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    Re: A Good Day For A Show

    Post by Tally on Sat Jun 18, 2016 8:35 am

    The sudden screaming caught all in the group rather off guard, was that ghost patterned boxers? Oooookay then. Tally had little reaction other than a raised eyebrow, Sonia laughed a tiny bit, Leo and Alex thought it best to simply not question it and move on. The performances were rolling right along now and up next was Kev himself, so what then was going to be his super special secret performance?

    Apparently puppets.

    Yes, it appeared that it really was going to be a puppet show of all things, the even smaller stage being rolled out onto the stage for Kev to use. "Makes sense." Leo said quietly and Alex and Sonia nodded. They remember faintly that, yes Kev indeed did like puppets. In fact hadn't that been how he tried to explain the birds and the bees?

    Sonia gave a little cheer at Livewires name and then quieted down, not wanting to make Kev anymore nervous that he no doubt already was. The puppet show was cute! The puppets very adorable and the characters very interesting. Part way through Alex whispered quietly into Leo's ear. "What a dick king." And Leo nodded in agreement before going back to watching.

    Tally checked the time and made a motion to Sonia before rising from her seat and going back around to where Ttone and Kat were. Kat was pulling at her little bow tie nervously, her skin was pale, like someone had tossed her into the washer and let all the color bleed out of her. Ttone didn't appear to be doing much better. "Hey you two," Tally whispered, on stage Kev spoke about how the king wanted an a male heir instead of a female, typical. "How you two holding up?"

    Kat said nothing, giving only the briefest of thumbs up before going back to fraying the edges of her bow tie. "I feel like I'm going to throw up." Ttone said miserably, holding her stomach. Tally knelt down next to her, gently brushing at some of her hair.

    "You don't have to do this if you don't want to, you two could pull out if you're not feeling like it." Gently she brushed Ttones hair behind her ears and pat her back, but the girls merely shook their heads. "We worked so hard!" Ttone insisted and Tally nodded in understanding.

    On stage the show was coming to a close, and when it ended Sonia was the loudest in the group cheering. "Good job you two!" She yelled above the othertwo applause.
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    Re: A Good Day For A Show

    Post by Tally on Tue Jun 21, 2016 8:57 am

    There was a long pause, and then two small girls came shuffling out onto the stage dressed in magicians attire. "L-ladies and gentlemen!" Ttone greeted as she straightened her almost too big top hat. "Thank you for coming to mou- our! Show! For my first trick, I will turn this cup of water, into flowers!"

    Little hands shaking Ttone removed her hat and turned it so the crowd could see there was nothing on the inside, then she turned the hat over and allowed Kat, who was looking very pale, to shakily pour a cup of water in. Water now poured, Ttone pointed her wand at the hat and uttered the magic words. "Alakazam!" She them fumbled to put her magic wand away and reached into the hat, re-emerging with a bouquet of fake flowers. "Ta-da!"

    She tossed to boquet into the crowd for someone to catch, but tossed it a little bit too hard, as it went flying over the seats. "Oh! Sorry, sorry!" Frantically she apologized, "sorry....Um, for my next trick I'm going to turn this balloon, into something else!"

    Kat walked off of the stage and then ran back on with a bright red balloon, nearly tripping as she ascended the stairs. "Thank you assistant! And now, for the magic words." Ttone pointed her wand at the red balloon she held aloft in her other hand. "...Abracadabra!" She exclaimed and poked the balloon with the end of her wand, making it pop. Immediately there was an explosion of colorful sparkly scarfs. Ttone just looked flabbergasted.

    "Uh, ta-da? Uh. Yeah! Tada!" Both she and Kat looked at each other out of the corners of their eyes, maybe they had put too much oomf in the device when they loaded in the scarves. "And now for my final trick, I will turn my lovely assistant, into a rabbit!" Ttone produced a blanket of blue with stars stitched all over and proceeded to throw it over Kat. Through all of their tricks the pair had seemed nervous, but for the first time they seemed to be confident in themselves.

    "Transmorgafis!" She cried, magician wand waving and suddenly the blanket collapsed in on itself, the girl sized lump turning into a much smaller lump. Ttone removed the blanket, revealing a very fluffy, very small, very blue rabbit. "Behold! An adorable rabbit!" She motioned, said adorable rabbit wiggling it's nose before scratching at its ears.

    "And now I will turn her back! Ttone threw the blanket over Kat once more and said the magic words again. The bump under the blanket grew, it grew to the size of a girl, and then bigger, and bigger! It grew and slimy blue tentacles emerged from underneath, tiny little wings poked out, a muzzle lined with teeth and deer horns pushed upwards taking the blanket with it and revealing the monstrosity underneath.

    The creature opened it's tooth lined mouth. "Ta-da!" It garbled. Ttone tapped her wand against the monsters side and said the magic words once more and the monster changed before everyone's eyes, shifting back into Kat. The two looked nervously around, almost as if they were unsure of what to do and then they bowed. "Thanks for watching our show!" Ttone said, and then they both hurried off of the stage.

    In the crowd Alex, Leo, Sonia, and Tally all cheered.
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    Re: A Good Day For A Show

    Post by Mortis on Tue Jun 21, 2016 11:54 am

    "Aaw...~ They always grow up before you know it. With Lavender, she seemed to sprout up do fast... Like all I had to do was blink."

    Ah yes, they sure did grow up quick... He looked down at the young lamb, considering for a moment how some of the books on raising sheep dictated that they usually were culled by the time they were a year old. After spending a few months raising the young black sheep, he could hardly fathom doing such a thing. She was far too precious to grace a plate, in his opinion. "Yesss, it isss hard to believe at timesss sshe wasss half thisss sssize three monthsss ago. I wonder how much more ssshe will grow before ssshe reachesss maturity." The ghoul hissed, looking back to Kev. "Already sshe isss very clever, I caught her fiddling with the garden gate earlier in the week. Ssshe wanted to get at the pile of pulled weedsss I have sset out for composst and nearly undid the latch by the time I caught up to her." Woolie, as if knowing the taller ghoul was talking about her, squinted her eyes as she looked up from the cup of water she drank out of, licking her little nose.


    Back at his seat,  Mortis looked up from feeding Woolie her snacks to see his brother making his way down the aisle, Livewire in tow. "Ssscoot, dear. Let Uncle Fear have sssome room to get by." he rumbled to the lamb, who paused in smacking and snapping up another carrot to do as asked. She ducked her head under the seat with a wiggle of her tail, before turning around and settling on her belly in the shade it produced. He looked over to Fear and the femme as they took their seats, giving a small wave of his corpse-like hand in greeting one again. Conversation could be made later when there was a lull between performances.

    The ghoul could tell that a few minds were more prudent regarding Shai's performance, mostly from the conversations he managed to pick up in the background. For the most part though, it seemed most of the audience had a taste for chicken. Especially a certain someone sitting right next to him.

    "AAAAAHHHHH, HE WINKED AT ME. ME, ME, ME. SSSIGN MY PURSSSE, BIRD-MAN!"

    His brother squealed like a teenage girl next to him, and even Woolie could not help but pin her ears back at the loud screeching. Under the seat, her little black face poked out to watch her uncle completely flip his iron wig at Shaiamil's performance, glancing back at her skull-faced Ma. Was Uncle Fear okay? Why was he screaming so much? Mindful of the platter upon his lap, Mortis reached a gangly arm down to gently stroke the confused lamb between her ears. "Uncle Fear isss jussst having sssome fun, Woolie." He hissed, movement flashing in the depths of his eye sockets as he saw something very colorful fly up on stage.

    Were those... boxers?

    Evidently they were Kev's boxers, as he soon picked up on the diminutive green alien's outrage, however muffled through the work of the pendant that hung around his neck, safely hidden beneath his clothing. A small chuckle rolled from his empty chest, before returning his attention to the black lamb at his feet. His gentle affections managed to calm her down a little, a small scratch bestowed between her ears. She was doing very well for this being her first time around a loud, noisy crowd. However... Things could be a little better. He could still detect some stress from the bright explosions at the end of Nyreena's performance, and the odd smells. Thus, he did the one thing he knew was best.

    He reached down into the neck of his leathers, and pulled out the pendant from around his neck. The glistening gem was wound up in the cord that held it, before placing the trinket in his overcoat pocket. Immediately the thoughts and sensations of life around him doubled, perhaps even tripled in their volume, drawing a low hiss from the retired lawman. Still, the lamb needed a little more help dealing with this new situation. He would deal with a million sinners, their drumming heartbeats and cacophony of thoughts tolerated patiently to ensure the lamb would be comfortable in this strange environment. Mortis focused, a soothing sensation brushing over the lamb's thoughts as he settled her. Long yellowed talons continued to stroke her fluffy wool as his free hand grasped another carrot from the vegetables he piled upon the plate, and offered it to her to feed upon.

    Like the last, she sniffed at it, but took a bite of the crunchy orange veggie. His perception unblocked, the ghoul could pick up on Kev's nervousness as he found out it was his turn to go on stage. Apparently he was one of the performers that would be displaying a talent today, along with Livewire. Both her and the femme went backstage, and when they appeared again... They had a puppet stage set up on the regular stage. Both Mortis and his lamb looked up to see what they were doing, soon enough the performance was underway.

    It was a story, a love-triangle of sorts. The King wanted a bride for the sake of his rulership, but the only available lady in his kingdom was a young lady who was evidently in love with the man she lived with as a friend. His tail flicked a little from the space between the backing and the seat of his chair, the scenario... reminiscent of a few uncomfortable past events. He pushed the thoughts aside, it was just a play that Kev and Livewire had written, nothing more and nothing less. There was no need to ruin the story with his own memories of the not so distant past. Mortis watched the play nonetheless, attentive to see how the story would end. Of course, the evil king was defeated, and the lovers were allowed to live in peace with their newborn child. Such was the structure of the usual fairy-tale  While the ghoul did not applaud the bird-doctor or the ghost-girl, Mortis' leathery palms clapped together at the end of the show. Although, his applause was not as excited as Fear's had been regarding the doctor, the sheep-skulled undead had his own sort of flair.

    When Kev and Livewire returned to their seats however, the ghoul leaned over a little, empty sockets upon them for the moment as he paused in his comfort scratchies. "That wasss a really good ssshow, you two. Very nice ssstory." A wide, clawed hand reached over, giving a small, fond pat upon Kev's shoulder for a job well done. He momentarily pondered giving one to the yellow femme as well, but she seemed like she would rather be left alone unless it was praise from her guardians. that done, he leaned back over to sit properly in his seat, looking up at the stage to see who would be performing next. Although, the anxiety that rolled off a few select members of the audience were a dead giveaway. Two children, one of which he had met once years ago in a library, and the other... He was not familiar with at all. Even so, their trepidation was sweet, a welcome change to the overabundance of delight and contentment in the audience...

    Woolie excluded, of course. Her comfort was his number one priority.

    A magic show was set up on the stage, the two children dressed like little magicians. Stage magic of course, was an art of making the hand move faster than the eye, practical illusions that were clever enough to pass as mysticism to the uninitiated. So for these two nervous children to try their hand at it... Either this was going to be quite the talent or a massive failure. For the most part the tricks were tame, a cup of water made into a bouquet of flowers -which were quickly thrown over everyone's heads followed by a hasty apology-. Mortis glanced back at the steady arc of the thrown flowers. If the audience could not grab them, likely the people who were in charge of the food would.

    Although the last act, a transformation act, was the one that caught the undead superfiend's attention. At first going from child to rabbit was easy enough, the sheep-skulled undead quickly figuring the girl was able to shapeshift. Although the second part of the trick went a little different. A little too different for the young lamb that was seated under his chair.

    Those large teeth, pointy antlers, the wings and monstrous form... The little black lamb's eyes grew big and her nostrils flared. Now three sources of anxiety were present among the visitors to the show. Her ears pinned back against the sides of her neck, her mouth open in a loud, frightened Baaa! Just as quickly as she had seen the creature, she scrambled out from under the chair and hopped up into Mortis' lap. Ma would protect her from the big, scary monster! A few more muffled bleats came from the lamb as she pressed her face against Mortis' middle, her thoughts frightened and bombarding.

    Ma, what is that thing up there, Ma?

    It looks scary!

    Don't let it eat me!

    "Sss!" The plate of veggies was quickly moved away, her actions read and the ghoul thankfully fast enough to keep the platter from being tipped over in the animal's panic. His snout tipped down to see her press her face against his middle, which gave way easily with nothing to give much resistance to her cowering. One hand upon the platter, the other wrapped around the startled youth, holding her close and gently stroking her back comfortingly. "Poor dear. It issss alright, you will not be eaten while your Ma isss here, it isss only a ssshow." He reassured, keeping his voice hushed. Thankfully whatever Kat had turned into did not last for much longer, and she turned back into a child again. He stroked his talons over her back a few more times before scratching behind her ears. "Ssssee, it isss gone now. There isss nothing to be frightened of." he hissed, watching the two retreat from the stage before setting the plate to balance upon a knobby corpse knee. He plucked a cucumber from the plate, thickly sliced and juicy, and offered it to her.

    "Here, have a treat. It issss a juicy cucumber." He cooed, the lamb looking up from where she buried her face into her Ma's belly to have a look. Her ears perked at the treat, he earlier fright quelled as she saw the monster was gone as well. She did not even sniff the juicy slice before she greedily took a bite, juice dripping over her fuzzy lips as she contentedly chewed.
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    Re: A Good Day For A Show

    Post by Njorth on Tue Jun 21, 2016 5:04 pm

    “Aa!”

    Ah! A familiar face! Njorth easily recognized him as one of the Inn caretakers. He pointed at the hot dogs on the grill. It was clear what the Hyrulian wanted. He gave a warm smile at his enthusiasm.

    "Of course. Coming right up!"

    “Njorth, sorry to ask. What exactly is this, are the food free and is everybody here suppose to go up on stage or something? A talent performance in exchange for food? Because we didn’t come prepared at all if that is so.”

    "Hm?" the alchemist regarded the fairy. "Oh no! You don't have to perform. This is a public show. Anyone is free to drop in and partake in the festivities. And yes, that does include the food. Make yourselves comfortable."

    Njorth took the wiener off the grill and placed it in a bun. He put it onto a plate and passed it to Link.

    "Here you go. I've got some condiments right here if you want any. Feel free to check out the buffet we have set up, too."
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    Re: A Good Day For A Show

    Post by Zurg on Fri Jun 24, 2016 2:08 am

    What in the Cosmos was all that screaming?

    Unsurprisingly, it came from - who else - one of the shambling undead hooligans sitting in the front row. Zurg couldn't help but make a puzzled face, especially at the thrown boxers. "Guh... and here I thought you were a rambunctious firecracker, Jo." But it was all in good... fun, he supposed. Can't really remark about Kev's choice in, um... yeah, the horned alien wasn't about to really go there. He gave a shaky chuckle and tried to find his comfort zone throughout the entire performance, incredibly relieved once Kev and Livewire took to the stage. Finally! Things could do with a spot of decency around here, and nothing was more decent than a - "Oh look, a puppet show!" he pointed out. Aw, how cute... Kev was going to regale them with an old hobby of his. Now, what's this about a bunch of felt cats and dog?

    Ahh, they were part of a faerie tale, apparently! And one both Kev and Livewire had created together. "What a sweet idea~!" But, true to Livewire's renowned editing skills, the story wasn't quite as saccharine as Zurg was hoping.

    One, King Milo was an utter as - er... spoiled rotten cry baby!

    Two, forced marriage!?

    Three, he wanted to kill their baby daughter?

    The monarch's poor head nearly exploded. "We're not all like that!" he whined, more to himself than anyone else. Well, okay, sure; sometimes Zurg could be a little bratty, but a forced marriage? No way! He had much more style and personal space, thank you. With a disgruntled huff and a puff, Zurg wasn't so certain he approved of Kev's literature; as sadistic as Livewire was, Kev was the legal adult and therefore should have known far better. "Hmph... it's like people expect monarchs and reigning sovereigns to adhere strictly to settler/human stereotypes," he muttered disapprovingly.

    Aside from that little detail, the story did end on a relatively happy note. Richard and Lyndi managed to eventually live happily ever after, King Matt (who was far kinder than his brother) became the rightful heir to the throne - he even adopted a litter!, and as for ex-King Milo? Well, suffice to say, he was given an occupation that matched his attitude.

    All in all, a decent faerie tale.

    Up next was a magic show by none other than Ttone and Kat - the latter should make things quite interesting, or so Zurg assumed. Imagine his surprise, then, when the show actually turned out rather tame! Conjured flowers tossed into the air with wild abandon, an explosion of colourful scarves, Kat turning into an adorable rabbit and then some... grotesque... mutant... thing. Yep, that's definitely Scoot's kid, alright. "And you're certain you want multiple kids, huh..." Yeeeeah, how about nooo.

    But, much like the puppet show, it was nonetheless an enjoyable act. Zurg happily clapped all the same to show his support for all four. "So far so good, eh, Jo?" he asked, nudging her with an elbow. "And here you thought someone was going to get sawed in half. Ha! Absurd."

    That didn't really happen, right?

    ...Right?


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    Re: A Good Day For A Show

    Post by Wind Waker Link on Fri Jun 24, 2016 9:23 am

    Link felt infinitely better after learning that this was a free event and he wasn’t crashing somebody’s party. Now that his head isn’t partially filled thoughts of himself being hauled out by security, he can finally enjoy the show and food with his full attention.

    Ciela thanked Njorth for both the information, and also in Link’s place for the hotdog which was quickly getting covered in ketchup and disappearing into the boy’s mouth. He gave the alchemist a very happy grin to show how delicious he thought his work was before turning around to see Kev on stage with a table and Livewire. A table? Was Kev and Livewire going to show off some amazing table tennis ski-- ooooh, a puppet show! Of animals! A story!

    Link quickly grabbed a few more food items available (was that shrimp dumplings?! A half dozen of that please!) and returned to his seat at the edge. In Link’s opinion, you are never too old for story time! He loved storytime and reacted as each scene was acted out. There were noises of distress and frustration as the cat king took Lyndi away, then disbelief that they actually got married without Richard sweeping in to stop the wedding, a horrified gasp for when King Milo rejected the idea of a princess for a heir. How rude! Two of his best friends were princesses of their own kingdoms, you know!

    When Lyndi ran away back to the cottage, Link was at the edge of his seat, feeling ridiculously happy that she went back to Richard and they realised their feelings for one another. (The innkeeper was a bit of a hopeless romantic) He cheered when Prince Matt became King Matt and then felt incredibly touched and sunshine happy to see Lyndi and Richard got together in the end. The show ended and Link cheered loudly, whooping and whistling. What can he say, he LOVES storytime.

    Up next was a magic show by T-Tone and Kat. Link smiled nervously up at the stage, getting nervous just by seeing them nervous. He prayed everything goes well. And well, it did! He clapped at the flowers coming from the hat then reached a hand up to try to catch the flowers thrown, but it was too high and soared over his head. Well, he suppose the people behind him could have it? Because he wasn’t leaving his seat right now. He wanted to see the rest of the magic show first! He was genuinely amazed at the scarves and balloon trick.

    “Ooooooh!” he gasped, the last of his hot dog quite forgotten in his hands. How did there… do they put the scarves into the balloon then inflate it? Did they swap it out really quickly? How on earth can you fit scarves into the tiny tip of the balloon in the first place?

    A transformation sequence followed, ending with Kat being what looked like a mashup of monsters. Impressive! He didn’t know the girls could do that! He clapped enthusiastically, wishing he had confetti of some sort to throw on stage at them.
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    Re: A Good Day For A Show

    Post by Nyreena Dark Savaridin on Fri Jun 24, 2016 4:32 pm

    While watching Shai's performance Nyreena couldn't help but jump in surprise when Fear let out a scream that could rival a school girl at her favorite band's biggest rock concert of the year. True she had her fair share of favorite bands growing up but she really didn't act that way when going to one of their concerts. Still it was rather a strange sight to see and it was definitely something that she wasn't going to forget for a long, long time.

    After finishing taking her bows and leaving the stage, quickly retrieving her bolero and glove afterwards, she took her seat and waited for Kev to take the stage with his secret talent and watching him along with Livewire as they set up a smaller stage for none other than a puppet show! Very surprised at that the ghost watched the story unfold of two friends who were closer than ever, pretty much in love though the other couldn't tell the other the truth only for them to be ripped apart by a vile king who only wanted to keep the throne from his brother who was rightful heir to it. The story continuing on the king and Lyndi were married and she had a daughter but the king wanted a son and would rather kill his own flesh and blood then let the little girl grow to be wonderful heir. Snorting at that Nyreena was happy to know that the two star-crossed lovers were able to finally reunite and get married, the rightful king was able to assume the throne, and a certain former king got what he truly deserved. Completely impressed Nyreena gave a loud round of applause for Kev and Livewire's hard work and was proud of how well that turned out.

    Afterwards a magic show came on the stage being performed by two kids Nyreena really didn't know but it was still a wonderful performance either way, first by pulling a bouquet of flowers out of a hat, then as a balloon was popped displaying a multitude of scarves, and for the final trick turning the assistant into a rabbit then a strange creature that didn't seem the right result but the assistant quickly reappeared concluding their act. Giving another round of loud applause Nyreena was so happy that things were turning out so well for all of this.
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    Re: A Good Day For A Show

    Post by Uriel on Fri Jun 24, 2016 5:04 pm

    Uriel unpacks everything as he looks around after Shaiamils' performance, enjoying Fear's display with a guffaw of his own as others giggle. So dramatic, exactly what he'd expect, he supposes. Thinking of Fear brought his eyes back to his pack. A vodka bottle swings from the side, filled with the liquor now instead of its old substance, complete negative emotion, inside. He nods to himself. Happy for himself, and ready to move on.

    The Revenant looks up to see Nyreena, the ghost woman, on stage. His eyebrows raise, her dress is magnificent! As she dances, he becomes lost for thoughts. One with the musique, he sways as she finishes with the ghostly light. He claps, softly, mirroring the elegance.

    Uriel thinks for a moment about eating before the next performance, but decides against it. Eating before dancing isn't such a good idea. However, afterwards, he'll gorge himself. He sits down at the back row of chairs, looking up to see Arro. How did he miss him? Uriel waves at the drai, smiling big. Oh he hopes the dragon likes his performance!

    Kev stands up, along with Livewire, to start a puppet show. The meaning was lost on him for a moment. Probably due to it being sort of close to home... but in the end, a smile spreads across his face. Despite puppets being sort of silly, the message remained clear and it was well written. He whistles, happy to see such a beautiful performance!

    And then two children he did not recognize took the stage! And they began a performing magic show! Oh he has not seen this sort of thing since he was on Earth! And that was only in T.V. shows! He watches on the edge of his seat. Oohing and Aahing as each trick is performed. Even though they look nervous, they bewildered Uriel to the core. And then MONSTER! Oh wow! His eyes grew to the size of dinner plates as the child transformed, and he let out a sincere sigh of relief when it was over. He stood up and clapped. Very entertained.

    Alright who's next? Oh. Wait. ME.



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    "Oh crap. Um." Uriel gathers up the smaller satchel inside the bag, grabs his two chain poi with rope orbs on the ends and swings them over his shoulder. In his other hand, he picks up the bottle of alcohol. The smell wafting into the air as he removes the cork and swishes some into his mouth before spitting it on the ground. It's simple alcohol, but very strong, the proof high enough to catch fire. Exactly what he needed. Good!

    He walks up to stage and starts his quick work. Placing a fist size stone on each corner of the stage. As he places the last one, runes flash around the rocks. The area around him and at the edges of the stage light up for a moment as a barrier appears, invisible but meant to be there so nothing catches on fire he doesn't want to! Especially any curtains or trees in the area!

    Dropping the bottle down in front of him, he untangles the chain poi and puts them in both hands. Bowing to the audience.

    The small metal orbs at the hand end of the chain move between his fingers as he picks up the bottle and pours the swig of alcohol into his mouth, then puts the rest onto both the rope orbs, the fibers soaking the liquid up without a drop touching the ground. Uriel prepared the poi beforehand, but alcohol evaporates quickly, so might as well be sure!

    He straightens his headphones, and makes and L with his feet. A rune appears in front of his face, and he spits the liquid out of his mouth in a spray. Spinning around, the fire ignites the rocks, a second rune activating as they are engulfed. At the end of the spin, Uriel puts both poi, hanging from his hands, in front of him and lights them on fire. The blazing light illuminating the whole area. Swirls of orange and yellow dance at each corner of the stage, but the heat is not unbearable, the barrier holds strong! He straightens his pants, large holes below the waste band at his hips. As per his culture's norm.

    And then, mood musique, as per the norm!



    Uriel leans over, his arms widespread and twirling the fiery poi in small circles until the first blare of a what sounds like a warhorn comes from the musique. At the note, he spins his whole body, and starts his dance. The soft tunes matching the flow as he swings the poi in long sweeping patterns. One similar to a three leafed clover. A simple figure eight, the flames lighting up his face in the dark as the musique lowers. The corners of the stage dimming in anticipation of... You know how this goes. This is Uriel after all! There is always a drop! The build comes, sparks starting to shoot from the rocks as it gathers the energy from Uriel. The Revenant's body glows orange. His marks seeming to become nothing but silhouettes as he skin brightens with power.


    And with the first energetic note, his speed increases twofold, swinging the poi in impossible loops and arches, sometimes seeming to not move, staying upside down in his hand as he halts the momentum and then quickly moves it toward his body, bringing the chains close to his hands and spinning the fiery orbs close to his chest, inches from his face! All the while, his feet shuffle in true dance, hopping from side to side with a bright smile and an ethereal gleam in his eyes. Each thrum of the base and high note accented by the rocks on the corners of the stage, a fountain of fire changing with the musique.

    Each moment makes his body brighter and brighter, his nearly nothing but light now!

    As the musique finally reaches the end of its first chorus, Uriel links the two chains together, spinning in a circle and throwing it straight into the air, directly above him, and it stays. Spinning, the two poi look like a halo of fire 20 feet above his head.


    And he sings. As beautifully as an angel should.

    Summer in the hills
    Those hazy days I do remember
    We were running still
    Had the whole world at our feet
    Watching seasons change
    Our roads were lined with adventure
    Mountains in the way
    Couldn’t keep us from the sea
    Here we stand open arms
    This is home where we are
    Ever strong in the world that we made
    I still hear you in the breeze
    See your shadows in the trees
    Holding on memories never change


    As he sings, the halo of fire lowers until finally it crashes on top of him. The two poi wrapping around and absorbing into his light. The last word sung, an orb of even brighter light sucks in all the fiery orbs. A final spell thousands of runes strong wrapped around them. The rocks were special. This evening was special.

    Uriel wanted to show off. So he does!

    The bass comes back, the musique returns, and the orb breaks. Into the air, the Revenant jumps.


    Great wings spread out with long tail feathers behind, and Uriel spreads his arms in joy. Above the crowd, orbs of light, just like his poi, dance along with them as the musique continues. Uriel's sun-like body relaxes for a moment, but then he dips low, flying toward the audience, and swooping in front of their faces! The metal feathers sounding like swords speeding through the air. These are not divine, but made on his own. His own runes. His own power. He soars high after the dive, Uriel's body spinning, then flipping backwards in a loop to burst through each of the poi dancing in the air in a brilliant display like fireworks, until the end of the song finally comes and he lands, lightly. His glowing body fading quickly away as the blare of another warhorn sounds. His black wings are what is left of the glowing mess he once was, and he curls them around himself as he bows.

    There is a small moment of silence from himself, and he stands.

    "Thank you."

    In part to all, and all to few.
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    Re: A Good Day For A Show

    Post by Leo on Sat Jun 25, 2016 12:15 pm

    All four of them watched from the crowd, cheering after each and every trick. As it approached the finale Alex took to snickering. Of course HE knew what was about to happen, after all he had been the one to recommend it to them. Want a great final trick kids? Well why not have Kat turn into a giant monster and scare the pants off of everyone? That'd be a wonderful trick! Okay, maybe the not the best parental advice, but it had certainly made the last trick interesting. "That's my girl!" He said as Kat came practically crawling over the chairs to get to them.

    She lunged at her fathers and took the opportunity to tell them how she was sure she was going to puke, and how the balloon trick had messed but, and wasn't that last trick just awesome? Ttone walked around the chairs, coming to sit down besides Tally before embracing her. "I was so scared." She sighed, but otherwise seemed content.

    "You did great."Tally reassured, hugging her daughter back. "Better than great, you were amazing. I'm proud you managed to do that. I probably would have freaked out." She could fight and swing a sword, but performing in front of people? Noooo thank you.

    The next act up immediately caught Sonia's attention and she called out from her sweat. "Whoo! Go Uriel!" She could only imagine what his performance might be like, was he going to play or sing? Sonia looked at the strange things in his hands, not recognizing them. But then the music started and their use quickly became apparent. The four and the children watched as Uriel danced on stage, Sonia would have swayed in her seat to the music had she not found it so entrancing.

    And when he took to the sky? She was once again the loudest out of the four, cheering loudly for the other in wordless whoops. The others joined her in cheering and applauding, though not as loudly. Kat stared at the strange fire man in awe meanwhile Ttone clapped her small palms sore.
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    Re: A Good Day For A Show

    Post by Livewire on Sat Jun 25, 2016 4:49 pm

    Oh goodness.

    The child quickly exited the stage after her and Kev's performance. She let Kev lead her back down, lightly squeezing his hand and smiling with her head ducked down as Sonia cheered and she heard clapping in the audience. She was a bit…just a bit too overwhelmed to actually look up and see who was appreciating the performance.  As they were finally seated again, Livewire conceded the thought that it probably was better that Kev had edited her original story.  The crowd's response might have been a bit more mild if the first draft had been performed.  The child managed a thankful smile towards Mortis before tucking herself against Fear's side, taking comfort in his stickish bone structure.  It had been a bit hard to be against him earlier when he was busy losing his god damn mind over Shai's routine.   Livewire had learned something rather valuable in those few moments of dance, music, and glitter.

    For one thing, she now understood what a leather fetish was.

    OH well.  No time to dwell on that now, as another show was starting up. It was Ttone and…someone.  She had no idea who, but it looked to be a sweet little magic show.   Livewire herself had absolutely no magical talent and so the subject of it had always been fascinating to her.  She leaned forward a bit as the performance progressed, even turning to her guardians and whispering a very soft, very excited, "Bunny!", before turning back to the show.  Her optics widened as Kat failed to turn right back to normal, growing larger and larger into something

    COMPLETELY ADORABLE.

    The little femme's shyness was, for a moment, forgotten as her hands came together in a quick clinking of metal of a short clap after Ttone and Kat bowed.  What a lovely performance!  It was really cute, it was.  Soon, though, even the sound of her own clapping was too loud for the femme and her hands retreated back to her lap.  She stayed in her chair and looked at the stage, then glancing around towards those gathered. Mortis was consoling Woolie who, it looked like, had gotten a bit of a spook from the magic show. That...that made sense, yeah.  Livewire didn't worry about getting eaten by monsters mostly because she didn't particularly consider herself very digestible. Woolie was within a right mind to be wary from the lamb's perspective.   The child looked up once more as Uriel took the stage, and began...

    Holy macaroni that was a lot of light!  Livewire's optics shuttered slightly to account for the light show and keep her from being too blinded by it.  It was so energetic!  So musical!  So much of a fire hazard that she did not plan for!  The femme spared a quick glance away from Uriel and towards the snack tables. Her own was far away enough from the stage that she wasn't too worried, but she didn't know about the others. Did they have a fire extinguisher on hand?  Could they ferry water from the pond towards here quick enough?  She didn't plan for this much fire!

    The fretting seemed to be for naught.  Uriel's performance ended with a surprising (to Livewire) lack of complete destruction of everything they had built that morning.  Her her credit, Livewire had only ever seen Uriel on that much fire whenever he was sprouting dragon bits from his form, and then turning into a knight, or...something...basically a large part of the forest was on fire.  She never really took the time to ask what all of that was about.

    A sigh of relief was released from the femme as a final glance of the tables and stage revealed little damage. That was a good thing, right there.  It would have been awful if Kev's performance activity were to be ruined by a lack of a fire extinguisher.   ...maybe more than one fire extinguisher.

    The small tapping of metal hands together run out from the femme once more before she stopped and placed her hands back into her lap.  That was all rather exciting.  Maybe…maybe a little too exciting, right then.
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    Re: A Good Day For A Show

    Post by Minion on Sat Jun 25, 2016 9:42 pm

    During the bird's performance, a familiar voice squealed out of the crowd. An amused smile grew on his face. Aah...there was Fear. From all the way in the back, he could barely make out the distinctive helmet. After Nyreena was the next act, a familiar alien and Fear's partner. Aside from certain meetings in the past, Mitchell now knew of Kev through Fear's cooking lessons, as the food was usually meant for the scaly man. Joined by Livewire, the two of them rolled a decorated cart to the stage and...performed a puppet show. A brow raised, he wasn't exactly expecting that one... But nevertheless, with handmade puppets and props, the show went on! It was rather goofy in some areas, and the King character was hardly a deep character, more of a vicious stereotype who threw his weight around, but the story as a whole was nice enough. Mostly, he found himself appreciating the actual puppets and the drawings more than the story. Brawny arms clapped as the story ended and the two left the stage to sit back down.

    Next up were two kids that Minion wasn't quite so familiar with. He was used to the Hyruleans, one of which he had seen leaving one of the stands with a hot dog. If he spied the blond again, Link would receive a little wave as greetings. Looking back to the stage, his head tilted as the fish within the tank tilted on his side as well. One girl was definitely human, and she seemed to be the main magician. Her assistant on the other hand, looked...alien! With very pale blue skin, and undeniably three eyes, there was no denying it. A magic show to follow up a puppet show was a cute idea too! Intrigued, Mitchell shuffled closer to the chairs and snagged one in the very last row, delicately settling his body into place so that the robotic body beneath the hologuise wouldn't shatter the metal. Strategically choosing a seat at the end of the row, he was prepared to book it if anything happened.

    For her first trick, the little girl poured a cup of water within her ill-fitting hat. A magic word, and a swish of the wand...and viola! A little bouquet was pulled from out of the hat. And here he was, expecting to see a rabbit! In any case, Mitchell clapped for the successful execution of her trick. Ttone tossed the bouquet to the audience, but sent it farther than intended and broke character to apologize profusely. Next, she was to turn a balloon into...something else. Mitchell made a face, but quickly reminded himself that two children were in charge of this show. The alien assistant stepped on stage with a cheerfully bright red balloon. Her assistant seemed to almost trip on the stairs though, and Mitchell peeked over the other heads in front of him to make sure she hadn't gotten caught on anything. Abracadabra, and then a loud POP! Mitchell flinched, only to gawk as numerous scarves came out of the popped balloon as if it were raining confetti! "How festive!" Minion couldn't help but remark, laughing lightly at the gobsmacked duo.

    Again he clapped, an easy and light smile upon Mitchell's face as he eagerly awaited the last trick. This time, it'd be the lovely assistant being turned into a rabbit! Humming with interest, he leaned forward in his chair. Wonder how the two were going to pull this one off? A darling little blanket was draped over the young girl, blue with little stars, and another little incantation was spoken. The shape beneath the blanket shrank, the shroud removed to reveal a fluffy blue rabbit. A simple enough trick though, some dye and a trapdoor. He clapped with a light smile, finding it quite adorable! With blanket covering the rabbit once again, magic words were spoken although the girl did not immediately change back. A large lump was forming under the blanket, one with slimy tentacles and sharp teeth. Pushing his back against the chair as he leaned back, he smiled a shaky grin. This...this is part of the trick, yes...? Or did these girls accidentally summon a demon?! Blanket tossed back, the strange mish-mash of a creature revealed itself and garbled a little 'ta-da', only to be tapped by the wand and instantly transformed into the little girl from before. Minion stared at the stage for several long moments, even after the two girls scurried off. Well...he was not...quite sure how they pulled that one off. Maybe...mirrors...? Either way, his hands automatically began clapping for them despite his dumbfounded reaction. An interesting show, perhaps there was a future as magicians for the two of them!

    On the stage now was a young man who looked human, with dark black hair. Stones set about the stage that seemed to glow with strange things he did not recognize. Another flash of something seemed to appear around him, almost like a force field? Needless to say, Mitchell's attention was grabbed. Two chains were held in each hand, a rope covered ball dangling from the ends. Perhaps some sort of juggling act? Or similar sort of trick? Both hands clasped his own knees as he watch the man take a swig of something, pouring the rest on the ropes. Hm... Another odd sort of symbol appeared in his face, the man spitting his liquid out, more of them appearing as he spun in a circle, and fire appeared out of thin air! "Oooh...!" And then, the music began to play. Almost tribal in nature, before becoming bouncier! And then, the dance began! Spinning and swirling the rope balls, he made lovely patterns in the air with fire. Minion's eyes were absolutely glued, gripped and eager to see what would happen! Especially when the man's body began to glow!

    With quite the fire show going on, his little fishy heart was beating within his chest. Would it be too much? Or would this fire, almost magical in nature, stay in the man's control? So far it seemed to obey him easily, as he worked his chained balls easily as if they were mere toys! The effect reminded Minion of when people tried to spell out their names with sparklers, only much more effective. Throwing them into the air, body glowing like a star, the balls remained spinning somehow and formed a fiery halo. A slow, impressed sigh sounded from him, only able to watch and listen as the performance dipped into a bit of singing. Quite lovely, though when the halo seemed to smash into Uriel, an arm came up as if to shield himself from the debris. No destruction came from the stage, and instead he seemed to suck the fire right out of the orbs as more symbols appeared. The young man leaped into the air, seeming to fly on giant wings! Like a trained falcon performing for a crowd, the young man flew down and over the audience. Oddly enough, his wings sounded...metallic! Flipping and spinning through the air with orbs of fire dancing around him, the music had reached its end and with it, the young man's act. He landed on the stage, no longer glowing like a sun and now with black wings upon his back. Respectfully, Mitchell waited for the man to speak before he clapped his hands like a mad man. Absolutely amazing!
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    Re: A Good Day For A Show

    Post by Jo Pistonne on Sun Jun 26, 2016 2:34 am

    Whereas a certain purple grumble-bug was having a case of the scowlies, Jo was positively all smiles. "Looks like Kev's stinky flame knows how to have a great time~!" she grinned. Hint, hint: the mechanic was definitely a fan of throwing one of her panties or two if the prudish hen beside her chair mustered up the chutzpah. Sexy fantasies aside, it seemed Kev and Livewire were about to go up next! "Ooh, a puppet show..." Craters, haven't seen one of these in a long time. Wonder what the story was gonna be, if Livewire was the editor and Kev was the... well, Kev?

    Suffice to say, it wasn't anything Jo had been expecting. Much like Big Z, she had been ready for something... tame? Well, no... that wasn't the right word. The story was tame, it was just... different. Yeah, that's it! "Aw, a dog and a cat, wanting to be together..." Kinda like a few couples she knew~!

    Anyway, back to the story.

    "Aside from two of the points you mentioned," Jo piped up, "I thought it was rather heartwarming! Richard got to be with his love, the good king replaced the bad one, and adorable kittens were adopted! Big Z, you're just a spoilsport." She tickled his sides for good measure, a devilish grin on her face, and returned all attention to the front. "Excellent show, you two! Homo and Shalti would approve~!" she happily clapped, even if Kev and Livewire couldn't hear her voice. Next up to bat waaaaas... oh, Ttone and Kat! Hot rockets, when was the last time Jo had seen either of the girls? Even though the mechanic couldn't recall just how long it had been this exact second, she was nevertheless thrilled to see a magic show. "Oooh! I don't think I've ever seen one of these!" Hey, when you're poor on Trade World and belong to the lower levels, getting tickets to a magic show wasn't high on the list. It was usually how much a family could afford to eat, what alleyways to avoid, who to pay off... Crummy stuff like that. But you want to know what wasn't crummy? Why, the magic show, of course!

    Flowers out of nowhere, an explosion of scarves, even Kat turning into this adorable blue rabbit and then some hellish monstrosity only Lovecraft could dream of! All in all, a very nice performance. Like with Kev and Livewire's puppet show, Jo was a one-woman clapping crew. "Yay, magic~!" Don't you dare tell her it wasn't real, Big Z. Don't you dare!

    "And you're certain you want multiple kids, huh..."

    She couldn't help but loudly snort, busying herself by heaping a ton of shrimp dumplings onto Wind Waker Link's plate. "It's not like you'd be the one popping them out," Jo retorted. "And if our kids have the courage and talent to go on a stage and even do a little jig, I would be so proud! Just, you know, so long as they don't shoot the audience with death rays..." But sawing someone in half? Nah, that was totally chill with her - so long as none of it was real! "But yes, a very good show~! I think I see... Uriel? That's Uriel, right? He's next!" It was kind of hard to see back here, so...

    What was Jo saying... Of course that was Uriel. How did she know? Only because of the BOOMS and the FWOOSH and the BANG and the - you get the gist of it.

    Fire, lights, music, rocks; if that's one thing Uriel didn't do, it was be tame. Jo found herself sliding off her chair and ducking for cover, wide brown eyes peeking over the tablecloth. "Holy pulsars..." she murmured. Was this a talent show or a supernova!? It was naturally the former, but you sure wouldn't know just by listening. By the time Uriel wrapped his passionate display of dance and song, the mechanic dusted herself off and reclaimed her seat. "Whew! Talk about a showstopper, ha ha! What'd you think, Big Z? Was that a blast or was that a blast?"
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    Re: A Good Day For A Show

    Post by Rasa 'Jeqkogoai on Mon Jun 27, 2016 5:56 am

    Amidst the roars of applause and cheer, the world awash in vibrant oranges and reds... a lone figure sat quietly in the distance far behind the stage, where it was silent and tame. Here, atop a grassy knoll in peace, sat Rasa 'Jeqkogoai. The Sangheili's eyes were closed, his breathing steady and his legs crossed, and he thought not about the task before him. If he considered the moments ahead, he would be nervous. Anxiety was the antithesis of meditation, ergo... Another deep breath entered his lungs and then out, the alien gradually opening his eyes. Ergo, he must remain calm - he must remain as steady as the masterful hand that wielded its blade. By the time Uriel finished his incredible performance and damn near blinded the audience's corneas, Rasa 'Jeqkogoai had already gathered his meager possessions and stood behind the stage.

    Well... it was now or never.

    Thump... Thump... Thump...

    From out of the darkness and into the light, Rasa 'Jeqkogoai, once a member of the Covenant and a survivor of numerous battles, stepped forward to face the audience. He was a towering monolith of bulging muscle, his skin leathery and smooth, and dark brown in colour. His colossal height alone easily saw the alien heads above many of Portal Breach's citizens. Even stranger still were his clothes; they were simple, almost primitive, but nevertheless held important value in his golden eyes. Bangles adorned his wrists and a cloth, reminiscent of the shendyts of Pharaohs, hung tightly around his chiseled waist. In his right hand was a curved blade, plain but no less capable of severing one's head from their shoulders.

    "Good evening," he rumbled, dipping his head respectfully as was custom. "First, before I begin, I would like to express my gratitude for Kev-Mak-Tarr and his colleagues for not only inviting me to participate in this talent show, but also for hosting. Thank you." Another bow of his head. "Secondly, I will be performing a dance of my people, used before battle to dishearten and frighten the enemy. It is an ancient tradition, and it will bring much honour to my fallen brothers and sisters by sharing this with you, the audience. I will now begin."

    If people were expecting a quiet display of alien culture...

    THOOOOM!

    "HWAAAAAARGH!"

    They were going to be sorely disappointed.

    In a ferocious show of raw strength and power, Rasa 'Jeqkogoai wasted no expense. He stomped and he howled! He snarled and he swept his ancient blade to and fro! Every step was a tribute to his people, every flare of his mandibles a promise that they shall never be forgotten. The Sangheili poured his heart and soul into his shouts and clomping, the stage quaking beneath his hardened feet. Good! Let the world tremble, let the air reverberate with the sound of the proud and noble Sangheili tongue!

    He sang of his brothers and sisters, he sang of crushing the enemy, he sang of victory. But, most of all, he sang... of sorrow. Of lament, for his people were now one with history. It brought Rasa 'Jeqkogoai great pride to be performing today, startling the audience with flashes of bristling teeth and quivering, taut muscle. Hands loudly slammed against his thighs and chest as the Sangheili roared to the heavens, his blade flaunted for all to witness, his indomitable spirit rekindled. Another series of mighty stomps, of terrifying battle cries, and then... as quickly as it had began... it was over. The song had reached its end and Rasa 'Jeqkogoai yet again bowed, this time bending at the waist. He uttered only one sentence, humbled, "Thank you," and then softly walked off stage.

    His dance may not be as humourous as a puppet show or as dazzling as a risque number or fiery explosion, but it nonetheless shared the one thing that all the other performances had.

    It had heart.



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    Re: A Good Day For A Show

    Post by Mortis on Mon Jun 27, 2016 4:14 pm

    For a few minutes after the magic show had ended, Woolie was content to sit in Mortis' lap, eating the delicious vegetables that were offered to her. Cucumber slices, carrots, celery sticks, each of them were crunched and chomped in her little lamb teeth. The monster was gone, she was sitting with her Ma, and Ma was giving her some delightful scratchies between her ears. The sheep-skulled undead noticed Livewire's small nod of appreciation his way, his own snout tilting in wordless reply before he turned to look back to the stage.

    Before, when he still had the pendant around his neck, the upcoming performances may have been a mystery. Who would step onto the stage, what would they be doing, and most importantly, would there be any rehashes of his lamb being frightened... Alas, now that the necklace was removed, all the mystery and suspense was lost. He could sense Uriel preparing backstage, along with the routine he had planned. Alcohol, fire, dancing, music... It would have not made the ghoul worry if not for the amount of fire that he realized would be in use. He looked down at the lamb, happily snacking on her latest veggie offering from Mortis' long green fingers.

    No, she would likely not appreciate all of the sudden bright light and heat.

    He paused in giving attention to the lamb to unbutton his trench coat, before wrapping his lengthy digits around Woolie's middle to pick her up and bring her a little closer. Naturally, her brown eyes looked up at him curiously upon being moved. Why was Ma picking her up? The folds of the overcoat coming to wrap around the lamb made her ears tilt and flick, and finally she gave a small bleat as the fabric went to blot ut her view of the stage. "I fear the next performance may be too exciting for you." He hissed, the lamb shaking her head before peeking out over the folds of the long coat.

    Nonsense, thought the lamb! Certainly nothing could be scarier than the monster that popped out of that blanket earlier.

    Her ears perked towards the stage, both ghoul and lamb watching as Uriel stepped out with what looked to be some large rocks tied with thick rope. A bottle of vodka was in his other hand, which he took a swig of before pouring the rest onto the rope tied rocks. Supposedly this was a cultural dance, as his thoughts suggested, although the ghoul wondered as to why the boy needed to take a swig before the performance, would it not be more productive to keep a clear head while dancing with fire? "Ssss..." He kept the lamb tucked close, having a feeling this was going to end up in a similar manner as when Shaiamils had attempted to help him cut wood. Dangerous, and possibly far more incompetent than they suggested they were. Especially given the rambunctious, unpredictable nature of the nephilim.

    Searing flames erupted on stage, and the dance begun. From what the undead could tell, it appeared a barrier was placed between the audience, the back stage and the flames. At least he thought ahead well enough to consider that, Mortis supposed. Music boomed and thudded in his empty skull, but it was different than what he had been expecting, thankfully. It did not wub or thud, and the bounce that it held later on was not all that unpleasant. Though Mortis had thought perhaps the bright lights and fire would intimidate the lamb, he was pleasantly surprised to find that she was looking at the display attentively, her ears perked forward to observe the flames as they spun around with Uriel's movements.

    It was only when the show neared its end that the ghoul plucked his hat from atop his skull to set over Woolie's eyes, reading Uriel's intent to give a showstopper so bright as to essentially blind the audience. Mortis may be here by obligation, but that did not mean the lamb had to suffer from the visit. She bleated in surprise as the dark fabric was set upon her little head, the hat large enough that it was swallowed entirely.

    Baaa!

    She wanted to see the end! How was she going to see what the fire-guy was doing when Ma put the stinky hat on her head?

    Although, as the nephilim sang and finally took to the air, she could still see his brilliant silhouette through the stetson's dark fabric. Of course, if she could see the angel clearly through the hat, Mortis was seeing him in thrice the brilliance, an aura as bright as the sun burning in his empty sockets. "SSSSSS!" He brought a hand up to shield his face, more out of discomfort of being near such an incredibly lively presence than any concern for his own eyesight. His senses were more supernatural in nature than biological. Underneath the hat, Woolie turned her head about, trying to get a better look from under it, but to no avail.

    Once Uriel left the stage, Mortis turned his gaze back to her, his hand plucking up the hat from the lamb's tender head. "There we are." he rumbled, giving the confused ewe a small pat on the head. "It would not be a fun afternoon, if your little eyesss were ssseared."

    Seared? What is seared?

    Woolie understood most of what her Ma talked about, but there were some words that were still new to her young mind. Seared evidently was one of them. Mortis placed his hat back upon his head, and then offered a cucumber slice to her. "Ssseared hurtssss, dear." The brief explanation was enough of an answer for the lamb, as she shrugged off the edges of her Ma's coat from her back.

    The next performer, Mortis could tell, was sitting just behind the stage, meditating. The presence seemed familiar, he had met them before... Oh, it was none other than the employee from the garden shop! So Rasa was going to take the stage next with a war-like cultural dance. Having met the Sangheili firsthand, he knew well that there was going to be a lot of teeth alongside the war-like dance. Teeth and war-like... Woolie was going to be intimidated, surely. Soon enough the sassy-yet-humble alien took the stage, his rippling body displayed for all to see in little more than a tribal looking skirt, bangles, and a curved blade.

    He glanced over to Fear, who seemed quiet since the puppet show had ended. Surely this was going to get him excited again, seeing all that rippling beef dancing on stage. The flower shop employee explained what the act was going to be, along with the significance to his people. He had read the alien's mind before, when he had first visited the flower shop back in March, but not enough to learn absolutely everything about him. This was something new.

    It started with a loud stomp, the lamb jolting in his lap, and then--

    "HWAAAAAARGH!"

    Woolie bleated a surprised yelp, rows upon rows of sharp teeth filling her vision. That was more than the monster had! Immediately she turned her head to hide it against Mortis' middle, seeking her Ma's protection from yet another spooky act. Mortis let a clawed, green hand rest upon her back, stroking it soothingly, but otherwise was enthralled by the performance. His supernatural nature knowing the art of xenoglossia helped as well, as the flower shop employee and warrior; Rasa 'Jeqkogoai sang and shouted. The lamb's thoughts however, were also very distracting.

    What is that, Ma?

    It's scary, Ma!


    "That issss Rassa." Mortis quietly replied to the lamb's thoughts, a soothing sensation sent from his mind to hers. "You need not worry about him, it isss jussst a dance. He doesss not want to eat you." He was but a simple alien expressing his culture.

    He doesn't?

    Woolie looked up from where she hid in Mortis' clothes, her ears pinned back. The towering ghoul shook his head, looking down at where she was curled up against him, even her little tail was tucked between her legs. "No one will eat you while your Ma isss around." He reassured, stroking her wool.

    That seemed to calm the lamb down enough to watch the rest of the dance, which ended as quickly as it had began. With a roar to the heavens, Rasa finished his dance, bowing and giving his thanks. The dance may have originally been intended to scare his enemies, but in the absence of them, he managed to give the superfiend's little black lamb a fright instead.

    Who else would be performing this afternoon, he wondered?
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    Re: A Good Day For A Show

    Post by Arro on Wed Jun 29, 2016 1:26 am

    Tally explained the situation as the stage cleared out for the next act.

    "Oh" he hummed, his eyes flitting about from face to face as she explained the nature of the talent show.

    At the front of the seats a small wobbly green head popped up above the crowd. Kev, looking nervous even from here, had extricated himself from the seats and was making his way to the stage. He paused to pluck a yellow hand from the crowd and disappeared behind the back, pulling Livewire away with him.

    "Thanks" Arro mumbled, slipping away as Tally became distracted by other conversation.

    Arro moved around the crowd, quietly padding past people without drawing much notice despite his mass. Sniffing stranger's scents and absently nipping at fluffy dandelion heads. When the sound of wheels creaked across the wooden platform Arro picked a spot to the back of the crowd and plopped down again in the grass.

    He stretched out, flexing his talons in the breeze and lowering them into the dirt. Arro squeezed, and kneaded, pulling out clumps of roots and enjoying the feeling of soil smashed between his fingers. He overheard a caw and glanced Hraktl's way to where she was experimentally pecking at a lobster on the food table. Then his attention was grabbed again to the stage and the sound of footsteps.

    Kev, looking apprehensive, stood with Livewire on the deck. In front of them was a colorful miniature representation of the stage they stood on now, painted mostly green with dashes of bright marring spots. It made Arro think of something like a sunny meadow. Strangely they both bent down to hide behind it as soon as they'd gotten it out. Curious, Arro began to sit up to see what they were getting at, but the pair popped back up again presently.

    "L-livewire helped me to write the script for this puppet show, and she will be handling the props while I do the puppets!"

    Arro wuffed back into the dandelions. His expression stumped.

    What's ah... a puppet?

    The pair vanished again behind the display. Then Kev's narration began and up popped two soft looking knitted things. One styled after a cat, the other a dog.

    His maw reflexively twitched up at the corners.

    Puppets. Right, knew that.

    Mystery solved, Arro settled back in to watch the show. Every so often he'd shift his weight or roll on his back in the grass, but for the most part he sat transfixed as part of the attentive audience.

    He loved to listen to stories, it could really be about anything so long as it possessed some semblance of a plot. He was used to information being passed down aurally, in songs, rhymes, and tales. Limericks and word games used to make up the bulk of his free time back when he had time that was free and others to share it with.

    The behavior of the cat and dog puzzled him at first though, cleaning dishes and living in cottages, but he laughed and enjoyed it as Richard attacked the king cat, and felt stubborn resentment as the king took Lyndi away. He thought it perplexing too that a girl child would be for any reason less desirous than a male. That idea was a new one to him and he puzzled over trying to figure it out as the rest of the show moved on.

    Happily the whole thing was wrapped up fairly well thanks to the king's brother, who likely should have just been king from the start. Arro snorted at the villain's unhappy lot, left to clean up horse muck for the rest of his days, and hooped with the rest of the crowd as the performance ended and the curtains closed.

    Kev and Livewire hastily shuffled off the stage and were soon replaced with two small girls in black robes. Both of them seemed even more anxious then Kev had been. Teetering as they walked on stage and stuttering as they announced their tricks. Arro cocked his head and sniffed the subtle wave of fear in the summer breeze. His maw slipping open ever so slightly, a reactionary precaution against a fight drawn out by the tension. He couldn't quite grasp what was spooking people when they went up there...

    Arro's ears flicked back and he shiftily glanced around, ensuring that nothing in the crowd was the cause. Same as always, people simply sat and chatted. Nothing was amiss as far as he could tell.

    He snuffed and flicked his gaze back to the performers just as a bouquet of flowers landed in a burst of petals at his feet. Arro scrabbled back, nearly flipped over, then froze in place with all four sets of talons splayed in the air. Leaving him posed mightily to face down the battered flowers. He balanced in the grass like that for a few seconds before eventually slumping and squashing the breath out of his lungs. He prummed deeply, stretched out again and pulled the flower to him. Arro started gnawing casually on the prickly rose stems and returned his attention to the stage to catch what remained of the act.

    The young girls took turns making objects disappear or change shape. He didn't sense any of the usual signs real magic put off, which perplexed him for a moment before he caught on to the subtle movements of their hands and objects. The last bit featured one girl displaying her shape-shifting powers rather than sleight of hand. Still, he found it interesting at least, if only to carefully try and track what each were really doing.

    The curtains soon swept the children away to another round of polite applause. The dragon chuffed, uncertain what other noise of approval he could make that wouldn't frighten the performers. Arro rolled back in the grass to scratch an ear on a dried patch of lawn, and his eyes wandered into the great blue sky. He contented himself staring intently at it's distant clouds while others mumbled behind him.

    Even as he relaxed the next act was already getting into motion. Arro needn't look up to know who took the stage now. The chaotic roar of the music blaring through the air, the flashing lights blowing out the blue sky, and the magic static sensation zapping along his temple told him it was Uriel before he could even blink. Arro grunted, pulling up his mass again to grin in open toothy amusement at the show. Fire and music and rumbling vibrations! He thrilled at the spectacle and thumped his tail dully in the earth to the rhythm of the beat. He found himself enjoying the next dance in a similar fashion, a war chant and thundering display by Rasa. There was so much to take in at once in the span of two shows, emotions ran high in the hearts of the performer's and rather than tire Arro's excitement only continued to grow along with their's. To him it was contagious, and he fought hard to keep himself still and respectful in the grass. Once Rasa had turned from the stage however he roared out his approval amid the din of applause. A deep throaty bass boomed through the air, shaking the grass and vibrating up the legs of the plastic folding chairs.

    He sat back down still swaying his head to an imagined beat, and decided he was glad to have stopped by.


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