[OLYMPICS IV] Magicka Show - Printable Version

Pride listened to the other two judges solemnly, giving them each an attentive, respectful nod as they announced their winners.

As Aure returned, the stag stepped forward, nodding out to the crowd. "You were all very skilled, very talented; it has been a pleasure and an honor watching each and every performance, truly. And you made us work for choosing third place, certainly-! As a result we have what I believe to be our first ever tie."

Pride looked around among them, perhaps allowing for a slight amount of tension to build, before he spoke further. "Sebastian, your performance showed both skill and power. I think it awed all of us, and it is a magic not just anyone can control." He didn't explain why Sebastian hadn't ranked higher, purely because Pride found that it might be rude to explain it, as it might sound like a criticism. Instead he simply turned to the demonic being not far off. "Azrael, your performance was also dramatic, and impressive both. A fine display of power and showmanship. Both of you did wonderfully, and so we've decided to award you both a tied third place."

Pride bowed his head deeply, silvered antler-tines catching the light.

"Congratulations to all of you."

Origin's Fourth Olympics

That's All, Folks!

Here's the final placements for the Magicka Show, courtesy of the judges:

Thank you all for participating and contributing wonderful acts! ❤ Feel free to exit and claim your rewards in Magicka Market!

Remember, the magicka rewards for each Event are as follows...
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— First place in each Event will receive ʡ 400. Redeemable once per character.
— Second place in each Event will receive ʡ 300. Redeemable once per character.
— Third place in each Event will receive ʡ 200. Redeemable once per character.
— All placing characters have had their medal achievements added already!

— Participation in each Event will net that character ʡ 50, regardless of placement. May be redeemed multiple times on the same character, per Event.
— Successfully helping to set-up, judge, announce, et cetera will net each character ʡ 75. Redeemable once per character.

!! Due to the nature of posting in this event, participating members may also claim ʡ 100 for Long Thread Completion once if they were judging, participating, helping, et cetera. Spectators may not claim Long Thread Completion unless they've met the 5 post minimum requirement.

"Thank you for sharing it with everyone here." Mercurius bowed his head and smiled despite the magical headache raging in his skull. It certainly made the act following his more painful to endure, but he appreciated the spectacle of them all nonetheless; even when it concerned destructive fire and oppressive darkness. A mild reminder, but one nonetheless, of her.

His recovery, though, was surprisingly quick. The Spire's glow bled back into view and banished Azrael's cast in time to reveal another bout of shadows and what was certainly the most amusing act he'd ever seen. If the pale beast were judging this year, he might've given Kalama points for showmanship. Perhaps it was a comedy routine?

Moonlit eyes flicked up to Pride after the announcements were done - he cheered softly for the winners, of course. Rather than deprive someone of the opportunity to approach the stag, or obligate him to drop everything, Mercurius reached out for his mind. The link came easily enough, but the pale beast let his presence be noticed before he spoke. No need to spook Pride, after all. "Are you going anywhere after this?"

It was an innocent enough question, merely curious as to whether or not they should walk out together. His openly shared thoughts indicated as much.

Pride watched the gathering begin to disperse. He eyed Orthoclase, wondering why it was here, exactly, but he didn't think much of it, bar that it didn't look great. But there wasn't much thought in it--there was a lot going on--and so when Mercurius murmured into his mind, he turned to his fellow judges. "Perhaps I'll see you before next year, hm?" he offered warmly, and then trotted out.

Silver eyes found the lion again, and his own thoughts drifted for him as he made his way through the crowd. I've no plans, if you'd like to go back together-? That was a lovely performance. The rest were flashy, but not many touched on creation instead of destruction or illusion. We ought to put on shows, he added, amused.

It was true, too. If the Gembound were wiped out tomorrow, Pride wouldn't have roaring and fire and reflective invisibility be their legacy, no. Tales, creativity, stories, morals--those were more important, culturally.

They just... didn't make as flashy a display. Maybe if they could find a way to combine them?

If you weren't planning on heading back yet--is there something you'd like to do?

He waited for the judging, watched the others perform their magic, or whatever, and then stared at the judges. He wanted to get a good scored. He better get a good score, despite his one failing. In his opinion, the only one that came close to matching his power was the dragon.

But. They gave him third. And not just third but a tied third. He clenched his jaws hard as anger rippled through his body. He wanted to roar at them and DEMAND they give him his own placement, AT LEAST, if not second place, but he wasn't a child. He wouldn't tarnish his reputation by being so immature and demanding so publicly. So, instead, he grit his teeth and nodded to the judges. "Thank you, it is an honor." It was a lie - of course it was, he was not honored but insulted. Still, he had placed, at the very least. So he forced himself to think of that, instead. That they had seen his magic as worthy enough to place. (Even if he thought his magic was more worthy then the rest.)

With one last snort, he turned and left the forum, to find Forgraves and perhaps watch the other events.

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