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world zero: game on!

The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and because this is the Isle of Champions - they will be singing forever. You step through an Airport much like the one that you witnessed in The Space - but this one is bustling with life. Streamers and banners line every inch of the walls, praising athletes and bold font encouraging each kingdom to take home the gold!! Haggard assistants run through the airport terminal with luggage carts, and lines of fans with cameras and items they’d like signed wait behind ropes that keep them all in one place.

A few steps in, a jingling tone and vibration might alert you to something in your pocket. Investigating it will reveal a cell phone - and a message just for you!

For Everyone:

One (1) New Message

Welcome to all athletes, supporters, merchants, and esteemed guests to The Isle of Champions for the 10th Annual War Games! The island has been gifted with the latest technology in order to help ensure efficiency and comfort during your visit. Please utilize the digital maps and assistants in order to make it to your hotel and destinations beyond. Thank you for your patronage, and victory to us all!

But what's this…? It looks as though Original Individuals will find that their text message continues:

Bet You Thought You'd Seen the Last of Me? ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

If you can read this… (๑ↀᆺↀ๑)✧ It looks like your soul didn't assimilate as well as the others!!

Here's the skinny: Welcome to… the magic Olympics!! (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧ Your mission is the same! Laugh! Cry! Regain the pieces of yourself that were once lost!

（｀・ω・）ゞ And maybe kick some ass at sportsball while you're at it!!

Uhh, oh, let me catch you up to speed though—

Original characters will then find themselves with a very, very brief summary of what their Remixed life would have been - but it only pertains to facts about themselves, like their kingdom and occupation! There's no mention of their relationships with the other characters. For those of you who haven't crafted possible Remixed lives, you'll only get:

( ⚆ _ ⚆ ) Um… Backstory not found?

… Feel free to wing it! (☞ﾟヮﾟ)☞

Let's continue on our adventure, shall we!

The Isle of Champions is a bustling city, and you'll have to make it through Downtown to actually get to your destination. Whether you're on foot or grabbed a car, you'll see the shops and tourists fill the streets! Every restaurant and dessert shop seems to have its own special gimmick item for the Games, and some people might give you dirty looks on the street if they see you repping a snowcone with a different Kingdom emblem than their own. Phew, competitive much? But more than that, you'll see merchandise for all the different athletes that are competing in the Games - see a familiar face on there? Maybe even if you're own? Or are you going to be the person that buys all your friends' merch just to embarrass them later?

The Hotel where you might want to drop off your stuff - if you have... stuff....? - is about as glamorous as you would expect! It's a structure that's been renovated and improved with each incarnation of the Games, which is a rather fortunate thing as you might notice that reporters, politicians, and other big wigs are assigned to stay here. Other general fans and spectators might have their rooms here, if they didn't get a more inexpensive room in a different inn downtown, but they're definitely on the first ten floors as opposed to eleven and up which sound like they're reserved for the fancy shmancy folks.

But you might also be led to this location with the talk of the Gala that'll be held halfway through the Games - all throughout the first two weeks, it looks like people are getting ready for it! The Grand Ballroom on the second floor of the hotel has a set of double doors where only volunteers and staff can enter - maybe you can find a way in? However there apparently seems to be an odd legend that revolves around the Gala. If you fistbump your rival at midnight, you will both see each other in the Finals for your event the following Games. So? Do you think you're gonna get bumped? ;)

Well, where are the stars of the show anyway....? It looks like Victory Village is where all the athletes are stationed!! All the athletes will be dorming here, and each of them have their own room! Who can say what their situations with their neighbors might be like though - hopefully they get along! All the amenities can be found here - along with a number of luxurious add-ons. There's a 24/7 kitchen open to the athletes, with chefs from all around the world ready to cater to their needs. Not to mention training facilities, because this is about sportsball at the end of the day. Probably. Athletes will find a floor dedicated entirely to virtual reality simulations of every single sport that they might desire. Anyone within the room will begin the simulation with them! Isn't that fun?

And of course... The War Games Arena is majestic. A sight to see. It gleams against the sunlight, holding all the hopes and dreams of every athlete that wanted to compete. Each day holds a new event, and each day the athletes of each kingdom will compete to see how high they can place. Inside are the usual locker rooms, the stands with the thousands of screaming fans, and of course the VIP Lounge and Press Box. Well, surely there's a way to visit if you're really curious enough to get a sneak peek at what it might be like inside.

Finally, every inch of the island itself is gorgeous. The sunsets are famous here, and the beaches have only the softest sand and unfathomably massive swells of waves. Yet the interesting bit is that it seems like all throughout - a line of technology runs. Questions as simple as "Where am I?" will prompt a virtual screen to seemingly appear out of thin air, giving you a map of the island to navigate yourself. Though there may be an occasion where a little spot of fire, or a rain of ice, can be seen out of the corner of your eye - only for it to disappear entirely. Well… maybe they're just working some bugs out. Everything innovative requires a little bit of tinkering before it's fixed!

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Welcome to your first world hop - World Zero: Game On! Please utilize this post, as well as the AU Plotting Post for all your reference needs. Questions are also welcomed to be sent to Dana at any time via the Discord! Until Discord learns to behave, PMs to the mod account are fine!

Comments

[fishingforcompliments]

shopping spree;
[Well, this is a lot.

The hustle and bustle of the city is both familiar and unfamiliar to her at the same time. She doesn't recognize many of the people going about their days - how can she? This isn't her world, after all - but as she's walking through some of the places selling merch, she... spots a familiar face.

It's printed on a hand towel, but it's a familiar face nonetheless.

In fact? It's your face! Flayn is definitely attempting to haggle with a merchant over a hand towel with your face on it.]

Please, I must have it...! Name your price!

[I never said she was haggling well.]

wildcard;
[I can't think of anything else at the moment but feel free to hit me up at hungriest to plot since Discord is being a butt! Or just hit up her ic inbox for assorted bullshit.]

[doublesmall]

C'mon, you're just asking to get price-gouged going into it like that...

[he has no idea who she is, but apparently she's a fan, considering the fact that towel definitely has his face? and he's not the most upstanding of people, he'd let this happen if it were anyone else's merch, but he's not here to let a fan of his be taken advantage of, okay.]

[givethemhell]

[WELL HE'S NO STAR ATHLETE but he did still somehow manage to squirrel himself a spot in the fucking Olympics, so what she's bartering for is probably a hand towel that's already been discounted that are mostly being bought by people from Idoll. Wild. Not that he knows anything about this since he's Original!! He does slide up though while she's bargaining to give it a curious look, though.]

—Wow! That really does look like me! Haha, there are a few poster vendors I know back home who could learn a thing or two from these guys. —Actually, it's a little creepy how accurate this is...?

[What's a photo, damn.]

[suddenlybees]

Eh... You don't want that one. It's defective, it's defective~

[ It's a perfectly good towel, but Kano tries to get Flayn to set it down anyways— literally face down, maybe off the table and onto the ground if he's lucky. He's not even an athlete, so there should be no reason for his face to be on any merchandise. Nobody wants to buy stuff with a picture of some famous person's random relative on it. ]

shopping spree... i love her

[spitefires]

[ lio is here! in a baseball cap, wearing sunglasses, with his hair tied back, but here nonetheless.

the victory village hadn't seemed far, and with a manager to help bring the rest of his things to his dorm, he insisted on seeing the sights around the isle. he promised to keep a low profile, but when he sees flayn attempting to talk with the merchant—and is that a towel with his own face on it?—he slows to a stop nearby.

..hm. he adjusts the backpack on his shoulder, coming up beside her and the merchant. he clears his throat, lowering his glasses and speaking quietly. ]

I'd like to help her purchase this.

[ if the merchant catches his drift. ]

dana made a shitpost shirt and i WILL use it

[doublesmall]

shopping-

[well, chuuya's not at all surprised to find merch with his face on it. he thinks he's kind of a big deal? this is what he expected, and he hasn't been disappointed...

but he's definitely giving this shirt an uncertain look as he eyes it, arms folded.]

Jeez, Galo was for real...? I was hoping maybe he made that thing... oi, is there supposed to be any kind of approvals process-!

[this is his face!! ™ ™ ™!!]

victory village-

[you can find him getting some food after a good training session-- maybe one you helped with, even, he'll go up against most people. he's not exhausted, but he's definitely ready to rest for a bit, a towel still draped around his neck as he accepts his food and takes an experimental bite.]

Oh, shit, you have to try this. Hey chef! Give us another one of these!

[apparently he's not accepting objections!]

training-

[or you can find him before that other prompt if you want, investigating the simulations, busy paging through the options... and as someone else approaches, he flashes them a little grin.]

They really did include everything, huh. What do you think-- wanna have a practice run or two? I'll even let you pick.

[and if it's something he hasn't trained much in, well. it'll be his turn next.]

victory village!

[givethemhell]

[APPARENTLY HE'S FINE WITH THIS trying new foods has been one of his favorite things of this entire... endeavor, even if he absolutely made himself sick off of churros his first night in The Void. Eating is better than training, trying to figure out technology, and also trying to figure out what the hell happened to everyone's memories!!]

What is it, what is it? Is it sweet? Spicy? I haven't had much of either yet - just this. It's pretty bad, haha.

[He's waving an energy bar that some coach probably shoved into his hand at some point. Not tasty!!]

shopping

[suddenlybees]

[ jfc what's that... Kano snickers as he comes up behind Chuuya, clapping him on the back. ]

For real~ Better get those certain victories so you're no making a liar out of him!! Are you gonna get one? The contrast in color really makes your face pop~

[ Can't go wrong with black and white. ]

shopping

[counterclocked]

How much do you want to bet somebody has made an action figure of you by now?

[He's joking, but he also would be 0% surprised if there was actually a Chuuya action figure lurking somewhere in this city. Wild.]

shopping

[decryptic]

[ Surprise! Here's a uniformed android boy at Chuuya's side, curiously peering at the shirt in question. While his wide smile is natural enough, his conspicuous visor marks him as nonhuman. ]

Oh, the design team really outdid itself. The internet eats stuff like this right up. With luck, that shirt is going to be the vehicle that gets your face plastered across every social meda site known to man.

[ 9S finds this funny, if his cheerful tone is anything to go by. He hasn't even properly said hello or dropped a "long time no see"... Poking fun comes first. ]

victory village

[wisterin]

[ Is this what someone who's assimilated is like? It's a bit odd to observe someone who had been so at odds with things seem so at home in some place even newer. ]

How are you so sure I'll like it?

[ She smiles. She's not objecting, just asking. ]

shopping

[spitefires]

[ fucking incredible. someone wearing a baseball cap, sunglasses, and a ponytail sidles up right beside chuuya to look at this work of art. he's also holding a corn dog. ]

Galo would have found a grainier photo of you. You don't think you'll find certain victory just by looking at this shirt? I think I'm convinced.

[ taking a corn dog bite and maybe smiling a little (a lot) ]

[soulburns]

[ downtown - MORE shitpost items ]

Hahaha - I'll take one of every athlete you've got!!

[guess who has no inside voice!! it's galo! but the thing is that his INCREDIBLY LOUD LAUGHTER is soon to be traded for despaired howls of distress

he's wearing one of these stunning t-shirts but what he's holding is -

well.

these booty shorts]

They're not even clever!!

[galo learning that sometimes fans are horny 😔]

[ anywhere - fistbump me at sunset ]

[the gala sure is being advertised all over the island!! galo will probably be halfway through eating a churro when one of the banners catches his eye, and then he'll nudge whoever else might've been admiring it!! his grin is warm and friendly

but his eyebrows waggle a little]

You gonna bump anyone this year?

[ ;) ]

[ wildcard ]

[hit me wITH WHATEVER YOU'VE GOT]

'we already have a thread' shh... anyway, anywhere

[doublesmall]

[chuuya's also grabbed a dessert, and he's probably perched on something nearby because galo is TOO GODDAMN TALL for him to look up at all the time...

that question gets a thoughtful hum as he takes another bite of the snowcone, waiting to finish it before he answers.]

Maaaybe. I'm thinking about it.

[genrouzan]

[victory village - kitchens]

[ I did at least plan he was a chef for the athletes! Anyone milling around the victory village kitchens around 8pm onwards will see at least one chef making trips up to the counter and back to the kitchens. He seems to be enjoying himself, despite how busy this place probably gets.

Get too close to the counter when he's here and you'll just get a hand in your face -- rising up from below the counter where Yuri's rummaging in the ingredients and utensils with far more focus than he's giving you. ]

Hand over your diet plan.

[ Give him your specific, well catered, athlete diet plan so he can make you your high protein, high carb dinner. Or just order a double bacon cheeseburger, he really doesn't care. ]

[ downtown ]

[ when he's not cooking nutritious din din for the many athletes around this place, yuri can be found milling around downtown. exploring the stalls, people watching and just soaking in the atmosphere -- and the food outside of the village.

why have one snowcone and get glared at when you could have one with each emblem on and get confused looks instead? depending on what day you see him out and about on, his t-shirt will either be simple, plain and black... or will be blatantly repping Saiside in a way that makes the snowcone switcheroo pointless. Chat with him about sportsball! If you want. Try and persuade him your team's better than his! Steal a snowcon--don't steal his snowcone. ]

[ wildcard ]

[ just coME AT ME or spam his inbox i love inbox spam.... ahhhhh ]

downtown

[doublesmall]

Didn't figure you were the type to go overboard on dessert... sick of seeing health food, huh?

[like, he can't blame him, he gets sick of eating it sometimes. case in point, he has a small order of nachos. it's cheat time.]

That's not a bad way to get left alone by fans, though.

[survivaltricks]

a. downtown

[it sure is a good thing Akira is a master of "this may as well happen," what with how the universe keeps bouncing him around from world to world like this. adjusting to this extremely warm welcome on the Isle of Champions is a whole different ballgame than adjusting to liminal space, though. is this what it feels like to be famous?? and not like, famous under a pseudonym (like the phantom thieves) but for real famous??]

[IT'S WEIRD AS SHIT]

[it takes Akira several tries to escape from fans greeting him at the airport yelling eagerly for autographs. and when he finally disengages, he makes his way downtown for some good old-fashioned exploring. guess what he finds???]

[a magazine rack picturing both Akira ("Akira?" or is it "Arika" the evil twin???) and a familiar young girl posing back-to-back with their arms crossed and dodgeballs strewn on the ground in front of them. the headline reads: Exclusive Interview With This Year's Top Pair of Dodgeball Darlings!]

[. . .]

[Akira just pulls his phone out to take a picture. not the phone he was given upon arrival to the Isle of Champions, but the one he had back home]

b. wildcard

[HIT ME UP WITH IDEAS OR RANDOM PROMPTS, Akira is meandering all over the place! as an athlete he is staying in Victory Village. his ic inbox is open 24/7 and his plotting comment is here!]

a!

[doublesmall]

What, didn't they give you your own copy?

[hi akira, it's this asshole, who apparently thinks this is all very normal. have fun with that.

chuuya's picking up one of the other magazines, though, idly flipping through it to see what the other features are.]

I'd figure you would be used to seeing photos of yourself around by now, coverboy.

[unmuted]

airport

[AS SOON AS THAT MESSAGE POPS UP ON THEIR PHONES

TAKSAKA DOESN'T EVEN READ PAST THE FIRST (OU ONLY) SENTENCE

HE'S TOSSING HIS PHONE GOODBYE

(please rescue his phone before it breaks)]

beach

[isn't the beach nice? and if you look out to the sea, you can see... bobbing up and down with the waves, a still body lying on the water?

it's probably fine and not dead. maybe.]

airport

[suddenlybees]

[ YIKES

The phone miraculously does not break, not because it's an indestructible Nokia brick or anything like that, but because it hits Kano's forehead right in between the eyes, and then lands safely on his stomach when he pitches over to fall on his back.

... ]

Ugh... [ Somehow, he is still alive ] Lemme guess: shot put.

[souheki]

downtown

[SO HERE'S THE THING. Lan Wangji's AU self might not be an athlete, but guess who is? His AU twin brother! Guess who isn't here for nebulous reasons? Also his AU twin brother! Which means that Lan Wangji, who is original-flavored, is not only completely out of his element here, but he's also being accosted at every turn by not-quite-his-own-face and cheers of not-his-name. (At least screaming fans aren't new.)

But all of that is fine!! What isn't fine is that, since people are apparently assuming he's an athlete, they're overloading him with free gifts that he doesn't want, refusing to take no for an answer.

By the time he gets to wherever you are, he's got four eco-bags full of merchandise, two hanging off of each arm, and MULTIPLE SNOWCONES in each hand. No one person should have to carry this many snowcones?? WHY THIS HE HAS DELICATE HANDS.

Normally he wouldn't bother strangers on the street, but since it's apparently a common thing to do here, anybody that stares at him for longer than two seconds will find themselves being approached, as he holds out both hands. Full of snowcones. Very solemnly.]

Please take something. [FREE HIM FROM THESE BURDENS.]

war games

[Somehow, he's been corralled to the right (right??) spot. And under normal circumstances, he'd be fine--he's taken part in many competitions in his life, so he gets the idea. But for some reason, right now, he's clutching his sword to his body with both hands like it's a teddy bear. He's refusing to hand it over, but also refusing to enter the arena where his opponent is waiting?? His mouth is clamped shut, but there's definitely some mild panic on his face as he glances around, as if trying to make eye contact with anyone who can come save him. PLEASE COME SAVE HIM.]

wildcard

[ANYTHING ELSE YOU DESIRE also here is his IC inbox please teach him emojis]

downtown

[suddenlybees]

[ Holy shit, look at all those snowcones. How is he supposed to decide which one to take? Can he take all of them? What's the limit for taking? He can't believe this famous athlete is talking to him, this is the best day of his life.

Kano reaches out and slides his hand under the handles of the two bags Lan Wangji's carrying on his left arm. ]

Gotcha, gotcha~ I'll lighten the burden~

[ ...He can't slip the bags off his arm if Lan Wangji has his hands full, without dropping all those snowcones, so Kano just sort of stands there with his arm on top of Lan Wangji's and pondering how to do this. ]

[amberspirit]

Downtown

[It isn't hard to see the similarities between the poster-banner billowing on the corner of a building and the young boy walking down the street, even with the Ray-Bans on. The sunglasses can't conceal the white jersey sporting the Idoll emblem smeared all over the back (weird, the name on the shoulders says W E I in big, block letters), or, like, the very telling hime hairstyle.

Several yards behind him, following--stalking?--are a gaggle of teenage girls who are trying to keep a low profile. At the crosswalk, he stops. Nearby is a poster-board standee of him with a few other familiar faces--but his and Akira's is currently being pilfered by two other teenage girls.]

Ignore them.

Victory Village

[Well.

Anyone under the edge of an outside balcony will be getting dribbled on. Gross. It's wet, but it's not sticky, and there's no stain...? Looking up reveals the culprit: a young boy is leaning on the banister having an ice cream. No, it isn't the ice cream, thankfully. He's in nothing but a pair of knee-length spandex swim trunks, and it looks like he is drying off--the water has pooled at the edge of the balcony and created run off. Enjoy.]

Wildcard + Inbox

[Throw me a random prompt (he can be found at least once outside the Gala being nosy), or feel free to hit up Haku's inbox for shenanigans.]

wc

[suddenlybees]

[ Anna I want the wildcard where Haku steps out in front of a car by accident and Kano lets him get hit. ]

[spitefires]

downtown:

[ lio arrives, baseball cap pulled down, sunglasses on, his airplane-hair fed back into a ponytail. it's a shoddy disguise, but it's worked well enough to keep his walk through downtown mostly uneventful.

he hasn't tried to look other familiar faces just yet. lunch is a little more important, so he's stopped at a vendor nearby.

this vendor in particular is taking advantage of the international aspect of these games. a chalkboard stand sits near the sidewalk next to him. BEAR CLAW! FROG LEGS! CROCODILE MEAT! TRY FRESH EXOTIC FOODS FROM AROUND THE WORLD!

there are some people on the street who keep glancing sidelong at him and taking photos, but when lio turns thanks the vendor and turns around with his meat-and-vegetable skewers, he's actually smiling. there might be sparkles behind those sunglasses. ]

victory village:

[ you're in his way.

that is, there's someone carrying two large plants, the pots egregiously big for those skinny-looking arms. regardless, lio stops where he is, peering his head between the leaves of his calathea majestica. ]

Move aside.

[ he needs to get these to his dorm before he drops them. ]

wildcard:

( ooc: hit me with anything anywhere! lio's inbox is here, plotting comment is here, and my plurk is at festivals! )

victory village

[counterclocked]

Whoa... You need a hand with those, man?

[Which is to ay, he's not moving aside just yet, but he is giving Lio a curious look.]

They look pretty big for one person to carry. Where'd you get them?

[decryptic]

( the village )

Sirs! Urgh... Sirs! I need that!

[ 9S's voice calls out from a distance. The reason for his distress should become immediately apparent by looking at him: he hops along on one leg, the other broken off at the knee. Said sirs are a pair of hooligans laughing and jogging away, one with the other half of that robot leg bundled underarm. Soon after his shout, 9S stumbles and falls, hitting the ground with a heavy thump.

Dispense justice? Help 9S up? Anyone familiar with this world might recognize the uniform and visor that marks him as an android working for the War Games. Or they might recognize him from social media, where's happy to jump in on all posts related to sports. Or they might recognize him from any small assortment of hyperbolic news articles related to androids and how they're The Future of Sports Officiation. In any case, help please. ]


( the arena )

[ IIIiiiiiIIIIt's time to rumble! Or at least, it will be soon. 9S stands attentively on the edge of the arena with all limbs intact and his referee uniform on, an easy smile on his face as he surveys the athletes and audience filing in. Ah, sports. He loves them so. Bringing people together, igniting passions, pushing mankind's upper limits... Ooh. Who's that over there? There's some time to kill before the event officially starts, so it shouldn't hurt if he gets a little social...

If you're an athlete waiting to go up, 9S might wander over for a brief chat. He'll take as much time as he can get until his technicians realize he's drifted away and drag him back. ]

It's almost showtime. How are you feeling?


[ On the other hand, if you're just an average joe spectator, 9S will still be happy to chit-chat with you! Free him from his cheerful boredom. ]

So? Who do you think's gonna come out on top?


( wildcard + info )

[ Choose your own adventure here or in his inbox! 9S's plotting info is here! ]

village

[suddenlybees]

[ ...Haha. Here's another hooligan, waving his arms in the air a little ways down the road. ]

Pass! Pass!!

[ 9S's leg goes sailing through the air into Kano's waiting arms— past his arms, right between and clattering on the ground behind him when he fails to catch it.

...

He turns around and picks the leg up. It's fine. ]

RELAY RESULTS AND ....?

[fracturamods]

Before you know it - the first major event of The War Games has hit. The Relay sets a course all around the island, and if you're registered as an athlete in the Games, then certainly your participation is expected. The course has people lined along every side from it, crowding along the footpath where athletes are expected to run, some spectators renting boats along the water's edge of the swimming portion (or for some Holmeshelm athletes, the part where they can make an entire path of ice if they want), or even renting hot air balloons to try to watch from the skies.

Yet when the race is over, and the long day is done, the winners are announced.

In third place.... Saiside. In second place... Holmeshelm Kingdom.

Idoll has taken First Place in the Relay.

The island erupts in thunderous applause, almost as though they were... shocked? But they rejoice!! Downtown gives discounts to everyone who hails from Idoll, and Idoll athletes are swarmed and invited to eat for free! Give your autograph! Stay for a thousand selfies! Sign this petition to support the Bangtan Party's latest referendum for complete freedom and independence from Holmeshelm!!

... Haha, what?

Oh it's nothing, just sign this t-shirt.

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It'd be nice if that's all that was happening in our friendly little Isle though - from what you may recall, virtual reality is all the rage for the games. Bugs? What bugs! It's just some tech on the fritz.

Nevermind that you might suddenly find yourself catapulted into a virtual reality activity all of a sudden, no matter where you are on the island. Right before your eyes, the solid ground turns into the volcanic structures found in Saiside. You're in a tundra training environment, complete with the cold. It captures you and the closest person to you - and suddenly the virtual reality simulation gives you the win conditions.

Complete the randomized game you were slotted in - or wait for the glitch to end. Who knows when that might be?

Some of these virtual realities get a little dangerous though - and even if you won't sustain any of the burns or chills you get after the glitch concludes, they will definitely feel very real in that moment.

[ OOC: Welcome to your first update for World Zero: Game On! Feel free to use this top-level to react to the news, or you can start new top-levels and threads of your own to play with the updated prompts! :) As always, feel free to direct any questions and the like to the Discord. ]

MINI-EVENT: THE GALA

[fracturamods]

mini-event: the gala.[ 7:00 PM ]

The party's in full swing.

The Gala has everything that people were waiting for - music, gorgeous buffet, and decorations worthy of the highest nobility. With good reason! It looks as though a great number of politicians are coming in as well, Prime Minister Ariana Grande flitting about amidst all the partygoers with her security detail close at hand. Prince Harry Styles seems to be in a similar boat, but that doesn't mean that everyone on the island hasn't been invited. Even if you don't quite make it to the VIPs, please enjoy yourself! Polish off some of the food, have a dance, the night is young! Though even as midnight approaches, it seems like no one's left, as it's getting close to the hour for those with chosen destined rivals to Bump. In three, two, one…

[ 12:00 AM ]

An explosion thunders throughout the hotel.

Windows shatter, partygoers scream, and in the rubble, there's the sound of someone yelling:

"What can this flimsy version of peace accomplish?! Stay out of our way if you know what's good for you - for the world - or you'll regret it!!"

A number of people clad in black seem to be storming the hotel, and you may see sparks of fire and gusts of wind. It might be easy to mistake them for the digital illusions but these certainly feel quite real, and hurt when they're turned against you. Channel your own powers against them - though it would appear as though those faulty virtual reality episodes still seem to be happening. Interference…?

The night becomes a battleground of its own, and you might hear a confused drawl of "What? Where are you taking me?!" somewhere in the midst of it all. The party crashers will reveal them to be rebels who wish to disrupt the current world order, finding it unfair and oppressive to Idoll - and their goal is to steal away key political figures. That said, they will also kill anyone who seems to be resisting against them.

[ 5:00 AM ]

When dawn breaks, they will be largely suppressed - the Bangtan Leaders never attended the Gala in the first place. Prime Minister Ariana Grande was safely tucked away. But -

"Prince Harry?! Has anyone seen Prince Harry?!"

Though even in the chaos, it seems like a few of the caped individuals have been apprehended. Prime Minister Ariana Grande is of the opinion that the games should still continue and events should proceed - but what about you? Would you rather continue to focus on your sporting events? Will you interrogate the rebels? Try to negotiate with the political officials? There's the feeling of an important choice coming up - what will you do?

[soulburns]

[ I. 7:00 PM ]

[you're probably just about to enjoy a bite of something, or head out to the dancefloor, but at your side you'll hear a—]

Grrhk!

[hm.

but you'll find galo - and he looks great! .... mostly. he seems to be choking a little bit, fingers hooked into the fabric of his bowtie that he tried to undo but seems to have ended up tightening? uh.]

[ II. 12:00 AM (THE REQUIRED FIREFIGHTER PROMPT) ]

Get down!!

[He doesn't actually have any more of a heads up than anyone else - but he sees the light shining in the windows and reacts faster than his brain can think. He ends up grabbing the closest person - you - and pulling you away from the windows, cradling your head as you both get knocked to the ground. But at least you probably won't have anything worse than a few scrapes from flying glass.

Galo shifts, searching your face in concern after literally making himself a human shield.]

Are you alright?!

DODGEBALL RESULTS AND...?

[fracturamods]

Oh, everything just happens so much.

The Games proceeded on as Prime Minister Ariana decreed following the Gala - and news reporters in the days after announced that Prince Harry was found. (Though that was largely due to the efforts of your own.) The stadium remains packed for the Dodgeball Tournament, and everyone watches as ice shoots through the air, fire flares, and the ground is manipulated under competitors' feet. The winners are announced afterward. In third place, Idoll. In second place, Saiside.

Holmeshelm has won the Dodgeball Tournament.

--

But that's not all. A Press Conference follows afterward, where all political leaders of the kingdoms will speak in the order of their victory.

First, Prince Harry takes the microphone. Bandages peek out from underneath his shirt cuffs, but aside from keeping a fairly low profile for the past few days, he seems like he's in good health, cracking a few slow jokes as he gets to his actual announcement. "There was something that I wanted to mention before all the ruckus at the Gala - but I wanted to propose a unified international organization for all the kingdoms to be able to confer together. The current state of things isn't so great, right? I think we all agree with that... But this is a project I've been thinking about for a long time, where we could all stand as equals, kinda like we do here - but instead of competing each other, let's work together."

Prime Minister Ariana takes the stage afterward, letting her long ponytail fall over her shoulder as she manages a soft laugh. "It seems like we're all coming up with ideas lately, aren't we? I was hoping to focus on a slightly different aspect - we are still pursuing those who call themselves the Equalizers who wreaked havoc on us this past week. It was brought to my attention that some entities were aware of the threat of them before they even attacked - but appropriate channels were not used to communicate that to everyone who needed to know. So Saiside will personally be moving forward to eradicate this problem in the future by seeking a stronger information and espionage network to defeat threats."

As for Idoll - instead of having a specific speaker for their announcement, they instead roll a clip. The video footage depicts a vote being held in the Idoll Congress Chambers, where the Bangtan Party is submitting a formal bill to declare friendly and amicable separation, resulting in independence from Holmeshelm. The spokesperson for Idoll who is present on their behalf, since the party leaders are clearly busy at home, is pleased to make the declaration. "We seek only to properly separate from the Kingdom - to have our own independence and rule on our terms. Please support us even in the future, we have a long road ahead!"

Following that, all kingdom representatives shake hands - they all know that important changes will lie ahead.

As for you, what will you do? Sign one of the many petitions that are flurrying around? Volunteer to help Prince Harry's organization get off the ground? Sign up for Saiside's espionage program to fight the Equalizers? Advocate on behalf of Idoll?

You have a choice to make.

If you still feel like you need more pieces, feel free to investigate on your own as well.

WORLD ZERO: CONCLUSION.

[fracturamods]

world conclusion.The week passes after the conclusion of The Games - everyone has a week to start packing up their things, say goodbye to their friends. A final tradition rings throughout the island, a final high note if you would. A sprig is hung on archways, and if two people are to be caught under it - a brief kiss, whether on the mouth, the cheek, the hand, or just blown through the air, is expected to be shared as an expression of sportsmanship and well wishes for their future. Platonic smooches are the way to go!

Otherwise, everyone is busy talking about the movements that have rang throughout the world, and everyone's wishes are taken into account. What you wish for in your heart of hearts is heard...

So on the final day, for those who belong to The Space, who in their spirits are still not entirely Whole, they will find flashes of a vision occupy their mind.

» A Congress Vote in the mountainous but gorgeous capitol of Idoll. A gavel banging, and then a voice announcing, "The ayes have it. Idoll has declared its independence from Holmeshelm." The country fills with cheers, joyous delight. Over the years, Idoll will thrive in the ability to build an amiable and most importantly equal relationship with the others in its region.

» Prime Minister Ariana, head held high. "Even if we cannot gather the support for an information network, it doesn't change that a threat exists. We will pursue them until they disapp—" A thunderous crash, all over again. A hand covers her mouth and pulls her into the darkness. The Equalizers remain a threat, even years later. They seem to never be satisfied - not until they're repaid in blood.

» Prince Harry, sitting at the table alongside a number of other political leaders from the other kingdoms - missing one. It's been years since The Games, but he seems just as much the idealist as ever. "It's alright. We've made progress in plenty of other ways, so we'll do well here too. We've got to. We'll find her. There's nothing we can't do together."

And in the next blink - they're on a train, on to the next location.

Welcome back, travelers.