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SUMMARY: King Arthur needs to go meet with Queen Elphame. Celliwig holds a tournament to invite other people to come with during the communication and celebrate their newfound friendship. A temporary barrier was put up so the river is currently mostly impassible.

After the departure from Celliwig last month, the people of Celliwig have been working hard to make the area around their town safe again from the angered specters. For now, there are makeshift barriers that are preventing anything from crossing the river, dead or alive, except over the Pure of Heart bridge. It will, at the very least, prevent more from coming over and overwhelming the land surrounding Celliwig again.

The city is open and, while the Elphame traders have stuck around to help train people in the proper use and treatment of mounts, the safest way to speak to Elphame is through Celliwig's hall of mirrors. King Arthur, Merlin, and a couple of other members of the royal court entered to speak to Queen Elphame directly in order to find out what information she knew about the Calamity and to begin discussion of what it would take to reclaim Excalibur. With the magics of Avalon having recovered significantly enough to not be at risk of falling apart if some of the otherworlders leave while still maintaining the barrier to keep Avalon safe, they need to begin discussing action.

At the same time, in celebration of King Arthur's arrival and a royal wedding within Celliwig, a tournament is underway! Celliwig's tournaments work a little differently, however, and focus on a little more than just combat skills-- a modern tournament for the modern person. (Though there is fighting as well, of course.) Celliwig's Top Talents Tourney hasn't been held in a good many years since it's been closed off, so everyone is invited to participate. Invitations have been sent to all of Camelot's residents. The tournament categories are as follows:

Cutthroat Cooking - For the chef's out there! Compete against other chefs to show off who has the best culinary skills. All contestants start with 2,500,000G which will be theirs to lose through the course of the tournament. This money can be used to purchase sabotages to use on other chefs throughout the course of the competition.

Vicious Vocals - Singing competition. Anyone may participate, there are no auditions. Each contestant will compete solo first, then have to do a competitive duet with another person who moved onto the second round. The final round involves performing and singing at the same time, so you may want to go find friends to give you tips between each round and help you come up with an awesome set-up that will wow the judges!

Speed Sculpting - This one's for the artists! Celliwig is really big on art, in particular sculpture. Any decent sculpture can be sold whether it wins or loses. Sculpture form can be made with anything you want-- glass, sugar, and ice are popular choices in Celliwig because of the city's aesthetic, but any materials are possible-- plants, stones, clay, chocolate, fabric, whatever you want as long as it stands on its own after you're done creating. (You can use your magic to sculpt if that's what you want.)

Melee Mania - Fight your fellow competitors one-on-one. Weapons and magic are both allowed. Healers will be paid generously for assisting after combat is finished.

Familiar Feud - Let your familiar have a little fun and combat each other! They're the star of the show here and otherworlders are only there in a support role.

Mario Party - It's literally a series of Mario Party games. If you win your block, you move onto the next round and so on. 4 max players per game. If you don't rage quit at any point, you get free energy drinks throughout the day because this party isn't stopping.

Silent Assassin - This competition will take place throughout the course of the tournament. All competitors are kept confidential, but required to wear a hidden body cam so that the experience can be shared online for audience viewing later. All competitors are given fake weapons (paintball guns, rubber knives, and so on) with sensors in them and have to find and "kill" the other competitors throughout the tournament period.

Anyone who shows up to either participate in or watch the tournament will receive 50% off a hotel room and a single (Potion) Counter-curse.

How the tournament will be run is a little different from an OOC standpoint. Any characters can participate, but in order to determine a winner, we will need anyone who thinks their characters skill is great enough to win to comment to the name of the tournament they are entering HERE! If your character would have canon advantages in a category, write +1 advantage in your comment. (So if you are from an idol series, you'll have a leg up on singing, or if your character is a skilled assassin in their canon, they could gain a +1. It won't guarantee they win, but it will give them a leg up so we're not ignoring their skill!) If you do not think your character has any chance at winning, please do not comment. (Someone who's never cooked a day in their life isn't going to magically win the cooking competition, you know?) If you think/want your character to lose even if they may have skills, we do not need your information. This is only an RNG for potential winners. We will RNG the winners from those who comment for each competition as linked.

ICly, anyone who wants to thread any part of it out, go for it! You can thread out watching, you can thread out participating, interfering, anything you want! Thread out having an intimate moment with a healer after a battle, a tearful failure and hurt/comfort consolation, buying a round of vodka flashes for your fellow losers. Whatever you want! Just have fun.

SUMMARY: King Arthur & Co. are still in chambers. A woman shows up and claims they're in danger, argues with Glwelwyd that she saw it despite that those abilities are not possible right now. Players voted to determine the next course of this prompt. (This section may be skipped for prompts now, but is still posted for reference.)

The day after the end of the tournament days, all seems well and peaceful as usual within the city of Celliwig. The mirror hall that King Arthur's party had gone into is still closed shut. The Hall is guarded by a 7 foot tall man with a long, scraggly beard and huge rippling muscles named Glewlwyd IV. (You may have seen him around at past events.) None may enter until negotiations are completed, and it is his sacred duty passed down by his ancestors to ensure that none shall pass his guard. Most in Celliwig won't even try, knowing the futility of such an action, which is why it is particularly peculiar that Gwion can be found yelling outside of the halls that they need to be let in. After an argument and a call to action, some other worlders chose to find Gwion and ask questions.

	"Listen to me, there's something wrong, you need to let someone in there! Look for yourself! I saw it!"
	"Time is frozen, the future cannot be seen. A dream is but a dream, not a prophecy. Disrespect from the people of Celliwig interrupting a meeting of the fae and King Arthur's party would spell much more certain fate.

After one more failed attempt to get past him, the woman stomps off to a nearby bar to blow off some steam, and ends up posting to the AOL Network instead.

The King's party is in danger. No one is allowed in or out, but they're going to die if you don't work together to get past Glewlwyd. You can ask how I know, but it's a real long story and we're real short on time, so I'm kind of going out on a limb here. I'll be at Celliwig's bar if anyone wants more details.

SUMMARY: A very close battle ensues in front of the Hall of Mirrors, with the doors eventually being forced open to reveal a dark, possessed hall. Reflects prey on characters' deepest insecurities and anyone who falls victim to them are trapped within the reflections. King Arthur and the Pure of Heart and Brave of Soul Mirror used to communicate with Elphame are possessed by angry specters trapped on Celliwig's side after the river barrier was put up.

After the drama caused by Gwion's warning, the city of Celliwig is rather unsettled. There's an air of tension thick enough that you could hear a pin drop, and enough people who thought it was more important to protect the integrity and wishes of the fae than to worry about the unlikely chance that a seer had a vision while time was stopped. A large number of people have shown up to stand by Glewlwyd's side and defend the Hall of Mirrors, a show which will not be forgotten by the people of Celliwig... However, the strength in both numbers and battle goes to those wishing to enter the Hall of Mirrors. The battle is strenuous, a mixture of both Celliwig citizens and Camelot's otherworlders, and anyone wishing to play out part of it should put either defense or offense indicators in their prompt title to clearly attract those wishing to play out the fight.

Those who manage to break through the line will make it into the Hall of Mirrors. The first and most notable thing once the door is open is that it's as dark as night. Not at all conditions for a meeting. And it's cold, condensation and fog forming at the door where the freezing night of the hall and the summer heat outside. It is not at all like it was the first time visitors were allowed in to place their Pure of Heart and Brave of Soul crystals in the mirror to communicate with Elphame. There is absolutely something going on, and those on either side of the battle may want to redirect their attention to the Hall. None of the party seems to be seen. Those who dare to venture forward into the hall will find themselves rather quickly at a loss for where the door went. There is a dim light still visible from it, highlighting the other people in the room and the edges of glass and mirrors throughout the hall.

An eerie blue glow reflects through the number of the mirrors, but it seems to move about as if passing impermenantly. Those who try to chase it will find themselves further lost from the entrance, until they find themselves face to face with a reflection that doesn't seem to follow their own movements. This reflection will begin to speak with the character's voice, then immediately target the character's deepest insecurities. Every bad thought that they've thought of themself is fair game. If the character can remain calm and keep moving forward, then they will not fall victim to the trap. However, should they react with a burst of emotion, argue, or be unable to move forward when faced with their own insecurities, they will find themselves trapped in the mirror, replacing the reflection.

Those who manage to pass the mirrors will find themselves at the Pure of Heart and Brave of Soul Mirror. The communication is still open to what appears to be an ornately decorated, natural throne. The Queen is long since gone, having been escorted to safety to keep her safe from the cursed mirrors. Notably, every crystal lining the edge of this mirror seems to have been infected by the blue, almost spectral color. Approached, a chilling laughter echoes from the possessed mirror, but the laughter is finished by King Arthur himself, back turned and facing the mirror. He turns around and wields his sword, ready to defend the mirror, eyes filled with the same blue as the mirror. As more people approach, reflections of Arthur seem to walk out of the mirrors as well to fight more and more people. It's hard to tell which is the real one, so can you really kill him to get him out of the way and get to the mirror? Fight the small army of King Arthurs and gather enough death mages to exorcise the spirits out of the mirror.. or maybe just smash it. Did you think this was the last choice you'd make this week?

Please refer to the plotting post for any additional plotting needs and to check added notes for the third prompt. Timeline-wise, the new/third prompt doesn't start until the 23rd. The poll for it is here.

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...Is it?

[He sighs and stops, then turns and approaches a mirror.]

[As he approaches, his reflection begins changing. What Hijikata normally perceives fades away and something else replaces it entirely. The hulking beast that he transformed into when he used his familiar fusion under Caster's hex steps into view briefly. But it flickers violently and changes one last time. What steps into view can't be described as anything other than a towering, shapeless presence. An imposing shadow that seems almost limitless, like it could stretch to the heavens themselves.]

[Darin doesn't know what Diomuhr looks like. Only that he exists inside of him. And when a dark god lives inside of you...well...it's only a matter of time before it starts to come out. Starts to bleed through the cracks of a perfectly porcelain facade.]

[Darin looks up at the towering shadow that merely chuckles darkly. He turns to Hijikata, framed by this towering shadow.]

The fact is, no matter where I go...this is always going to be a part of me.

I...I mean...!

I don't...! I don't know if she would be called that?!

[PANIC!! PANIC!!!!!!]

Wait, there's vitamins in mayo?

Really?

[He might...be getting interested...]

[Can you sense it, Hijikata? You might be converting an unbeliever to the church of mayo.]

[The question is enough to drag Machi out of her huffing and flustering cycle. Her brows rise some, a little surprised in being asked to cheer if technically she shouldn't be surprised at all.]

Of course.

[She doesn't think twice about it despite the moment of surprise.]

... You can sing?

[His eyes grow first... and then, he smirks.]

Ooooh, Darin's got a giiiirlfriend. Is she cute? No, don't answer that 'cause all girls are cute. Bet she totally makes you swoon though.

[ He wants Asterios to come with? ... Very well, no objections here. Just a curd nod. ]

... Will try to... keep madness, in check. But if I... become too dangerous. Attack others. Attack king. Do not... hesitate. To strike me down.

Oh, I assure you, that's hardly my full strength. Giving myself a noticeable bruise would do me no good here! But sometimes, one must literally slap some sense into themselves!

[ there's been a strange weight to this place that has unsettled her since they came in. it's not like tartarus, but... not entirely dissimilar, either. when claude speaks up, she recognizes him from that feast in june, from the organizing efforts prior to all this—but that isn't important right now. he's right. ]

I'm on it! [ though on her own, there's only so much that she can do. she blocks one of the arthurs with her naginata and throws out a hex of her own to keep it in place, before mist begins concentrating around her hands and weapon. she closes her eyes and draws in a breath to concentrate, trying to find the same centering focus she might have before summoning a persona.

when she opens her eyes again, they've gone from bright red to a strange ice blue. she knows how to craft seals from her own will, but banishing is something altogether different. still, when the flat of her weapon next strikes an arthur, it dispels the doppelganger entirely. regardless, this is too big for one mage, especially of her skill level. ]

Okay.

[ He grabs a slice of cake - literally, with his hands. Then shoves it into his mouth. Chew. ]

... Sweet. Very... sweet.

[ she overhears perhaps more than she'd like. she's run into zagreus before, spoken briefly to hypnos, but this one... the scythe. his bearing.

this is something entirely different. he's a version of him, isn't he? and she feels the weight of death around them, something that should not be here— ]

Hey. [ kotone steps up to him, naginata held loosely at her side. this is a hell of a way to meet someone, but... thanatos isn't a new presence for her, even if this one in particular is.

and death has always been a friend. ] It's not real. We gotta keep moving, okay big guy?

[ it's been a while since she's seen yuzu—mostly kotone's fault, with the fog she'd spent most of her days in recently. but they'd clicked well enough when they met, so she's happy to see her here. ]

You've got this, Yuzu-chan! [ kotone rocks on her heels, flashing her a practiced grin. ] Just give it all you've got, okay?

[ she's got some local tea drink in hand. ]

Hm!

[ He'd expected that to be more of a challenge for Midoriya, but apparently not. As expected of Midoriya. Time to try something else. ]

We can agree on that much.

[ Shinsou tries to use his Kinetic magic to make most of the last few stones drop down low, far too low for a decent non-magical jump, while he himself takes the closest of the stones for himself and pushes it upwards instead, hoping to ride it like an elevator to conserve his focus. ]

[He darts a glance at her, but holds off on actually glaring after she at least tries to correct it. It is, unfortunately, not like she's wrong.

He sighs.] I've carved a lot of things. Just...smaller.

[Significantly smaller.]

Hm... It can be overwhelming to look at the whole picture, so maybe just one step at a time. You can do it if you try your best!

[Because leave it to her to be playing the role of the cheerleader. And he does look like he could use someone on his side.]

And it doesn't have to be greatly detailed or anything either. So just do something rough for now and refine when you're done.

[So that's his skill? It's...a lot to trust a stranger with. What if he's actually on the other side and this is a setup?

Then again, what if he can take care of the lightning quickly? It's already giving him a headache. And Wolfwood's powers will probably be of more use later down the line, anyway.

Sometimes you have to take the risk of trusting someone.

He holds out his hand.] Sure.

I know that. [He can't help but snap. But settles back down a bit at her suggestion. She's...trying to help.]

You might be right. [He usually starts with the head, but maybe going for the wings first will at least make the general shape clear more quickly. He steps forward and tries to cut away the sweep of the top of a wing.]

Chang Geng's voice catches Walter's attention, the boy turning his head just enough to glimpse him coming up behind him. "I'm fine. We need to find the king and Merlin. I'm sure you know why."

Whatever things in here have had plenty of time alone with them, and with how quiet things were leading up to the breaching of the doors, they'd likely been overtaken.

Something strong enough to overtake Merlin wasn't something to take lightly.

Um, I guess that's a way to go about it... But how, like, rewarding yourself instead? Like promise to yourself if you stay positive all day, then you'll treat yourself to something nice.

Curses and hexes are really cool! [ He's really excited by that. It's a combination of his natural, mischievous nature and his excitement and interest in the actual applications. ] I can kind of tell.

[ He's pretty flattered, to be honest, and he's still figuring it out and then she mentions the books and he blinks, nodding. ]

Books? I'd love to borrow them. So you enjoy stories about heroes?

[ He feels light, easy. Happy. ]

This place smells amazing, by the way. Being here is my first time I really get to experience things like this in the same way people do. It's really cool!

Haha, I do. I always thought it would be more exciting to be the hero than the princess who needed saving.

[That's her mother's influence again. Jane had been molded into a bold and outspoken woman who didn't quite fit into Edwardian society despite espousing many of its norms on a subconscious level.

As they get close to the source of the delicious smells her eyes light up and she grips the strap of her bag with one hand, and Hypnos' wrist with the other as she lengthens her stride. After they take their place in the short line to be served she looks up again, thoughtfully this time.]

Being mortal must be hard for you. But it sounds like you're fitting right in. [Experiencing new things is such a big part of being mortal after all. Of being human.] What else have you been able to do?

[Someone else's voice, even a stranger's, is a bigger help breaking through any spiraling thoughts than he's likely to ever admit. He looks around to find the girl who'd spoken, and gives her a nod.]

Right. Let's go. [With one more glance around the room, he takes a firm step forward. The mirror can't tell him anything he doesn't already know. And clearly, it can't tell him anything useful.

The reflection still makes another attempt, though, before he can walk too far away.] "Keep moving"? You know you're only treading water.

[As he takes his next step, Wolfwood very pointedly rolls his eyes.]

[It could have been worse? But this is Cecelia - she'll never believe him if he says it could have been worse, even if it's true. So instead, he points a thumb towards the end of the hall.] We should get moving.

[He starts walking, expecting (well, hoping) that Cecelia will quickly catch up. He's trying to avoid looking at the mirrors at all now, and so misses the fact that his own reflection is starting to form in the next as he steps into view.]

[Zelgadis looks up from his sculpture, and upon recognizing the person talking to him, he offers a small smile.]

Hey, I haven't seen you in a while. What I'm trying to do is make a sculpture of my familiar. It's not really coming out quite right, though.

[His little dragon familiar is sitting on the table that he's working on, trying to strike a cool pose. The blob of clay that Zel is working with is kind of taking the right shape, but it's pretty clear that he's no professional.]

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[ It doesn't surprise him, somehow, even in this short time of talking to one another. She does seem a pretty heroic sort. He's never been the type, nor will he really ever be. He taps his chin playfully, observing the menu and glancing towards her. ]

I can see that. Wielding magic and saving someone in distress.

[ Heh. ]

It's just weird. Everything is weird. But I like it. I mean - I got to see the sky freely and at night - the stars. I experience food and drinks normally. And walking, walking was new. I have kinetic magic so I don't have to all the time, but I never did at home.

[ And then, a laugh. ]

You guys use a lot of energy, no wonder you need sleep.

[ He looks the menu up and down. He's got fairly simple tastes, at least. ]

What are you thinking of getting?

It's good to have someone from home. [Especially at her age, he thinks. You need something to hold onto, or you can end up completely lost.]

Mine doesn't like crowds either. He's probably in a bush somewhere.

[The Ghillie Dhu likes helping people, but if no one's in trouble he definitely prefers the company of nature.]

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