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tiredcharmer ([personal profile] tiredcharmer) wrote in [community profile] melodiesofeternity2019-06-14 10:33 am

Heroes of Light, Battle! The Ultimate Golsaucian Tournament Begins!

Who: The Heroes of Light!
When: June 16th-19th
Where: Sparks Golsaucia
What: After weeks of getting hounded by the press, corporations, and prospective fiances, Octavaux Dairesault offers the Heroes of Light a way out: by participating in this year's Golsaucian Gauntlet, taking the form of a fighting tournament.
Warnings/Notes: Tournament arc, congoers.


An Offer You Can't Refuse (Prelude)
It starts not long after June begins. Maybe somebody proposes to you in the middle of the street. Or you're bumrushed by a horde of solicitors who want to use your image for whatever product they're peddling. Or maybe a reporter literally busts down your door to get an interview. Whatever the case, the Heroes soon find it's impossible to find a semblance of peace and quiet in early June. Around every corner and in every building is somebody who is just dying to talk to you, or more commonly, several somebodies, each at cross purposes. Even your homes aren't safe, as a few particularly nutty fans are willing to break and enter to get your autograph.

You have to deal with all of this for a week, until you're contacted by Octavaux Dairesault, organizer of the previous year's smash hit Golsaucian Gauntlet. He's noticed (and perhaps orchestrated) your plight, and offers you a way out: simply participate in his tournament and/or the events around it, and the attention will lessen. Considering how things get worse every day, you don't have a lot of options...

Sparks Golsaucia HeroCon 20XX
As it turns out, the events around the tournament that Octavaux casually mentioned are really a huge, city-spanning con. Cosplayers are everywhere. Artist alley takes up two entire districts. You can't take two steps without bumping into a merchandise stall. Thankfully, the limos Octavaux has provided means that you don't have to fight your way through a horde of ravening fans to reach the centerpiece of the whole debacle: the arena. A massive Colosseum with bleeding-edge technology to allow for the creation of stages drawn from... something. Octavaux refuses to elaborate on that. Whatever the case, you finally have the respite that you need. There's delicious food, cushy bedrooms, exercise rooms... pretty much whatever you want. And best of all, nobody prying into your business. How will you spend your precious, precious free time?

Of course, the tournament isn't all some of you are here for. Maybe you've decided to host a panel, in which case you're contractually obligated to appear among thousands upon thousands of fans and give a spiel. And give autographs. Lots of autographs. With really weird requests too.

Whatever the case... the tournament is about to begin!
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[personal profile] manlycharms 2019-07-04 04:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah. This could be a problem. Not only do they have their foes to contend with, but these environmental hazards certainly don't bode well. So, what to do...

Well, it's not like Ringabel to be the first to strike a lady, so now he'll move back to gain some distance. Let the ladies come to him, so to speak! All the while, he's watching for those eerie shadows and any spontaneous attacks from the skirmish. He's got his sword at the ready, and shoots Adrien a glance as if to ask if he has any particular ideas.

Otherwise, the ball is in the opposite team's court.
modelcivilian: Screenshot: Pharaoh (Seriously Plagg!)

[personal profile] modelcivilian 2019-07-04 04:38 pm (UTC)(link)
That whistling sound...

Okay, yeah, he's heard things like that before, but given the stage, probably best not to take chances. Also, if Ringabel didn't want to open with an attack, he might as well. A fight's a fight at this time...

Just a quick strike with [Eclipse] before he concerned himself with the incoming missiles.
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[personal profile] littlemhigan 2019-07-19 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
Oh good. Castor resists rolling her eyes as she sees the indicators and more importantly hear the sounds of incoming missiles. Castor moves to defend Nozomi from Adrien, and tries her best to reciprocate his attack with a [Bootshine] of her own.