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Night Tournament Closing Ceremony
This is it, the finale of the Night Tournament! The 16 competitors have battled it out across three different events, and tonight they will receive their ultimate reward. The closing ceremony is taking place at the Redbright Institute and the President himself will be in attendance to crown the champions.
The ceremony takes place from 9pm-midnight Saturday 26th August. Guests must have purchased a ticket in order to attend the event, unless of course you are one of the competitors or someone involved in organising the tournament. As well as President Cesare Borgia, the other members of the Night Council are also present, along with the event hosts and organisers Sylvia Redbright and Alexandrie Belrose.
Rules of entry
• No weapons. Any weapons or objects that could be used as weapons will be confiscated.
• No drugs or alcohol except that provided at the event. Don't try to sneak any in.
• No violence.
There is security present on the grounds during the event. The school itself is shut. (In fact, if your character is a member of the Redbright Institute, you could have them acting as security if you want.) They will respond to and put a stop to any trouble.
Order of events
Just like the opening ceremony, the entirety of tonight's closing ceremony takes place outside in the grounds, namely the football field. This time around, there is a single large stage and only limited seating around the edge of the field. The large bulk of the crowd will be standing in front of the stage. A number of stewards (student volunteers) will check tickets and direct guests over to the right place. They are also selling a variety of drinks and snacks to cater for all supernatural tastes.
9pm-9.30pm: Redbright Choir
Led by the Head of Music Ms Sandra Ng, the Redbright Choir is comprised of a variety of students representing all supernatural beings coming together to sing in harmony. They are accompanied by a live band on stage.
9.30-10.15pm: Champions Ceremony
On stage are the event organisers Sylvia Redbright, Alexandrie Belrose and Yasmine Merad, along with President Cesare Borgia of the Night Council. One by one the 16 competitors step on to the stage and are applauded by the crowd. Sylvia makes a speech congratulating the competitors. Then the individual champions are called forth to receive handshakes from the event organisers and be presented with their prize by the President. The prizes are presented in the following order:
Cole, Ghost Champion
Roddy Geiger, Shapeshifter Champion
Desmond Miles, Witch Champion
Lancelot, Meta Human Champion
Fun Ghoul, Werewolf Champion
Evie Frye, Vampire Champion
Eames, Night Champion
All the competitors except Eames receive a silver crown and a cheque for £1,000. Eames receives a golden crown, a cheque for £10,000 and a magic scroll which will grant him a special ability.
10.15pm-midnight: Light up the Night Concert
For the rest of the event, it's time to dance all night. Some of London's most famous (and least famous) supernatural bands, including Hester and the Spookycats, NSunk, My Faevourite Things, The Tinker Belles, Werehouse 13, Panic! At The Coven, The Bearwolves and Backstreet Wizards are performing amidst a starry night backdrop and a laser show. (It's hard to tell what's magic and what's technology – maybe it's both?) The music is loud, the drinks are free-flowing and the crowd are here to party. Want to let loose? Go wild.
[OOC: Please see the information post for more details on this event and to ask any questions!]
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It's wonderful, she thinks, to see the community come together like this. She's happily applauded for all of the champions, competitors, and of course, screamed with pride when Fun Ghoul was crowned the wolf champion. She'll track him down later tonight, perhaps after a dance or two.
And yes, she will be dancing. Drink in her hand now that she can finally drink Not Wine, she'll be shaking her groove thing for a bit. It's been a long time since she's attended something like this. Maybe she should make it a habit.
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Honestly, Evie's miffed she's in second place. But Eames is a good competitor, and she maintains that if he hadn't gotten lucky during their fight, she would have won. Still, the showing was good, and she had plans to ask Eames for a rematch one day. Just for fun.
Mostly so she can prove herself totally badass, still.
All the same, it's exciting to be the Vampire Champion, and after the ceremony, Evie's happy to celebrate. Drinks and dancing, nothing fancy, just fun. This was her sort of party.
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"Congratulations," he says to Evie, approaching her in human form: a strikingly pale man with white hair and a pure white suit. There's zero enthusiasm in his tone.
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"And to you as well," she says, nodding at him. "Shapeshifting really does come in handy." She smiles. She was willing to accept second place for a stunt like that.
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When the bands take the stage, Nancy's happy to get drunk and dance with anyone who's willing. If she's not dancing, she's mingling on the outskirts, talking to her friends and congratulating the champions she knows personally.
Honestly, she'll wind up being a shoulder for Lydia to cry on by the end of the night, she's quite sure.
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He's not sure how this will go, but it's worth a shot. Even if he did come much later in the evening.
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Or, well, maybe now she'd take just punching him in his face. "Yeah- why wouldn't I be?" It's just vaguely accusatory.
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Whenever he sees someone he knows he greets them with a smile and somewhere between a friendly pat on the arm and a hug depending on how familiar he is with them.
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"I'm having fun," he explains with a shrug.
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"Just an old fashioned," he says, gesturing to the bartender. "This guy makes them pretty well."
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"Not yet," he says. "I think the celebratory booze might be on you with all that prize money."
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Roddy can be seen mingling and snacking throughout the night, and dancing along with the music once the concert began.
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"I suppose congratulations are in order."
He definitely wouldn't have bet on Roddy to beat out the bear.
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By the time it's over, Ghoul is practically buzzing in place. He's ready to be off the stage and in the crowd, where he hopefully won't have to shake any more hands. Christ almighty.
The line shuffling down the steps is too slow for his tastes. Ghoul plucks the shiny crown off his head, looping an arm through it and letting it rest in the crook of his elbow. With his crown-purse safely tucked against his side, he hops right off the edge of the stage, landing steady enough to stroll in to the audience without hesitation. There he goes, off to do everything that can be expected from a foolish pup.
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Wednesday's knack of just appearing is... handy. Though to be fair, she didn't just appear, she had been around and spotted Ghoul so decided to go over and speak to him. Logic, it makes sense.
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"How come you didn't sign up?"
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He is extremely put off that he didn't win anything during the tournament — and to add insult to injury, not only did he very pointedly did not win, but the rude mutt did.
He eyes Ghoul with scathing distaste as he pulls the crown off his head and shuffles off the stage. He then maneuvers his way beside Ghoul and when he talks, his tone biting and stiff: "The least you could do is honor your title and keep the crown on."
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He does consider throwing the crown away, but thinks better of it, wearing it through the night with a smile. Though a new ability and ten grand are vastly preferable.
With the concert, it's easier to relax. Eames dances with anyone who wants to and is seldom seen without a drink in his hand; if ever his glass is empty, he's probably about to get a new one. It's not enough to make him embarrass himself, Eames certainly hasn't let his guard down any, but at the very least he seems to be having some fun.
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"Congratulations! I knew you could do it! I'm so proud of you!" She grins at him, unaware what she's doing to him with his new found powers.
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