Plot || The Star Wars Vaikuntha Special

[hatejakku]

Who: Open
When: June 8-14
Where: Everywhere
What: The race for the crystals is on!!
Warnings/Notes: OOC Post


Crystals have fallen out of the Dream Width in a beautiful meteor shower and scattered all over the world! Due to their origins and mysterious properties, the Curti Center is interested in gathering as many as they can for researching purposes. To incentivize the public in helping out, O'aka has donated a few silver coupons to those top few who collect the most crystals. There's also a rumor that the one person (or more if there's a tie) who collects the most, wins something marvelous and mysterious~

The hunt for these crystals have taken storm across Vaikuntha and they're suddenly worth a lot. It's all anyone talks about anymore! The locals have gone crazy with it! If you weren't interested to begin with, surely the madness that is this new fad has sunk its teeth in. Besides, who knows what the crystals can actually do? Are they gifts? Curses? Dust collectors? Only one way to find out.

NAVIGATION
❄️ Snow	🔎 Shadow	🔥 Flame	🌼 Flower	☔ Rain	☀️ Sun	❤️ Love	🌵 Arrow
🎭 Sword	🎶 Chime	👻 Grey	🥚 Egg	✉️ Chrome	🏁 Rainbow	🐹 Plasma

LEADERBOARD
Character	| Crystals
Klonoa	| 08 ❄️🔎❤️🌵🎭👻✉️🐹
Kuja	| 07 🔎🌼🎭🎶👻✉️🐹
Frisk.bin	| 06 🔎☔🌵🎭✉️🐹
Uendo	| 05 ❄️🔎🎶✉️🐹
Corrin	| 04 ☔❤️🌵🎭
Red	| 03 🌵🎭✉️
Okuyasu	| 03 ❄️🌼🐹
Tyzias	| 02 ❄️🐹
Megatron	| 02 🌼🐹
Maul	| 02 👻🏁
Sephiroth	| 02 🌼✉️
Naoto	| 02 ❤️✉️
Adrien	| 01 ❄️
Castor	| 01 ✉️
Selphie	| 01 🌵
Pidge	| 01 🥚
Minimus	| 01 🌵
Kenichi	| 01 🐹
Papyrus	| 01 🔎
Naomi	| 01 🌼
Ovelia	| 01 🌼
Asriel	| 01 🎭
Kanji	| 01 ❤️

Comments

[legalcy]

"Does running around in circles constitute as dancing in Cactuar culture?" It was an athletic stunt on Cybertron. One would be laughed out of a club if they tried that in a dancing competition. "Besides, how am I supposed to dance without music?"

[mech_and_mutt]

"What, you don't have a sound system? Tch! Hang on..."

Red reached down past the dash of his everpresent DAHAK Mk.III, and a quiet, crackling hum brought the speakers to life... albeit halfway through a somewhat melancholy-sounding song, led by a starlet's wistful crooning backed by a band ensemble:

--f right now, I could feel your arms around me,
for even just one sec--

And he all but bludgeons his own dashboard into silence. His head hangs low for a moment, jaw clenched, almost looking as if he was attempting to wring the pink of out from his cheeks.

"...Seriously, tell me you have one we can use instead."

[legalcy]

That was a lovely song! Minimus could have crooned at the Cactuars and spun in place, which might has well have satisfied them.

The head Cactaur doesn't 't look very patient. There isn't much time. Perhaps he just has to dance a bit and hope no one recorded it. He just needed something with a beat and a lack of inhibition.

"Do you...have any disco music?" He ran through his memory banks in search for a song from Swerve's indie disco years ago. Something from Back to the Future. The Smiths. "ABBA? Boney M? Er...That's Earth music, isn't it?"

Darn. The nerves were not doing him any favors.

(let's just pretend I transcribed the lyrics the same in the first post)

[mech_and_mutt]

"...It's all I've got. It's a single."

There's a few moments of hesitation- of cactus-glaring, heart-sinking hesitation- but with the prospect of having a thousand needles driven through them if they didn't play along...

"...just get it over with."

...well, what was just one needle being pushed into him? With all the bearing of surrender, he put the sound system back on, this time bringing it back to the start:

Goodnight; I sit alone here,
Made up before the mirror,
So I ask the blank face staring back at me;
"Hey... are you happy?"

Red sunk deeper into his seat. At least Minimus could feel safe knowing that he wasn't looking; if anything, he looked more like he wanted to take a break from existing for a few minutes.

I want you by my side-
but-
I don't know-

where you could be-
tears-
begin to flow-

If I could just feel you next to me,
Just a little time,
Knowing that you're mine...

"...Forever," came the last word, whispered from the cockpit in a fleeting duet with the singer. The band ensemble came back in far too soon.

[legalcy]

This, Minimus can work with. The Magnus Armor sways with the music, he hums the melody, and as memories of hearing this song on his playlist, he eventually forms words.

His moves do not reach the level of an idol's grace and finesse, but once he closes his eyes and pretends that he has not audience, he forgoes his unease and adds hand gestures. His arms cross, his fingers create the wake of an invisible waterfall that splashes before him. Ultra Magnus steps right in front of one of the cactuars, but it does not flinch back. They watch the dancer in rapt attention.

Magnus poses at the end and onlines his optics. He wasn't in his room, with a locked door. He was in front of twenty other people.

...He feels as if he made a mistake.

[hatejakku]

What the hell is going on over here?

The Cactuars are left blinking in the wake of all that, both the music and the moves surprising them into stunned awe.

After a moment's silence, they all break out in cheers. They liked it! And the music was killer, wow!

The challenging Cactuar rushes to the pile and presents a crystal each to Minimus and Red.

[legalcy]

[He has to carefully hold the crystal between two large fingers, but Minimus manages to take his and store it in one of his subspace compartments.]

...I appreciate your positive reception.

[mech_and_mutt]

He'd just... take that crystal and stuff it in his pocket for now. It was hard to focus on the applause at a time like this.

"Thanks. I think."