World Fair

[bravenewmods]

In the week of lead-up to the fair, the whole of Union had been ablaze with excited chatter, industrious preparations, and quite a fair number of new faces. People from all over the known world had begun to trickle in with the announcement, some representatives and workers from each invited civilization, some excited young trainers and travelers, hopeful prizewinners and showboaters, cooks, warriors, clothing designers, and of course a wide variety of Pokemon. You couldn’t look anywhere (even a trash can) without finding somebody new, and every single person was absolutely thrilled to be there.

The World’s Fair, hopefully the first of many, sprawled out across the Entertainment District. Large swathes of the area had been cordoned off for the event, stalls and tables, booths and small shelters set out and erected over the course of the week. Local workers and travelers dug in, working in shifts to get everything together on time. Voices sang out around the grounds, work chants accompanied by the beat of hammers and nails, with every soul pouring their hearts into their tasks. A busy time, certainly, and one fueled by a desire for harmony, profit, and to start off the idea with a bang.

There were, of course, a few noticeable exceptions. The open invitation to Gigas that the Council had so warmly extended had been accepted in due time. Those who numbered themselves amongst that great city were distinguishable by their less than friendly countenances and penchant for taking notes, no doubt analyzing the city of their enemies. One likely familiar face made her appearance partway through the week, disappearing quickly into a tent and remaining indoors for the rest of the preparations.

Come opening day, people had already begun lining up at the entrance, awaiting admission. The queue stretched for blocks and blocks, a serpentine loop of people and Pokemon all eager for a chance to see what this fair was all about. Like everything else surrounding the event, there was a certain buzz to it. Chatter filled the line, questions and queries hanging on everyone’s lips. Did you see that robot? What’s that smell? Did you see that Maxime de la Puffette was planning on unveiling her fall lineup here? Oh! Oh! And there are three idol groups! Risette may even make a performance! and there was another rumor that buzzed through the line as well. Gigas accepted the invitation. And so did some of those people from the Archipelago…

Once inside the grounds proper, a dizzying array of sights, sounds and smells assailed every visitor’s senses. Music blared, machines clinked and clanked, food sizzled on grills, exotic spices wafted down the paths, unusual Pokemon let out cries of surprise and delight, and people ooh and ahhhed. Technological wonders stood out on stages, concerts presented a variety of music in every style imaginable, there were whole areas set aside for nothing but eating and fashion, while martial artists, Pokemon and brawlers duked it out in the various arenas. And above it all, airborne Pokemon soared and wheeled, banking and turning as their riders and egos clashed in a competition of acrobatics and skill. All of this could really only mean one thing, and even if by chance you were a Crustle living under a literal rock, you couldn’t miss it.

An event like nothing held since the Cataclysm, and something wholly unique had begun today, and for one week only. The First World’s Fair!

[OOC: This post is open to all players throughout the next week. Feel free to tag around, start your own top levels, and generally have fun during the fair. Some new and familiar faces will be tagging around as well, and may tag into your threads!]

Comments

[rainsrespite]

Heh.

[Her team was large. But she had quite a few small Pokemon too. Evidenced now by the Hawlucha that's come winging up beside Kuina. Ichijou squawks in greeting, barrel-rolling above them.]

I just got lucky. That's all. They're all motivated, and civic minded. That's on them, not me.

[untalented]

[Waver blinked. The Hawlucha's show was equally impressive-- and, fortunately, looking up was still more comfortable than looking down.]

I'd say you got more than just 'lucky.' You're the one guiding them, after all.

[rainsrespite]

If you say so.

[She won't take compliments that should be directed at her Pokemon.]

You don't have a flier yet, do ya?

[untalented]

[Luck and design went hand-in-hand, in his opinion. An athletic team was only as good as their methods of practice and the skill of their coach, after all.

He shook his head.]

Yuuna. None of mine are even big enough to ride yet. And no, I haven't found one to join our team.

[rainsrespite]

You should get on that. Nothing...quite like the freedom of flight, honestly.

[Nothing at all! Let's just not heap more compliments on her kay?]

[untalented]

[No more compliments-- especially now that Waver was fighting the urge to look down at her words.]

I'm still getting used to not having walls! Isn't it a little safer to keep your feet on the ground, anyway?

[rainsrespite]

You get used to it.

[She nudges, and Kuina banks, and starts back down.]

But for now? Let's just get you down and get you some food.

[untalented]

[Getting used to flying was as foreign as trekking through the mountains or splashing in the ocean for Waver. Sure, it was a part of life, but too much was too much sometimes!]

...Thanks, Yuuna. [He pouted.] For what it's worth, it's a lot quieter up here. That part's kinda nice.

[He paused, mulling over the prospect further. Maybe one day, in the future, he might be brave enough to try flying again. In the meanwhile...]

You can pick out something to eat. I think I need a break from fried food.

[rainsrespite]

Good. Because the only fried food I even like is donuts.

[And do those really even count?]

Anyway. I'm thinking something like sushi. Let's go.