Public Galavision Song Contest 860 ABY

[z_Agents of Chaos]

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The stage was shiny. The lights were lighty. Everything about the Conchetta Space Station had been made ready for the purpose of this sing and dance off competition. The performance chamber could hold well over a million people who had come from far and wide to witness the event, and millions more still could watch it live from the comfort of their own homes.

For hours, crowds had been piling up, personal vessels taking up every inch of the parking space, and vendors trying to sell horrible street food at outages prices were somehow managing to actually feed the people that had shown up.

And then, when it seemed as though things had reached their crescendo of chaos and mayhem…

Everything went dark.

Only to light up into this.

(00:00-02:00)​

The opening let way for Kanaraa Brust to jump on stage and perform. Kanaraa, an incredibly sought after galactic music vocalist, had accumulated fame and fortune through her artistic abilities of singing and dancing, and the number of records of hers that had broken all the other records, could not even be counted. Yes, she was considered that good.

But why was she here, tonight of all night? Why were all these people here?

Because it was the first annual Galavision, and a lot of different people wanted to be in on it. Brust's performance would continue for a few minutes while the hosts finished preparing in the background, and then…. Lights! Magic! Singing!

Tonight, two groups that were considered representing small populations would compete against each other - The Atrisian Commonwealth, and the Agents of Chaos. Judges from both sides were seated behind judgy tables, where they could be the judgiest of the judgie if they so wished, complet with hmm's and ahh's alike!

The crowd was, for the most part, smooshed together. You really couldn't get a million people in comfortably while maintaining everyone's right to see the stage. However, screens for bigger distances had been provided by the thousands, and once you managed to get out of the immediate portion in front of the stage, seats were available too.

And upstairs…

It was a big space station. Upstairs, above all of that, was a bar. Completely soundproof to what was happening below, there was only a single screen broadcasting the competition life, but otherwise, the patrons were welcome to rest and enjoy themselves while they got drunk.

Objectives

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This objective is intended for all of you who wish to attend the sing/dance off competition, regardless of which side you're rooting for. Performers and jury also belong here. The competition will begin shortly, so until then, please have fun and mingle!

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As promised, upstairs is where you go if you want to get away from the mayhem and noise. This is a particularly good spot for those who wish to kick back and chill before being shipped off to missions and wars the following day!

OOC

• At present, only the Atrisian Commonwealth and the Agents of Chaos are set to participate as performers in the competition. If you wanna jump in for any other faction please DM Scherezade deWinter first so we can work on the timing!​
• Thread's open to everyone who wants to be in the crowd or have a drink upstairs or even fight outside. Have fun!​

Thank you to the lovely Faegard for providing us with the graphics (and part of the inspiration!) for this thread ♥

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Junko Ike

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[Annasari]

Annasari sat in the crowd, ogling the theatrics of the performance around her. Music had never really been her thing, but she had to give credit where credit was due- the work that went into this was astounding. As the first performer finished she rose, clapping her four-fingered hands together and giving a standing ovation. When the singer made their way off stage, she squeezed through the crowded row and into the open aisle with stairs ascending out of the auditorium. She was quickly growing restless and wanted to see what kind of trouble she could stir up.

She found her way to the large bar that sat at the top of the space station. She beelined for the counter, eyeing the Nautolan bartender that was closest to her.

"I'm going to need two of your cheapest spirits, and keep 'em coming" she said, then moved for the closet stool and took a seat. The bartender delivered her drinks quickly, and she slammed a few credits onto the counter. If she didn't pay now, she would surely be too far gone to remember to do it later. She downed the first drink quickly, then took her time sipping on the other. Her gaze flickered around the room, looking for anyone that could be a potential friend to accompany her through the night. Thus far, the establishment was almost empty, as most were downstairs enjoying the event. She assumed business would pick up later after the judgment had been made. She moved her eyes back to the screen that was broadcasting the downstairs area and continued babying her drink as she watched.

 

[Junko Ike]

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The first Galavision singing competition... it was something strange and possibly silly... shewasn't entirely certain which one it was... but still. The Commonwealth had taken a chance to enter. Their works, their ability more in line with wanting to avoid conflict now as they rebuilt and continued to usher in the Jishi era. A smile though adorned the face of Junko was she stood there with her handmaidens who were working. They had managed to get into and affix their outfits quite quickly but were taking the time to ensure that her Atrisian Rose dress which had been made special for just this event would be perfect or as close to perfect as could be. She looked at the dresses of her handmaidens who were around and they were similar enough but less layers.

She sucked in her stomach though... She might be fit in many cases with an athletic body honed from regimented training throughout the morning before attending to business but... her dressmakers were sure she wouldn't have to breath in many cases as the corset under the dress was cinched up to give her an even more slender figure. The layers of vine silks that were applied were heavier then she would like to admit but aurodium string and tens of thousands of gemstones strewn throughout it to give it one of the more beautiful in her opinion looks said otherwise. her naval piercing was gone instead across her stomach in its place was one of the impossibly valuable lost stars. With pearls around it radiating outwards in the Commonweaths triple hollyhock.

The end of the dress was studded with corusca gems that would keep it weighed down and obscure her aurodium and nova crystal slippers. Not the most comfortable but the rainbow gems from Gallinore were there and she could see them sparkle in the light around them. The sash that went around her wrists and over the shoulders was fashioned with designs from the different houses. SMall durindfire gemstones in the Atrisian dragon and rubies for the blood tiger. There was tassets coming off of them with pearls strung by aurodium and chromium threads. Her one shoulder exposed and bare while the other held dozens of nova crystals around the hybrid orchids. It set a tone as a necklace with a flawless pontite crystal hung from her throat on a chromium chain.

The earrings were lavish, more aurodium with inlaid diamonds and pearls, perfectly weighted and cut so not to be heavy on her head... hair washed and oiled with scented essence of zeltros so she smelled fantastic. Kyber crystal beads strung within that jingled when she walked giving a small announcement she was coming. Her hair itself tied back tightly then wrapped in a bun so the bells framed it in a half moon at the back of her head and could strike each other for different soft sounds. Her skin covered in the rare rose blush that had been fashioned for her with solari crystals to give her skin an ivory sheen to draw out the black pools of her eyes. Her lips covered in a pale pink shade of lipstick that wasn't meant to stand out but looked brighter with her pale skin.

From her covered shoulder a second sash that was more for show and held more displays of the different houses of Atrisia crafted from gemstones. The black bear of the southern isles who were steadfast, the leviathan of the isle of Horai where refugees lived and thrived. The golden frog of the northern most clan and most importantly there was the white pearl of Atrisia there to remind her who was behind her. One of her handmaidens came behind her and stood... large and thickly muscled she was from Chitei where they had some of the most lavish garb of anywhere on Atrisia... the crown of flowers... more orchids that had been spliced and designed for this crown specifically... inlaid with more crystal and placed atop her head as Junko clashed the bouquet in her hands.

"Nervous?" Io said it as she was standing off to the side. A simple black silk kimono with her half veil obscuring one eye and hair pulled back into a ponytail. Junko looked at her and bowed her head offering a smile that reached her eyes with a sense of joy. "No... well maybe but this is no worse then some of the other things that I have done... That I am wearing something that could buy a few super star destroyers well that is just a strange feeling." She breathed in though as Io came over and didn't touch her just offered a reassuring smile. "What was it you told me to do when I first presented by research to the Academy... oh yes just imagine everyone is naked... no wait you aren't that willing... it was imagine yourself naked and stand tall... everyo9ne will love you."

She wanted to add... Like you but didn't... no Junko stayed there and not needing to take a breath of air helped while she practiced breath control to maintain her focus. She was running through a number of mental exercises to allow herself calmness and serenity. It was almost time and she was listening for the hosts to announcement as someone came into the room. "It is time Lady Junko." He spoke with a nod of his head though while they were heading through the doors now and meeting up with the rest of them... where they could go on the stage. Each of them had agreed to this out of loyalty and each one had practiced with the dedication she had rarely seen to get the movements correct. As her handmaidens and her Otachi they used disguise kits to look closer to her as doubles so it made things interesting.

Junko stepped out onto the stage and breathed in deeply while the curtain was up.. the sounds and presence in the force of the people who were there... the heavy feeling in the air of the lights that would be on them. She knew she could handle it but it didn't make it any easier... the furthest part in the back of her mind wanted her to literally flee but she couldn't do that... she couldn't run away... instead she allowed herself tp panic... mentally counting to herself as she let it settle deep into her bones and body. 'One' her mind raced... thinking that she could just hide herself in the white current. 'Two' she was allowing the blood to pump in her ears drowning out the sounds of people talking about the performances that had happened. 'Three'

The force was there... it flowed through her body and the make up on her exposed skin glowed lightly blue... it gave off an ethereal look toher while casting her in a faint aura... 'Four' she was almost there and the panic flowed... she thought about how best to handle the people there judging her and the old addage of imagining them naked came to her but there would be a lot of people and she had a good imagination but that was a lot of people she wold only serve to distract herself. 'Five' the fear settled into her... the breathing she had been taking in greedy lungfuls of air to the point she might hyperventilate were gone as the blood stopped pumping in her ears. She let out a breath she hadn't realized she was holding and evened herself out. Euphoria settling into her muscles and body.

(Nine Lives our lovely judge)

 

[Bella]

Bella, Post 1
Objective: Galavision Song Contest! (+Open!)
Wearing: X, X

She had read that her people did not often wear shoes.

Bella could certainly understand why, as she clambered about in her towering heels, while wearing a glittery jumpsuit that flared out at her calves. However, once she had left her apartment in Eve and took a seat in the shuttle that had brought her to the contest, there was no going back to put on more comfortable footwear. Nevertheless, she intended to have plenty of fun. As one of the many handsome military benefits she was entitled to as a service woman in the fleets of the Agents of Chaos, Bella had been provided with free tickets to see the very first Galavision Song Contest. It was a massive, galactic celebration of music, and as such, it drew a crowd numbering in the millions.

Relative to the millions of other people who had attended the event, Bella had been given extremely good seats, which allowed her to see the stage with her own eyes. She enthusiastically waved her pink flag in the air, representing the Agents of Chaos with pride as the introductory act played out. The diminutive Togruta had not arrived with any friends, but she was nonetheless excited to represent the Agents of Chaos on the galactic stage, even if she was just another screaming face in the crowd.

For a short period of three seconds, the HoloTV cameras zoomed in on her, during their sweep of the crowd, which was intended to show the atmosphere of the event for the people who were tuning in from home, in addition to the racial diversity. Not everyone there was Human or some variant of Near-Human. Nevertheless, for that brief, fleeting moment in the perpetual stream of time, the diminutive Togruta’s presence was the single most prominent thing on the minds of trillions of sentients that were tuning in from home. After that, the cameras re-focused their attention on the more significant events that were transpiring on the stage, especially the performance of Kanaraa Brust.

All the while, Bella continued to cheer and scream as she lost herself in the celebratory atmosphere of the event, continuing to do so even as the Atrisian delegation began their performance...

 

[Katrine Van-Derveld]

Her nerves were breaking at the edges, this definitely felt scarier than she had ever done and Katrine Van-Derveld Hawk had faced her own nightmares, fought demons and villains, traveled through time, brought a life into this galaxy... so why did this, tonight seemed scarier than any of it?

Perhaps because she was about to sing something personal in front of all those people, she considered, sapphire gaze peeking out upon the audience. There were a lot of them.

Curupira was looking after her most important person, she knew Larentia was safe, and yet, she couldn't help but worry about her when she wasn't nearby. Katrine couldn't help it, seemed like the most important thing in this galaxy to love, to protect. She would both die and end this galaxy to make sure her pupper was safe; and if she had nobody else ever again, it wouldn't matter to her anymore. Except, she wasn't alone. Curupira had finally come to her after she'd called out to her so many times in the years spent at this time and this younger version of her mother had not come.

"Life is not a storybook...," Katrine muttered the words to herself as she steadied herself, staring back into the mirror. Her dress was as though it was made out of this world, ready for the ball and yet patched together. Curupira most definitely had a gift for putting pieces together, she thought. "You can do this," she promised herself looking at the mirror. It was her truth, her understanding of her past. It was what she had done, what she shouldn't have done, what she had to do to change what was to come. Her truths, Katrine decided with a nod of her head as she palms pressed downward, the long dress fluttering downward. Her dress was a combination of purple and pink, a tribute to the darkness she had overcome. Avarisa had branded her childhood, even young adulthood. To the day, it had been one of her biggest challenges to overcome.

Lost in that thought for a moment, she had almost missed her communicator buzzing to life. Reaching for it, she'd recognized the code on it before switching it on, seeing her pupper in Curupira's arms, big smiles on both of them. "Mae!!" Larentia called out through the screen. Almost immediately, Katrine felt herself relax as she heard that little voice, her head tilting. "Hi, Ren. Isn't it almost time for your bedtime?" Katrine wondering, glancing at the golden eyes of the woman who would one day become her Mother. The little one glanced up at the adult holding her as if she wanted her to say it so she wouldn't get in trouble. "Oh, just this once, Katrine. She wanted to see her Mae perform," Curupira informed her. Katrine sighed, the sight of a very happy little girl disabling her from refusing. Larentia's routine was quite set in stone for the most part, but she understood how excited she'd been and probably wouldn't be able to sleep anyway. "Well, just this once, Ren," she agreed hearing the happy yay,yay,yay that followed, making her smile again.

"Good luck," Curupira offered once the happy screams had ended. There was something in the way she looked Katrine now that reminded the blonde of the way her own mother looked at her. The Dathomiri would probably never know just how much she needed that, especially when her nerves were eating at her like they were now. "Thank you. I should finish getting ready," she added anyway, blowing a kiss towards her little one before the conversation ended.

With the device dying out, Katrine kept staring at it for a few moments longer. "I finally see my once upon a time. This time," the Lupine whispered, engraving the memory of her little one in her mind, knowing full well it was what it came down to. Putting the device away, Katrine focused back on her hair and make-up, adding final touches to it. "For her," the future Queen promised.

 

[Luna Vega]

Singing.... dancing....

Above all else, an open bar. With one look to the 'tender, glacial eyes seemed to dance. The man nodded, noting her type, "A tab, I presume?" Luna swayed into the comfort of the stool, one leather wrapped leg over the other. She was as comfortable here as anywhere- this being the spacer's natural habitat; whatever bar, cantina.

After a moment of getting settled in, the lass spoke up, "Wren's, thanks."

While waiting, her ansy fingers swept under her eyes smudging the already smudged kohl liner. Vega made a low grunt and snorted, letting her hands fall upon the first tumbler of amber set just in front of her. Before she would bring the liquid past her lips, when the smokey scent drifted up her nostrils, the beryl-mopped customer noticed another at the bar.

"Ochhhh...wha'kinoh'maaan serves a lady that..." the words couldn't form and instead she pointed a wavering finger at the foul excuse of alcohol in Annasari 's hand. "I'll nooo hav'et."

Mik...indeed, the 'tender's name. His fair brown eyes widened a fraction before he began to remedy the situation. It was only then that she allowed the first splash of whiskey to be tasted.

Now for the entertainment.

 

[Bundori]

Bella

She hadn't found much to do, with well her sister off to who knew where it had Bundori with a small chance as a new group set up near their homeworld. Mommy Shinja, Mommy Dharma were always busy... so Bundori got to go out and explore as there was talk of a show... more then that some people were going to be singing and dancing and oh there would be cake. She had arrived and was in the line for snacks while looking at the screen and there was this togruta.... and it was settled where she was headed with the drinks and food as Bundori moved quickly finding the location in the big crowd. "Hey you there... hey you no not you... you." She said it moving and moved towards Bella with a smile on her face and spoke. "Woot empty seat." Taking the seat next to Bella with a grin that got wider she bowed ready for the show."

 

[HLS]

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"and cut." The camera man lowered the portable camera and started reviewing the footage. Holly turned away from the camera and took in the scene around her. Upstairs people were drinking and downstairs there was a song contest. It seemed like small time compared to some jobs she could be put on, but ever since the invasion she had lost her confidence.


"Make sure you get some shots of the crowed. We can run a loop if we get in a jam before we go live."

 

[Scherezade deWinter]

Annasari Junko Ike Bella Katrine Van-Derveld Luna Vega Bundori Holly Starstorm

Scherezade was woefully underdressed for the event, having opted to pick out tight leather pants and a top that showed her frontal assets just a smidge. She wasn't completely certain why she'd decided to come to the event, except that there were like three people that she knew that were going to be performing later that night.

She knew Junko Ike was there, having met the Atrisian twice before and now having a good lock on her scent, which was unique among the crowd of mostly sweaty Unknown Regionettes. She also knew Katrine Van-Derveld was there, getting ready to perform.

But Scherezade… she was here because Madalena had forced her. She didn't really want to drink the booze, and that sort of music wasn't her type of thing. But she was going to be drinking anyway.

Headed to the bar, the Sithling waved at Annasari and Luna Vega before hopping on a bar chair and motioning for them to join her. Her order? "Full fat cream, with ice cubes," she smiled sweetly.

As the song by Kanaraa ended, the lights dimmed, and two people walked up to the stage, followed by spot light.

"Good evening, Galaxy!" the two screamed together and raised their hands, calling up deafening cheering from the audience, "I am your host, Sigmund Halcyon," the man said, and was immediately followed by the woman, "And I am your host, Princess Benelovessa Sigmatura Banana Hammock!"

More cheering. The two walked forward.

"Tonight, is the first Galavision event!""And we are planning to do this every year," "so get comfortable," "and start saving up for your ticket for next year!" "You know, Princess Benelovessa Sigmatura Banana Hammock, when I told my agent I got this gig, he asked me, what is even the Galavision?" "Ohh! And what did you tell him?" the woman asked, wiggling her eyebrows for the camera, "It is very simple! Every planet, organization, Order, and group of people, have a chance to complete on a night like this, to win the best song!" "This year, we have only two participants - The Atrisian Commonwealth and the Agents of Chaos, so we will give them each the chance to perform a few songs." "When the performances are over, you people, in the crowd and at home, get to vote for what you preferred!" "And remember - you can't vote for a song by your own presentation!" "The audience at home and in the crowd will account for half of the votes - and the other half will be done by our professional team of judges!" the camera spanned over to where the judges were sitting. Some of them waved to the people. "We also have a lot of surprises ready in store, so stay tuned!"

A large clock was brought down to the stage, descending almost as though from the heavens.

"When this clock counts down from ten, we will begin the first ever - GALAVISION SONG CONTEST!" both of them cheered.

And the clock began to tick…

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Showtime!​

 

[Junko Ike]

Then the curtain was coming up and she could feel the first slivers of light assailing her vision... the crowd was almost invisible cast in dark shadows when all of the lights were on her and her hand maidens who moved with their scarves trailing behind them. A second thought that she would open her voice and nothing would come out passed in the barest nanosecond before her voice came out.
"Io" There is someone I should love; every person who has ever been hurt..." The lights shifted above was the Atrisian triple hollyhock with light pouring through it to create the illusion of a temple in the moonlight. She was standing there for a moment as the light came to rest on her and make the dress sparkle and shine for everyone to see.

"As I look around, everyone busily... hurries on by." She walked forward and leaned down towards her toes letting the flower crown glitter in the light... her hair with the small crystals glitter and cast lights around her in a dozen colors. "I noticed that this year, too, the signs of winter have... come so very soon." Slowly she rose up and the lighting technician was good... she could just barely make out the shapes of the people who were watching her as the first sounds of her handmaidens came from around. Hauntingly low at first but with a rising volume that was in unison.. something that they had practiced in ancient Atrisian. "Hail Shonagon, full of grace, Shonagon, full of grace, Shonagon, full of grace, Hail, Hail, Lord Chujo." Junko didn't spare a look at them.. they were good.. they were focused and determined.

"Again, somewhere on this world today... two people will meet and fall in love; the curtains are violently opened." She walked forward and switched sides while leaning down and casting more displays of her crown and hair. Se rose up as in front of her the handmaidens were weaving with vails flowing behind them in long lines that she could walk through down an aisle. "Even so, everything eventually, Someday, has an end. Again, somewhere on this world today.. two people split apart; the curtains are quietly dropped." Junko was able to take a breath as she stopped at the end of the walkway and looked out at the crowd being able to see them more clearly... this close the gleam of the light off of her gemstones cast the people in a dozen different colors.

"The Lord is with thee. Blessed art thou among women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Hail Shonagon!" Her voice came out as she was standing there and clasped her hand sto her chest looking up and out into the crowd. "Io" There is someone I should love... At times I feel very lonely... But my needs are all filled... by the person I should love." She let the words hang for a moment as the handmaidens were lining the walkways she was going to proceed down and the image in the back shifted from the triple hollyhock to a small common diamond that was like a precision searchlight going from gemstone to gemstone to cast light all around them. "Io" There is someone I should love. At times I bear very deep wounds. But my they are all healed... by the person I should love."

"Hail Shonagon, Mother of us all, Pray for us sinners, Pray, pray for us." The voices of her handmaidens took on an almost melancholy tone though while they were lingering it and their veils came up creating arches. while the light was casting shadows thick and heavy towards the back of the stage. It had been meant for a final part of the performance but Junko was starting to walk back as a small and careful slip allowed her lustrous long hair to cascade down her back. Ankle length and full of more beads in the back while it was still controlled on the sides not going over her ears but fanning out at the back of her neck. "Io" Everyone is crying. "Io" But I want to believe. "Io" So I'm praying now... that this is my final love. Beginnings come at random,. but endings always have a reason."

That had been the surprise though of the song and as she got towards the back of the stage the light showed Io... black dress and hair... her half vail over her eyes and a look of both surprise... mostly shock but the glittering gleam of streaks where tears had come down. Io had rescued her when her flyer crashed and " Pray, pray for us sinners, Now and at the hour of our death, The hour of our death / The hour of our death, The hour of our death / Hail Shonagon." The handmaidens were ready for anything as Junkos brought the hands she was clasping up and wrapped them around the woman. Weaving them around her back and holding her close as she breathed int he calming scent of jasmine and rain... the force kicking on a little when she started to levitate them up and up.

She could feel the tension she had been feeling drift away... the lights were on them and likely eyes but Junko only had the focus on one person who was pressing closer to her when she realized that they were hovering over the stage. She seemed almost fearful but Junko just held her close as the music faded and lights went off to let the curtain fall back. Rising up and up into the rafters with a smile on her face as the make up she had been wearing glowed lightly casting them in strange shadows... the visage of Io's single eye as it reflected with silver flecks in it. Junkos with jade and gold under the force enhanced glow. "That was a wonderful time." She had the wider smile on her face though as they were looking over the railing to the stage below.

 

[Scherezade deWinter]

Annasari Junko Ike Bella Katrine Van-Derveld Luna Vega Bundori Holly Starstorm

Taking her drink, Scherezade was about to say something more to Luna Vega and Annasari , which was when the Atrisian song started.

She looked at the stage, glowing green eyes growing wide.

Scherezade had been invited to Atrisia - twice. The first time was when she had been asked to help with a small situation that occurred there. She'd packed up the Agents and had gone to help, but it hadn't been enough. Atrisia had fallen, and was currently occupied by the Confederacy. She had promised she would one day set them free.

The second time was another one of Madalena's faults, when the woman had thought Scherezade should pose for a statue. So now there was a statue of her there.

So one could say she was aware of Atrisian aesthetics, at least more than most people that were in her immediate surroundings.

When Junko smiled, Scherezade jumped in her place, clapping her hands wildly and whistling. It had been a breathtaking performance, though she wasn't completely certain she'd actually understood it. But the aesthetics, the atmosphere… It had held her attention for those minutes.

And she wanted more.