-stabbin-you.""

"Uh-huh. Name's Itsame Mario. I've been in this competition for years now. But I always end up second fucking place. But not this time."

Itsame crushes the can in one hand. Knife, not wanting to be one-uped, grabs another, full can of Fourloko and crushes it in her hand, squeezing out the booze into her mouth.