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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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I'm not? [Gokudera isn't certain if he's getting in her way.

He's more likely getting in his own way, which makes her trying to be a good friend that much more difficult to accept. It isn't like he can't see her as a friend, but that he's just never seen himself as a very good friend, or person.]

Why... I'm... gonna keep trying.

[That's a relief. Wolfwood doesn't know how having a gun for a head works, but he definitely doesn't want to be on the other side of it.] Good plan.

[Another bolt of lightning passes overhead, and Wolfwood turns his head in search of the source.] When this is over with, we can look for some smokes.

No--

[the reflection's protest is futile, and in the midst of the shattering glass, Cecelia makes an effort to pry free, snapping something in elvish as she pulls a fracturing arm away from her shoulders.

when the resistance very suddenly vanishes amidst the crumbling, Cecelia yelps, falling over backward -- but free! free is good.]

[The brush of her fingers is sort of calming, but then she's lifting his chin and that stretches his neck and he shudders. There's new blood and he grits his teeth, staring at her as if this is an offer he's never been given. There's confusion, pain, and apprehension in his expression.]

This is more than I... it's too much...

[Regularly, he'd be stubborn and angry at the offer for help. Right not it's just confusion and doubt.]

And forget.

[the arms tighten around her shoulders, and Cecelia finds her nose bumping the glass in front of her. she blinks in confusion before beginning to tense up, yelping as her hands move to press on the glass, but simply fall through.

the reflection sighs, smiling.]

It's what was chosen! To exist and be forgotten. It's quite enough.

[Yuber snorts as the glass and the spirit bound to it shatter. He does not move to catch Cecelia as she falls.]

I was hoping for a fight, you know.

[Slowly, he turns his eyes toward her.]

...I did not think you would fall for their trap so easily.

(With the dynamite starting to detonate one by one all around, it’s getting increasingly harder for Harry to see where he is at, or even anyone, with all the smoke covering the whole area. He could’ve sworn that he should be coughing from possibly inhaling the smoke. Still, he isn’t going down without a good fight, so he decides to think of a plan that would catch Gokudera off guard and see what happens next.

First, he immediately teleports himself back on his feet and begins to think of an element that he should try to use. He has fire magic which he has been working to get better at it, but he could unwittingly set off another dynamite by mistake. Maybe he should think of something a little chilly or even slippery.)

No. No no no no no.

That's it! I've had it! Evil Arthur? Let me guess, he's a reflection of the shadows in his heart? An image cast from the light reflecting off his doubt?

GET A NEW TRICK, AVALON!! THIS ONE'S OVERPLAYED AND I'M TIRED OF IT! MIX IT UP NEXT TIME INSTEAD OF THROWING METAPHORS AND THE PHYSICAL REPRESENTATIONS OF OUR ANGST AT US! I'M OVER IT!

[If evil Arthur was about to monologue or something Darin just yelled right over it.]

Appreciate it.

[ Well, at least he's managed to stumble into an ally. He'd hate to have to deck some guy he just met. He also seems to be a man after Juzo's own heart, and he can respect that.

This lightning stuff is getting old fast, though. He can't figure out where it's coming from, but judging by the path of the bolts, they have to be close. ]

Mind if I borrow a little bit of your magic?

[ He flexes his fingers, as if that somehow makes his intent to siphon a bit more clear. Maybe it does. ]

[Gokudera would definitely be in some pretty serious danger when faced with fire magic. He'd fought Zuko and done them both damage because of it, and he's self-immolated before. Fire is very much something he has good reason to be scared of.

He's tossing some more marbles, which, if contacted will burst into blinding flashes of light. Gokudera's been making a lot of marbles with his condensed energy, just exploring different ways to use light magic.]

[Wolfwood blinks, startled by the foam finger, and turns to get a look at the spectator. She's certainly...festive, though the accessories don't exactly go with the stiff posture.

He shrugs.] I was planning on a bird.

[But plans may need to be set aside at this rate.]

Right. Keep trying.

[It isn't far now. She can see the door. No one is trying to keep people from leaving.]

Giving up is easy. I did it once, and I hurt a lot of people. [That's something she hasn't thought about in a while. She bites her lip hard as she walks.] Carrying on when you don't think you can... that's hard. But it's brave, too.

[wow. thanks, Yuber. what a gentleman.

Cecelia winces, sitting up and rubbing her wrist, looking quite vexed.]

Nor I, but this is neither the time nor place for deep reflection, is it? Help me up, we need to keep going.

[Cecelia flinches a little at the volume of his tirade, but considering her blowup earlier?

it's fine. go off, Darin, she'll hold your flower for you.

...to a point. she grabs at his shoulder when she sees the specter begin to replicate and posture in a very telling fashion. this is going to be a more physical than verbal fight and it shows.]

[Gokudera can probably see a medic for his neck, but also worries that they may try to remove his collar. If they do, that could be easy and quicker than him struggling to do it himself.]

I'm so tired...

[He's certain he's losing himself. It can't be healthy or normal to be in pain all the time.]

I need it off...

[Drake chuckles and lightly claps his hands together.]

Wouldn't want that to happen right before your big number! So how do you feel, all warmed up and ready to go?

Then we'll find another way. Not this - whatever it is saying to you, not this.

[his brow knitting at the sight of the pet ring, how it is digging into him]

And when you see Takeshi again, we will tell him about that awful place. Hayato, he understood before...

Yeah right! More like riding the coattails of your childhood hero's fame and making it all about you!

[Darkwing Duck tries to ignore the reflections continued words and tries to focus on Monika. Whose applause he very much appreciates.]

Y-yeah... Yeah! You're right. At the end of the day, helping people is what I'm really about. And I just... want a little bit of exposure and popularity on top of that all! That's not wrong, right? It- it's okay?

There has to be some way... I can't take it anymore!

[His voice comes out strained and weak, his breathing labored.]

No. I can't! Even if he will, I won't tell him. I don't want him to know I can't... Anything but that...

Yes.

[He steps in front of her and holds out a gloved hand.]

I heard what it said.

[And he offers no comment on it, at least not immediately.]

Sweet boy, who said you had to do any of this alone?

[She moved her hands to rest on his elbows, her arms strong.]

Whatever is too much, we will face together. You don't need to do this alone. Come out of here with me, Gokudera. Let me show you I will not leave.

Wait, you came here on such short notice? Did you really ride all the way?

[As the mirror comes into sight he turns his focus on it. Everything really is quiet, but the countless crystals embedded in the frame - two of which he personally endured some ridiculous ordeals to attain - are imbued with a pale unearthly glow, and that figure standing in front of it with his back to them...]

Hey, is that...

[The stereotypical evil laughter that starts resounding from the glass would be entertaining to hear at the theatre with a bag of popcorn on his lap, but it's a lot less fun knowing that it's coming from a possessed mirror and a possessed king. When Arthur turns around, sword in hand and eyes aglow, and the first other off-worlders who have arrived move in on him several exact copies step out of the surrounding mirrors.]

Crap. Ah, what magic do you have?

Oh come on! This isn't even original either! What's next? Is he going to say 'we're not so different' before trying to convince us to join his side?

Screw this.

[Darin draws his dao, clearly ready to take them all on.]

I'm just itchin' to fight now.

It's... my burden... you shouldn't...

[He's been alone for so long, since he ran away from home as a child. Dealing with his problems has always been something he's handled by himself. Whether it's a matter of pride or just habit, or from having too many people abandon him, he's not eager to rely on a friend.

But he is eager to keep one, and Aurora is nice.]

Everyone does.

[Of that, he sounds certain. Gokudera is moving with her, though, accepting the help even though he's uncertain about most everything.]

Why? He can take this off-

[another gentle squeeze, but he leaves off his hold to touch Gokudera's cheeks tenderly]

He would take this off you, wouldn't he?

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