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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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[When Hijikata sees the young woman rushing at him he simply braces to catch her in his arms, because he does not expect the impact to be this heavy. Damn, she doesn't look like she'd pack such a punch! He gets pushed a good bit away and has to struggle to catch himself (unless she kindly does that for him).]

I was about to!! Just let me tell him to shove it, and I'll get going!

[His reflection arrives in the mirror they're now next to, grinning from ear to ear.]

Aw! You keep collecting girlfriends somehow! How would Mitsuba feel if she saw that? After how you treated her...

Excuse me?! You're full of shit!! She's blind and ran into me by accident, can't you see?!

[He lifts 2B's fringe so Mirror Hijikata can see her blindfold. Never mind that Hijikata clearly realised that she pummeled him away from the original mirror on purpose... either he changed tracks of thought really fast, or he's actually proficient at quickly pulling explanations and excuses out of thin air.]

I can see fine.

[2B swats his hand away from the hair and brushes it back into its usual neatness (after kindly catching him when she saw him topple from their collision). This isn't the first time anyone's commented on the visor, and she should have expected it, but it hasn't grown any less irritating since her arrival.

But there's no time to dwell on trivial things. Not when he's putting himself at risk of being sucked through the glass like she almost was.]

It is full of shit. [She practically growls it at the mirror. Don't call her names!] But if you keep this up any longer, you'll end up just like him. And I don't think you want that.

[Her fist comes up to punch at the mirror, hard enough for it to echo, but only just soft enough not to crack it.]

[At her decisive punch against the glass Mirror Hijikata lifts both hands in an appeasing gesture.]

Hey, hey! I wasn't doing anything to him, he just needs a pep talk! He's on the wrong track with his life, so as his reflection I want to help!

Just stop while you're ahead. I know what I'm doing, I don't need a pep talk from a mirror.

[He turns to 2B.]

Let's get moving.

Now just wait a moment! Don't you see that you're acting like a dog? You barely know King Arthur! Is he even qualified--

I know him well enough to decide that he deserves my support. Now shut up, or the young Miss will shatter you.

[Since when did 2B come under his command?! But in fairness, he's probably just hoping that she'll go along with it. Nevertheless he starts marching towards the grand mirror (or.. where he hopes it is; it's goddamn dark and maze-like in here), trusting 2B to come along and hoping that Mirror Hijikata will be wise enough to stay behind. Should Mirror 2B show up, well, they'll deal with that then.]

[Well, under his command isn't far off from the truth. Had he given the order, 2B would have absolutely shattered the glass without a beat. He's no Commander, but if it walks like a human and talks like a human, then it probably is a human, so by default, her programming will hardly allow her to do otherwise.

But then he turns from the mirror and 2B follows, but not without a grunt of protest back at his reflective self that had dared address her in the first place. When she catches up, falling into a stride beside him, she peers up.]

Don't call me Miss. There is no need to be formal.

[And she hates it!

With that out of the way, she gives the mirrors a glance over her shoulders.]

Why not break it? It will just keep coming back until it's dealt with.

I'm worried about the reports of Merlin and potentially other people being trapped in there. I haven't seen anyone but the bastard with my face just now, but...

[He has no idea what might happen to the wizard and the others if all the mirrors were shattered, and in any case this hold-up smacks of a delay tactic, so he keeps a fast pace. Was the Hall of Mirrors this hard to navigate when he first entered it to deliver the crystals for the Pure of Heart and Brave of Soul Mirror half a year ago? The darkness sure doesn't help. He summons a flame in his palm to light the way a little.]

What should I call you if not Miss? I'm--

[Before he can give her his name his reflection pops up in the nearest mirror and cuts him off in a mocking tone.]

Toshirou Hijikata, Demon Vice-Commander of the Shinsengumi!

-- Hijikata will do.

[She's having some troubles navigating through the hall herself. Not even a tactical visor or her Pod can help her with this one. With Hijikata's quickened pace, she hardly has time to decipher what's a real mirror and what's only a reflection of one, and so this journey won't be without a few bumps along the way. Literally. 2B keeps walking into the mirrors.

She really does look like she's blind.

And she's just righting herself when the reflection appears in front of her, inside the one that she's collided with. It doesn't startle her so much as it does piss her off, because why the HELL are there so many of these, and with a mighty shove, she knocks the entire thing over. It shatters and scatters glass shards all across the floor.

...

Well, that took care of him at least. 2B gives a low 'hmph' and spins to face the real Hijikata, as if that didn't just happen.]

YoRHa unit Number 2, Type B. But please, call me 2B.

[She salutes, hand across her chest.]

A pleasure, Mister Hijikata.

[He nods, struggling a little to not grin - Mirror Hijikata's expression as the mirror fell over was priceless. He has no doubt that the nuisance will pop back up, but at least he was made to flail a little. Despite what he himself said regarding his concern for those trapped in the mirrors, surely one more or less won't make a difference.]

Likewise. Let's keep going.

[He's really worried for King Arthur, but that doesn't mean that they can't keep talking while they speedwalk through the confusing maze.]

YoRHa, hm? What do you guys do?

[She's more inclined to keep in step with Hijikata now, almost pinned right at his side so she doesn't accidentally bump into more mirrors and make a further fool of herself. He seems sure and confident, so she follows suit, but her arms still remain out in front of her while her Pod now shines a light on the path ahead of them. That, at least, should hopefully help with finding an easy way through!

They still have a king to save, after all. But past this, 2B has no idea where to go and what she's looking for, so she's glad to explain what it is she does instead.]

An army, [she begins between steps.] Created to fight on the frontlines of the 14th Machine War, and to return Earth to its rightful owners.

[And then, she remembers that there's always that one question that's raised following the explanation, so before he can ask, she adds on:] Androids.

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[The light does help! Hijikata regards the pod with some curiosity, but 2B's explanation quickly pulls his attention back to her.]

Damn, fourteen wars in a row? Good grief.

[If his Earth hadn't surrendered to the Amanto after "just" one war he might have wondered if 2B could possibly be from his same world, just a few centuries down the line... but as it is that seems unlikely.]

Who conquered your Earth?

[His big misunderstanding here is that the war is called the Machine War after the androids fighting in it... this may cause some friction just a short bit down the line, maybe.]

Aliens obsessed with humans. They brought their creation, the machines, with them. They wanted to study, learn.

[And thus, chased humanity out of its home. She wonders what it would have been like to have been there when that happened, and if YoRHa had existed when it did, would it have happened at all? Trivial wonders, of course, and something she tries not to waste too much of her time contemplating.

Not that she will have much time to, because they happen upon a mirror, much larger than the rest at the end of their path. One that's much more ornate, and it's the way its trim glints under Pod's light that catches 2B's eye.]

... Is this what we are looking for?

[Hijikata has many more questions about those aliens and their machines and everything else, but the sight of the Pure of Heart and Brave of Soul Mirror takes all his thoughts off that for the moment. It feels... wrong, nothing like the last time, and that impression isn't at all helped by the shadowy figure standing in front of it.]

Yeah.

[That's when the laughter starts, strangely echoing from all the mirrors around, and Arthur turns around, sword drawn and eyes aglow.]

Shit.

[The laughter sends a chill up 2B's spine, and she didn't know that she could get goosebumps. There's something haunting about it, and it doesn't take her long to figure out why. It reminds her of the laughter that rang through the bunker before she landed here. The infected androids cackling in her ears while their voices died away over the intercom, drowned out by the static.

Whatever the magic is that lingers in here, it's infected the King the same way the logic virus did the androids, didn't it?

She can't be sure, but—]

That's not a king.

[Or is it? It's hard to tell from here, and even harder with the way his eyes glow. Other versions of him pass through the mirrors lining the corridor they stand in, and 2B whips around to catch one just as it flits between them and disappears.

She growls.]

I think we should break them all.

[Hijikata would actually consider that a pretty good analogy. Possessions kind of are like corruptions, and the spectres doing it are the virus. Immediately he finds himself back to back with 2B, equally ready to fight back the Mirror Arthurs. Regarding her suggestion, though--]

No, don't! Merlin and other people are trapped in the mirrors; we don't know what'll happen to them if we destroy them all.

[He exchanges a couple of sword blows with another Arthur copy, then kicks him away, trying to avoid lethal injuries since he already lost sight of the original.]

I tried it earlier, and the mirror broke alright, but the trapped man was simply pushed back deeper into the endless reflections. I found him again in another mirror.

[Poor Emet-Selch. Hopefully no one else will come by and make it worse for him. Meanwhile some other death mages have started to forge a way towards the main mirror, having identified it as the possessed source of all the replicas, but Hijikata will need another moment before he catches up with the plan. He's still pretty new to the whole exorcism business, all things considered.]

[Yeah, in hindsight, the idea of smashing them probably isn't a very good one, but never put her down for strategy if it ever came down to it.

She clicks her tongue in response, turning around to whip out her sword just in time to catch Hijkata block a swing from a copy. He hasn't taken it down completely, and she'd like to make sure the job is finished, but there are more of them still crawling out of the mirrors, laughing at them as they draw their blades, the sound of metal screeching echoing through the chamber.]

Fine. I'll do my best.

[Not to break a mirror that is, because not one, but two swords are out now, a smaller katana-like blade and a much larger greatsword, swinging around until they're floating on either side of them. And with the use of her magic, she sends them flying out to the left and right, piercing through two brand new copies. The blades stop just short of the mirrors they've come out of, leaving small cracks in their center.]

Where is the real one?

[Okay, dual-wilding is already impressive on its own, but with one of the swords being that big Hijikata is quickly coming to appreciate 2B's strength more and more. He tries to look around for the real Arthur, but it's no use.]

I've got no clue! They all look the same! Have you got blood magic by any chance?

[Even if she did, with all the bodies on this poorly lit battleground she'd likely be hard-pressed to tell the one human king apart from all the other living people. However Hijikata finally takes note of the exorcism activity that's starting around the mirror.]

Actually, change of plans: I'll help cleanse the mirror! I hope that'll stop this shitshow. Can you give me cover?

[Usually it would be him covering the back of whatever spellcaster he ends up with, but it seems like this time the roles will have to be reversed. He only just met 2B, but he's trusting his gut feeling here, and it tells him that she won't let him down.]

Roger that.

[She complies without question, swords still spinning around in front of her to keep the copies back. Meanwhile, she turns to her Pod.]

Pod, scan for organic lifeforms. See if we can find the real one.

[The support unit beeps in affirmation, but it's a long while before she even gets a response, so she busies herself with the copies, beating them down as they come, but cautious not to destroy them completely in the event that it's the real Arthur that she hits. Kinetic magic comes in handy as well, with her carefully sending it out in waves to knock them off their feet.]

"Organic lifeform detected." [The Pod's light shines on one King Arthur, flitting between a pair of mirrors. 2B grumbles under her breath, wanting to chase after him, but Hijikata is her first priority.]

What's the status on the mirror?

[While 2B was keeping the Arthur replicas at bay Hijikata started his first exorcism, relying on an incantation he committed to memory during his studies earlier this month. It's a completely new experience for him, but once he can feel the magical pull he has on one of the spectres in the mirror he ruthlessly channels more and more energy into forcing it out until it's ripped from its crystal and disappears with a shriek (presumably it's only hiding or fleeing rather than having been banished from the realm, but for the time being that's enough for him).]

Ah...

[He takes a brief break at 2B's inquiry, breathing heavily from the exertion, and scans his fellow death mages' progress.]

We're at 40%, give or take!

[Luckily others have started supporting the exorcists by cloaking them in shadows or glamours to hide them from view, so if 2B pursues the Arthur her pod singled out Hijikata has a decent chance of remaining undisturbed.]

[Only 40%!? is what she wants to yell back, but she can see the heavy toll that it's taking on him, and something in her body sinks, the same way dread would weigh heavy on a human's stomach and toss and turn it. She wishes that she could help them in some way, but just as another one of Arthur's army of clones comes in with a shield bash, she remembers that she has another job to do.

Hopefully the sound of a metal shield against a sword isn't too distracting, because the collision is loud enough to vibrate in 2B's head. Her teeth clench when she fights back, and she manages to push him off of her, sending him reeling back into a mirror that shatters against his armour. Well, one mirror won't hurt.

As for the real Arthur, he's taken off further down the hall, and while 2B would like nothing more than to pursue him and ask him WHAT THE HELL, she's committed herself to protecting Hijikata, and refuses to leave his side. Instead, she orders her Pod to follow, and it does with an affirmative beep.]

What will exorcising the mirrors do?

[She finds herself asking without even thinking, wandering up to an empty mirror to peer into the glass.]

Stop the Arthurs from coming!

[That's his hope, at least. He starts up the next exorcism more viciously and aggressively, trying to tune out the battle sounds all around and shut up the voice inside that tells him that that's where he should be, damn it, and the next ghost is forced from the mirror in a much shorter time. They're making good headway! As the spectres lose ground the replica production does slow down notably. 60%, 80%... before long there should be only one King Arthur left as the fake ones disintegrate.]

[That one King Arthur is standing, a light shining on him while he's hunched over on the ground with his sword. Someone must have landed a blow on him that was hard enough to take him down a notch, and 2B watches from a distance, not sure what to make of the situation.

Is he okay? Is it even safe to approach him? And what of the mirrors? How are they supposed to know whether or not they're all gone? She trusts that Hijikata and the other mages were able to do the job, but should something new crawl out of there, she could never forgive herself for letting her guard down if anyone got hurt.

2B approaches Hijikata first, a hand finding a place on his back once the exorcism is complete, while her Pod maintains a watchful "eye" on the King.]

You'll be alright?

[She knows that magic can take its toll on a person, and... well, she's here for this one.]

[Feeling her hand on his back is honestly comforting. Hijikata isn't physically hurt at all, yet he's struggling to keep it together... damn it, it'll really take him some time to get a good sense of his ~~mana bar~~ magic endurance. He musters a nod.]

Yeah. I'm just drained; I'll be fine.

[He takes a deep breath, then lifts his head to check on the main mirror. Satisfied to see all crystals free of that unearthly blue glow he looks around until his eyes find the king. Luckily healers are already swarming towards him.]

Go give them cover as they fix him up, just in case.

[He's confident that he himself will be fine after just a little break... he wants to close his eyes, but he'll keep them open and instead reward himself with a cigarette.]

[2B hesitates leaving his side, eyes looking over him to search for any sign of injury, before she gives him a nod in return. Whatever it was that he did, it was pretty damn cool, and he deserves a rest after that. She doesn't feel confident leaving him completely alone while she goes to tend to the king and healers, so 2B motions to her Pod.]

Pod, stay here. Keep an eye out and make sure nothing else can harm him.

[The Pod beeps.]

"Affirmative."

Please take it easy. I'll make sure that he gets out of here safely.

[With one last pat on his shoulder, 2B rises to her feet and lifts her hand in a salute across her chest.]

Glory to Mankind.

[He lacks the context to say it back to her, just giving her a mildly confused blink as she turns to carry out his request and look after the king and the healers. Right, she was made to fight on behalf of humanity... for her to protect him so fiercely and reliably is amazing, but while he's grateful there are some other underlying feelings in the mix. Is this really alright?

He'll have to think further about all that later, though. For the moment he lights up a cigarette, briefly glancing up at the pod, and leans back against the cool surface of a pillar while keeping his half-lidded eyes on the surroundings, just in case any of the ghosts decide that they want another round.]

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