03-14-2010, 08:06 PM
This was nice, a great change of experience. The entire scenary seemed calm and peaceful, most likely no zombies hidden on the set and in the make-up area. It was quite self-explanatory where Zhu was, when he stepped into the backstage. Of course, some guy had to take initiative and explained the entire process and what the hell they were sent here for, even though it was quite obvious what was going to happen.
After all the sappy self-introduction and shit, Zhu learned that these people were separately known as Ander, Orion, Cain and some other guy that looked like a dog. He didn't need to learn these people's names, they were not important. He didn't even bother learning the names of his zombie-slaying companions, which he now realized wasn't with him and anymore. It made the Eunuch wonder what where the pink-headed girl was and that soldier woman. He would've liked learning their names.
The brief conversation with these people were all over and Zhu could finally withdraw from social interaction and chill out by himself in the side. However, he didn't have much time as a woman dressed in plain black dragged him aside and put him on a seat. He knew what was going on and he simply laid back, as the woman went to work. The eunuch closed his eyes, showing off his long curly eye-lashes and breathed methodically in medication.
"Wow, you have really beautiful skin," the woman began as she applied cream to his face, "I don't think you even need any make up, you're so white..."
As the woman rambled on about the tone of his pale, beautiful skin and winsome face, he continued to meditate and block out what the woman was saying, attempting to block out all thoughts and reach true meditation stage. The entire ordeal he was trapped in was so mentally exhausting and he really needed this time to take a deep breath and just concentrate on himself and his body for a bit. However, the whole recovery stage was cut short when the woman pulled on his arm to wake him.
"Hey, it's time for your costume fitting," the woman said with a giggle but the tone was almost dark enough to scare you.
"Costume wha?" Zhu replied, still half-trapped in his mental build-up.
What the fuck.....
He looked in the mirror, a winsome, curvy figure staring back at him. The eyes were filled with awe and terror, maybe even a hint of satisfaction. He definitely didn't look bad, he was quite fitting of being a woman actually. He had the slender figure, the handsome face and not even the slightest stubble thanks to his emperor. The only thing out of place now was the taoist hat he still possessed and his hair was a mess. The woman realizing this from Zhu's eyes, smiled affirmingly, "Don't worry, we'll fix up your hair!" Zhu swallowed heavily.
After a nice wash and some great conditioning, his hair was once again silky smooth. The woman was still surprised at how much Zhu resembled a woman even though it was clear that he was a man. His voice sounded deep and mature, but if he put on some make up and did his hair up like a girl, he could pass off for a fine lady anytime.
"Wow," the woman sighed, "I really wish I had your hair, or your skin, or your lashes, or your lips..."
Zhu smiled uneasily, as the woman began to comb his hair. He was unhappy that he had to remove his robes once again, but this time he was a little more satisfied with his outfit. Though it wasn't technically "him," he secretly loved how lovely he looked in the dress. As the entire thing went on, he smiled, finally realizing he was good at everything, including cross-dressing.
"All done!" the make-up girl exclaimed, delighted by her work.
Zhu looked up, his long black hair has been tied up, and in its place a brown wig with long curly locks. He smiled uneasily and looked around himself in the mirror, posing in different ways to assure that he looked stunning enough to present in a play. He was quite happy with the results, but before he could compliment the girl, he was led outside, to meet with the others that have been dragged into respective make-up sessions.
He laughed, the entire cast was indeed the Wizard of Oz. Complete with Dorothy, Tin Man, Scarecrow and the Cowardly Lion and Toto. As they looked at each other, they all stifled a quick laugh and looked about. So, how exactly were they going to do this? Soon, they were all transported to the big stage, and a big spotlight hit directly on himself, Dorothy.
"Let the game begin!" a loud voice commanded.
After all the sappy self-introduction and shit, Zhu learned that these people were separately known as Ander, Orion, Cain and some other guy that looked like a dog. He didn't need to learn these people's names, they were not important. He didn't even bother learning the names of his zombie-slaying companions, which he now realized wasn't with him and anymore. It made the Eunuch wonder what where the pink-headed girl was and that soldier woman. He would've liked learning their names.
The brief conversation with these people were all over and Zhu could finally withdraw from social interaction and chill out by himself in the side. However, he didn't have much time as a woman dressed in plain black dragged him aside and put him on a seat. He knew what was going on and he simply laid back, as the woman went to work. The eunuch closed his eyes, showing off his long curly eye-lashes and breathed methodically in medication.
"Wow, you have really beautiful skin," the woman began as she applied cream to his face, "I don't think you even need any make up, you're so white..."
As the woman rambled on about the tone of his pale, beautiful skin and winsome face, he continued to meditate and block out what the woman was saying, attempting to block out all thoughts and reach true meditation stage. The entire ordeal he was trapped in was so mentally exhausting and he really needed this time to take a deep breath and just concentrate on himself and his body for a bit. However, the whole recovery stage was cut short when the woman pulled on his arm to wake him.
"Hey, it's time for your costume fitting," the woman said with a giggle but the tone was almost dark enough to scare you.
"Costume wha?" Zhu replied, still half-trapped in his mental build-up.
What the fuck.....
He looked in the mirror, a winsome, curvy figure staring back at him. The eyes were filled with awe and terror, maybe even a hint of satisfaction. He definitely didn't look bad, he was quite fitting of being a woman actually. He had the slender figure, the handsome face and not even the slightest stubble thanks to his emperor. The only thing out of place now was the taoist hat he still possessed and his hair was a mess. The woman realizing this from Zhu's eyes, smiled affirmingly, "Don't worry, we'll fix up your hair!" Zhu swallowed heavily.
After a nice wash and some great conditioning, his hair was once again silky smooth. The woman was still surprised at how much Zhu resembled a woman even though it was clear that he was a man. His voice sounded deep and mature, but if he put on some make up and did his hair up like a girl, he could pass off for a fine lady anytime.
"Wow," the woman sighed, "I really wish I had your hair, or your skin, or your lashes, or your lips..."
Zhu smiled uneasily, as the woman began to comb his hair. He was unhappy that he had to remove his robes once again, but this time he was a little more satisfied with his outfit. Though it wasn't technically "him," he secretly loved how lovely he looked in the dress. As the entire thing went on, he smiled, finally realizing he was good at everything, including cross-dressing.
"All done!" the make-up girl exclaimed, delighted by her work.
Zhu looked up, his long black hair has been tied up, and in its place a brown wig with long curly locks. He smiled uneasily and looked around himself in the mirror, posing in different ways to assure that he looked stunning enough to present in a play. He was quite happy with the results, but before he could compliment the girl, he was led outside, to meet with the others that have been dragged into respective make-up sessions.
He laughed, the entire cast was indeed the Wizard of Oz. Complete with Dorothy, Tin Man, Scarecrow and the Cowardly Lion and Toto. As they looked at each other, they all stifled a quick laugh and looked about. So, how exactly were they going to do this? Soon, they were all transported to the big stage, and a big spotlight hit directly on himself, Dorothy.
"Let the game begin!" a loud voice commanded.
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