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Well using the trees as part of her performance wasn't as bad, but she was sure she looked silly. Gog. How embarrassing! Okay, she managed to look decent pulling that stunt. The sea dweller pulled back her hair and shook the snow off her head. Tonight she was prepared to look good. Thought the ramp...


The highblood wasn't entirely prepared for the next challenge, keeping in mind that she needed to use her senses to the max if she wanted to win this thing yet, up in mid air? That would be complicated for her. She strapped her gear ever tighter, actually having a hard time breathing. But whatever.Polair prepared herself before being pushed down the slope again. She was anxious as she calculated the possible angle she would take and the time it'd take her to do whatever on the air.

Not letting go of anything, the sea dweller made a sick flip, feeling actually surprised of her abilities. What a lucky night.

The structure was worn from the day hours and tourist walks, but nothing that wasn't manageable. Or so she thought.

Ice and snow was proving to be a very different and not so easy material to work with, the icy foundation that should have been solid and stable crumbling in bits and pieces just as quickly as Tsarzi could compact and shore things up. The lack o f progress was irritating, but mitigated at least a little that the fort wasn't worse at least.

Hivestuck

My name is: Cerpin Sugall
My team is: Purple
My talent category is: Song
My choice is: D

Current Score: 5

"Haha, just try and keep up, Vee!" Cerpin grinned as the redblood squawked at him in irritation. He was loving this and he continued the teasing as they made their way further through the snow. Skiing was fun and he was loving the athletic workout it was giving him. Maybe snow and cold wasn't so bad after all. He still preferred the heat of the desert though. That would never change.

"Ramps! There's ramps up ahead! WOooooooOOOOO!" The purpleblood let out a whoop of excitement and squatted down to try and make himself smaller to build up some speed. He was going to try and get as much air to get as high up as possible! He could only imagine the high he'd feel soaring above everyone like that! Of course, he could probably cheat and use his powers to lessen his gravitational pull to the planet but... he wanted to see how far he'd get playing fair this time.

"I'm the world's greatesttttt!" He called out loudly, launching into song as he grew closer to the ramps.

Doutei

Hemera could only hope that her on-the-fly decision was a good one for her performance. Personally, it worked out well for her well-being and sense of navigating in real time. She felt like a capable leader and soldier. Dancer, however? Dear god, the tealblood had no idea. She made the most of it when she could. Dancing around the trees, through the trees, and on. She made it to the bottom of the hill, panting. When she looked at the scoring...well, of course her eyes widened. She had no idea that her maneuvers went over so well! Perhaps there was hope for her after all. Huh. With a smile, she officially looked forward to her next run.

The next night arrived, as they all did eventually. Mera made her way up to the top, feeling refreshed. And, now, prepared for changes to the route. She started her ski down the slopes, choreographed and vigilant at the same time.

The ramps didn't stumble her when they came up. Her stomach fell a little, sure, but a ramp couldn't be any worse than anything she had fallen through during real missions. Chittentown tower, the mansion... At this point, having the choice to jump was a piece of cake.

But what to do for it? Well, a lot of dancing involved posing. She decided to take advantage of that every time she was in the air.

Ha ha! Someone on the judging panel knew what's up! And the crowd, too. Guouli ******** those trees up real good with his knives, and he deserved every point he got for his efforts. They could appreciate a pro's handiwork. Finally, people worth performing for. Besides just for himself, since usually people didn't care or didn't get it. Hopefully tonight there'd be more like that. He loved showing off his best talents. He sharpened his knives up real, real good. Just in case.

Guouli slipped and slid down the mountain, looking for his next stabbing opportunity. Instead, he got a ramp. Disappointing for a moment, but soon he could see the opportunity, here. Obviously he couldn't stab the ramp. But he could still have some dumb, risky fun. He could be cool. Absolute badass. Show his best self.

He was going to get some sweet, sweet combo scores. All his nights playing dumb simulators were about to pay off.

Guouli personally hadn't done much skiing before, or snowboarding, or anything near a flip. But now was the night to try. Maybe he could do something cool with his knives as he did. Who knew! But no matter what, it was gonna be sick.

Wow! Somehow, his ice hive had stayed together, even with all the trolls touring the homes! After observing for a moment, he realized it was because the icy moat was preventing the masses from getting close to his hive. Thankfully, he had just the right solve for the problem! He could make a cute little tongue bridge, so people could cross over!

That worked out great, because even if he wanted to make his moat bigger, it made sense for a frog to have a long tongue! Sonnie nodded to himself, building up the snow with his mittens. As long as he had a flexible design, he was sure he could make something lovely!