Hello hello hello! My children, here we are at the first competitive week of the season. Last week some of you shone bright and others definitely disappointed. But from now on, no more discounts! If you fail, you go home. So watch out and CHECK WHAT YOU POST!
But, before going on. I promised one last surprise (for now). And here it is :
Joining the competition after a long and deserved break, let me welcome back to the werkroom the amazing mentor of season 1 Bo Deysious [Rubes] ... did you ask for a treat? Because her booty is Bo Deysious.
Yas. Bitch. Work. I hope you didn鈥檛 eat because this is definitely a gag.
But now, let鈥檚 go on with this week鈥檚 challenge :
馃敭 For this week鈥檚 maxi challenge I am asking each of you to create and act a spell to defeat your fellow castmate queens. Will your spell make them lose their (already unexistent) sense of fashion? Or will it give you the power of a thousands backrolls? It is up to you. Important thing is that you make it 14 to 20 lines long and IT ALL HAS TO RHYME!
Later on the runway category is : Werk, Witch. I want you to strut the runway in your best spellcaster outfit. And this week鈥檚 runway is super important as THIS IS YOUR PROMO LOOK! So make it count, for real.
You have 48 hours.
Good luck ladies and don鈥檛 fuck it up!
But if you do, prepare to lipsync to the most iconic song by a witch ever :
Words:
Mirror mirror, on the wall;
Who's the fiercest queen of all?
Heed my warning, heed my call:
The best may not be last to fall.
When said and done, when cast illusions;
upon awaking face intrusions.
Borrowed sights are my conclusions,
your perspective for duping delusions.
The newly blind who guides the way;
the workings of the eyes known to slay.
Reception is subjective or so they say,
but witnessed are the objective senses at play.
Mirror mirror, all the same;
Illuminate the path to aim
and frame the end that's my right to claim.
Spell:
8 little queens all under my spell
Listen to me girls as I take you to hell
*points down*
Gaggery, gooperery, Bo Deysious here
Ready to get up in this gig and end your career
*points at you*
Scream, squeak in horror of Broadway
I curse at her looks, they make me regret being gay
Welcome back the hoe miss Coco
Surely by now you know
As a queen you can鈥檛 grow
So why don鈥檛 you just hit the woah and go...
*twirls wand*
Annady meet Kairi, Kairi meet Annady
Neither of you have fashion it鈥檚 truly a profanity
*laughs in evil*
And now pick up your wands and repeat after me
In order to let these queens be free!
Talian Talian my eyes do bleed
Talian Talian CUNT is what these queens need
Talian Talian aren鈥檛 we agreed
That they should all be like me in order to succeed
*waves wand up, down side to side and snaps it in half*
Ahh who am I kidding there鈥檚 no way we can fucking cure their horrible drag!
(Btw the spell is actually 19 words when you exclude the stage direction/action parts since they aren鈥檛 part of the spoken words lool)
Spell:
Bibidi bobidi boo
Vanish the talent from bitches like you
Bibidi bobidi bop
You鈥檒l think you are the shit but you are really not
Everytime you step
Your tuck will go and pop
You will be so embarrassed
That your tuck is a hard rock
You know what is hard rock?
Your makeup and hairline
And what will even shock
Is when your dress rips anytime
After all this shit that鈥檚 shady
You really gonna fail okay?
Accept this spell baby
Take the hint and go away
Apparently everything has to rhyme in this bitch so there
To make sure that my day goes well
I think I'll cast a cheeky spell!
Make sure those bitches cannot tuck
I'll make their members big as FUCK!
Let's see what the spell books reads
I need to know what my growth spell needs
Opalence... talent... charisma... no...
Meaty tuck! Oh, here we GO!
Good for men, for drag queens sabotage
Four foot dick, they cannot camouflage
Make sure your incantations rhyme
Or on Drag Race, short will be your time
Double double, toil and trouble
Razor burns and pesky stubble
Round about the cauldron go
In the drag race artifacts throw
Mask of 'Tina and Tyra's guns
Eureka's loaf, it weighs two tons
Chicken dinner, when Trixie bombed
DeLa's lipstick and Roxxxy's mom
Roxxxy's mom will beg and scream
Don't let that bitch ruin your dream!
And with these words, the spell's complete
Take your place among drag's elite!
