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]

[ she nods mutely, letting her gaze shift down to the slices of meat splayed out in offering instead. ]

I've never been, [ she confesses, though in a tone that seems to imply she could have. traveling theater troups aren't always welcome in some regions, after all; fortunately, her group took care to avoid those places. ]

Is it as scary as it seems...?

[perma_banned]

No shit you've never been. [He gave Olivia a cross look, as if offended. How dare an actual pixie tell him something stupidly obvious like 'I've never been to prison'.]

Prison isn't really scary. It's just boring. Most places feed you, most hope you just starve. It isn't even tough to break out, lots of times.

The guards get drunk a lot and fall asleep.

[He added, looking aside with a furrowed brow. He remembered something--]

Course, the last few times I got tortured and executed a lot. They didn't do that all the other times I went when I was a kid. Guess it depends on the crime.

[winces]

[ there is a slight frown on her lips, pensive and concerned. he speaks about it so casually, but with such familiarity... she has to wonder just how commonplace being jailed had been for him. ]

...What crimes were you executed for?

[perma_banned]

I'm not telliiiin'~.

[That was that. Ban sneered again.

It wasn't as if it were a terrible secret, back home. Ban had been publicly tried and punished. His crime was on record. It was beyond rumor. Everyone simply knew that he was immortal due to his crimes and there was no dispute of the fact.

He didn't deny it at all at his trial.

But, that didn't mean he liked talking about it.]

[winces]

[ she sighs, but not in disappointment. she'd figured as much, anyway. it was enough of a feat that he'd managed to say as much as he had just now, after all.

with a shrug, then, she will merely pluck up another piece of shark meat, working it between her teeth. ]

Will you tell me your recipe, one day?

[perma_banned]

Sure, why not~?

[Having a recipe didn't make much of a difference when it came to someone's talent, so Ban assumed it was an easy way to keep Olivia from becoming so frustrated that she'd get angry and storm off. He also made no promise to actually give instruction aside from the recipe.

Plus, it would be difficult to tease her if she ran away.]

[winces]

[ it would certainly be a shame to be so lonely, ban........... ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

still, the look of mild surprise on her features is probably telling enough that she hadn't really expected him to concede so easily.

she hastens to recover from it. ]

Th-Thank you! I can give you any of my own recipes in exchange, if you want!

[perma_banned]

[Ban lifted his hand--and with that, another breeze threatened to undo Olivia's clothes.]

Don't overextend yourself. If I want recipes, I'll just take 'em~.

[winces]

[ she squeaks again, hastily reaching down to keep her clothing in place. ]

Y-You can't just take them from my brain, Ban, that's not how it works!

[ and, finally, because it's gone on long enough: ]

How are you doing this anyway?!

[perma_banned]

It's magiiiic ♪. [Ban offered an immensely unhelpful gesture of his hand. He retracted it in favor of giving Olivia's cheek a little run of his fingers.

Aware of himself, he simply grinned.]

How'd you start sayin' nonsense all of a sudden~?

[winces]

[ she jerks her head back, trying to ignore the way that touch sends a shiver down her spine. he's getting to her, and he knows it, and she knows he knows it, and he knows she knows he knows it and it sucks. ]

W-Well you shouldn't waste your magic on such silly tricks! [ she gives her little dress one last tug and steps away, as if putting herself out of his range. if he even had that. ]