I/ Jigokucho's Got Talent [ How could she say no performing? She really had nothing better to do after all. And it oh-so helped with making sure she didn't have the time to think about the myriad things that would make it impossible for her to smile otherwise.
And why, she put on a great show. The audience was not only entertained but also demanding for an encore by the end of it all. Lots of magic (or tricks?) and an over-the-top persona made sure nobody was bored. ]
And with this, my dear audience, I am afraid I must depart. [Beatrice feigned sadness, soon followed by surprise.] Wait... What's that? What is that smell...? [She frowned, leaning forward.] Oooooh...! It is as I feared! [Her eyes opened wide and she smiled as if Christmas had just come early.] Amongst you is an unbeliever! One who rejects magic and witches! Aaaaah... What should we do with this wretched soul?
[ The audience reacts with an enthusiastic "Punish Them! Punish Them! Punish Them!", resulting in a very bright and devious smile crossing the witch's features. Were they all under her spell? No, surely she had organized this with the owners beforehand. Lost Souls didn't have their powers in this world, not unless they regained them first. Right?
No matter. She grabbed the hem of her large dress and waddled towards the edge of the stage. ]
Ehehehehe. The people have spoken! Reveal thyself, o sinful soul!
[ Beatrice pointed towards the audience with her pipe. All lights went out except those on the witch, there were rolling drums and suddenly-- A projector cast light on you! Dramatic music started, followed by the audience moving away from your character, as if they were somehow sick and extremely contagious. ]
Mwahahehehyuheheuhehyehe! Hyehuhahahahahahaha! [Beatrice exploded in laughter. It was extremely undignified.] Everyone, a round of applause for the courageous mortal who dares defy the Golden Witch herself!
[ The audience applauded just as demanded. Would they just do anything she asked? No, of course not. This was just a performance, right? Beatrice looked straight at the poor victim. ]
Please, come and take your rightful place as my soon-to-be footstool, hyehahayhuhuhuhehehe!
[ You can always leave-- Oh no you can't, the audience is blocking the way out now. Part of the show.
Right? ]
II/ Sticky Paws [ Beatrice absolutely didn't care for the thieves. But she was curious to see if one would try to steal from her. She would have no difficulties recognizing a bakeneko from a regular old cat. But she was drinking all alone... And this wouldn't do. How she hated being left to her own thoughts. Nothing good ever came from it.
Which is why as soon as she spotted a fellow Lost Soul passing by her seat at the Cat Café: ]
Heeeeeeeeey!
[ That? Is a very elegant woman calling you in the most undignified manner there is. Other people are watching? Yes, they are. Unfortunately, it doesn't look like she cares. ]
Why, come on! Take a seat.
[ The seat opposite hers moves on its own, as if to invite the person to sit. ]
Beatrice || Umineko No Naku Koro Ni
[ How could she say no performing? She really had nothing better to do after all. And it oh-so helped with making sure she didn't have the time to think about the myriad things that would make it impossible for her to smile otherwise.
And why, she put on a great show. The audience was not only entertained but also demanding for an encore by the end of it all. Lots of magic (or tricks?) and an over-the-top persona made sure nobody was bored. ]
And with this, my dear audience, I am afraid I must depart. [Beatrice feigned sadness, soon followed by surprise.] Wait... What's that? What is that smell...? [She frowned, leaning forward.] Oooooh...! It is as I feared! [Her eyes opened wide and she smiled as if Christmas had just come early.] Amongst you is an unbeliever! One who rejects magic and witches! Aaaaah... What should we do with this wretched soul?
[ The audience reacts with an enthusiastic "Punish Them! Punish Them! Punish Them!", resulting in a very bright and devious smile crossing the witch's features. Were they all under her spell? No, surely she had organized this with the owners beforehand. Lost Souls didn't have their powers in this world, not unless they regained them first. Right?
No matter. She grabbed the hem of her large dress and waddled towards the edge of the stage. ]
Ehehehehe. The people have spoken! Reveal thyself, o sinful soul!
[ Beatrice pointed towards the audience with her pipe. All lights went out except those on the witch, there were rolling drums and suddenly-- A projector cast light on you! Dramatic music started, followed by the audience moving away from your character, as if they were somehow sick and extremely contagious. ]
Mwahahehehyuheheuhehyehe! Hyehuhahahahahahaha! [Beatrice exploded in laughter. It was extremely undignified.] Everyone, a round of applause for the courageous mortal who dares defy the Golden Witch herself!
[ The audience applauded just as demanded. Would they just do anything she asked? No, of course not. This was just a performance, right? Beatrice looked straight at the poor victim. ]
Please, come and take your rightful place as my soon-to-be footstool, hyehahayhuhuhuhehehe!
[ You can always leave-- Oh no you can't, the audience is blocking the way out now. Part of the show.
Right? ]
II/ Sticky Paws
[ Beatrice absolutely didn't care for the thieves. But she was curious to see if one would try to steal from her. She would have no difficulties recognizing a bakeneko from a regular old cat. But she was drinking all alone... And this wouldn't do. How she hated being left to her own thoughts. Nothing good ever came from it.
Which is why as soon as she spotted a fellow Lost Soul passing by her seat at the Cat Café: ]
Heeeeeeeeey!
[ That? Is a very elegant woman calling you in the most undignified manner there is. Other people are watching? Yes, they are. Unfortunately, it doesn't look like she cares. ]
Why, come on! Take a seat.
[ The seat opposite hers moves on its own, as if to invite the person to sit. ]