THE WINTERTIDE OPEN

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THE WINTERTIDE OPEN

POSTED ON Jan 24, 2019 5:38:20 GMT

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the fairy wind stirs up before persephone steps foot onto the stage, shimmering and pink-toned. the glittery, sweet-scented breeze gently washes across the audience, designed to dazzle them.

taking her position at the center of the stage, persephone begins to speak while her togetic flits around her. after several seconds, it floats well overhead and into the crowd and blows members of the jury a sweet kiss. the pokemon continues to swirl above them all in something akin to a dance, a maestro commanding the fairy wind to shift in colour through various shades of pastel. it may be the least refined part of her routine, but there is value in displays of cuteness like this, too.

"it has been a pleasure to perform for you all today and i'm honoured to have shared the stage with this high caliber of contestant," persephone begins, pausing momentarily to regard the audience meaningfully. "events like this truly encapsulate something unique to the hoenn spirit; festivity, beauty and humour even in the face of great adversity."

overhead, the fairy wind turns a dark navy blue, specks glimmering like stars in a night sky.

"i hope our region can continue to prosper in despite, no, in spite of any challenges we face, and i know that this is attainable given the great minds working in the upper echelon of the league." is it presumptuous to speak that way she, on paper although maybe not in spirit, falls into that category?

there is only one upcoming participant left, and persephone knows he's made to win public appeals like this.

"councilman silph, ladies and gentleman." he doesn't need an introduction but she gives it to him anyway, stepping aside from the microphone to clap along with the audience, the togetic rousing them to give a standing ovation with encore.

≫ fairy wind for the pretty visual effect!
≫ contrived speech about resilience!
≫ uses encore prompt a standing ovation and to set-up FERNANDO SILPH's performance!

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FERNANDO SILPH

THE WINTERTIDE OPEN

POSTED ON Jan 24, 2019 7:47:34 GMT

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persephone sets the stage and fernando is here to finish it. the big bravado. the FAIRY WIND settles and what overtakes the ambiance is the PSYCHIC TERRAIN that mystifies all as the magenta mist pervades into the crowd. who else to bring out the occult, the supernatural, the explainable other then saffron's psychic specialist and hoenn's legendary lorekeeper.

"thank you miss amavi. and, most importantly, i want to thank the people of hoenn. in trying times like these, it is the people that are pushed to the brink and tested in ordeals both small and large." fernando enters the stage with his own microphone and a musharna attached to his head that's steadily billowing out a thick, hazy mist from its blowhole.

"it is hardships that bring out the best in us. through the trials and tribulations is hope. hoenn, in one word, is hopeful. this is the time of season we celebrate our hopes and dreams, appreciate those precious to us, and strive for a better tomorrow."

the fog settles into a variety of shapes, playing out numerous scenes, as the stage becomes a vast arrangement of dreams. those stolen by musharna's DREAM EATER shows the triumphs, the victories, the achievements of those that fell before fernando's hands. they're optimistic, they're aspiring. each dream transitions from hue to hue, the change in color scheme denoting where one starts and ends. images of celebrating with family, of overcoming insurmountable opponents, of all the good hoenn can provide becomes a story that leaves the audience in awe.

"the new year dawns on us and we step out with our best foot forward."

having persephone present before him had been crucial to his performance. their orchestrated duet has bought him enough time for the FUTURE SIGHT to set in. practiced prior to appearing on stage, the visions start to take effect, amplified by the PSYCHIC TERRAIN and becoming a metaphorical crystal ball of the good fortunes to come. these visions also use the musharna's gas as a medium, mixing along with the previous dreams and becoming a visual picture book of the good of last year and the good to come.

his performance relies on her. without her, its effects are diminished. much like their childhood, the two are most potent when together. although the ceremony closing belongs to him, fernando doesn't claim to credit for himself. he takes his position next to persephone as the gaseous visions continues to flow and spread out above the crowd. against their initial plan, he takes her hand, worming his fingers into intertwining with hers.

"from miss amavi, from me, from the league, we all wish you a merry christmas and a new year."

their exit is hidden by the overcast of musharna dream mist. only the sharpest of eyes will catch them leaving hand in hand. despite it, fernando whispers a quiet congratulations to the one he holds most precious. there's a glimmer of a smile as walks her backstage.

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≫ psychic terrain transforms the stage
≫ musharna blows out dream mist that shows the dreams of optimistic trainers that have lost to fernando; Bluebell Montague
≫ future sight adds visions of the future, of the possible good tidings that the new year has to come
≫ the gas and visions start to spread into the crowd and cover the stage completely
≫ fernando sneaks persephone backstage, holding her hand

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THE WINTERTIDE OPEN

POSTED ON Jan 26, 2019 22:19:44 GMT

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THE END RESULT

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the audience cheers uproariously for the performances. for the time being, the slateport scars fade from the social memory. instead, the frisson that arises from true coordination between performer and pokemon wipes the slate clean like calm sea water over smooth stone.[break][break]

after his performance, victor evans would receive an incessant amount of texts (should it be his real phone number), some of which are accompanied by particular photos. many are swayed by @max's invitation to nostalgia: a welcome reprieve from hoenn's terrors. the jury blush at the adorable kiss blown by persephone amavi's togetic. her grace and comforting oration allow the audience to find stronger faith in the league. as the standing ovation fades, FERNANDO SILPH and his musharna cast the crowd into a dreamy state.[break][break]

TALIA BOSCH

talia exhales and adjusts her lavalier carefully. after shuffling past the jury table, she stands calm at front stage while holding a small envelope. she thanks everyone for their performances, arousing another round of applause.[break][break]

the champion recounts their names, their pokemon partners, and memorable notes from their three appeals. for now, she seems at ease, at least, compared to what she looked like before. it's finally time. as her eyes glide on to the envelope, the microphone catches the slight sound of a seal being peeled from the envelope's flap.

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"and so, our wintertide open winner is..." a dramatic pause. "@max!" she peels away, applauding for the winner. sebastian is called to the stage and a young boy, tailored in a sharp white suit runs on stage to bestow a bouquet upon him. talia receives a wintertide open trophy, clad in gold, from another attendant and grants it to @max as well.[break][break]

the stage is showered in blue and white confetti. after a quick montage of his performance is flashed upon the screen alongside an opportunity for the winner to state gratitude and thanks, the attendants usher @max to backstage— and down some stairs.[break][break]

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THE CHAMPION'S CLOSING STATEMENTS

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it's time. talia speaks with the slightest shake: "before we leave, i must make an announcement." she inhales, her chest swelling with the air of a thought long mulled over. "i will be stepping down as champion of the region."[break][break]

the attendees gasp. some shout in disbelief, hurling expletives about cowardice and the team rocket threat. she continues:[break][break]

"my father is of ill-health, and i do not believe i can carry my duties as a champion to their fullest. it is for this reason that i am vacating my position. i understand many of you are worried— i am too. and yet, the league will certainly find a worthy successor to take my place. we are in trustworthy hands. remember that." she sighs and takes a step back. a bow marks her closing statement. "thank you very much."[break][break]

the wintertide open closes in controversy and an open seat for champion.[break][break]

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SEBASTIAN'S REWARD

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@max is led downstairs. red carpet ushers him down each step before he reaches a grand lobby, lavish in its furniture, fabric banners and plants. at the end of the carpet is a machine. it's the size of a sewing machine, but underneath a small laser tip, there is a spot available for a pokéball to rest. an attendant approaches. [break][break]

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"congratulations, mr. armada. you've won quite the prize... place your pokemon—in its ball—on the machine here." she gestures to the appropriate location on the machine. "after you've done so, we'll turn on the machine."[break][break]

the attendant politely clears the way for the winner. "the machine will change the pokemon of your choice by altering its genes. it's not harmful. it won't hurt. we're simply changing the particular genes responsible for the expression of a pokemon's 'shiny' palette. choose wisely, mr. armada."[break][break]

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THE WINNER, @max, WINS:[break][break]

can change shiny palette of one pokemon of choice (redeem in mod reqs)
free premium gacha roll x1
300 pokedollars
20 infamy

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OTHER REWARDS

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THE RUNNER UP, FERNANDO SILPH, WINS:[break][break]

free gacha roll x1
150 pokedollars
10 infamy

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THE PARTICIPANTS (WHO POSTED IN EACH ROUND) WIN:[break][break]

free gacha roll x1
100 pokedollars
5 infamy

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thank you all for participating! if you would like to redeem your free gacha rolls, make sure you indicate that it is free in your moderation request. this thread will be left open for a couple of days if you would like to post reactions or anything else. please let me know if you have any questions!

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THE WINTERTIDE OPEN

POSTED ON Feb 3, 2019 4:53:25 GMT

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There was an air of tension back stage as the end of the Wintertide Open drew closer. Apparently, Sebastian did not get the memo. His applause at the end of Persephone and Fernando's acts confused those that were backstage with him, because it seemed like he actually wanted his competition to do well. He actually did want them to do well. They were more beneficial to his growth if they did well, and learning was more important to him than winning.

His troupe huddled around him to watch the same screen. Sebastian was pleasantly surprised, though they seemed to adopt the anxiety in the room as the highlights of each contestant played. Sebastian chuckled.

"Take it easy! We didn't come to win, we came to perform." He gave each of the pokemon a gentle pat on the head. The pep talk seemed to do the trick, as they now seemed to enjoy the montages as much as Sebastian did.

"You all did great. In fact, all you can eat fatty gyarados is--," he began before being cut off by Talia's voice. Sebastian's lips parted and his eyebrows raised as attendants escorted him to the stage.

He took to the stage with his entourage of pokemon. They accepted the trophy and the bouquet, and Sebastian made sure to hand the items off to his partners before he stepped up to the microphone.

"Woah! I'm so shocked because I definitely felt the heat from my fellow performers! But I'm also very honored that you all came to watch us perform, because that shows that people still value human expression. We still have our humanity."

He paused with a sigh.

"It is so important that we hold on to that. Even as we find ourselves divided by violence and conflict, we must never forget our humanity."

He gazed into the audience for a moment, as there was much more that he wanted to say. But he collected himself so that his main point would not be lost.

"Thank you!"

Sebastian would follow the attendees off the stage, leaving the floor open for the champion to make her statement.

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