It was going to be nigh-impossible to top an act like Chryssa's, but Gavin — or, in this case, Patrick Cavalli in one of his last public appearances before the alias would be burned in Rocket's fire — would give it a good try.

With a resounding shriek that draws the attention of some still gawking out their car windows, a streak of silver fires itself like a bullet over the road. Wide wings flare at the last second to catch the wind, sunlight glancing off the feathers of a large Corviknight as its talons loop around a street lamp and lock into place.

Aboard the bird's back is Gavin, grinning.
"Why drive when you can fly?"

It hops down from its perch to let Gavin dismount; he does so, and there's a pleasant jingle as a Klefki returns to his belt from — elsewhere.

"Klefki are little shits, but you can't really fault them for it. Being a PRANKSTER's just in their nature. I think my little buddy might've swiped some of your keys, but don't worry: you'll get them back even if I don't win."

A hand rests on the silver Corviknight's flank. "In Galar, these brilliant birds are the number one form of transport for a reason. Hasn't caught on in Hoenn, quite yet, but I bet my boy here can prove the merits of his kind." He tweaks the bird's large beak, fond. "He can cover long distances without getting tired, can ROOST when he needs a burst of energy, and his DEFOG makes sure the visibility's never an issue. Best part is: no traffic, and he looks cool as hell."

The hulking bird crows as it nips gently at his shoulder.

Gavin takes a dramatic bow for oscar clayton's benefit; he'd signed up because he'd heard Chu-e Choi would be judging and wanted to see his friend in action, but Clayton had been a surprise. "Patrick Cavalli, at your service."

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Unbeknownst to the judge's during all of these chaotic performances, a small joltik would sneakily jump onto their bodies and steal the electricity from their phones or other devices in the area around them to power itself up a bit and, to also be a bit of a nuisance as it regularly liked to cause problems with electricity in her gym. However, soon melody let out a small whistle to indicate to Joltik it was time for the performance to start and an assistant rolled in spotlight's near the judges tables aimed towards the sky.

Melody was many things, but one of the things she was always happy to be called was 'too much.' It meant she was doing her job as an artist, pushing the limits of what's possible and making new things that you couldn't take your eyes off of. She hoped to convey that with this urban type of performance and shock everyone. The judges would see a Joltik land on the judge's table, it stared at their faces for a few moments cutely before firing a string shot and dragging a retro style boombox slowly yet surely over to the table. It jumped onto the play button and the track began to play. Joltik used agility and fired off a string shot and swung away like a certain spider like super hero who used web slinging as a super power. Joltik shot onto a street light and began to sap the energy from them to turn off any competing lights with melody's performance.

Two lights would shine on the roofs of nearby building's as the city setting became the backdrop to this performance. The spotlight's would find Melody and a Mr. rime on the roof opposite to her in the same positions, crossing their arms constantly mimicking one another. Melody was dressed in retro clothes, a crop top with a puffer jacket and oversized headphones and ripped jeans. "Well hello there everyone, I hope you feel like getting funky with me and Mr Rime during this contest! Let the party start!" she shouts at the top of her lungs as the music began. Mr. Rime AND melody both began to tap dance on the roof to the beat of her song she was singing. They were both perfectly in sync and as everyone grew accustomed to the sight, her and Mr. rime seemingly turn around turning their backs to everyone and spread theirs arms out as they fell backwards in sync with one another as the lights cut off  and the music did as well, they vanished into the darkness as the audience tried to look around to find them.

However the spotlights turn back on suddenly and Both melody and Mr. rime are seemingly walking on the walls of the building as the allys switched places! It was obvious to the trained eye though that Mr. Rime was using psychic to hold the pair up against the wall and using the bricks on the buildings to create a different type of sound with their tap dancing shoes. The pair continued to tap dance as Mr. rime tossed his cane towards Melody before the light's cut off again quickly and Mr rime seemingly caught his own cane on the other-side of the street, ally switching again back to their original spots. Melody's building had a fire escape that most urban building's had as Mr. Rime released her psychic powers and she slid down the fire escape ladder to the street level and Mr. rime released itself and landed on a dumpster.

It jumped off the plastic covering  of the dumpster and onto the street level as well. However the performance wasn't over yet as Joltik's part in the performance was just starting! "As im sure our judge's can see Mr.Rime has been able to follow the urban beat for quite some time as they are commonly used for performances in the streets of Galar! But another problem cities around the world commonly face are outages from Joltik's little pranks! But with time and dedication they can see just how useful the little buggers can be. Hit it!" The spotlights on the streets seemingly went off one by one  until only the one over Melody and Mr rime stayed on.

During the first half of the performance, while everyone's attention was on Mr rime and melody, the devices that joltik had sapped from the area from the phones and the various other light's had been used to power the spotlights. then, from a distance  they were manipulated via stringshot. While the attention was off of joltik, it used Electro web to create 'wires' to more  easily conduct electricity to where it needed to go. Now the streetlights were alternating due to joltik sapping and redistributing electricity as melody and Mr rime would continue to ally switch to wherever the light's would turn on as if they were teleporting around until the song ended with a loud bang and the power was returned to it's rightful place.


Melody and Mr rime took a bow as melody extended her hand upwards for joltik to fire a string shot and hang from her hand as it tried to mimic the bow as well.  After the performances the judges would receive from an assistant melody brought with a recording of Joltik's manipulations from behind the scene as she was sure the tiny Pokémon would be hard to naturally spot during all the chaos. "I hope you guys see how I've managed to grow since my last performance at the jungle contest and how I tried to incorporate more of the biome more into my performances. Thank you for your time!"

Audio played-- the sudden sound of an average city erupted from the speakers. Loud talking, cars honking, sirens blaring, the stage had transformed into the proper backdrop. Then, a white moped with an attached side cart entered the stage, smoke sputtering out from its exhaust as it crawled across the stage. Riding the vehicle itself was a young man with large square goggles, a brown paperboy hat, and a smug Umbreon nestled into the side cart.

They stopped at the center of the stage.

Once stopped, the driver demounted the mopeg and turned towards the judges, an awkward grin plastered across his face. In his hand was a lightly crumpled newspaper. "Extra extra! Read all about it! Learn how great these pokemon really are!" A light chuckle exited his lips upon delivering his line. "First off, they make the best partners for my job. Some things just become SO easy with a little help. " He rolled up the newspaper he was holding and chucked it behind him. The Umbreon, who had just exited the vehicle himself, effortlessly caught the incoming roll before dashing towards one of the props near the left side of the stage-- a propped-up cardboard image of a building. The pokemon then dropped the paper in front of the door behind returning to his owner's side. "Sometimes deliveries can be a little tricky, though" This time the man held up another rolled-up newspaper, which was swiftly caught by an incoming Noibat. Unlike the Umbreon, this pokemon utilized its wings to carry the newspaper onto the top of the prop building.

"Mother of wooloo, I forgot to introduce them to you!" The Noibat swooped in from his position from the sky and took its place perched on top of the speaker's head. "This little guy up here is Batman! Not only does his wings allow for easy deliveries throughout the city, but his Echolocation allows him to easily navigate through the city-- especially at night! Getting lost becomes next to impossible with him around." Batman bowed at this praise. "This guy, on the other hand, is named Luna." The Umbreon tilted his head lightly at this. "He basically OWNS the streets haha! Not only does his rings glow at night, but like Batman, he prefers the nightlife himself."


The speaker paused, his lips still curled into a grin, nervousness twinkling in his eyes. "Pretty good, right? But wait! That's not all..." He spun around and returned to his Mopeg, his hands shuffling in the attached side cart. It took no longer than 30 seconds for him to return to his previous position, this time with a camera wrapped around his neck and a smaller one in his hand. "The best thing about the city is its active life, right? Something's always going on-- and there need to be people to report on that!" The Noibat hopped down from its place on the speaker's head, then flew in front of him long enough for the man to place the miniature camera around his neck. "And, when you have a team like this, why shouldn't that someone be me?"

"See, when there's a story worth finding, I have Luna here to sniff it out." The Umbreon moved forward and sniffed the ground in front of them. With attentive eyes, he led the two to the right of the stage, then the left, then at the center, nose pointed towards the judges. "Ah, seems he found a lead. Mind if I take some pictures? The article will be titled 'Best Judges Ever' and I need a picture to accompany it!" He awaited an answer. When given permission, the man would point forward, directing his noibat to take position on top of one of the many tall surfaces available and use its position to snap a picture at the same time as him. The pokemon returned to the speaker shortly after. "Batman always gets the best angles," He commented after briefly checking his Pokemon's camera.

"Oh, and before I forget, I'm Ezra."