NPF Avatars 5 - Bread and Circuses

[Nikose Tyris]

Nikose came boucning into the room happily. "I can't beleive Fenris brought me to the hat show! Where's the hats?" He kept asking around the room. "I hope my hat wins because my hat's pretty and everything, and-" Nikose stopped suddenly. His head swivelled to the table. "Is that... that's Marius Root, boiled to perfection," he said in awe. "I haven't had that in.." he didn't finish his sentence as he began eating.

[Arhra]

Back at Arhra's home, things had been tense. Having decided to bring Hydra back to live with her after the final battle with the Herald of the End Times, it meant she now had two emancipated former enemies living with her. They'd been eyeing each other like cats.

It hadn't been helped by the fact Arhra had immediately sequestered herself, after giving Hydra and Yuri only the most basic of introductions to each other. She adamantly believed that the universe was out to get her. They hadn't seen her since then, though the food they left at the door kept disappearing and so they assumed Arhra was still alive.

Glossing over the wacky hijinks and shenanigans that a magical girl and a giant lizard could get up to when forced to live together, when the invitation to the NPF Arena Tournamnt arrived, the two of them agreed it was time to try and drag Arhra out of seclusion.

Hydra knocked nervously at the door to Arhra's room. Yuri had managed to be surprisingly violent and persuasive in the argument over who should be the one to poke the bear. It was deep underground, Arhra seemingly having decided to find a dark spot and hibernate until the trouble was gone. Getting no reply, Hydra tried the door.

It was unlocked, swinging open with a loud creak, a vista of spooky darkness beyond. Hydra stepped inside.

Some time later, she returned to the world of light and non-spookyness, looking shaken. "How'd it go?" Yuri asked, leaning against a wall with exaggerated casualness.

Hydra looked at her, eyes dull, "I talked her around. The mindwipes that've been going around helped too. She just needs a little time to make herself human again." Hydra twitched involuntarily. "She's not fit for company right now."

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At the dining hall, a section of floor suddenly flipped away, earth thrown up from beneath. "Garoooo!" the cry came, Arhra leaping out of the hole. The reason she was making monster sounds was probably best left known only to her. Nudging the piece of floor back into place, Arhra looked around as if nothing had happened. Her eyes settled on Incendius.

"Hello Cindy," Arhra said, cracking her knuckles. She'd been the one to have the brilliant idea of capturing and beating the secrets out of Mr Mysterious Psuedo Narrator next time he appeared. Luckily for him, that had never come to pass. "Why I haven't seen you for quite some time. We have some catching up to do." It boded.

She looked around the dining hall. "Wait... this isn't the registration..." One finger stabbing accusingly at him, she went on. "Stay right here. I'll be back." And with that, she headed back out to the registration desk, ready for any wacky adventures she might encounter on the way.

[Ugainius]

Ugainius arrived. He was fairly certain that this tournament would result in his death but hey, if it didn't he would walk away with the fabulous prize of... what was the prize again? Oh well, doesn't matter. All that matters is fighting and killing. Unless there's another, better way of making friends than slashing them with a sword. Which there isn't.

[Bailey]

Keyman looked up suddenly. "The individual has arrived. I believe your swordsman form would be most appropriate for a conversation with them."

Amalgam nodded and immediately shifted, then strode off.

Meanwhile, Keyman had his eye on another person who had come in. He started immediately towards the pair to see if he could have a little chat as well. He did so love to be on camera.

[Demetrius]

"Oh good, something soft to land on..." was all the figure hurtling through the air into the dining hall was given time to think before crashing into a large soft bussom. Well not so much crashing. The instant before making contact, he shrank down to the size of a mouse, fell down the empty headed woman's cleavage, popped out the bottom of her dress rolled a few feet and resumed his normal size. Looking slightly troubled and more than a little hungry, Demetrius stood and wandered past the people ahead of him in line for the buffet. Ignoring an possible reprocussions of violating the "No cutsies rule", He reached for a drumstick... Only to have it turn to gold in his hand.

"Great so that's how its gonna be today, death by starvation... Aaaargh!!" Demetrius let out a pathetic cry, turned from the table and wiped his nose on a convenient black robe that was hanging from a mask next to the buffet.

[PhoenixFlame]

"In-deed." Phoenix replied in a deadpan to KP's inquiry on his salary programme. One had to wonder how his 'Minions' managed to stay alive, lest one of them forget to breathe for more than two minutes. Particularly, Jane Doe.

Even Phoenix wasn't silly enough to wear camoflague pants and a tank top to a buffet, but then again, she was quite arguably worse. Despite not participating in the tournament, she took a seat at a nearby table and helped herself to a glass of hawaiian punch.

[PyrosNine]

Originally Posted by CheshireThief

After a few moments, CheshireThief grinned, pulling his guitar out of mid-air. Dramatically, he glanced around the room and strummed a single chord.

"Guess who's back."

Still being snuggled, Pyros suddenly sensed a disturbance in the force.

"Oh Noes! It's CheshireThief, who has come to sing his siren-song and get me pepper sprayed by a horde of guitar fetishing women! Also, Rhiya, scratch right behind the ear. It's an itch that's been there since Avvy 4."

[Inbred Chocobo]

IC walked into the room and got himself some food. Nothing dramatic there. Well, except for the fact that IC's hair was singed already. And he had quite a few cut marks on his back and chest. Burn marks showed all on his left arm. Wait where was his shirt? Though he did get a nice tan. Or maybe that is just burns healing up. It really didn't matter, IC just grabbed something to eat, and ate like he hadn't seen food in years. He also drank a lot of the colder drinks. Looks like he wanted to cool down for some reason.

[Ugainius]

Ugainius sniffed the air. "Smells like... suspicious activities hidden by the back-drop that is this tournament... or chicken. Yeah, its chicken" he said to himself.

He sat down next to the buffet table (sitting down he has still tall enough to reach the table).

[Nikose Tyris]

Nikose walked giggling around, giving the occasional flirtatious wink to any pretty girls nearby, before approaching K36. "Are you here for the hat show?" He asked with a big smile.