Chiara grinned at the stuttering Zariah. "Well... Chleio" Chiara said, drawing out his fake name. "That just means you have to come back tomorrow. Im sure you can show me more than that." Chiara bit the end of her pen at the orangeblood and scribbled on her clipboard.
Chiara looked at the half dressed redblood with pity. "Oooh, don't give up, big guy." She said in one of the kindest voices she had. "You know what they say, this will only make you stronger. And will all that you've been doing, just think how much stronger you will become." The blueblood,
Chiara grinned as Arniva came up to the stage. "Hey girl!! Glad you could make it! That gorilla of yours keeping you locked up in a cage?! Your busting those moves like you haven't been outside in a sweep." Chiara giggled as she watched probably the only other blueblood she though deserved the color, and pretended not to see her fall on her face.
Chiara laughed louder this time as Sascha got the howling beast again"Oh Sascha, you found me out!" Chiara tried to say through her laughter. The blueblood's eyes were tearing up as she watched the grumpy yellowblood huff around. Of course the boy got a star next to his name as he showed his moves. It was kinda a shame he kept getting bad music, he would probably do really well with the right song.
Chiara wiped the tears from her eyes and watched the next yellowblood in line show her stuff. The blueblood's eyes lit up as the troll revealed her wings and costume. It was really something. Chiara nodded and clapped when the troll finished. She was certainly going somewhere when she got older.
To finish off the night the orangeblood that Chiara was still not too sure about came to try her hand. It blew Chiara away, the moves, grace and excellent skills this orangeblood had. Was she just trying to look clumsy earlier? Well either way, when the orangeblood finished Chiara stood up and clapped. "Heeey!" She said, waving the troll over. "Here is my card. You should really call me. I can help make you a star. Also, are u busy the last two days of the festival?" The blueblood said, bringing up the dance competition.
It's Time to Da-Da-Da-DANCE!! Troll Competing:Zariah Rutace Chleio Homeer Total Points: -5 (stahp)
He needed to stop. It was only getting worse. The harder he tried to impress Chaira the worse he got with it. The burnt orange hue overtook his face as he fumbled his way through yet another routine...he couldn't even muster an excuse for such a pathetic scene! Ugh....he just wanted to impress her ONCE....but he really wasn't cut out for dancing. He trudged his way away from the stage in shame, quickly wiping a bit of blood from a rather hard tumble off his sniff node. He was pretty sure he'd long since passed the cute and endearingly clumsy stage and moved straight on to the just plain embarassing to be seen with stage. Zariah couldn't help but worry just how much longer she would want to be seen with someone so....clumsy.
Even Zariah's escape from the stage was a sad sight, stumbling off on nervous jelly-like legs. Perhaps it was time for him to just stop and merely watch the other performances. He was sure there had been some rather impressive ones..but he'd been too embarassed by his own terribly oafish moves to pay any attention.....aside from noticing that Chiara was plenty interested in the more talented trolls. He couldn't say he was surprised.....though perhaps....disappointed.
It's Time to Da-Da-Da-DANCE!! Troll Competing: Opimus Fellah Total Points: +3
The last few nights had not turned out well for Fellah when it came to dance battles. Just as he thought he got one aspect of it, everything else would whack him in the face (sometimes quite literally). He was pretty unsure whether or not he'd do any better tonight, but he was willing to give it a shot. Concentrating on everything he'd learned so far, Fellah started off spectacularly! The music was great, he didn't miss a beat, he was even able to put that dummy in its place. But just at the end of his performance, "I-I did it-" FWUMP. Fellah landed flat on his face. He came so close too.
Sascha almost lost his rhythm when the song of the night wasn't Howling Cats' debut single, "Acoustic Tetanus." He'd almost come up with a proper routine for it. On the bright side, the song it had been replaced with was incredibly catchy and Sascha caught onto it quickly. He'd almost forgotten what good music sounded like.
However what the sound of angry cats was good for was scaring off rodents. Squirrels seemed to be as attracted to sick bass drops as they were chestnuts. Sascha hopscotched over the squirrel and back as it ran between his legs. Annoyed, Sascha tried to kick it off the stage but missed, resulting in what looked like a weak attempt at hitting the dummy in front of them.
If Sascha had learned anything from his participation in this booth, though, it was how to roll with the figurative punches. (The literal punches was more ASSJACKED's territory.) Sascha rolled his leg around and performed a symmetrical move with his other side to add legitimacy to the move. Sensing the song coming to a close, (as opposed to the yowling cats which ended abruptly with what was probably one of the "singers" mauling the sound equipment,) Sascha slowed his moves in time with the music. Then, with perfect timing, Sascha hopped forward and performed a handspring, landing it successfully. Even Sascha seemed surprised by the whole turn of events.
It's Time to Da-Da-Da-DANCE!! Troll Competing: Cerpin Sugall (disguised as Mickey Yensid) Total Points: ??
Whatever he had been planning to do, Cerpin certainly did not accomplish it.
"Haha, you call that a dance? ******** watch this!" After watching a couple of other dancers jump on stage and do their thing, one of yesterday's higher scores began to brag. He hopped onto the stage and motioned for someone to hit the spotlights and frame him in a glorious beam.
Instead, one of booth's banners wobbled, fell on his head and knocked him clean out. A huge bump began to swell up at the site of the impact. A drone came by to take him away for first aid to help with his big head.
It's Time to Da-Da-Da-DANCE!! Troll Competing: Tevini Euruft (disguised as Doradi Xplora) Total Points: -1
She could've sworn she'd just seen Cerpin come this way but now he was gone! Perhaps he was just barely out of sight. Squinting, Tevini stepped onto the dance floor without thinking because honestly the music right now sucked so bad it didn't even register. As she walked, a squirrel jumped out of nowhere (******** YOU SHELLY) and she stumbled backwards and fell straight into the training dummy, knocking it pretty hard! It looked like some sort of backwards body slam that would've been cool if she'd meant to do it! Wincing, she tried to steady herself and ended up falling and cracking her head on the thing, knocking herself out.
"Medic-" She didn't know it but she'd end up finding Cerpin when she woke up at the medic tent...
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It's Time to Da-Da-Da-DANCE!! Troll Competing: Arniva Madcap Total Points: +4
Arniva skidded to a stop at the dance both. Chiara! THIS time she wouldn't fall on her face. She had to impress her! She waited for the music to come on, then pushed her way to the center stage, strutting her groove thing. The song was PERFECT. It was one she loved, and had no trouble dancing in tune to the beat to... or, at least she had hoped. She started to notice she wasn't QUITE dancing to the beat as she had hoped, but continued on stubbornly to the tune in her head. She even began to to miss the dummy entirely, even if she was looking good doing it. Towards the end of the dance she smacked the dummy decently, causing her to place a shitty grin on her face.
:HA! I did. Better. Than yesterday. YEEEES. In Your FACE, dancing dummy!"
She ran around in a circle, quite pleased with herself.. ignoring the fact she pretty much had no sense of what a beat and dancing to it meant as seen by the start of that song. She smacked the dummy just one last time after the song ended, and jumped off stage to go look at the prizes. She didn't quite.. seem to have enough to EARN a prize.. but she wanted a bobblehead of Chiara. She was SO cool now, and bigger than her.. even if she hated to admit it.
"Hey, HEY. Can I BUY a bobblehead of your blue face, eh?" She put on an innocent smile, and looked up to the blueblood.
It's Time to Da-Da-Da-DANCE!! Troll Competing: Lutrin Weesil Total Points: 2 + 0 + 1 - 1 = 2
Lutrin danced. Lutrin danced her little soul out. Lutrin danced so hard the universe got up and danced with her. Yet still that was not good enough for Chiara.
Teary eyed, Lutrin fled the booth to return to the comfort of her snails.
It was without fail, that Zariah was. Chiara watched the teen flail around and if he didn't hurt himself physically his ego probably was. Chiara picked up a bobblehead doll of herself and walked over to the panting orangeblood. "Consolation prize!" She said and passed it over to him. "Also!" The blueblood gave him a pamphlet titled "Walking for Dummies". "Im thinking you could use some lessons, but lets start basic, hum? Call me, we will schedule a lesson on standing upright and walking." The blueblood said, an enormous grin on her face.
Chiara went to go help Fellah to his feat. "You did it!" She shouted as she slapped him on the back. "Talk about progress, huh?! At this rate, if you come back every day for the next several sweeps im really gonna turn you into a star!" Chiara said, she could see the money he would make them both.
Chiara stared open mouthed at Sascha. He actually did it. The yellowblood actually could dance. Chiara kinda figured he could as he was doing fairly well even to all the yowling cat-beast noise, but to actually see it was something else. Chiara whispered to herself, and stood up to shake Sascha's hand. "I knew you had it in you!! You know what this means, right?!" Chiara grinned, pulling out a card. "Your going to enter the showdown at the end of bloodfest!"
Chiara kinda looked oddly at the troll as he moved around. This was the troll she was letting enter the dance showdown at the end of bloodfest? There was going to be an audience... Well, if worst came to worst, he would be a good comedy act.
The next troll looked vaguely familiar. Chiara squinted as the purpleblood troll lay on the ground moaning. She swore she had heard a kid moan like that somewhere... It reminded her of the war on the rebels at the swamp... but the troll her and Adamaz had "let go" was surly dead by now. No one could live in that terrible place. Chiara shook her head and called for someone to drag the body away. (Sry Tevini)
Arniva was back at it. Chiara was pretty impressed. No wonder this kid did circus acts and juggling in her spare time, she could work it. "Hummm..." Chiara mused to the blueblood's question. "No, absolutely not" Chiara said, then broke into a grin. There was no way she could charge the only other decent blueblood in all of Alternia. "You can have one. Whatdya want? A Zindel or a Me?"
Chiara squinted at Lutrin. Once the brownblood finished her act the blueblood boobed Lutrin on the nose with her pen.
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Zariah's face broke an eased smile when she handed him the bobblehead, looking fondly at it a moment."Th-thanks..." he demurred, only to snap out a moment later when he saw the pamphlet. The look that crossed his face was far too reminiscent of when they'd first met in the swamp, his hands tightening on the doll as he looked about ready to shove her over for another wrestling match. He instead slammed the doll back on the judging table.
"I appreciate your c-concerns," he hissed. "Xio, mentioned something about a tea booth, I believe I'll go look into that. It is likely to be more my pace, if not the activities then surely the company." He spoke in a lower voice, the stutter replaced by an almost icy calm. "I'm sure I will be seeing you again in the bobcurling. I'll be partnering with my sister, good luck with your....partner," he almost sneered the words, knowing just how much mentions of his twin irked her. He spun away from her at that, leaving the bobblehead discarded on the table with the blueblood.
Keionx didn't know what had happened between Chiara and her brother, but she had seen the emotions he tried to hide, and had pieced things together from rumors. She knew enough. Her brother was upset, and it was this horrible b***h's fault. She stormed into Chiara's booth, glowering at the stage with barely supressed wrath.
She would have liked nothing more than to pound the curly horned blueblood into the ground, to show her the wrath of a true hero, but Keionx knew that, as Xionek, she could not. She had to keep Xionek's reputation clean, and beating the tar out of bluebloods would not help that. Keionx knew that. Keionx wasn't stupid whatever some people might think.
She dug her fingers into her gloved palms to remind herself that she could not, could not, COULD NOT, attack Chiara. Finally, wrath harnessed, she turned around with a huff and a flourish and stepped onto the stage. "Play it." she growled.
She couldn't hit Chiara... dance would have to do.
The music began and... What was this? Was this... some kind of taunt? It was Keionx's favorite song, an old heros ballad her lusus had sung her many times on lonely mountains, long before she had even met Zariah. Long before so many things... For a moment she was stunned, overcome with emotion, and then she began to move. She danced from the heart, trying to achieve a move she had seen Odette do once, something graceful and slow and sad. She didn't quite manage it, but she was okay.
She bit her lip to hold back tears – it wasn't her lusus's voice singing it, it wasn't anything. Just a song. Just something. She leapt at a particularly active part of the dance and smacked the dummy, using the momentum of her attack to swirl her cloak about her and, finally, bow.
Keionx took a moment to catch her breath and put her emotions in check before seeking out Chiara. ”You” she snarled, advancing on the blueblood. Tears glittered at the corners of her eyes and darkened the scarf she wore, ”What did you do?!”
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It's Time to Da-Da-Da-DANCE!! Troll Competing: Arniva Madcap Total Points: 6, 2, 6, 4 (6 + 1 for rp count = 7!)
Arniva tapped her foot at Chiara, smirking. "What, you think I want something other than YOU? Gimmie!" She reached her hands out for the bluebloods bobblehead, excitedly. She didn't realize how much she had missed her from the dinner date they had, even if it started out saucy for her. (Spaghetti sauce is hard to get out of a dress, man) Maybe... maybe she could ask the now taller troll for another dinner date, if she had the time after Bloodfest? She wasn't quite sure if she should even bother someone so cool. But pizza!
------ Dance time! (Next day)
Arniva approached the stage, taking the time to stretch before the music started. This was it, this was going to be EVEN BETTER than yesterday. She jumped up to the stage, waiting for the song to start. When it did start.. just.. oh my god. It was PERFECT. It was the most mirthful song Arniva knew. It was ******** perfect. She shook her butt the best that she could, even if it wasn't the best of moves.. she looked good. When it came time to hit the dummy, she smacked the living HELL out of it, leaving that dummy some marks to remember her by. She never fell once.. she didn't even stumble after her big dance move finale!
She jumped off the stage, still PUMPED and ready to dance. She shook her butt all the way to the prizes, ready to grab herself a kickass sticker.
Chiara grinned at the stuttering Zariah. "Well... Chleio" Chiara said, drawing out his fake name. "That just means you have to come back tomorrow. Im sure you can show me more than that." Chiara bit the end of her pen at the orangeblood and scribbled on her clipboard. 
