This Was a Triumph Mostly - RPLOG
Participants
Date
22/3/478
Log
There is a large, festive crowd gathered on the tournament grounds today. Hawkers selling wares, performers and general gawkers gathered at the entrance of the enormous Creator vessel. It seems that where last time the test of physical prowess had been open to all comers and all spectators, this test is meant to be rather more private. A line of attendants in identical white jumpsuits stand along the 'gangplank' of the ship with clipboards in hand, greeting volunteers. Some are accepted, while others are thanked and turned away. What sort of testing could they be doing?
Kalt makes her way to the tournament ground, the vixen's armor clinking gently as she makes her past all the hawkers, and the gawkers to the 'gangplank. Waiting in line to stand before an attendent, before she'd bow gently. "Ya said yer neein' folks for more testin'?" The Vixen's tail flicking gently as she remembers the great fun from the last time she got to test with them! Shame Rainer wasn't here to mess with.
Angus tightens the buckles on his bracers, making sure they fit well as he walks slowly behind Kalt. He had not been around for the testing last time, not wanting to miss another as he steps up next to Kalt and crosses his arms. "That, or maybe they are just here for a visit." He teases her, giving a smirk as he gazes over the location.
Siyu hmms slightly, still dressed in his billowing white desert outfit, the short rodent might be recognized, but funny that, first day back and there's already more creator nonsense? Well he's up for it. He walks wih a swish up towards the gangplank, seeing who else might be here, and what they're looking for? Hm, Angus and Kalt so far. He bows his covered head a bit to them.
Cassidy didn't want to miss another round of testing! The last one was rather fun, and -this- time she came in her own jumpsuit. Snug fitting and dark red, with black leather padding. Styled somewhat after the creator jumpsuits, but with a certain local touch to it. "Hello, Kalt! Angus," she calls as they two approach, offering a happy wave.
Kilani peers over at the strange vessel. She hasn't seen anything like this before... all the more reason to investigate, she supposes. Following the crowd as a whole, she politely declines any offer made to her by the merchants, while moving to stand in front of the attendants silently, staring at them and waiting for them to speak first, out of mild apprehension. She is dressed as she'd normally be, having no reason to be in anything special or different as of yet.
Rokarion yawns in a bored manner as the he moves towards the creator ship. Rokarion wasn't really excited about the prospect of testing at all, but the youthful plant was still quite interested in knowing what the Creator scholars were up to. Clad in his usual unassuming attire, covered by his large cloak, Rokarion steps towards the ship's ramp, offering Angus and Siyu a simple nod of acknowledgement.
A soft purr sounds, and Lady Longtail makes her way into the area. Riding atop her usual golem, Bastet. Her tail sways lightly behind her, her ears flick softly and her gaze wanders over the area with piqued curiosity.
Smiling attendants greet each being as they come, their strange, magical clip boards flashing a quick beam of light over them, apparently scanning them like a sacred doctor would.
"Miss Kalt Tiefkhul!" a female creator says, her translator helping with the pronunciation as she reaches out and pats Kalt's nose in what has unfortunately become the accepted greeting between beings and creators, "Welcome back! We would be glad to have you for this next round of testing. Please follow the lit path inside!" Cassidy receives a similar greeting.
The others are met just as cordially, if not by name and are given a quick scan by that beam of light. Each being is welcomed to join this test and instructed to follow a series of lit arrows along the floor, though there is some concern about Flora. The attendant greeting her frowns a bit at whatever his clipboard is telling him, but it is quickly replaced by a painted on smile. "We welcome you HIGHLADY Longtail," he says, "But we must ask that you leave your GOLEM behind and refrain from certain tasks in this round of tests. Please follow the lit path."
Kalt blinks as the woman pats her nose, the Vixen just blinking in confusion, before writing it off as just a creator thing... They are kind of weird after all. A swift nod of her head to the female creator as she gives a slight smile, before she begins to follow the lit path, peering slightly for a moment at those strange light up things in the floor, before focusing back on the path she was on, waiting just a moment herself for angus to catch up.
Angus stops for a moment as his nose is patted, staring at them in utter confusion as to how this is a registered greeting. "That was....odd." He states when he finally catches up with Kalt, just shaking his head a bit as he follows her along the path to whatever the creators had in store for them.
Siyu nods his hands into his robe s and he bows his head some to those gathered, "Greetings old friends..." he offers with a little smile behind the scarved robes, finally pulling it down to show his face, "Ah...Creators again..." well then, at least it's not being broadcast an intergalatic television. He still doesn't know if being adorable for millions of Creators was a good or bad thing. Simply looking as the light scans over him, "I wonder what they want this time..." he pulls back a bit from the nose pat...giving the creator an odd look and just bows in return to him.
Cassidy frowns a little at the touch to her muzzle. Her whiskers twitch, but she shrugs it off and follows after Kalt and the path, tail flicking behind her. "Hello, Siyu. Nice seeing you today," she says before giving a likewise wave to the others.
Kilani looks concerned about the scanning beam of light, before looking very confusedly at the attendant who patted her nose. She attempts to pull back from the pat, staring very unhappily at the attendant due to the physical contact, before glancing around at the other participants. She recognizes a few, which makes it mildly better, before promptly following the lighted markers with a frown still tugging at her face, very miffed about the pat.
Rokarion lets out a sigh as he gets patted on the nose, the plant not bothering with doing anything about it except nod and move towards the designated path, his jasmine scent wafting all around him as he walks with idle, yet brisk steps. Rokarion's eyes however do dart around, giving the insides of the Creator's ship a studious gaze.
A soft rumble, a small nod as Flora gestures for her golem to stay put. "Flora would prefer having Bastet nearby, yes," she mutters as she steps off and, with some effort, moves along the lit corridor. "Flora... Will try to avoid doing them, yes. Assuming Flora's told what Flora's not supposed to be doing, yes."
