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bravenewworld2014-05-02 11:55 pm
bravenewmods) wrote in bravenewworld2014-05-02 11:55 pm
Lights! Camera! Action!
The Kricketune Theaters are Proud to Present: A Night of Laughter and Tears! starring... Union!
Banners and streamers had begun popping up all over town a week in advance, and it wasn't long before the rumors began to spread. The Kricketune Theaters were taking a dive financially and needed a quick promotion to stay in business. The Kricketune Theaters were so rich and their warehouses stocked with so many treasures that they just felt like giving things away out of caprice. (They were artists, after all.) The Kricketune Theaters were a front for the underground gambling industry, and this was a distraction for the rest of Union while the ruffians and thugs of Union divvied up the illicit gains of the year. The Kricketune Theaters were a front for Team Evolution and this was yet another object demonstration; the Team would once again spring Mega Evolution out of their sleeves and win all the prizes.
...Well no one really believed that last one.
Regardless, the news spread quickly: a night of performances put on by the trainers of Union. The best performances by audience vote would receive a prize - some treasure previously unseen in Union altogether. Whether or not one was interested in putting on a show, it was at least a chance to see something out of the ordinary. Or many things. The sign-up list tacked outside the front doors slowly grew in length; everyone had their thoughts as to what would be the ideal production...
Soon enough, the night arrives. 7:00 sharp, the doors open to allow the spectators to come streaming in for a nominal fee; the performers had assembled an hour earlier and now stood nervously watching through cracks in the curtain or conducting last minute rehearsal.
"Laaaaaadies and gentlemen!"
The unseen voice booms out across the theater.
"Please take your seats. The show begins in 15 minutes!"
((You may still sign up groups here. If you are unable to find a group but would like to participate, make a note in the Planning section of that page and we can pair you up with someone. This log will run all week. Voting will begin May 10th based on log progression up to that point.
The grand prize will be, as announced Prism Scales from the swamp. Other prizes for participants will also be available.))
Banners and streamers had begun popping up all over town a week in advance, and it wasn't long before the rumors began to spread. The Kricketune Theaters were taking a dive financially and needed a quick promotion to stay in business. The Kricketune Theaters were so rich and their warehouses stocked with so many treasures that they just felt like giving things away out of caprice. (They were artists, after all.) The Kricketune Theaters were a front for the underground gambling industry, and this was a distraction for the rest of Union while the ruffians and thugs of Union divvied up the illicit gains of the year. The Kricketune Theaters were a front for Team Evolution and this was yet another object demonstration; the Team would once again spring Mega Evolution out of their sleeves and win all the prizes.
...Well no one really believed that last one.
Regardless, the news spread quickly: a night of performances put on by the trainers of Union. The best performances by audience vote would receive a prize - some treasure previously unseen in Union altogether. Whether or not one was interested in putting on a show, it was at least a chance to see something out of the ordinary. Or many things. The sign-up list tacked outside the front doors slowly grew in length; everyone had their thoughts as to what would be the ideal production...
Soon enough, the night arrives. 7:00 sharp, the doors open to allow the spectators to come streaming in for a nominal fee; the performers had assembled an hour earlier and now stood nervously watching through cracks in the curtain or conducting last minute rehearsal.
"Laaaaaadies and gentlemen!"
The unseen voice booms out across the theater.
"Please take your seats. The show begins in 15 minutes!"
((You may still sign up groups here. If you are unable to find a group but would like to participate, make a note in the Planning section of that page and we can pair you up with someone. This log will run all week. Voting will begin May 10th based on log progression up to that point.
The grand prize will be, as announced Prism Scales from the swamp. Other prizes for participants will also be available.))
no subject
Three days! Take it or leave it!
[No compromise! She waves her tentacles around in the air to reinforce her point.]
In exchange, I'll take your voice! It's not fair that you get all the attention all the time! I should be the popular one around here! And with your voice, I will be!
no subject
[Rise wrings her hands and addresses her question to the audience.]
I don't have a choice though, do I?
no subject
[Squid Girl puffs herself up nice and big and imperious, twirling a tentacle between her fingers.]
Sooooooo... what's it gonna be?