[OPEN LOG] Siren's Port Spring Aerial Races!

[thepull_mods]

Who: OPEN for race competitors & spectators!
When: Sunday, April 15th, all day
Where: Sector 5 Fairgrounds, In the Air, or anywhere around the city you'd like to watch!
Summary: A flying race! Ready your wings, and on your mark, get set...
Warnings: Foul Play? Foul Language? Please note in subject lines!


Schedule of Events:
Fairgrounds Open 8:30 am
Opening Ceremonies 9 am
- Race 1 9:30am - Winged (A majestic and soaring traditional opener to a long day of races!)
- Race 2 11am- Non-Winged
- Race 3 12:30pm - Juniors (Under 17 competitors will fly in this heat. All kids who cross the finish will get a prize bag filled with giveaways from local sponsors.)
- Race 4 - 2:00pm- Flying Machines (Cyborgs sporting booster packs speed alongside a wild collection of build-your-own flying racers. All racers that cross the finish line in one piece will get photographed for the technology museum's archive.)
- Race 5 - 4:00pm Winged+ (Wings and special powers? Sure to be an interesting flight.)
- Race 6 - 5:30pm Non-Winged + (High Powered and exciting, but expected to be a quick race!)
Closing Ceremonies and Winners’ Circle. The fairgrounds stay open for celebrations till 7:30.

Comments

At the Fairgrounds

[thepull_mods]

...for all you folks who want to stay on the ground.

Or get pats on the back for a race well flown.

Jubilee/Kenzo

[thelittlestbub]

Jubilee had grabbed a nap after work, and then gone and got her boyfriend. Because today was the day that she wanted to take him out and show him off. She really needed to tell him just how beautiful she found him more often. Because she did - find him beautiful that was.

She was also going to ask him a serious question eventually today. Well, a couple of serious questions.

Clinging to his arm, she'd paid their entrance into the fairgrounds and leaned her head against his shoulder. "At least the weather's perfect. Where to first?"

[surgicalshot]

Tenma was like a little kid, today. He'd always dreamed of flying, something that put you up in the air like that. He'd read comics as a kid, and even as an adult. People who could fly with superpowers. If he could get one, he'd want to fly.

Though, he supposed he had one, now. Something more useful, but less fun. Grinning, he looked at his beautiful, beautiful girlfriend. He was so happy, today. Today was a perfect day.

"It is, isn't it? This is just so cool," He laughed, turning his head a little more and kissing her head. "Um... maybe check out the fliers? Then go on to the people who are flying?"

[thelittlestbub]

Jubilee grinned. She bounced on her toes, still holding onto his arm. She was totally going to get after Mags to help her make a flying car or a flying car or a flying skateboard, just something, so she could take him flying.

"I think the fliers are gathered over that way." She pointed. There was a line of vehicles. "You know, there might be a way to get a flying machine." She grinned up at him and winked. "I might have a line on someone with knowledge."

Pouting at Magneto does wonders, really.

[surgicalshot]

"Really? I thought only... well, there should be some kind of licensing with that, right? I mean, it's like piloting a plane or something. You shouldn't be out there if you don't know what you're doing," Tenma laughed a little nervously, thinking about it for a second, until his eyes actually alighted on the flying machines.

"Oh my god," He said, standing still for a second, before dragging her over. "Look at that one! Look at that one, look, it's actually flying right there!"

open

[gaveherwings]

[Since intensive advertising made the event seem practically obligatory to talk about and come out to see, Dr. Yumeno is spending the freedom of his Sunday afternoon here, wandering the midway.

Its a fair weather day, perfect to be out in a light jacket, sun bright, which leaves him with the typical worry that Re-l is neglecting UV protection. There's something in the air- must be pollen, which is making his eyes feel a bit itchy.

Anyone who looks at his ID, or knows of his first name, jokes or questions if he has a son in the winged race - which makes him smile painfully and shake his head, thinking of Monad taking to the skies and leaving him behind, nearly two years ago. Or of Shiroe Rei Seki, who would have adored all of this flying buzz - maybe would have even participated.

So it's with a removed melancholy that he enjoys the grounds, watching as Flying Machines racers go over their last round of inspection by race officials ]

open

[needtobecleaned]

[There's one such racer waiting for her Monocycle to be inspected. She's wearing a much less bulky outfit than usual, but she hardly looks concerned. Then again, she doesn't look like much except a mannequin at the moment, standing absolutely still with only her hair moving in a light breeze.]

Re: open

[gaveherwings]

[Daedalus certainly finds it a curious flyer- much sleeker than most of the other entries, some of which are a little rickety, and look like they'll barely make it through the race course...

Still, it's nice to see a fellow newcomer in a promising position.]

Ah! You're an entry, then! [The young doctor waves, one hand tucked in his pocket. And his voice totally doesn't sound like Young!Kevin. Not at all.] Best of luck in the race!

[needtobecleaned]

[KOS-MOS turned towards the voice, eyes shifting focus to scan the young man. Definitely not Kevin, or a young Kevin. Not a Testament either.]

I am, yes. With the news recently, I thought that the prize money would be useful for various investments. And I'm certain that none of the other competitors can beat me.

Morning || OPEN

[hybrid_prodigy]

His race wasn't until early in the afternoon, but there was no way Gohan wasn't going to spend the whole day here. Man, they never would have been able to have one of these at home. At least, not as a big event rather than just a game among his friends.

The idea of performing in front of such a big crowd was kind of intimidating, but he was sure he could handle it. He just had to concentrate on the actual flying, right?

He spent some of his pre-race time with Miss Nelliel, but she said he could go around on his own, too, as long as he kept his ki high enough for her to sense. Gohan was glad that she was still letting him enter after the whole mess involving the Joker's Easter eggs.

So he was all over the fairgrounds, eating festival foods, watching the other races and cheering for everyone in the races where he knew no one. Because everybody deserved cheers. It was just an all-around awesome day and he was practically bouncing everywhere in anticipation of his time to take to the skies.

[soul_scatter]

He had come because he'd paid the entry fee for Dash-san and it would be foolish not to come observe his... investment. He also came because he was interested in such things. It was an amusing distraction from the tedium of grading. Plus, more and more lately, he felt as if he were a guest who had overstayed his welcome.

"Gohan-san." He was surprised to see the boy here, though he probably shouldn't be. For all he was mature, he was still a boy and distractions such as this would be welcome.

[hybrid_prodigy]

Gohan, for his own part, was kind of surprised to see him here. This just didn't seem like his type of thing. But he was glad nonetheless, and it showed.

"Kuchiki-taichou!" Ever so polite, as always. "Hi. I wouldn't have guessed I'd see you here."

And for all his maturity, for all he'd seen and all he was capable of, Gohan was very much still a boy. He could be easily impressed by things he should have been jaded about, by all rights. All these different ways that people had to fly were pretty cool, as far as he was concerned. Yeah, even the machines, though he had absolutely no idea what it was like to need one for something like this.

[soul_scatter]

"I have sponsored someone in the race." Because that's completely the only reason he'd be here, of course. "You are enjoying yourself?"

He would have come even if he hadn't sponsored Dash-san. It seemed like a comfortable diversion on a bright Sunday afternoon.

Open

[ibreakrules]

Frau would have given just about anything to be up there in the air with the other competitors. Unfortunately he didn't have a hawkzile here, so he had no way of flying. While the event had sparked the offer for someone to help him build one, there had been no chance of making it in time for the race. That meant Frau was stuck with his feet firmly on the ground.

It sucked.

He stared longingly up at the sky and closed his eyes for a moment. It didn't take much to imagine himself up there again, the wind blowing his hair back or the feeling of it on his back and he free-fell toward the ground. The feeling of only seeing the clear blue sky above him as he did. Up there was where he was born to be.

[southernreaper]

He didn't want to be here. He didn't. But he couldn't throw up anything more. Everything was gone. He'd gargled and brushed his teeth until he was pretty sure they were going to fall out or become so thin he could see through them.

Mimsy scampered about his feet and stopped to smell EVERYTHING. Because, oh my god daddy all the things! She got herself caught in another dog's leash at one point because she'd been circling the chihuahua and hadn't noticed at all. Kevin had been distracted looking at something, and hadn't noticed until he'd tried to move away. That had been an interesting five minutes of trying to untangle two overly excited puppies.

Except, then she smelled something familiar. Hey! She knew that person! That was a daddy-friend person! She tugged on her leash and dragged Kevin through the crowd. She stopped at Frau's feet and yipped at him, trying to get his attention.

"Oh, hey Frau." Kevin swallowed back another bout of bile. Today... was not a good day to be amongst people, but staying alone in his apartment, seeing that... thing in his mind constantly hadn't been a better option.

[ibreakrules]

The barking at his feet drew Frau's attention out of the sky. His eyes flickered down to Mimsy a moment, the minor longing and sadness completely unguarded. The second he looked up at Kevin though it was hidden away where it wouldn't be seen.

"Casper..."

The kid didn't look good at all. In fact, he fit Frau's nickname even more than usual. Granted he looked a bit more green than white, but it still fit.

"What happened?"

[southernreaper]

Kevin shook his head. "Nasty stuff at work." He couldn't talk about it. Because he'd promised Magneto to keep his mouth shut. Also, he didn't want to drag Frau into this. Kevin didn't know all that was going on, but his gut said telling anyone about it... no, it wasn't a good idea.

"Ya here watchin' the races?" Kevin didn't want to drag Frau into his mess.

Mimsy started sniffing around. New smells to catalog.

OPEN

[needtobecleaned]

Checking the schedule, KOS-MOS confirmed the time of her race at two o'clock. Her Monocycle was nearby, a perfect finish and undamageable by anything people in this time had at their disposal. She'd done a diagnostic on the systems before bringing it out to the Fairgrounds but it never hurt to do so again.

In response to her approach, two bars lifted to allow her to take a seat and closed when she was seated properly. From there, she synced her systems with that of the cycle and went over each bit of programming again.

OPEN LIKE AN OPEN THING

[theshortestbird]

While his "zoomer" wasn't actually flying today, Tim did have a prototype of it up under the Violet Systems banner. He might be tired today, a little out of sorts because of everything, but now that Bruce was gone, he needed to help out wherever he could.

It didn't help that he kept nodding off to sleep while everyone milled around, though. It was protected, so that no one could steal the prototype, so he wasn't worried about that. He was just worried he'd do something if someone tried to steal from him.

[ibreakrules]

Frau recognized the vehicle on display as he walked by. He'd seen it before, only it was over the NV. Grinning happily, Frau stopped to really look the zoomer over. It was impressive even if it wasn't yet finished. For the moment he resisted the urge to touch it. Hawkzile or not, it would still be capable of getting him into the air.

"So, this is it, huh?"

[theshortestbird]

Tim opened his eyes in a flash, glancing over to the guy who had walked over. Recognizing him as the guy he had spoken to over the NV, he grinned, standing up from his seat.

"This is it. The first rough draft of it, anyway. Do you like it?"

[ibreakrules]

"Yeah."

Frau would like just about anything that flew at this point. He was somewhat tempted to check it out more closely. Ever since he was a little kid he'd done his own repairs and improvements on hawkziles. He could probably figure out a way to help Tim get his machine higher if the parts were similar. The problem was, Frau doubted they would be.

open during the races

[thehighcost]

This was so exciting! She had some popcorn, and some cotton candy, and she'd waked all around the fairgrounds, and now she was in a comfortable, high spot on the top of a roof with her haul, watching the fliers go through the hoops.

Which were really cool, too.

also open (start a separate thread to catch Hinamori anytime during the races!)

[plum_that_snaps]

Hinamori was hopping along the rooftops, looking for a good place to sit and watch the events. Her eyes were more on the racers overhead than the edges of the buildings she was leaping between, and she didn't see Death until it was almost too late to keep from falling on top of her.

A startled yelp and some flailing arms later, she was still upright and looking apologetically at the woman in front of her. "Oh, ah, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to disturb anyone."

[thehighcost]

Death wasn't expecting someone to fall on her, but then, it wasn't like it hurt much. Her popcorn went up in the air, and her cotton candy went into her hair, but she still laughed.

"It's okay! Don't worry! Want some cotton candy once I get it out of my hair?"