EVENT ★ GONE FISHIN'

[futurologists]

Thanks to your help, repairs to the flood wall are complete. The Nalawi are still largely without their Gifts, so they are thankful -- without the aid of ALASTAIR recruits, they would have surely drowned or been eaten by sea monsters. Despite the barely averted disaster, the residents of Komo have decided to go along with their lives as planned, perhaps to bolster morale instead of giving into despair. By chance, their annual fishing contest is scheduled for today! As honored guests, recruits are invited to participate. FISHING CONTEST Dugout canoes are provided for all participants, patterns that suggest fish scales burned into the wooden sides. Curiously, no fishing rods are offered; if a recruit requests one, they will be given a strange look, but the harbormaster will acquiesce. Due to the rough seas, the passage between Komo and the other islands is still inaccessible. Contestants are reminded to stay behind the reefs or venture east toward open ocean for their quarry. It’s only when the contest begins that the quarry in question is actually announced . . . Sharks. You are fishing sharks. And, judging by the lack of equipment (or the puny fishing rod you requested), you’re expected to do this by hand. The tiny deer people don’t seem bothered by this predicament at all: the goal is to catch the biggest shark, by length and poundage. Better not embarrass yourself in front of the locals. GET PUMPED Mettaton has announced over the jewelry that he will be hosting a celebration in tandem with the fishing contest, in order to help the native Nalawi and the ALASTAIR recruits get to know each other better. This includes singing, dancing, and all sorts of different performances -- and, of course, reporting on the actual fishing. If you aren’t the fishing type or maybe you just need a break from chasing sharks around, this is a good chance to bust a move and show your teammates how you can get down -- or just sit back and watch! It’s bound to be entertaining one way or another. Plot for the stage here! Olivia will be the final performer in the showcase. Anyone who witnesses her dancing may feel themselves super-charged by the spectacle . . . with possibly unexpected results! Characters may feel even more determined to win the fishing contest, or perhaps they’ll take this surge of optimism to help rebuild some of Komo’s destroyed buildings before the day winds down into night. THE FEAST After the fishing contest, the sharks will be collected and prepared. Grilled shark, fried shark, shark caviar, and shark jerky from the results of last year’s contest. There are fruits and vegetables and breads available as well, but if you want some protein, you’d better go native. During the feast, some of the Nalawi perform dances and song. The subjects range from their goddess Nalanni to love songs. Want to show off your talents again? Now’s the time! Or, if you’d prefer to step away from the excitement, the beach is quiet and empty, and the baths are unoccupied since the whole of Komo is at the gathering. As the feast winds down, the Nalawi will pass around their very potent alcohol for a toast to Komo’s health. Someone shouts, interrupting, wondering what good that will do if Nalanni has abandoned them. Concerned murmuring fills the gathering, spoiling the mood. ALASTAIR recruits may attempt to put them at ease -- otherwise, the feast will disperse on a sour note. OOC INFO If you would like your character to win the fishing contest, please sign up below. You must thread out fishing in order to participate in the drawing. There will be only one winner, decided by RNG. The winner will be contacted on April 1st. The prize is a necklace of shark’s teeth, which has a one-use spell that will make all sharks in a one mile radius sleep for 30 seconds. <b>PLAYER:</b> Name <b>CHARACTER:</b> Name <b>USERNAME:</b> <user name=username>

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[winces]

[ the urge to back away is strong, but instead she puffs up a bit, daring to meet his gaze and stand her ground.

while still being something of a coward. it's a very strange juxtaposition. ]

...Because I know I won't be good.

[curepotion]

How d'you know that when you haven't even gone out there yet?

[winces]

Because I...

[ because. because her mind won't let her think otherwise. because she's always thought this, no matter how many times she's been proven wrong.

flustered, she winds up blurting out: ]

H-How do you know I won't?!

[curepotion]

I don't.

[ he shrugs. ]

But I know something better: I know that when you get serious, there's nothing that can stop you. You're so nervous--you care about dancing, you're serious about it. So I think you'll be great, and I think you're shooting yourself in the foot if you think that there's no other option than failing, 'cause it's not true.

[winces]

[ she draws in her bottom lip, standing strong and steady before riku, but only out of sheer will alone. in truth, she'd like nothing more than to curl up a bit, hug herself in comfort maybe, because that fear of failing has always been there, and never truly leaves until she's on the stage, and the music hits.

but he is right. it does leave eventually, and eventually she is able to remember why she loves doing this in the first place.

drawing in a deep breath, she wills it to calm her, and finally she nods. ]

...thank you, Riku. Your faith means a lot to me.

[curepotion]

[ he outstretches his hand to her, to take her hand, with a smile. ]

You're welcome. I'll keep it going while you're onstage, even if I'm back here working.

[winces]

[ she gives him a small, grateful smile. ]

Thanks for working so hard, too. We wouldn't have a place to perform if it weren't for you all.