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Post by Admin Chiv on Jul 16, 2017 17:35:23 GMT -5
[attr="class","tgg"] [attr="class","TheGreatGatsby"]  森羅万象 all things are sacred. In the hustle and bustle of the hordes of teenagers, you almost forget why you’re really here. Thankfully, a screeching producer is here to bring you back to reality. “People, people! Five minute warning, line up by the door!” The kids did so. “Alright, alright; very good. Now, you’ll all notice we’ve supplied you all with an ear implant. Not only has that been translating the various languages in this room for your listening pleasure, but it’s how we’ll be keeping in touch with you. If you hear your name called through your earpiece, exit through this door, and enter the door on your right. Don’t panic when you hear all the screaming, yeah? That’s your studio audience; your family, friends, and high-ranking Future Foundation officers are here to see your ‘sparkling talent’, or whatever, so they’ll be to your left. You can wave, or talk a little. Just don’t be a showboat! When you’re ready...walk to the middle of the stage, and enter the Marvelous Manor. …” He paused, and finally offered the room a small smile. “I’m sorry if that was a lot. We’re all...nervous, I guess. The future is as scary as it is exciting. But…” And then he tapped the Future Foundation emblem on his unzipped navy jacket. “Always for the future, right? Good luck, guys.” With that, he was gone. You never even learned his name, in hindsight. Oh well; this was the beginning of the rest of your life! After a few tense minutes, it began. One by one, contestants were called; teenagers moved to the stage; lives were changed. “He’s guaranteed to work the crowd like his puppets...it’s Rin Nakamura, the Aspiring Ultimate Puppeteer!”
“Leave it to Irene to toy with her competitors...she’s our Aspiring Ultimate Toymaker, Irene Karlsen!”
“You’ve heard her; you’ve watched her livestreams...now it’s time to watch her dominate! It’s Nox “Kindred” Tenebris, our Aspiring Ultimate Internet Personality!”
“What’s that? There’s a hail storm coming?! Oh, no...it’s a ‘hail, no’ storm, predicted by our very own Aspiring Ultimate Meteorologist, Brunhild Kurth!”
“The smell of victory lingers in the air...or maybe it’s just her perfume. Welcome Valentina Rossi, our Aspiring Ultimate Aromatherapist!”
“Girls, girls; please hold your applause! He’s here to hit all the right notes...it’s our Aspiring Ultimate Singer, Yuichiro Yuuki!”
“Will he tap dance his way to the top of the pyramid?! It’s Apollo Sinclair, our Aspiring Ultimate Talk Show Host!”
“Someone call Nancy Drew; she’s fired! Let’s pave the way for our Aspiring Internet Sleuth, Shiro Shizuku!”
“She’s been drawn to life, folks! But has Mayumi designed the perfect formula for success? It’s Mayumi Otsuka, our Aspiring Ultimate Graphic Designer!”
“Say it once, say it twice; just don’t say it in pig latin, ‘cause ‘inner way’ just sounds weird! It’s Dorothy Saotome, our Aspiring Ultimate Polyglot!”
“She’s pulled at her violin strings, but can this girl pull at the audience’s heartstrings? It’s Nana Shimedzu, our Aspiring Ultimate Violinist!”
“Did anyone else just get a chill…? Oh no, he’s here to kill the competition, it’s our Aspiring Ultimate Horror Novelist, Gorou Kikuchi!”
“She’s got this game under Sherlock-and-key! It’s Caelie Ariane, our Aspiring Ultimate Murder-Mystery Novelist!”
“She’s an heiress, but will she become queen of this competition? Bow down to Orica Eisenhart, our Aspiring Ultimate Princess Knight!”
“Like sands through the hourglass...her competitors are counting the seconds before she eliminates them. It’s our Aspiring Ultimate Sand Magician, Sanura Simons!”
“They say if you can’t take the heat, get out of the kitchen. Get ready, ‘cause Nero brings the heat! It’s our Aspiring Ultimate Baker, Nero Fiammes!”
“Doctors help people, but will you overdose on this contestant’s sweetness? It’s Ren Umeki, our Aspiring Ultimate Doctor!”
“Sources say 10 out of 20 contestants will need therapy after this! Thankfully we have our Aspiring Ultimate Counselor, Koneko Kikaimoto!”
“With the passion and drive of a thousand soldiers, will his rivals get run over?! It’s Krzysztof Wilk, our Aspiring Ultimate Stunt Driver!”
“The brighest light only comes after the darkest knight...it’s our Aspiring Ultimate Knight, Liam Dayton!”The uproar of the crowd was staggering, as each student stepped out. By the 20th name, it was past deafening levels. The announcer had grown louder and louder, but how much could you do in the face of uninhibited hope? “Finally, we’d like to thank the others who, sadly, could not join our cast. Give it up for Stheno Apostolos, our Snake Charmer! Marie, our Occultist! Touma Kinkawa, our Shironuri! Kaizo Hanika, our Bodyguard! Eleanor ‘Excrest’ Attaway, our Hacktivist! Risa Igarashi, our Collector! And Muishiki Buren, our Cognitive Psychologist! Thanks for applying, and please try again next season!”With that, the doors closed on the cast of the first season of So, You Call Yourself An Ultimate?. Once inside, you glanced at the people around you. So these were your competitors, huh…? Maybe introductions were in order. [Feel free to RP walking the stage, talking a bit, and entering! YOU MUST POST IN THIS OPENER AT LEAST ONCE BEFORE BEGINNING FTES. TRY TO WRITE ABOUT 200-300 WORDS MINIMUM! And please introduce yourself IC!!!!]be our guest [attr="class","mizocredits"] [newclass=.mizocredits]width:90px;padding:1px;border:1px solid #969696;margin:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.mizocredits a]color: #d3f4ff;font: bold 6pt calibri; letter-spacing: 1px; text-transform: uppercase;[/newclass][googlefont=Muli][newclass=.TheGreatGatsby]width: 89px; height: 89px; border:1px solid #201f24;transition:.7s[/newclass][newclass=.tgg:hover .TheGreatGatsby]filter:invert(100%); -webkit-filter: invert(100%); transition:.7s; border: 1px solid #f0f0f0;[/newclass] |
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Post by Nox Tenebris on Jul 16, 2017 17:51:59 GMT -5
as long as you remember me, i don't care if everyone else forgets. [attr="class","quicklinks"]♡STAYPOSITIVE♡ [attr="class","quicklinks"]357 words ♡ Lights, Camera, Action! Nox Tenebris on stage, front and center. ♡ | [attr="class","technoscroll"]❝ Nox was shocked when her name was called. She felt an explosion of emotions hit her, but the most she could do was nod, walking to the stage. She felt a small bubble of pride in her chest, but she quickly squashed it down. ‘You haven’t one yet, Nox. Keep calm, keep composed. This is a reality show. This… this is reality.’ She reminded herself, patting her cheeks and shaking her head. ‘I… I actually made it. Now that I have, I have to prove myself! I have to make mom and dad and my siblings proud. I have to.’ She pat down her jacket lightly, clearing her throat as she observed the crowd. When they all started screaming and cheering, she made sure to pause and kiss the crowd, waving highly with both her hands to the crowd.
“Kindred, front and center! I’ll make all my fans proud, I promise! Thank you so much for supporting me!” She shouted at them, grinning. She made sure to take a selfie pointing to the crowd to show all the people screaming and cheering for her, before she gave one last wave, walking into the manor.
She turned to the door as she walked into the manor, waiting for everyone else to be picked and to start filtering in the manor, keeping herself composed and her mouth in check. She couldn’t afford to slip up, or cause issues now. This was a game, and she was going to play it right so she befriended everyone. This wasn’t just a game to her, this was her lifestyle, her family on the line.
When the last person walked in, and the door closed, she took a deep breath, bowing to them all. As she stood back up, she put up a peace sign, giggling. “Hello, everyone! I’m Nox Tenebris, Aspiring Ultimate Internet Personality. I cannot wait to meet and work with you all. I hope we can be friends or allies.” After she said that, she put her hands behind her back, beaming at them all with a smile. She couldn’t wait to prove herself, now that she has this chance.
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Post by Liam Dayton on Jul 16, 2017 18:12:43 GMT -5
I can still feel my heart about to burst out of my chest. Those few minutes before my name was called were probably some of the most tense minutes of my life. Somehow I knew my name would be called last, if it was going to be called at all. Time to make my introduction to the crowd. Let's put all my effort into not stuttering on live TV.
"Hello everybody! I'm Sir Liam Dayton, of Little Sydney! I-I'm the Ultimate Knight, here to serve!"
That's frustrating. Put all my effort into trying to stop it, and I still manage to screw-up on live TV. Let's just hope mom and dad didn't notice. Speaking of which, where are mom and dad? Ah! Over there! Lets not make them think I don't care.
After scanning the audience for his parents, he gave them a smile and a wave.
Alright, time to make my exit. That manor is pretty big. Everyone else is already in there. Should I introduce myself again? I'm sure they heard me the first time, but maybe it can't hurt to do it again, right?
"H-Hey guys! Seeing as we're all meeting for the first time again, I should probably reintroduce myself. I'm Liam Dayton, the Ultimate Knight."
How many times have I introduced myself now? Four? I'm sure everyone is already sick of hearing my voice already.
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Post by Rin Nakamura on Jul 16, 2017 18:48:09 GMT -5
Let’s dance,
And laugh, and love
And let’s just live▲ He was first. Rin was first. Rin Nakamura, the shyest, quietest, most stage frightened person in the entire world had to walk up first. Why? Why would the universe do this to him. Was it some kind of cruel joke? Some way to ruin his experience before it even started? These were the things Rin asked both himself and the universe. But as he found out about 5 seconds later, the universe didn't have the answers. Mostly because it couldn't even reply. "Just breathe, Rin. You're going to be fine. Just walk on stage, be yourself, and go inside. It's not a big deal. Remember. Right. Left. Right. Left. Greet. Wave. Bow. Go inside. Everything is going to be ok."After psyching himself up, Rin walked out onto the brightly lit stage and he could feel his whole body shrink. He never imagined how big the crowd would be. He could feel his fears starting to creep up his spine and get into his head. But he just took another breath and continued walking. He looked out into the crowd. It was an endless sea of people, all cheering. Cheering for him. He couldn't even fathom it, these people were excited to see him. He had been slightly well known back home for his shows, but he never thought he'd be in front of crowds this big. He stopped in the middle of the stage and looked out at the crowd. He took another breath and began to speak. "H-Hello everybody. I'm Rin Nakamura...and I hope to have a good time during this experience."Rin reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out his prized marionette, all dressed up in a small suit that Rin had bought. Rin and his marionette bowed simultaneously before Rin continued walking into the mansion. Rin entered the mansion and waited for everyone else to arrive. And when they did he decided he might as well introduce himself. "H-Hi. My name is Rin Nakamura, and I'm the U-Ultimate Puppeteer." He said with a small smile and blush. It was happening. He was finally here. @ tag ● # # # ● notes MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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Post by Koneko Kikaimoto on Jul 16, 2017 19:04:05 GMT -5
Koneko had never thought herself to be one to succumb to stage fright. She had been able to approach people overcome with despair, and been able to calm raging animals, so what was a little crowd? Unfortunately, 'little' was an ill-fitting descriptor. There was... Well, there were definitely a LOT more people than she had been expecting. When she suddenly found herself shuffled onstage, even for all of her outgoing nature all she could muster was a panicked squeak of "I'mKonekoKikaimotonicetomeetyouall" before rushing off. Oh dear. Well that didn't go very well at all.
Once she was out of the eyes of the others, she relaxed visibly, letting out a breath she hadn't been consciously holding. Internally, she was punching herself with all of her strength, her face going cartoonishly concave as if she were punching a pillow. For goodness' sake, this was a lifetime opportunity! This was her chance to spread her talents and help others, just as she always dreamed. As she thought more on how she screwed that up, the internal punching got harder.
Eventually, she managed to snap out of it, shaking her head and slapping the sides of her cheeks. 'Geez, what is UP with me today? I thought I would've been able to handle myself no problem!' Unfortunately, the time had already passed. So, the best thing she could do was regain her composure, take a deep breath, and try to mingle with the other students a bit.
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Post by Shiro Shizuku on Jul 16, 2017 19:51:20 GMT -5
[attr="class","burst"] [attr="class","whitenight"] ❝ Seconds. Seconds felt like minutes and minutes felt like hours as time passed by. Each breath was stiff and still, her gaze merely watching; staring. Her heart lurched forth several paces within her chest as she attempted to calm herself. The familiar tapping of a pencil against a notebook quieted her thoughts, the only thing managing to keep her standing upright. Tucking wisps of gray hair behind her ears, her deep blue gaze swept across the room, teeming with a look of suspense. It was the absolute truth that these hope-filled moments may very well be her last experiencing such an emotion. Such a raw, impactful emotion. As she stood silently, her stance just very slightly wavering, she merely watched as each participant got up to stage. What if she didn't make it? What if she had a heart attack from all the stress? What is she--
Nah. In truth, Shiro wasn't feeling stressed in the slightest. Much unalike many others who stood by her side, anxiously anticipating their name to be called out, she simply... well, she stood there. With one knee propped out slightly as to provide additional comfort to her stance, her heart beat at a slow, even pace, in tune with her breathing as she merely stared at the stage. Just staring, her deep blue gaze locked upon it's target. This was it. If she made it, she made it. If she didn't, she didn't. Really, it was all the same to her. Afterall, it wasn't like she had much to prove to the world. She had one specific goal in mind going into this; one specific goal, and that remained everlasting. Except... well, maybe a second one if she happened to get lucky. But the chances of that were low, and even she knew that.
Cheers. Cheers erupted throughout the crowd, constantly ranging in pitch as each contestant walked up upon the stage. Blinking wearily, she mindlessly brought a hand to rub the fur lining the top of her hood, her face portraying that of somebody completely calm and composed. She had not a thing to worry about, after all. She was almost entirely certain she'd make it in, and if she didn't, then, well... surely the judges must've made a mistake, right? A couple seconds past as this thought clouded her mind. Swiftly this thought was swept away, set adrift as she heard exactly two words. And, she needn't hear the rest. She slowly made her way up onto stage upon hearing her name being hollered out, hands tucked in her pockets and posture incredibly hunched. She flashed an almost lazy smile to the crowd, whom... didn't exactly seem to be cheering. There were a few claps here and there, but it was evident that nobody knew who she was. After all, who would expect her of all people to be Professor White? Nobody across the internet really knew her for... well, her. And even if people found out she was the famed Professor White, it was likely they wouldn't believe it. After all, her gender, age nor appearance in general matched up to whom many believed to be this famous internet sleuth.
Offering not a word to the crowd, Shiro departed into the manor, leaving but a sheepish smile to remember her by.
The soft thudding of footsteps echoed across the area as she peered into the manor, almost cautiously stepping inside. Upon taking note of the others there, she felt obligated to speak, but... well, she didn't have any words. This was the obvious outcome, afterall. Tipping her chin up, she scanned the room for anything of interest to find... well, a lot of things. This was a rich place, most certainly... anyone could see that. It made her feel as if she had to tread upon thin ice, and yet... even amidst how surreal it seemed, this place and the competition itself also seemed like a lot of fun. Perhaps it was merely her own decisions, but she truly and honestly believed that this would be an exciting experience. Thus, with a small hop to her step and a tiny, genuine smile adorning her face, she slid up into a corner and began to silently observe the other participants, noting down things in her notebook as she went. | [attr="class","white"] [attr="class","night"]  [attr="class","burstmini"]@someone1 [attr="class","burstmini"]@someone2 [attr="class","burstmini"]000 words [attr="class","burstmini"]OOC TEXT - Mizo |
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Post by Mayumi Otsuka on Jul 16, 2017 20:02:46 GMT -5
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THE WORLD'S ON HEROIN
AND THE WORLD KEEPS TURNING AT A TURTLE'S PACE
[attr="class","les"]Her eyes widened with surprise. Mayumi was actually accepted into the show. Although the competition didn't matter to her in the slightest, now she had a chance to find out whether or not humanity is redeemable, and possibly find her first true friend.
She calmly walked up to the stage without a sense of worry or stage fright. Thousands of people eagerly anticipated what she had to say. News reporters were taking tons of pictures of her, temporarily blinding her. She managed to stroll over to the microphone and adjusted her glasses before speaking.
"Hey all, I guess I'm glad to be here, and I hope I can get something out of this. Cheers."
Unlike her previous introduction, she put more emotion into what she had to say because this was being filmed in front of a large audience. Folding her arms on her ample gut, she walked away from the microphone. A tremendous applause followed directly after she finished her short speech.
Upon leaving, she entered the 'Marvelous' Manor. At first glance, Mayumi didn't feel impressed at all. It just seemed like another generic luxury without anything interesting, though she fancied the cobalt-colored walls. However, something about it rubbed her the wrong way, she couldn't really put her finger on it though. She decided to take a look around so she can get used to this new area. She already introduced herself to her peers beforehand, so she didn't feel the need to make another one. | [attr="class","goodness"] 
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Post by Orica Eisenhardt on Jul 16, 2017 20:34:59 GMT -5
Several people were announced before they finally got to Orica, not that the time or the wait meant anything to her. She knew she was going to get in.
The was inevitable.
With the mass of weakness that had gone before her being evidence enough there was a part of her that pitied the ones that didn't make it. A being so week that not even this world thought they were worth sharing a stage of her, let alone the possibility that their weakness would overcome her strength. Such pitiful people had only one course of action. Death to relieve the world of their weakness.
Orica slowly walked out onto the stage, her armor clanking and her long lance in hand, surely a shocking sight after the much more normal people that followed her, and chronologically the other knight wouldn't have been called for yet. That would retroactively make his entrance if it somehow happened before this seem even less impressive. It seemed that not even time itself was treating Liam Dayton well.
Reaching center stage, Orica pointed her lance out at the audience. ”I am Orica Eisenhart, the future ruler of Schwertfeld!” She shouted. ”Everyone out there that is celebrating this farcical competition as they desperately cling to the old world as a way to look towards the future, I will tell you this: You are weak! The near destruction of this world is proof enough that you cling to a comforting weakness instead of a strength that will actually save you! I will show you this with my own Strength, which is far stronger than the Hope you hold so dear AND the Despair that ravaged the land!”
With that, she turned and entered the manor, speaking to no one. They should have been listening earlier.
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Post by Nero Fiammes on Jul 16, 2017 20:52:19 GMT -5
 Good Meals, Good Friends,
Good Laughs, Good Murders, What more could anyone want? Nero could feel the tension in the air as he heard the names being called up to the stage. His nerves were getting the best of him, so it was fortunate that he got picked to be in the latter half of the introductions. He needed the time to calm himself, after all it was still so much to bear, knowing that he made it past the application process. But today was the day that he would not only prove himself, but his family to the world. It was time to prove the Fiammes family to the world!... Today was not the time to feel self doubt, but to have pride!
“Nero, you're up,” whispered the small voice in his head, surprising him. He had almost forgotten about the earpiece, in his confidence building. Finally, it was time to go up. Hopefully he wouldn't mess it up. Even before he opened the doors, he had already heard the roar of the audience bursting through the stage. It seems that his fellow Aspiring Ultimates certainly were giving the audience what they wanted. With a smile on his face, he walked through the doors.
“They say if you can’t take the heat, get out of the kitchen. Get ready, ‘cause Nero brings the heat! It’s our Aspiring Ultimate Baker, Nero Fiammes!” said the announcer as he walked in. The crowd was overbearing, there must have been thousands of people in here.
"Thank you for your support! Thank you everyone!" He shouted with a smile to the crowd. He couldn't see his mother or his sister in the few seconds he was given to survey the crowd, but he could feel their warm gazes, telling him all he needed to know. With a great bow, he turned and walked into the manor, where a majority of the Aspiring Ultimates had already gathered. Even though he already introduced himself before at the backstage, it was time for introductions again. After all, he was in the big leagues.
"Hello everyone, I'm Nero Fiammes. Once again, I hope that we can be good friends." Finally, his dream was coming closer.
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Post by Dorothy Saotome on Jul 16, 2017 21:59:23 GMT -5
Dorothy was less than pleased when she was told that the headset thingy she received would translate various languages as they were spoken, before she realized that it probably just translated every spoken language of all the contestants.
Thinking about it that way made her relax. She figured they weren't going to render her talent moot.
Then she was called onto the stage. With the way her facial features looked when she grinned at the audience, one could say that a piece of cotton candy turned human and learnt lots of languages.
"Einen wunderschönen Guten Tag wünsche ich, und danke, dass ihr hier alle versammelt seit! Ich werde euch nicht enttäuschen, das schwöre ich!", she said on stage. She figured her family would've understood what she said, given the fact that her mom must've gone under in the crowd.
Happy as can be, Dorothy left the stage, into her new life.
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Post by Irene Karlsen on Jul 16, 2017 23:20:07 GMT -5
Irene had a small smile on her face as her name was called. There was no doubt she was pleased to have been chosen, but she wasn't going to make a fool out of herself over it. She adjusted the lens attachments on her goggles, moving any of the specialized ones out of the way for the moment, as she needed as much vision as she could get right now for walking on to the stage. She had proven herself to be the best at her trade by making it into the actual competition, that much was certain. The competition itself had yet to begin, and it would require her to remain the best, but participating in the competition was itself an accomplishment to be pleased with.
The second one up, Irene cleared her throat, then walked out, her walking significantly less mechanical than her other movements. She thought she saw her mother and father out in the crowd, as well as some familiar faces from her shop. While this was a victory, it was a small one. One to celebrate, but not too much. And so, she decided to keep it brief. "Hello. I am Irene Karlsen, the Ultimate Toymaker. Thank you." Bowing slightly, she walked off to enter the manor. No need to overcomplicate things.
As she entered the mansion, she studied the other new arrivals. Like her, they were the best at what they did. They were potential associates and acquaintances, fellow competitors. Like her, they were experiencing a similar victory, though a brief one in light of the competition itself ahead of them.
"Once again, I am Irene Karlsen, Ultimate Toymaker. It is nice meeting you all."
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Post by Yuichiro Yuuki on Jul 17, 2017 0:04:10 GMT -5
► Yuichiro Yuuki  N/A 370 Can't keep it pg | Though the announcement of his name came as no surprise to the widely acclaimed singer, he could feel his heart thumping from the moment they lined up by the door. One, the adorable puppeteer. Two, the eccentric looking toymaker. Three, the well known internet personality. Four, the one eyed weather scientist. Five, the sweet fragrance of an aromatherapist.
Six. Yours truly.
As much as he tried to remain cool, as if it didn't even concern him, his face lit up like a Christmas tree. There was something truly sublime about hearing his name announced, erasing any minor doubt tickling the back of his mind. With a skip in his step, he walked out onto the stage, greeted by the screeching cheers of-- let's be honest, teenagers and young adults. No grumpy old Future Foundation was losing their voice that night. Golf clap, move on.
Standing center stage, posed, holding his left middle finger and index finger in a horizontal 'V' shape over his left eye, while winking with his right and extending his right arm. Same pose that was on their latest album cover! After giving the audience that cute gesture, he stepped up, his heart beating like a drum. You're never calm on stage, whether it's your first time or your hundredth.
"It's~ Yuichi! This is my time to prove I'm truly the Ultimate Singer! I'll make you all proud, and hope to inspire you more from here on out!" A mix of zealous confidence and heartfelt sincerity; he did well. As he began to walk away, the singer nodded to his confidants sitting in the audience. The other members of 'Old World Dreamers'. He wouldn't have gotten this far without Ayako, Ryuu, and Emil by his side... Adoration truly blossomed in his heart.
Arriving in the mansion, he waited for everyone to arrive before reintroducing myself. "Heheh, I hope you all did well out there. I'm Yuichi! I hope we get along from this moment forward!" Yikes, he could feel Orica's disdain without even looking at her. Or was that his imagination. Pocketing his hands, he scanned the crowd. Though it was sad to see some faces absent, he kept a cheery smile for those who were there. | |
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Post by Brunhild Kurth on Jul 17, 2017 0:22:54 GMT -5
When her name was announced as one of the contestants to enter, Brunhild was not even surprised by it. She just smiled with a smile full of confidence as she noticed a big audience from the stage. She swiftly started introducing herself to the crowd "I am Brunhild Kurth, the Ultimate Meteorologist. I am looking forward for what to come." After saying that Brunhild accidentally went the other way. One of the Future Foundation members noticed that and directed her to the proper exit. Brunhild made an awkward laugh at this fact as she was guided towards the exit "Hahaha... nerves are getting on me, huh?".
Upon entering the mansion, Brunhild's eyes were filled with excitement. She started looking around the hallway of the mansion, inspecting everything that was inside. Brunhild suddenly stopped as she noticed other people entering the mansion. She thought to herself "Oh yeah, I have to introduce myself" and smiling Brunhild said "I am Brunhild Kurth. Nice to see you all here. I look forward to talk to all of you." Brunhild carefully looked at everyone's faces, many of them were happy with them being accepted. Brunhild thought to herself "Hmmm...so many new people, so many talented people". Excitement about the competition, new friends and new rivals was boiling in her blood.
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Post by Krzysztof Wilk on Jul 17, 2017 2:01:37 GMT -5
As more and more contestants were called out, Kris was more and more stressed. Don't get me wrong, he wasn't stressed about getting, because well, he was Krzysztof Wilk, the Future Ultimate Driver (or, well, Stunt Driver), of course he was getting in. It was about Liam. The poor guy's gonna get devastated if he doesn't get in.
He was called in as No. 19, at almost the last possible moment. He walked out onto the stage, and noticed…there were more people than expected. He froze almost immediately.
Come on, you’re a man, you can do this.
He reached into his pocket and grabbed the keys to his car. It reminded him of home, of his dad, of his vehicle. The thoughts soothed him. He kind of forgot about the crowds, and just ran up to the microphone. What do you say while recorded by all those cameras, huh?
“Little Hong Kong represent! Thank you for your support! I’ll make sure to power through for you guys!” Kris said, waved his hand at everyone, and ran for the exit.
He found himself in the foyer of some sort of mansion. He took his time observing the surroundings. He looked at the lights up above, at the huge plant right in the middle of the room, and at the plush carpet it was sitting on. Before he said anything, the Ultimate Knight stepped in. Yay. He got in. That’s going to be great. He was the last of the 20 accepted contestants, so it was time to speak.
“In case no one caught it, I’m Krzysztof Wilk, the Ultimate Stunt Driver. Nice to meet you all.”
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Post by Sanura Simons on Jul 17, 2017 10:42:34 GMT -5
As Sanura heard her name be announced, she readied herself, tidying her clothes. During all this, she was incredibly nervous, almost shaking from being so nervous. Yet she couldn't stop feeling excited, happy that she finally reveived a chance to show the world her talent.
While she was walking towards the center of the stage, she waved to the crowd, though it was mostly meant for all her friends and family that came watching. As she waved, her sleeves followed her arms movement, the ruffles shaking in the wind, giving of a shine because of the gems embedded in her outfit. No one exactly knew who she was, maybe some people of Little Barcelona, but that would be it.
She now stood at the center of the stage, ready to indtroduce herself. For her, this should be a lot easier as she has done this before., though she has never been on stage with a crowd this big. "The name is Sanura Simons, Aspiring Ultimate Sand Magician. I hail from Little Barcelona and I am looking forward to a splendid journey with the other Aspiring Ultimates." She made a short bow, and after that she slowly walked to the manor, introducing herself to the rest, as she had not done that before.
"I give my greetings, and I must say, it is a pleasure to be able to acquaintance myself with other Ultimates. My name is Sanura Simons, as you most likely have heard from the announcement just now, and I aspire to be the Ultimate Sand Magician. I hope our journey here will be a plentiful one." She said with a smile on her face, looking around the group that she would be spending the time with in the manor.
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