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

( Twilight I found a shadow in my flame )

notes: takes place after this declaration.)

WHEN: Anytime in September
WHAT: Opera Rehearsals, costume fittings, cast mingling, whatever else

WHO: Anyone who wants to be involved! Actors, stagehands, musicians, etc.



Production was in full swing the moment the cast had been chosen and required personnel had been hired to work the stage. Between initial costume fittings, detailed staging, raw run throughs, choreographed dances to learn, and adjustments between scenes, the theatre is constantly a whirlwind of activity.

The scenes are relatively new to the stage; while the lines have been learned, this may be the first time they’ve been worked out physically with partners, and the rest of the cast proper- an awkward moment or forgotten line is more than likely to occur. At this point, the rehearsals are closed to just those involved and their closest guests- no photographers, no reporters, no real critics aside from the directors and your peers. So work hard and break a leg!

((Ooc: This is just a catch all for phantom rehearsal themed threads. Do whatever sounds the most fun!))

(She might be unrecognizable to the companions she has made, but she does look much more content. In Fayren, for those who care to seek her, rests a Unicorn under a tree. She is petite, moon white, cloven-hoofed and her eyes reflect all the wonders she has seen in the sea and on the land.)

If you can see me for what I am... (Some might be like the humans of her world - too blind to see the truth.) ...know that I now protect the forest of Fayren. No harm will befall it while I am here.

(Animals can be seen in the background, frolicking and forgetting their fear. Yet they do not approach her. She glances at them, watching over their play as if she is their guardian or mother.)

Who: Newt Scamander and you!
What: Arrival
Where: Gen, Fayen, Nova and Attleton
When: 7/30

Genessia

Newt is quick to start to wander about his new surroundings. Personally, he'd rather explore than ask others a bunch of questions. With his long wool coat inside his suitcase;

Library

Newt comes across the library and begins to research, which leads to him being in the creature section of the library. After all; he has no idea what creatures that he'd run into here after all!

Nova City

Newt is aw stuck at the Muggle devices with flying cars and is this - a moving sidewalk? What Muggles do in order to make up for lack of magic. Though Newt still can't help but smile at that thought.
He's for sure a fish out of water in Nova City. Anyone want to explain anything or point him around?

Attleton

This is quite curious; a seems to be a Muggle Police Box from Britan - expect it's blue rather than the usual red and - Newt carefully touches the Police Box slightly with a finger and then careful his entire hand.

Curious. What sort of magic is this? Or - is there a creature inside?

Everglade

Finally, Newt feels more in his element with hearing the howls of werewolves and the flickering of street lamps, he is ready to use his wand if need be; and has his wand at his side in his hand.

It is curious; it's as if the Muggles are living in the other parts and this is where all the magical creatures live.

Fayren

Feels like home away from home - he's even stopping inside The Drunken Monkey to see if they have butterbeer.

^{(Feel free to toss anything at me if nothing up here tickles your fancy}

[BEHOLD. In front of you, you will see a rare image, one that rarely occurs, one that is often only described as legend.

Graverobber is not wearing his trenchcoat.

And he seems very annoyed about it.]

You know, I'm from California, and in particular, a version of California that had gotten so rotten with environmental craziness that the water was un-swimmable.

But this?

This fucking heat wave?

Jesus, even California back home wasn't this bad.

[Cassian and Kay's house is often lively and, while Kay is trying to keep what is happening behind him mostly out of frame, Cassian and some pokemon can be spotted.]

Does anybody know a good blacksmith that can weld my wedding ring into place? [Kay raises his left hand and sure enough, there's a white gold ring around his finger.] It keeps falling off because my frame's too smooth and I don't want to lose it by accident.

[Any attempts at seriousness are ruined when there's a yelp, a shout of] Galantea! Get back here right now! [and then there's a Sylveon wearing a tiny tuxedo throwing herself at Kay smugly crowing Sylveon! Sylveon! Cassian appears a moment later, plucking her from Kay’s shoulder. If you look closely, you can see a matching wedding ring on Cassian’s hand, worn along with the gunmetal-grey ring made of Kay’s frame he’s been wearing since Christmas.]

That’s it, you’ve been wearing this tux since the wedding. Enough now. [For his troubles, he gets his cheek licked– slowly and slobbery and with great relish. He finally notices the phone in Kay’s hand.] If you’re going to announce it, you might as well tell them we’ll be unavailable for our honeymoon.

Hey, Genessia.


[ The video opens up to Konoka chilling outside somewhere in Fayren city. Her Umbreon Yuunagi is pacing by her side. She'd been pretty much on autopilot lately. Mavis's uncontested victory meant that she didn't really have to bother too much with the elections, and thus stuck to her usual routine of minding her store and calling out healing wherever she wanted. ]


You know what? Today's Father's Day.

It's not often we think about our dads as much... at least in my case. But sometimes I wonder if I don't give him enough credit. After all, he was part of the big group who first saved my world more than 25 odd years ago... before I was even a twinkle in his eye. But I know not all dads are great.

Despite achieving all that, my dad is still an idiot with a smoking habit. And I'm starting to miss him.


[ She gives a slightly pained smile for a moment, but then shrugs it off. Yeah she misses him. She misses a lot of her friends and family... Setsuna most of all. But she's at least confident that when it's all said and done, they'll still be waiting for her whenever Genessia feels like letting her go, however long that is. ]


Any of you think about your dads lately? Hero? Worthless jerk faces? Something in-between?

I got married to who now?

[He's got an eyebrow arched but he mostly just looks amused.]

All right, now I'm real curious as to who started that little nugget of gossip. Graverobber's not mad, understand, Graverobber's just bewildered is all.

Also I'm pretty sure I haven't met anyone named Conner here yet, so our sexual chemistry must be skyrocket high if people think we're married without exchanging any words yet.

[Thancred's face appears on the screen, with the bay in the background. He's been awake for a while and poking around while making his way towards the city.]

Well, according to this device, we're not in Eorzea anymore, are we boy?

Attleton may not have a beach but thanks to its determined mayor, it has recently gained one very important feature no beach town should have to do without: It has a boardwalk.

And what a magnificent boardwalk it is! It is made of wood and properly raised to protect the tender feet of strolling visitors from all that non-existent water. Openings for stores and restaurants line the boardwalk, but today they are taking the backseat while a different event has sprawled over all that open space. Large banners and signs everywhere welcome visitors to the Attleton Neighborhood Watch's Fundraiser Fair - celebrate Attleton and support the Neighborhood Watch!

A large number of booths is crowding the boardwalk, and since there is no actual beach on either side of it, the festivities are sprawling out from the boardwalk proper into the surrounding landscape.

Before you even climb the stairs of the walkway to the boardwalk proper, you will be passing by archery and fire magic displays, which had to be put at a distance from the other activities to ensure everyone's safety, while on the boardwalk itself tables have been set up at which you can buy Attleton's famous apple pie or lovingly crocheted lace doilies. Maybe you would rather try your luck throwing rings or knocking down tin cans with balls? Small prizes of toys and Attleton souveniers await the lucky winners.

Even other towns are represented, impressive displays by the Nova City Museum and Planetarium will provide for those who hunger more for scientific knowledge than snacks, while Fayren's famous Fairy Tail is wowing the crowd with their illusion magic.

A small merry-go-round has drawn a crowd of children eager for their turn, while more are gathered by the Guardian Office's stall - a cleared area where a dozen or so pokemon frolic around and some even let themselves be petted with long-suffering patience. But if you're looking for petting, nothing beats the Puppy Prison's contribution just a little further along - more puppies than in your wildest dreams, cuter than you can believe.


[OOC: Feel free to make a top-level for your booth/stall/activity - even if you didn't respond to Cassian's volunteers wanted post, you can just go ahead and handwave that they volunteered. Or make a top-level as a visitor to the fair, and tag other people. Basically, just go wild with this and have fun! (And donate generously to the Neighborhood Watch!)]

WHO: Dove and You!
WHAT: All the things! She's got a lot of moods~
WHEN: Anytime in May
WHERE: All over (have wings, will travel-)

( prompts )

[Action]
[There has been a phantom ninja running around different places. He has a PAINT GUN.]

[How ever he got hold of such a thing you don't want to know, but he's been busy using it. For those he knows, they might get pegged in the butt for the fun of it. The paint does not stain. It doesn't even stick! When hit, it rolls off slowly to a slopping mess on the ground.]

[Though sometimes it reacts badly to hair, and the green paint might change it a different color WHOOPS. It isn't always that way but, well, sorry for the rainbow if it is.]

[This mysterious ninja got bored in his nomadic wandering, and with no one to keep him in check, he's running about playing tag. Only so few actually notice him to tag back.]

[If you are one Hanzo Shimada however... there is Video.]

[Video]
[There is Video of a man with dark hair outside a shop somewhere. The video is shaky at first, then steady. It's Hanzo. You don't see the person filming, but the nose of the paint gun appears. The trigger is pulled and two paint balls go flying, right towards the man...]

[Just before it hits, you hear a soft.]

This was a very bad idea... [and a laugh, before the video footage cuts off again.]

---

[[ooc: Feel free to say if you get hit and where. Or if you dodge. And if you want the paint to change your hair color for a bit, why the hell not. Let's have fun. Maybe to make it none stick it reacts badly to hair. Who knows. Enjoy!]]

[ There are days when you have to grin and bear unpalatable things. Such as when you have to swallow your pride and praise a boardwalk in a town that doesn't even have a beach. Cassian's face is very, very painstakingly professional as he records a video message, which is to be played on the network and local TV. ]

As we all know, the Neighborhood Watch is essential to Attleton's security. It is an organization by Attletonies willing to volunteer their free time and energy for the sake of their community without any compensation. This won't change. However, Mayor Palmer and I have decided that the Neighborhood Watch should be headed by a paid employee who can dedicate themselves full-time to the Watch.

To finance the new position, Mayor Palmer has kindly permitted me to host a fundraiser at the new boardwalk he is having built for our town. With the help of the Neighborhood Watch and our local community, we are planning a fair with a number of charity booths; games as well as food stalls and rides provided by local businesspeople.

Weather and unforeseen circumstances permitting, the fair is scheduled for Saturday, the 26th. All proceeds will, of course, go to the Attleton Neighborhood Watch. If anyone, whether from Attleton or out of town, would like to volunteer for the fundraiser they are welcome to respond to this message or drop by the Guardian's office.

[ And now he needs to bang his head against his desk or something. ]


[OOC: There will be a log for the fair going up on the 26th for all visitors and volunteers.]

WHO: Attleton Guardian team, any official healers or really anyone who happens to drop by.
WHAT: There's been some staffing changes, they need to mingle and get to know each other.
WHEN: May 4th
WHERE: Attleton Guardian Office

( It's always sad to see someone go...but work still has to get done somehow. )

[Video]

I'm leaving my commonplace apartments. If this is my prison, I won't go by any of your rules. You hear me? No-I'm going to live outside. How do you like that? I'm going to find the root of your technology and going to get out of this place.

[Action A]

At the dead of night, Kii was tired, and found themselves just sitting at a bench contemplating. They weren't getting energy from hatred anymore. This was really really bad. They'd be damned if they had to live as a human..!

Growling to themselves, holding their knees to their chest, Kii started to tear up from anger.But they heard someone approach] What do you want? Get out of here, go away!

[Kii grabbed a rock aimed, and attempted to throw it at said person] Out!

[Action B]

[It was a tiresome day, so Kii might as well try drinking. They were so so hungry, and may steal some food later on, but the more weakened they were, the more they hated themselves. Upon receiving their drink, they didn't notice someone joining them until last minute]

How do you even live here...

[It didn't take Katsuki long to figure out All Might was gone. As angry as he was over the fact, there wasn't time to dwell on that when there was the issue of keeping a roof over his head. The abandonment stung, but All Might wasn't the cowardly type, meaning: he had either been taken or left against his will.

Knowing that, Katsuki needed redbills for both his goals. And as violent as he was, actually robbing a bank would be crossing the line, so he needed to find legitimate employment.

Easier said than done.]

Genessia

[You might catch him at a small, casual cafe, with a sour look and apron tied haphazardly on his waist as he prepares to scribble down your order.]

Hurry the fuck up, there's five other tables waiting for you!

[Needless to say, the young couple nearby was not pleased when their baby began crying after that.]

Attleton

[After being told upfront he needed to work on his people skills, he was promptly discharged. It was a fucking shitty restaurant to begin with. Maybe this bakery would pan out. The owners were intrigued by his explosive abilities and with all the robberies and crime, having a staff member who could follow a recipe and fight might prove to be a valuable asset--]

DIIIIIIIIIIIEEEE YOU SHITTY FLOUR!!!

[Until he got a little too trigger happy and accidentally blew up a hole in the kitchen. Passerby's would see the curling smoke and a cross looking teen scowling as the owners explained that he would have to pay damages. Fuck, now he was in debt. Fortunately, no one was hurt.]

Nova City

[Perhaps it was best if he stay away from food. A desperate manager had taken a chance on him and now he was stuck standing for hours under the fluorescent lights of a shoe store that boasted shoes that played music and could actually make you run faster. Katsuki's face went from flat and bored to outraged in a split second while he started yelling at a customer:]

What do you mean you don't know your own fucking shoe size?! DO YOUR RESEARCH BEFORE YOU BOTHER TO SHOP, YOU FUCKING BRAINLESS MICROBE!

[Anyone walking past the Bay would see a young dark haired woman stepping out of the entrance, dressed in leather with a bow in one hand, the box she woke up with in the other, and a quiver of arrows hanging off one shoulder. She's looking severely spooked and a touch lost.]

Um...hello?