Trumpets blow loudly to introduce the start of the tournament day. Everyone is invited to watch or participate. Those who would like to sign up need simply sign in for the competition they seek to join in on. Sign ups open at 8am, though you can sign up any time before the start of your competition category. There are different prizes listed for each category!
In the sign-up area before the tournaments begin, there will be a number of entertainment shows going on: Some of the fae who were invited are giving enchanted body paintings. Once the painting is finished, they will travel across your body like a living tattoo. Please be sure to specify if you would like it to be permanent or temporary, and exactly what you want-- especially if you want a permanent one.
In addition to the body painting, there will be a number of clowns playing pranks and giving out balloons that, when popped, completely cover the surrounding 5 feet in glow-in-the-dark glitter that smells of your favorite scent. Each one will smell different depending on who is smelling it. What's more is the glitter actually dissolves after 12 hours, so you don't have to worry about it never getting out of anything. Amazing!
There are additional dance shows and parades going on through the town and near the sign-up area to draw people in, and little pop-up shops with merch you can buy to support the tournament-- cool t-shirts, sunglasses, hats, keychains, and more. Don't forget to download the Tournament Bets app so you can place money on your favorites to win and make bank! Maybe save some for the tavern afterward if things don't work out, though... or before you make any decisions, check out the castles' royal tea garden, beautifully decorated in a wide variety of wintery florals, which is set up and serving a delightful medley of teas with soothing effects. Just be careful-- each table has a magic grapevine that will communicate with another table, so you may end up hearing someone else's secrets on the grapevine... or just ending up with a fun conversation if you notice it before you say something you don't want to share.
As the tournament gets underway, it starts off with all of the multiview screens taking focus on the royal viewing box. In it stands a man that we have not yet seen before, but who stands with an air of dignity. He's wearing a suit, and a crown, and looks confident despite that he has many reasons to be hesitant- he is back from the dead, after all.
 | ”"My name is Arthur Pendragon, King of Camelot. Many of you may have heard of me from your worlds I'm told, and many still may not have, but I will begin with an apology. I should have been there for those of you who arrived months ago and have been bravely pursuing this battle without leadership. I am afraid a few millennia of culture shock have thrown me off course and the Advent of the Kardashians in my studies has not helped these matters. But that is little excuse. From here on out, I will be with you in your journeys. Those who have questions of me, I will be offering an..."
Merlin's voice comes in off-camera to help him out, since he's still not sure on all the lingo, offering "AMA" to assist, then Arthur continues.
"An AMA to you all in the coming days. But for the time being, let us celebrate the wins and strides you all have made with a tournament. Those brave enough to enter, I hope to see you vying for knighthood and fighting alongside me in the days to come. For the love of Camelot!" |
The video ends and the first tournament event begins. The categories and prizes are as follows:Close-Quarters Melee (No Magic): Any non-projectile weapon is allowed. All combatants meet on a sand lot surrounded by stands. The last combatant standing wins. Prize: 500,000G; (Item) Enchanted Sword, courtesy of the royal blacksmith and permanently enchanted by Merlin (Winner can choose what kind of effect they want upon contact with blade! IC choice, but must be approved by mods)
Physical Healing: All physical wounds will be divided among healers. Participation in this event will yield monetary payment of 10,000G per person regardless of win, as it is an essential service. The first person to complete their patient load will win the competition. Prize: 50,000G; (Recipe) Protective Charm
Long-Range Firing Competition: Archers, gunsmen, slingshot, or any other projectile-firing weapons or magic may be used for precision aiming at long-distance targets, both still and moving. It is not permitted to fire at other competitors, but distracting, blocking, and otherwise creating interference with curses, shields, and so on is permitted. Causing injury to other competitors will result in disqualification. Prize: 50,000G; (Item) Locked-and-Loading Projectile Purse
Lunch: Lunch break! There are plenty of food stands available for anyone to purchase whatever food their heart desires, but for the competitive lot, there is a hot dog eating contest to participate in or enjoy. Let the ref know if you would prefer vegan hot dogs, as they are available. Prize: 20,000K; (Recipe) Instant Loperamide
Animal & Hypnotic Obstacle Course: This one is for the animal and cognitive users. Use animal magic to direct a blindfolded animal or hypnotized peer through an obstacle course. Whichever team finishes the course first is the winner. (No one will question whether or not the hypnotized participant is there willingly, but make sure you discuss OOC.) Prize: 50,000G; (Recipe) Enchanted Gold Rose
Dark & Light Submission: Dark magic users will be given instructions to utilize shadow magic to essentially swallow their light opponent into a vat of darkness and pull them into pitch-black dungeons underground. Light magic users are to utilize their light magic to overwhelm the shadows and prevent themselves from being pulled under. Light magic users are given intsructions to create hardlight bindings to stop their dark magic opponents from controlling the shadows. Whoever secures their opponent first wins. (Multiple winners.) Prize: 10,000G; (Potion) Countercurse
Alchemy & Kinetic Animated Battles: An alchemist and a kinetic user pair up to alchemize a warrior of their choosing. It can be made of any material you like-- stone, straw, brick, mud, steel, whatever, but it must be made to be mobile and armed as you please, as kinetic users will then be tasked with animating various parts of the body and fighting the alchemists's creations against each other. Prize: 50,000G to each member of the winning team; (Potion) Animatia
Single Element Knock-Out: Elemental magic users may select one element to fight with. Each magic user is given their own platform in a pool. The goal is to knock your opponents into the water. Note: The water of the pool is not usable in the competition; using the pool will result in disqualification. You can jump from platform to platform to avoid hits but leaving the pool area will result in disqualification. Prize: 50,000G; (Recipe) Glowstick
Magical Melee: Like the close-quarters free-for-all, any magic type may join in. All combatants meet on a sand lot surrounded by stands. The last mage standing wins. Prize: 500,000G; (Item) Channeling Staff
Anyone who participates will get the following: A big thank you, a free meal ticket redeemable at any food stand during lunch, and (Recipe) Cool Firework. Reminder that players who want their character to win should sign up on the plotting post here. You can thread anything out on the log. Please sign up before 11:59pm on Friday 1/22. Results will be drawn live if we can figure out an easy way to do that and posted on Saturday.
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isleofavalon2021-01-21 01:25 am
Body Glitter
[There's a woman staring at him. Uncomprehending. She knew Earth food was weird, but this...?]
[Oh, now she's smelling some off her own fingers. Still smells like flowers. Juniberries, to be precise. And while it's a nice fragrance, it's not exactly fruity, more of a fresh, outdoorsy springtime smell.]
[Ah. It kind of looks like she pities you, Hijikata.]
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This... uhm.
I'm a policeman.
I have to... test these substances... to make sure it's nothing illegal. You understand.
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[She's unconvinced. Clearly, she's trying to hide that, but it's on her face and in her voice. It's not even clear if she believes he's actually a policeman.]
Do you, erm, deal a lot with clowns smuggling illicit substances in their balloons...?
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Well, it's not always this exact scenario, but the general gist of it is my daily business.
[Clowns, drugs and balloons surely all featured in the Shinsengumi's investigations at some point, albeit most likely on separate occasions. Surely. Edo is, after all, a crime-filled circus.]
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[This isn't making fun of him. She's genuinely trying to understand what's going on here. It seems weird that clowns would need their own police force, but...]
[But maybe Earth is just like that. Full of criminal clowns.]
So... [Okay. Okay. Let's not try to come across as too judgmental of Earthlings here.] ... how did it taste? Legal?
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[Edo has a regular police, and then it has the Shinsengumi, which supposedly investigates matters relevant to the government's interests, but as a matter of fact they end up in all sorts of petty crimes and shenanigans. Anyway, whatever else he says, he definitely isn't normal by the account of anyone who ever interacted with him.]
And it tasted shitty!
[Sorry, Allura. He doesn't know he's talking to royalty, and also he's flustered. Her pointy ears remind him of one of many species of extraterrestrials who colonised his world, but people here come from so many different universes, there are probably as many different "elves" as there are "humans".]
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[And "shitty" doesn't explain the legality of it at all.]
[... ... ...]
[Or does it?]
Are they going to get off with just a fine, then? Or will you be arresting them outright?
[You know, this would explain a lot about Hunk's preoccupation with food, if humans will arrest you outright for making things that taste bad. After all, he always seemed quite concerned about doing the right thing, right? Yup. Makes total sense.]
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Neither. I wish I could stop this mayhem, but I guess what these bastards are doing is legal. I will, however, investigate who the hell hired those clowns. I'm going to have some words with those people, and if it's the king himself.
[Now he's just being prickly and petty. He's hungry and out of cigarettes again, his familiar is an unreliable bird man, he only has fire magic while other people have four or more elements at their disposal, and everyone is pushing him into participating in contests and games when all he wants is a police force or something to join so he can stop feeling like a fish out of water.]
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[She circles around a bit, to cut him off before he goes marching off to complain to the management about the clowns.]
It would be one thing if they were breaking the law, but — these clowns are here for our entertainment! You cannot have them removed for simply doing their jobs!
[Of course, Allura is a little biased here, for the same reason that she was actually pretty concerned about the glitter's legality: she's already gotten quite a bit on herself, and she happens to like how it makes her sparkle.]
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Handing out balloons is fine, but they shouldn't pop them on unexpecting people! Also who's going to clean up all this glitter?
[He gestures at her.]
You're going to be picking that out of your hair for hours!
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[Why are you talking about that like it's a bug? It's a feature.]
Why do you have such a problem with it? It doesn't seem harmful for me. ... as long as you don't eat it.
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It smelled edible.
[Otherwise she's kind of right... whoever organised the clowns hopefully also organised a clean-up service. He just has a bad habit of making every problem he encounters his problem.]
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[Then again, based on what she's seen of their diet so far, humans seem to get plenty of roughage in their salads. Maybe he likes eating flowers.]
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Continued from above (to avoid pagestretching)!
No, more like this!
[And of course, because how else could this possibly go over, he "helpfully" takes the bottle from her and starts covering her entire meal in pale yellow goop. Maybe if she jerks the plate away from him fast enough she'll "just" end up with an overly fatty meal rather than a completely mayo-drowned one.]
that is incredibly courteous, I never remember to do that
[She does hesitate a moment, under the mistaken assumption that this man will remember himself and stop. But no, he keeps right on pouring. And her mind races, wondering if she's really certain it's going to taste all right, and the steep price she had to pay the food truck, which was charging extra to squeeze some extra profits out of the tournament—]
[And so, yes, Allura does grab the basket holding the food, and pulls it out of the path of the waterfall of mayonnaise. But... alas. So much damage has already been done.]
[There's barely enough space at the edge for her to reach in and grab a dry end of a piece of chicken. And, even when she does manage to pull one out, some more of the mayonnaise slorps down through the opening and plops down onto the dry piece below.]
[And what's worse:] Ugh, it's getting all over my fingers...! Hang on, the food truck might has something to wipe it off...
[Additionally, this gives her a little time to stall, because she's no longer confident about giving it a taste test.]
It's just an old habit I find so hard to shake!
Yeah, you've got to be careful.
[Wow!! Now he's really making it out to be her clumsiness rather than his second-hand overindulgence? He sure is.]
it's a good habit to have!
[All right, she's somehow cleaned this piece of chicken down to a manageable level of mayonnaise. She can work with this. ... probably.]
Here goes nothing...
[And she bites down... and doesn't spit it out right away, which is probably saying something. But after chewing it, her feedback is...]
... chicken is delicious!
[Seriously, who cares about the mayo, huh?]
❤
Yeah, can't go wrong with chicken with mayonnaise.
[Just emphasising this for the record! It's the mayonnaise that makes it delicious! Clearly! But this is good overall; she likes fair food. She isn't totally hopeless. She'll probably be able to survive here.]
We haven't introduced ourselves, have we? I'm Hijikata.
[Sure, coerce her into eating mayonnaise first before exchanging names. Priorities.]
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[You know, like ketchup. Or barbecue sauce, even. Honey mustard. All the different condiments people normally use with chicken!]
[Hunk would probably be proud of her for recognizing the natural harmony of salty and sweet, but truthfully, she just has a bit of a sweet tooth.]
Oh, I don't believe we have! I'm Allura, princess of Altea. [How to greet him? Handshakes seem to be the local standard, but her hands are gross now. ... don't mind her, holding up a hand as if to wave.]
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[Because that'll neither taste awful nor be even more goddamn unhealthy... Hunk would surely be dismayed at Hijikata's cursed tastebuds, but he'd be proud of Allura alright. When she introduces herself he blinks in surprise.]
You're a princess?
[He returns her wave-salute (and now he thinks that's customary where she's from and will always greet her like that regardless of the circumstances). He knows a princess - the shogun's younger sister - back home, but she's still a child and quite sheltered. Still, she's his only real point of reference.]
You're here all alone, without your entourage or anyone?
[She needs a bodyguard!]
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[Since her planet was destroyed by the Galra, actually. Even back then, Altean royalty enjoyed a sort of independence that you would rarely find on Earth.]
[Anyway, don't mind her. As she talks, she'll also be cleaning off a second piece of chicken. Why did he have to put so much of it on there???]
Nowadays I travel with my fellow Paladins of Voltron. And there are a number of them here in Avalon with me. In fact, I believe Shiro's here, competing in the tournaments as well.
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Paladins? Those are like knights, right? That's good, then. If Shirou's in the melee I may just get to face off against him.
[He'll test that man's strength and skills! Allura isn't his princess or anything, but he'll still feel satisfied to know that the people protecting her are capable-- wait, though. She said fellow.]
You're a paladin too? But... how come? Are you a warrior princess? Also is Altea your kingdom and Voltron your organisation, or..?
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A warrior princess... I suppose that's one way of putting it, yes. Altea is a planet, once fulled of a warrior race, until it was destroyed in the war against the Galra Emprie. And Voltron was our ultimate weapon, the strongest in the universe...
A giant robotic warrior, formed from five robotic lions.
[hey is this sounding like one of your japanese animes yet]
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Wow!! It's a mecha?
[He'd gush harder about that and ask more questions, but what she said before that dampens his excitement a little.]
I'm sorry about what happened to your world. Is that why you had to go to Earth?
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[Some humans have all the luck, right? Then again, would a robot lion want a pilot who's obsessed with mayonnaise and cigarettes? Think of how hard it would be to get the smell of tobacco out of a mecha cockpit.]
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