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{ reverein talent show }
REVEREIN TALENT SHOW
Welcome to the Reverein Talent Show! This log serves as a mingle thread where everyone is welcome to create their own top-levels and have their characters show off their talents on a glittering stage. If you desire snarky judges commentary or if your character would like a chance at prizes, applications for the Talent Show can be found here. They will be open until September 10th to allow new players a chance to have their characters join in the fun. If you DO NOT want to be judged and your character is not looking for a gig or to join Emet's theatre company, they are welcome to participate as a walk-on performance - no application necessary! Go forth and perform to your heart's content!
Voting and voting guidelines can likewise be found over here. Each audience member is allowed one (IC!) vote. Voting will close on September 13th and the winners will be announced in a separate subthread below. Deadlines may be extended depending on the number of votes and pacing for the log.
I. COME ONE, COME ALL!
Come one, come all! To not just one, but two entire nights all but guaranteed to be worthy of remembering for years to come. Now that the winds have calmed considerably, event flyers have returned in earnest advertising the Reverein Talent Show to be held on the evenings of the 5th & 6th of the month. If anyone should happen to be passing through the Riverside District, they might be approached by performers in bright, elaborate costumes. While it would be quite easy to mistake these performers as Dream Fair organizers, a few inquiries prove them to be representative from the theatre house and part of the talent show staff. These performers will prove most eager to answer questions about the event and will urge everyone to consider entering and sharing their talents before the rest of the town.
A. Bright Lights, How We Love Bright Lights. Whether ushered along or choosing to follow the crowd, the first thing of notice are the dazzling light displays. Faerie lights gather and disperse before the Grand Theatre House, illuminating its façade and the steps leading into its main reception hall. Should one linger within the light display, the colors will shift and transform depending on the guests' moods. Perhaps they turn blue in response to excitement, red if one happens to be attending with that certain special and significant other, or green to indicate the nervous energy that comes with imminent stage fright. If attendees should feel anything truly negative, however, the lights shining upon all who enter may just so happen to flicker out entirely in response.B. Making Memories. Inside the reception area are a number of small booths offering snacks and drinks as well as unique memorabilia to celebrate the event. Of special note are small contraptions known as "dream lights", not much larger than a writing pen. By focusing one's emotions upon them, the colors of the dream lights can also be changed. Perhaps they might prove fun within the theatre? And indeed, the audience may choose to create a sea of color from their places in the stalls or focus on an appropriate color to cheer on their friends when they take to the stage.
C. Flower Power. Highlighting the entryway is a stunning floral display created by Isabela Madrigal. Mayhap the fragrance of its blossoms will relax and fill all who gaze upon it with happy anticipation for what is sure to come. Still more flowers can be found within the theatre house, highlighting small alcoves and seating areas and framing the stage itself in their brilliance. When combined with a soft white fog and the flickering of distant "starlight", the stage is transformed into a mystifying garden landscape.II. REVEREIN TALENT SHOW
A. Opening Ceremonies. Once the audience has settled and the lights have been appropriately dimmed, both Emet-Selch and the theatre's director take to the stage. They welcome everyone, making a point to thank the promising talent who have offered their time, and bid all gathered to enjoy the proceedings. Emet-Selch's speech in particular is rather...grandiose and whimsical coming from a middle-aged man with dark circles under his eyes. A certain someone once suspected the Garlean of "taking the scenic route" whenever he chooses to speak, and indeed the man's opening speech sounds almost like a dramatic performance in and of itself. But he will not prove unduly long-winded. Indeed, the two of them soon return to their seats at the judges' table as the lights on stage shift once again and a positively jubilant young faerie flutters out to introduce each act.
B. So You Think You've Got Talent. Performers seeking the judges' approval and either a place in Emet-Selch's theatre company or a chance at earning themselves and their act a short term run at the Grand Theatre House have been asked to arrive to the venue at least an hour before showtime. Backstage, participants can be found tuning their instruments and poring over scripts one final time before being escorted one at a time onto the stage. Curiously enough, there is a distinct deficit of stagehands, and yet the stage and its settings seem to undergo a transformation each time someone new steps out upon it - as if it is morphing to suit their talent. Perhaps the young man in long white robes might know something about how this is achieved?
C. For Whom the Spotlight Shines. After the final judged act has concluded for the evening, the theatre staff offer a reminder that walk-on performances are still being accepted! All one need do is sign up at the reception desk during intermission and make their way to a designated area outside in the gardens to be lead backstage once everyone else is yet again seated. No numbers are required. Indeed, this shall be your own personal moment to shine! Simply walk out on stage when your name is called and introduce yourself to the crowd. Staff members are available to help should you require any outside assistance. And as for volunteers? Well, you've a whole theatre full and ripe for the pickings! Everyone enjoys a little audience participation, right? ...Right?III. INTERMISSION
A. Culinary Delights. During intermission the gardens behind the theatre are open and illuminated to guests who may wish to sit and chat while awaiting the second half of the show. Fireflies dance and crickets create their own symphony to mingle betwixt snatches of conversation and delighted merriment. A few grills have been set up and attendees are treated to a delicious display as ingredients are minced at record speed and whole fruits and vegetables transformed into intricately carved baskets and tiny sculptures of flowers and beasts. Who ever said it was poor manners to play with one's food, when the results dazzle the imagination? If anyone is truly feeling adventurous, they can even try "fusion" cuisine which manages to meld wildly different foods together into a single dish, some of which may look and smell a bit... eh, suspect... Do you dare?For those less daring, there is also a candy artist set up in the corner gazebo, able to spin sugar into the shapes of (mostly) local wildlife. Anyone who comes to the booth is urged to try channeling dreamotion into the creation for a special surprise! And as promised, determining the corresponding emotion will cause the creatures to come to life.
Tea Mouse: reacts most strongly to feelings of curiosity and mischief.
Fairy Cow: reacts most strongly to feelings of serenity and happiness.
Coeurl (Tiger): reacts most strongly to feelings of confidence and friendly competition.
Moon Rabbit: reacts most strongly to feelings of affection and appreciation.
Spice Noodle (Dragon): reacts most strongly to feelings of bravery and loyalty.
Flower Snake: reacts most strongly to feelings of surprise and excitement.
B. Step Through The Mirror. The theatre is beautiful, is it not? There is something about it which - almost - seems too much like a dream, however. (Ironic, that!) The architecture matches none of the surrounding buildings, and the number of flourishes and embellishments within it seem needlessly ornate. Could something be hiding beneath all the glitter? If the talent show is not for you, mayhap a mystery would better suit your tastes. Is the theatre's current appearance the result of dreamotion? And if so, just who is expending so much energy for the sake of aesthetics? Could there be a more sinister plan afoot? Is this all an elaborate trap set up by a yet unannounced villain? Who knows! (But...probably not.) If anyone should happen to lean to long against a marble pillar or take an incorrect turn looking for the washrooms, they may just so happen to find themselves breaking through the illusion and into the theatre as it truly should appear. Still a lovely building, no doubt, but a far cry from the gilded metal fixtures and magical overlays that now adorn it. One might even discover some of the theatre students secretly and determinedly working away on revisions for the next installment of their beloved Sharktopusnado.
C. Stage Flight. Backstage everyone is in a flurry preparing for the next set of performances. The lighting needs to be re-checked, the flowers watered, someone's lost their left sock, and exactly ten minutes remain for an 11th hour dress rehearsal. In the midst of the disorganized chaos, a shrill voice rises above the crowd. It seems that one of the bird actors has escaped from its holding cage and has taken up refuge high in the vaulted ceiling amidst an intricate system of pulleys. No amount of coaxing or pleading will convince it to come down, and its trainer is in hysterics. The bird itself appears quite ordinary, yet according to them, the bird is an empath (of sorts) - anyone who attempts to touch it will be zapped with the bird's prevalent emotion. If the bird becomes frightened, anyone too close may scurry away in fear; if the bird is angered, one might forget their task and throw a tantrum instead (why is this bird so important anyway??). The key is to calm the bird down before approaching it. As the trainer tells it, the bird always responds to bad poetry and loves to have its neck feathers scratched. Oh, and its name is "Professor".IV. AND THAT'S A WRAP
A. Smoke and Mirrors. Following parting words from Emet-Selch and the theatre house director, the lamplight swells and the doors are thrown wide. Pray leave with wonderful memories of all you have witnessed, or should you choose - linger a moment more. The night may be over for the audience, but it's now that the staff and crew members file out into the emptying theatre to begin tidying up and returning it to proper order. Pie filling is mopped up, the curtains are lowered, and the beautiful glittering ambience slowly fades, reverting the theatre to something still very handsome but far less fanciful than it had been a moment before. Any offers of help are gratefully accepted, as there's much yet to be done to get the venue looking as clean as a whistle. And what of the winners, you ask? They need only head over to the judges' table to claim their prizes where they will find one Emet-Selch looking both more pale and more tired than usual, yet also unmistakably pleased with himself.
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For a split second his eyes light up at the sight of Aether coming into view! Oh, his dear sweet Aether whatever show he might put on would be simply marvellous! Oh-!!
... Who in Celestia's name is that. Is that. The young harbinger?]
Ehe... I see.
[Venti giggles quietly behind one hand as he watches the two of them march into whatever display they're going to show off. If it's going to be a fight then Venti can simply watch as an audience member. But if Childe shows an ounce of getting the upper hand? Well- let's just say he might find himself tripping on some invisible air. Wouldn't that be a shame?]
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His foot flies out from underneath him, his eyes widening in surprise. It's almost as if something was swept under his feet, and he barely catches himself before Aether's blade comes at him, blocking it just in time.]
Nice try comrade, but you'll have to do better than that.
[Because clearly that was Aether's anemo powers, right?]
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The traveler takes a step back and pauses.]
I didn't do anything. Are you sure you're not just tired?
[In the heat of the duel, Aether didn't feel anything odd and he's unaware of Venti's presence in the audience.]
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Well. He most certainly understands that Aether would be more than capable against someone like the eleventh harbinger of the fa-tooty- Venti just can't meddling just a bit.
If they continue their little show Venti might just smack the back of Childe's legs with another annoying wisp of anemo when he least expects it.
Go~ Aether~ go~ ❤]
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[The duel wages on, the two of them continuing to exchange blows. Childe seems as if he's having the time of his life, until yet again anemo seems to want to trip him up once again. He feels his knees buckle under the wisp and he begins to go down suddenly, his blade coming up to barely block another strike.]
Interesting, [he says through gritted teeth,] you know that trick isn't going to work again. I can tell you're using your anemo power to trip me up.
[Sneaky...]
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Aether says nothing, focused on the fight. It doesn't escape his attention how much Childe is enjoying himself. Aether on the other hand would like for this battle to be over, hoping that the Harbinger will not get too serious with their spar.
Suddenly, it happens again. Childe looks as if something hit his knees from behind and so, the traveler once again withdraws.]
Anemo? But I'm really not using anything like that...
[He casts a look to the audience and a hint of green catches his attention. Aether leans forward to get a better look, before his expression is struck with shock.]
Venti?... Don't tell me that you're the one doing this!
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[Oh, Aether is looking his way! Venti will very innocently whistle a tune into the air as he looks up and away. He's sweet and innocent he would never think to cheat! Never! Ever! On his honour as an archon! ....Yeah.]
Whatever makes you think that, dear Aether?!
[With maybe just the slightest smug look at Childe before he looks at Aether again.]
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So, you were interfering with our battle? That's not very sportsmanlike, you know...
[But Childe only shrugs, letting that roll off his shoulder.]
It wouldn't of mattered in the end anyhow. My strength more than makes up for your meddling.
[And now that he knows about Venti...maybe he will challenge this man in green one day to a battle of their own.]
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Wait... does that mean you still want to keep fighting? Even if Venti tries to interrupt again?
[The traveler didn't even want to battle here in the first place and now this...!
He has bad feelings about it.]
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I wasn't aware this is a sport of any kind! As a simple observer, of course. Ehe...
[Smug and fake, of course.]
Please do continue if you wish! My hands are tied!
[They're not tied.]
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In fact, I do. Even if he tries to interfere again, I can simply adjust. Sometimes, battle is like an unfamiliar road in the dark leading into a forest full of unknown danger. You don't rush in, but you have to push forward and deal with every surprise it throws at you, whether it be an extraneous force at play or a new trick or two that your opponent pulls out of their sleeve. I don't see this as any different.
[It would be a fun challenge. Venti's involvement would make it more unpredictable, but being able to deal with that is what a true warrior should be able to do.]
Though...if you're capable of such feats, [Childe says as he turns his head towards Venti,] I'd like to challenge you, too.
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...You do realize that this is not that serious, right? We're on a stage.
[At this point he's pretty sure Childe needs a real challenge all the time to keep him entertained regardless of the place he's currently in.
The traveler throws a look at the archon.
Please, don't let it get messy! The audience doesn't need wind and water thrown at them!]
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He really is an empty-headed meat bag, isn't he... All bark and bite.
[But anyway...!! Venti looks up and giggles while holding up a dismissive hand.]
Oh, sorry! It seems I've forgotten a weapon today! I'm sure the traveller is more than capable of continuing your show together!
[He'll behave... somewhat.]