Naruta Choice Awards Year 3
Sept 17, 2008 23:09:28 GMT -5
Post by Kender Bard on Sept 17, 2008 23:09:28 GMT -5
As the auditorium known as the OOC Talk fills with players and characters alike, the lights on the stage dim faintly.
This year, the Forces arrive in pairs. Efil and Taed arrive first; music strikes up and lights illuminate Efil floating down, almost hovering, her wings moving in slow flaps that kick up a breeze throughout the auditorium. From the floor, Taed floats upwards as a spectre of himself, reaching up and clasping Efil's hands. The two land level to the floor, side by side, and bow - splitting off to opposite sides of the stage.
Next comes Worg from the right wings, in a running leap like a hunter on the trail of his quarry. Thuoth strolls easily from the left wing, a large book in hand as he stares intently at it. At the last second before collision, he extends his hand and Worg snatches it - the two spin around once before letting go, taking their prospective positions. Thuoth looks a little irritated as his bookmark falls from its place.
Finally, a great sphere of crackling energy appears in the center of the stage - a blue starry field wars with coalescing, rainbow-hued black tendrils, the two melding in a swirl a moment before separating and forming into Etaf and Soahc respectively. Taking one another's hand, they bow deeply before letting go. Both remain in center stage. Soahc winks and blows a kiss to random girls in the audience.
"Welcome, one and all, to the third annual Naruta Choice Awards!" Etaf greets. "We are all very happy to see you here and what an interesting year it's been! Let's kick things off with the traditional 'Greatest Force' award."
"Indeed, before we all die of suspense," Taed comments dryly.
Etaf holds out her hands and summons the award to herself. "The nominees this year were Worg!"
Worg grins and spins her spear about once before slamming the butt against the ground.
"Thuoth!"
Thouth looks up over the rim of his glasses, smiles briefly, then flicks his gaze back down to his tome.
"Love!"
While no entity manifests, there's a faint stirring of goodwill and warm happiness in the hearts of all assembled.
"Soahc!"
Soahc flexes his bicep and chuckles, "Of course they love me - I love me too!"
"And the previous champion, myself," Etaf concludes with a dazzling grin. "And the winner is... Soahc!"
With a whoop of glee, Soahc practically bowls over Etaf and grabs the award, holding it aloft. "I want to start by thanking my parents. Why don't you ever call? And of course I thank myself because I couldn't have done it without me. And my fans too, I suppose. Every celebrity needs his cheerleaders."
This year, the Forces arrive in pairs. Efil and Taed arrive first; music strikes up and lights illuminate Efil floating down, almost hovering, her wings moving in slow flaps that kick up a breeze throughout the auditorium. From the floor, Taed floats upwards as a spectre of himself, reaching up and clasping Efil's hands. The two land level to the floor, side by side, and bow - splitting off to opposite sides of the stage.
Next comes Worg from the right wings, in a running leap like a hunter on the trail of his quarry. Thuoth strolls easily from the left wing, a large book in hand as he stares intently at it. At the last second before collision, he extends his hand and Worg snatches it - the two spin around once before letting go, taking their prospective positions. Thuoth looks a little irritated as his bookmark falls from its place.
Finally, a great sphere of crackling energy appears in the center of the stage - a blue starry field wars with coalescing, rainbow-hued black tendrils, the two melding in a swirl a moment before separating and forming into Etaf and Soahc respectively. Taking one another's hand, they bow deeply before letting go. Both remain in center stage. Soahc winks and blows a kiss to random girls in the audience.
"Welcome, one and all, to the third annual Naruta Choice Awards!" Etaf greets. "We are all very happy to see you here and what an interesting year it's been! Let's kick things off with the traditional 'Greatest Force' award."
"Indeed, before we all die of suspense," Taed comments dryly.
Etaf holds out her hands and summons the award to herself. "The nominees this year were Worg!"
Worg grins and spins her spear about once before slamming the butt against the ground.
"Thuoth!"
Thouth looks up over the rim of his glasses, smiles briefly, then flicks his gaze back down to his tome.
"Love!"
While no entity manifests, there's a faint stirring of goodwill and warm happiness in the hearts of all assembled.
"Soahc!"
Soahc flexes his bicep and chuckles, "Of course they love me - I love me too!"
"And the previous champion, myself," Etaf concludes with a dazzling grin. "And the winner is... Soahc!"
With a whoop of glee, Soahc practically bowls over Etaf and grabs the award, holding it aloft. "I want to start by thanking my parents. Why don't you ever call? And of course I thank myself because I couldn't have done it without me. And my fans too, I suppose. Every celebrity needs his cheerleaders."