Codename ANACONDA --- Casting Villain Roles
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(with a seductive sigh): Ahh.....gentlemen. I trust you will not find my outfit to be too much of a distraction. I feel so powerful slipping into the tightest of leotards. So tight, its hoarsened my voice to barely more than a whisper. Tighter than any man can bear! If I wasn't such a badass....(hoarse, constricted): I could suffocate. Perhaps you would care for a demonstration? You see, if any one of you should displease me, an electronic signal in my glove will cause your uniform to.....shrink....tighten....constrict, to half its diameter around your neck. These gloves were made for strangling. All I need to do is tighten my fist.
(her voice becoming increasingly hoarse, a whisper): Does your collar feel a bit.....tight? As if an invisible serpent were slowly winding itself around your throat & twisting relentlessly......throttling away your breath, &......silencing your voice. Poor man. Your larynx must be so constricted.....you can't even manage to squeak out a plea for mercy. It's so sexy.
(a sinister but "girlish" chuckle): Ahaha! Tug & pry at that garment as much as you like, it will do little to alleviate your suffocation. I love to watch arrogant men strangle in my grasp....helpless, in my private chamber. There will be no release. Just like my namesake, my grip is merciless. I'm a leotard-clad badass, gentlemen. Do not make the mistake of objectifying me again. You dared to ogle me as I slithered about in this leo, now.....(she moves close to the strangling man & whispers): Now you will be slave to my squeeeeze
Madame Anaconda, your pathetic theatrics serve as poor excuse for your lack of adequate leadership skills. Your, so-called feminine talents seem limited to little more than flaunting your body in that idiotic costume. It is more than clear from the manner in which you conduct yourself around me, that you find me attractive. Don't try to hide the fact from me, especially not in an outfit that leaves so little to the imagination. I know practically every inch of you.
Now, regarding our latest status report, I- (he struggles to speak as his collar starts to constrict): I.....I can't *ulk* *ack* My......my lady, excuse me, it's-just-that-I'm- My c- my c-c-collar is barely functioning. It's getting tight. I- *glrrrk* *uck* I c-...I can't.....can't speak.
(strangling & barely able to choke out): I can't......I can't-pry-my-collar-loose. It's tight......even.......tighter-than....than-your....leotard- My lady! *Auck* Loosen it....quickly! I'm....I'm-going-to-suffocate!! *GAAAK* *KLLLRRK*
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