Genessia City;《ｖｉｄｅo》

[This feed starts off with a bang or rather a splash. A colorful stream of curses overpowers the commotion as this surly bloke struggles to get himself upright. After fighting his way out of this weird contraption (that subtly looks like some kind of egg or pod), Trevor finds himself knee deep in water. For the life of him, he couldn't remember the last few moments before he fell asleep. All he does remember is being lectured by Sypha and Alucard both. A memory he much rather forget considering the two of them are a pain the ass together. With a groan, Trevor Belmont speaks as he clutches onto this weird device.

So not only does God shit on me but he also pisses on me too?

[A huff escapes him as he peers down at this phone. Be damned if he knows what the fuck this is. Trevor never seen anything like it besides those queer crystal balls that mystic's use. While the shiny glass certainly reminds him of that, this shit looks like something that would be found in Dracula's accursed castle. The monster is actually a renown alchemist, isn't he? So claimed Alucard.

He stares at the device curiously as he dangles it above his head. Get a good look at that face, Genessia. He's going to be a known troublemaker around these parts.]

So the hell is this? [He questions as he sloshes through the water.] A parting gift from the tombs?

[Trevor scoffs.]

Not bloody likely---Ooof! [His foot slips and he crashes into the water a second time.]

FUCK!

[Trevor Belmont, ladies and gents.]

Everglade;《a c t i o n》

[After successfully cursing out the hologram and gaining some intel to boot, Trevor wanders around town until he finds the Everglade gate. Thinking it somehow could link him home, the hunter steps through only to find himself in a modern day looking Wallachia. He tenses visibly once the thick fog rolls in. Something about this place gives him the creeps despite it being early evening.

Trevor wanders from shop to shop, combing his way through the alleyways for the sake of exploration. Eventually he comes to a little store called Cloak & Dagger, a curious spot not for the faint of heart. There's a few daggers on display that caught his attention, some more exotic looking than the next. Trevor has hald the mind to buy something here but trying to learn this new currency is a bit of a stretch for him.

In search for information, Trevor takes to the streets again. The hunter wanders for awhile until it hits evening. It's then that he finds himself gripping the hilt of his whip a bit tighter. Just what sort of horrors lie here? That's a question Trevor isn't eager to find out. Wandering throughout the town in this dense fog, the Belmont stops briefly at another curious shop boasting exotic meats called Edible Alternatives. Of course he shies away from this particular establishment since it features some really odd foods that simply don't seem kosher. While Trevor will admit to eating sine unsavory things while on the road, he draws the line when the meat looks less than edible. Plus the butcher there simply gives him the creeps.

His next destination is inside the sinful temptations of Holy Diver, a bar and nightclub ironically inside of an old church. This place suits him somewhat since there's a decent bar but all the nudity and raunchiness doesn't impress him. If anything, Trevor seems to ignore it all for drowning some spectacular rum. Four drinks in and he's already shit faced with a prominent blush across his cheeks.]

While the party isn’t due to start for a good while, Fama’s crew has arrived excruciatingly early to make the most of the promised sunrise and their talent’s time. Most of the crew are milling about under the tent around the coffee bar that’s been so generously erected in the sand when they’re not prepping the area for the shoot.

When the talent arrives, they’re greeted by an array of staff members and stylists armed with swag bag totes filled with necessities for the day- water bottles, sunscreen, etc.- and a cap and a white, full zip sweatshirt tailored to just their size, all baring the company’s logo. Maybe a little out of place, given the sudden heat wave, but the weather has promised them a perfect day for the beach at a cozy 72 degrees… and a somewhat chilly morning, especially for those expected to pose in the early tides.

The talent is free to mingle, encouraged to get some coffee and breakfast from the spread, get to know one another, and chat about their upcoming performances for the day when they’re not busy with their shoots or slates, be they promotional for the company brand or for pre-agreed projects for clients.



The music starts long before anyone ever takes the stage, but when it finally stops and the chattering from the crowd dies down…the party really begins.

The lights finally move into action and cast their effects onto the stage and over the dancers suddenly bursting to life for the crowd. The welcome song is upbeat and… honestly borderline obnoxious, but it’s definitely there to set the mood for a massive beach party. Dove, today’s MC and resident ray-of-sunshine archangel takes the stage toward the end of the song to finish out the number with her fellow performers, then applauds along with the crowd as the group exits the stage and a new set arrives.

“Hey everyone,” she purrs over the microphone, breaking her ‘come hither’ character almost immediately and laughing as the crowd jumps to life again. There’s no point in even trying to subdue her bright and sunny attitude, even for a quick tease. “Welcome to Fama’s Beach Party of 2018!”

The onstage band starts another song, just the beat, and she continues her greeting over it, all the while playfully pacing the stage.

“If you haven’t caught on by now, I’ll be yours all afternoon, evening, and well into the morning if you’ll have me~” Alright, maybe she hasn’t entirely dropped the flirty bit- “We have some amazing performances coming your way today, and plenty to do along the shore, so kick back, grab a drink, and just let go. The day is ours so Let’s party!”

From there, she jumps right into the first two songs, then relinquishes the stage to the next long sequence of performers, only interrupting to introduce each musical guest.

She’ll be back here and there throughout the performances with a few playful songs and teasing one liners of her own to keep the party going.

“This is going to get me in so much trouble, but show of hands, who out there is single tonight?”

PARTY PLAYLIST (Will update as performances are posted in threads!)





Volleyball tourney

Further from the stage, Volleyball courts have been marked out with foam posts, nets stretched taut across the centers. There’s a staff member at each of the first few with a clipboard, ready to welcome teams to the pits and referee, while some of the courts further down are meant simply for fun (or practice). So grab some friends, a Fama beach ball, and ready, set, spike!


House Boat

Link and Sidon’s apartment that they shared was, indeed, a boat. So of course they had to bring it right to the party! The beaches were filled up, but their house boat was available for partying as well. While on it music played loudly, drinks were colds and in coolers that were scattered about the deck area. The music meant someone could dance, but also sit and chat while on the deck of the boat.


Feel free to swim out here and grab a cold one and enjoy some music! Sidon will have his Wailord out as well, moving through the waters. Jump on the back of this massive whale and enjoy the sun in style!


Races!

Along the shore of the waters, people will find jet skis that have been supplied for them. Whoever would like is able to pair up, or possibly challenge Sidon who is hosting this event. These jet skis are for races, and whoever wins gets bragging rights and the satisfaction of being the fastest! Do not worry about possibly falling off at any point, Sidon and his Pokemon will be in the water to assist. Samurott and Gyarados will be at the ready for any individuals that may topple into the waters.

Pair up and move out!

Surfing/jetskis/diving/kites/etc

For the less competitive party goers, there are also jet skis and surfboards along the shore further down, well out of the range of the races, should anyone want to partake. Just ask the guy in the Fama shirt, and he’ll hook you up with the equipment, while some of the other attendees might hook you up with some gnarly waves, dude.


The breeze also seems to be exceptionally cooperative today as well, even with the thirty degree drop in heat from the previous days. Grab a kite and try it out!




It would be a long, LONG day with no food or drink around. No one wants to be parched while they party!


Luckily for the crowds, there are stations scattered all around the event with spreads of fruits and veggies and treats of all types, all provided by local businesses from the area, but the centerpiece of it all is the large hut, surrounded by tables, chairs, and umbrellas under which one can find a fully stocked, well-staffed bar (provided, of course, by one Gale Reinhardt) and a grill covered in fare sizzling under the watch of today’s keyblade grill-master, Lea.


The hut is also conveniently home to a large display of merchandise for sale featuring the celebrities performing and currently in attendance. Snag a poster, album, or shirt (or two…or five) and hunt down your idols for autographs!




When Dove returns to the stage, the mood changes completely. She’s forgone her swimwear and changed into something much more romantic, hair in long waves cascading over her shoulder and her happy angel’s glow subtle and warm. The lights dim low until only she and the musicians are visible with soft lights- The sky will be the focus true for this one.


The show starts off as soft and sweet, fireworks popping up here and there in quiet pastels. The next song builds with a show of silver and gold then leads into the next and then final songs with a full array of colors.

The music can be heard anywhere along the beach, as the feed from the stage area will be pumped along through speakers spread here and there, take a seat, cuddle up with that special someone (or another drink), and enjoy the show.


Just because the sun is disappearing doesn’t mean the fun is slowing down! Glowing lights strung from umbrellas and posts that seem to be popping up along the shore, keeping things fairly well lit, but much more soothing than earlier in the day.

The Volleyball courts have now been outfitted with backlights and buckets of glow paint, should anyone wish to paint on and glo up in support of their team…or just for fun for photos!

There are also now staff members and photographers handing out sparklers, careful to pass on the safety instructions, but cheerfully enabling everyone to have fun!

The roll of the ocean and now (somehow) clear skies set the perfect mood for a stroll down the beach, away from the energy and volume of the crowds. It’s a beautiful evening, and the stars seem to provide a perfect sense of peace in stark contrast to the jam packed area near the stage.

The music continues right up until the last hour, at which point Dove takes the stage for one last time. The song is a little different, still energetic, but as it’s finally winding down and fading out, Dove takes her last bow and waves her goodbyes. “I, along with the Fama family want to thank each and every one of you gorgeous people for joining us today! We had a ton of fun, and hope you did too. Enjoy the rest of the evening, and stay safe out there, and we’ll see you all next time! I’m off to grab some s’mores!”

And with a kiss and a wink to the crowd, she’s headed off the stage as the music fades into a repeat of just the beat and then into generic house music.



Once the party has begun to wind down and the staff begins to break down the stage and light rigging, bonfires pop up along the beach, each large and welcoming and accompanied by a nearby box full of the necessities for s’mores. It’s the perfect place to plop down with a guitar, a drink, a lover, or just your friends and enjoy the evening and the stars hanging overhead.

…Just be careful not to fall in if you’ve had one too many…

[The moment the hologram popped up, Rialynn jumped a mile, scrambling away from the device until her back hits the wall of the Bay. She leaves a trail of maps along the way, dropped from nerveless fingers as she fumbles frantically at her pouch and flings a fistful of salt at Not-Weiss.]

[Nothing happens.]

[In fact, the ghost isn't even looking directly at her from where she sits shaking on the ground, eyes as wide as saucers. This ghost isn't...very aggressive. In fact, it seems prim and proper. She glances around her uneasily, but since it isn't coming after her, she remains rooted on the spot, boots wet, mouth dry.]

[Eventually the message does end, and she finally exhales the breath she didn't realize she was holding. Her legs lack strength and she has to hold tightly to the wall to get back up to her feet, staggering into the street. She blinks and puts an arm up to protect herself from the bright sunlight, but once she adjusts?]

[She sees buildings several stories high.]

[She sees people riding around in metal carriages drawn by really fast invisible horses.]

[She also sees people riding what looks like two-wheeled cannons. And talking to themselves on little boxes pressed to their heads.]

W-what...what is...

[And not everyone is human, either. People seem completely oblivious to the weird and even the scary walking right beside them! She dips to one knee, feeling nauseous and dizzy, and closes her eyes tightly.]

[Some people adjust to Genessia quickly. Others, like Rialynn, are just about ready to faint from the massive shock.]