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90 lines
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Upon returning to the PINK demense, you will see things have definitely changed. Where there was once a well crafted runway for the fashion show, there is now a professionally crafted boxing ring approximately 50 feet across, and several rows of chairs surrounding it on all sides. A large portion of those chairs are already filled with people, all excitedly chattering about the upcoming event.
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There are concession stands in the left & right halls selling popcorn, drinks, hot dogs, burgers, and every kind of snack food you can imagine, all ran and sponsored by local Diadem restaurants.
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"Welcome back, Kings of Kings." You see Caelum standing at a podium on a stepping stool, meeting you at eye level easily, but this time with his hood up and clipboard in hand.
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*WHAT IS ALL THIS*
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"Miranda promised a show, and she does not skimp on the chance to show off. Ever." His delivery is a bit flat at that one, like he's said it a million times before.
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*WHERE IS SHE*
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"Miranda is in the craft room, preparing her outfit for the night. Just go around the back of the audience, second door on the left. But uh... be careful, some of these fans are looking for you guys. And they want more than autographs."
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(STEALTH ROLL)
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As you walk by, several audience members spot you, and excitedly jump out of their chairs to rush you and beg for autographs or souvenirs.
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(Low Roll player(s)) unfortunately couldn't sneak by quickly or quiet enough and get grabbed, but
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(High Roll player(s)) are able to stay juuust out of sight enough to get to her room without being jumped.
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Once you reach the craft room, you see the door is partly open. Inside is indeed Miranda, as well as ten different spools of thread hovering in the air and several patches of fabric, all faintly glowing pink.
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Miranda is standing in the middle of it all, wearing a black denim crafting apron, and based on what you can see, not much else underneath. She waves her hand and fingers around, causing the pieces to come together and the threads to weave between them, creating a brand new corset right before your eyes in a matter of moments.
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"You can come in if you like, I promise not to bite~ This time~"
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*IF THEY ASK HOW SHE KNEW THEY WERE THERE*
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She laughs a sultry laugh and puts the remaining pieces on a nearby table, folding the top and placing it on a clothing rack with an identical set of boots and pants. "I am an entity of space magic. Not just the magic of outer space, but physicality as a concept. Knowing where people, places, and things are is my bread and butter. Speaking of..."
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She raises a hand toward the door and opens a magic window, showing your teammates currently being borderline assaulted by ravenous fans. "I recommend you grab them and pull them to safety, before they get hurt... that's my job~"
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*PULL THEM THROUGH*
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The magic gateway closes, and your teammates' clothing is in shreds. Miranda tsks a few times. "Well that won't do..."
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She waves both hands in the air this time, a series of fabric patches and spools of thread hovering overhead again, and they all lurch forward into the their clothes, stitching up every piece good as new in a matter of moments. "Presentable~ Although we REALLY need to talk about getting you some new outfits sometime."
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"I certainly hope you're all ready, we have quite an audience out there~ I made sure to sell this as an event for the ages~"
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*IF YES*
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You hear a knock at the door to the craft room. "Come on in, join the party~"
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Caelum steps inside and shuts the door behind him, walking up to Miranda. She happily ruffles his hair. "I assume it's time?"
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He squirms and makes cute huffy little noises before nodding. "Yes Mom."
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"Lead our guests outside and introduce them first. I need a minute to change." Caelum nods again and leads your group outside quietly. He asks you all to wait here in the shadows by the door so you don't get attacked again, as he heads for the stage first.
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In only those few minutes, almost all the seats have completely filled. You spot several familiar faces in the audience, including King Akarui, several members of the Thunder Force, and even Striker. Although HE just seems to be taking bets.
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Caelum walks out onto the stage, microphone in hand and hoodie pulled back. "Ahem... LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, I GIVE YOU TODAY'S MAIN EVENT, A REGALIA CHALLENGE BETWEEN MADAM MIRANDA AND THE KINGS OF KIIIIINGS!"
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The audience immediately starts roaring with applause. "FIRST IS TONIGHT'S CHALLENGERS!"
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He will then give a slightly corny introduction for anyone participating in this event, and let each one step up on the arena one behind the other.
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Once everyone is introduced, he will guide them to a far corner to make room. "AND NOW FOR THE CHAMPION YOU HAVE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR! THE FASIONISTA QUEEN OF DIADEM, THE STELLAR MAGE AND MISTRESS OF THE SATELLITE DEMENSE, MADAM MIRANDA BAARAH!!!"
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From the distant corner of the room, a spotlight shines down and an explosion of bright pink smoke and confetti erupts. A pair of wings bursts from within it and blasts it all away, revealing Miranda from within.
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She struts forward in a black leather outfit comprised of a halter top, tight miniskirt, and knee length boots, ending in three inch black stilettos. Her lips and nails are painted black, her neck carries a thin black collar you can barely see under the plumage, her forearms are covered by black bracers, and her right hip carries a whip on a buckle holster.
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She makes her descent down the pathway, wings spread wide, and everyone starts losing their goddman minds. Even Striker is reaching out toward her with a photo and a marker, asking for an autograph, which she gladly signs AND punctuates with a lipstick stained kiss. And she does so several times for several others before she makes it to the stage.
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Once she is finally done SLOWLY climbing the ropes, Caelum hands off the mic to her and pulls up his hoodie, trotting off stage quickly. "Thank you all for coming out tonight! It's been ten long years since the last time my Regalia was put on the line, so we're gonna make this a spectacle you will all remember forever!"
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Everyone cheers in excitement as she steps toward your group, pitching the micophone over her shoulder and pulling her whip off the clasp, striking the open ground between you both. "Let's give these people a show!"
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AFTER THE FIGHT
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*IF THEY LOSE*
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Miranda will proudly raise a fist in the air as the audience cheers their hearts out. Her outfit is in tatters and she's covered in bruises, but you hear Caelum over the mic stating "AND THE WINNER BY KNOCKOUT IS MADAM MIRANDAAA!!!"
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Caelum tosses her the microphone, which she catches as she approaches your group. "Kings of Kings, I thank you for giving this event everything you had! This was a fantastic show, and even though you did not win..."
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She pauses to increase her volume, "you impressed each and every one of these people who came out tonight!" And just to prove the point, everyone starts cheering hysterically.
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"I extend an open invitation to The Kings of Kings to rematch me! Any day, any time, name it and we can do this all over again!"
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The idea of another chance to watch this kind of spectacle excites the audience all over again. She tosses the microphone to Caelum again and steps off stage, doing her whole walk up routine in reverse.
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*IF THEY WIN*
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Miranda collapsess back onto the stage, arms over her head and wings sprawled beneath her. The entire audience goes completely silent, many people staring in sheer disbelief, eyes wide and jaws hanging.
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Caelum will run out and give her a concerned look, and sees she is okay, just VERY badly nbanged up. Caelum looks out to the audience and states as loudly as he can into the mic, "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WE HAVE A NEW CHAMPION, THE KINGS OF KIIIIINGS!!!"
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It takes a moment before the disbelief wears off, but everyone starts screaming and applauding, and you can hear comments in the audience of that being a fantastic show and they were insanely impressed. Miranda sits up slowly with Caelum's help, spits out a gob of blood to the side, and smiles wide at your group. Caelum holds a mic down to her mouth for her.
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"Well done, Kings of Kings. You brought everything you had and it paid off magnificently. You have more than earned my Regalia, the Star Scourge. Take it with my blessing!" She extends an arm with the whip she used in battle toward your group.
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She stands up with Caelum's aid and grabs the microphone. "Thank you everyone for coming out and making this show just as special to me as I hope it was for you! Drive Safely and Good Night!!!"
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She drops the mic on the stage and shakily walks away with Caelum's help, leaving you all to your adoring audience, all of whom now want your autographs and to interview you. But unlike last time, they aren't trying to rip you apart. Yet.
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