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🌙 The First Eclipse
WHO: Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto versus Fayren (Styxx, 17, Trunks & whomever else)
WHAT: Upon the heels of announcing his claim over Fayren, Tsukihito decides to crush all opposition by hosting a mock tournament. The rules are quite simple. If the challenges win, Fayren remains free. However, if they lose...
WHEN: The Evening of September 21st.
WHERE: The Coliseum
[It was evening when the moon turned dark. The skies went from clear to cloudy as if another storm was brewing over Fayren. When almost all of the shimmering stars within the night sky were smothered with shadow, a slither of light curled around the dark moon as the first lunar eclipse took place. As the silvery moon slowly revealed itself again, a bright beam of light crashes right into the center of the coliseum.]
Those foolish enough to challenge the Divine---
[Within that pillar of light stands the silhouette of a monster several feet tall with glowing crimson eyes.]
Step forward.
[As the bright light begins to fade, Tsukihito's fearsome form is revealed. Despite supposedly being a white fox, this celestial looks more wolfish in appearance with a strong maw and fangs that look like they could pierce steel. It's eyes shine like rubies and the odd red markings upon its fur shimmer with absurd brilliance. The monster's many tails sway erratically behind him as it crouches low upon all four.]
All those who challenge me will be met with death!
[Hear that Fayren? Either stand before him or take the knee. Tsuki--no, Tsukuyomi has made his declaration loud and clear.]
notes: takes place after this declaration.)
WHAT: Upon the heels of announcing his claim over Fayren, Tsukihito decides to crush all opposition by hosting a mock tournament. The rules are quite simple. If the challenges win, Fayren remains free. However, if they lose...
WHEN: The Evening of September 21st.
WHERE: The Coliseum
[It was evening when the moon turned dark. The skies went from clear to cloudy as if another storm was brewing over Fayren. When almost all of the shimmering stars within the night sky were smothered with shadow, a slither of light curled around the dark moon as the first lunar eclipse took place. As the silvery moon slowly revealed itself again, a bright beam of light crashes right into the center of the coliseum.]
Those foolish enough to challenge the Divine---
[Within that pillar of light stands the silhouette of a monster several feet tall with glowing crimson eyes.]
Step forward.
[As the bright light begins to fade, Tsukihito's fearsome form is revealed. Despite supposedly being a white fox, this celestial looks more wolfish in appearance with a strong maw and fangs that look like they could pierce steel. It's eyes shine like rubies and the odd red markings upon its fur shimmer with absurd brilliance. The monster's many tails sway erratically behind him as it crouches low upon all four.]
All those who challenge me will be met with death!
[Hear that Fayren? Either stand before him or take the knee. Tsuki--no, Tsukuyomi has made his declaration loud and clear.]
notes: takes place after this declaration.)
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Hands in his pockets, Seventeen descended slowly to the ground, as if he was dropped slowly from a good height. The fight was done, the point was made across, and now this fight was finally coming to a close. Seventeen walked up to Tsukuyomi.]
Nice job there.
[Seventeen commented on Trunks. Now to the fox.]
Remember, you're the one who picked a fight and didn't care who or how many jumped in. [He reminded the fox. Remember that newspaper Seventeen tucked away in the back? Well, he pulled it out and gave Tsukuyomi a light tap on his large forehead.]
Behave and I may have a way to get your tails back.
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You're the one who threatened everyone, and picked this fight. You said you'd kill all challengers too. It was your arrogance that lost you your tails. Learn from this, and don't underestimate us mortals.
[Cold, more than willing to be more 'ruthless' about this than Seventeen is.]