(2206) Summer Coronation

[Circe]

The Summer Hollow is lacking in space right now, optimized for maximum content in its small-ish area. One wall is completely taken up by tables displaying consumables. Popcorn, hot dogs, cotton candy, pizza, beer, wine coolers, wine, soda, and booze are all present for those wishing to partake. There is also more exotic fruitful options.


A vast variety of fruits are on display, in different shapes, colors, and the standard oddity of Gobin Fruit fare.


The exception being a rather plain looking basket of purple nectarines cordoned off from the rest on its own little end table. Literally with stanchions and rope. Signs on the ropes read "For Wrestlers Only."


The other notable structure is a colorful set of wooden bleachers for witnesses to watch the center of the Summer Hollow.

In that center, is a ring for battle. Not a square ring either, Circe went all out, even adding posters on the side reading "SUMMER SLAM 2022". Plus, a locked chest beside it and a box on top of the ring for some reason.


And checking the ropes of the ring, by bouncing off them and across said ring, was a colorfully garbed figure with blue skin, complete with the shark tooth sunglasses famed for the man who inspired her outfit.

May the celebrations and violence begin!

[Rhodes]

3 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2022-06-23 12:15:10	Rhodes rolls 6 to Wisdom of SDreams - Wits3+Composure 3 (10 Again)	9, 4, 8, 4, 4, 9	3 successes

Wrestling. It was very Circe, undoubtable, but Rhodes couldn't help feel it lacked the decorum meriting a coronation affair. More irritating was the broken, hazy memory of a teenage boy and excitement at the concept at odds with his current thoughts. Was it a memory of himself, or a friend? Something else entirely? More and more of that past was fading in his memory as recollections of the time in Arcadia became more clear.

Still, the Summer Queen was his friend and he would support her time of the year. He had spent the night in what has become a tradition of Midsummer Eve, drifting across the Atlantic to grasp some of the dreamstuffs of Circes erstwhile home.

Sleeveless robes had returned, this time in a fine Scarlet with matching loose pants to show for the season, his leaden Pin on his left side. Green-leaves branches grew elegantly from the blades of his shoulders, as well as from his forearms and ankles like the wings of Hermes. Woody roots seemed to grow around his lower ribs and branch over his shoulders, chest, hands and legs, a demonstration of the ongoing changes of the Wyrd. His bare feet seemed dark and root-like.

The Dread Lord strolled into the hall, looking for all the world as if he owned it and everything within. His chilling mantle was particular blustery, encircling the Flowering in rainbow rings of autumn leaves - gold, red, orange and brown - for several feet in any direction. Under his arm he carried a small wooden box as he walked unhurriedly over to his exuberantly-dressed host. "Signora Estate," he intoned deeply in perfect Italian and grinning broadly. "Che la tua stagione sia florida ed effervescente. From your attire, can I assume the Colonel left you his closet before her left?"

Rhodes uses Wisdom of Dreams to pick up Italian!

[Seraphina]

The theme had been a tricky one for her. She didn’t watch wrestling growing up, and hadn’t seen much of it since. So it was to the Internet to look up what wrestlers wore.

And, well, the women tended to not wear a lot. Obviously there more as eye candy then anything else. But from some videos she watched, some women had serious talent. The Nix was content to be eye candy or a manager. Or both.

The costumes though? Those were something else! Some looked really fun and some looked downright uncomfortable. But, she had ignored comfort in the past to look good, so no need to stop now. She could go bright and glamorous, or a bit edgy and dark. Lets shake it up.

Dark and edgy it was! Leather, fishnets and boots. All picked to match the one she saw online. She even did her makeup a bit more on the heavy side, around the eyes, very dark. Which actually made her eye color pop, which was a nice effect.

Walking in, she wore a fashionable long trench coat, a secret smile offered to Rhodes . She had been curious how he would dress for the occasion. And she certainly wasn’t complaining, it looked good. A box was placed on a table for now, as the jacket was removed, revealing the costume.

Looking to Circe, long legs strut as she approaches the two. There was a bow, “Queen Circe,” a nod of her head, “may the Summer be fruitful and prosperous.” And she meant it, Circe was a dear friend, someone she trusted. “I’m excited to see the events for the night, looks like Summer spared no expense.”

[Rlyeh]

Come in costume the notice said. R'lyeh didn't really have...or do - well. No that was wrong she did for Halloween, as long as she got to wear a mask. That was nice-good-fine. She had...fun...? Sure. Yeah. Fun.

Her first thought is her cupcake crop and a pair of shorts. She could even write wrestling costume on the shirt and she'd be not-great-good-but-okay, but. This is her Second Summer Solstice In One Place that's....that's never happened before. Not to her. Not to gross-bad-wrong-courtless-stains This was A Sign. A bright neon-lit-blinking-Sign. She didn't want to...half ass it. She was gonna put her whole ass into it! (except most of her ass is hanging out of the outfit and don't get her started on her tail!) But she's wearing something that's not repurposed and something she bought just for the Coronation! (it might have been the castoffs of a Harley Quinn cosplay but - !)

She's here! And wearing it and - !

Scare-cited. Yeah? Yeah.

"..hi!" she breathes out, bowing, she should ya? She's doing. "Your Highnesses! And you, the Queenly-queen of Summer!" there's just So Much under her breastbone that it just...bubble up!

[Sonnie Wu]

Sonnie Wu arrives at the Summer Coronation.

In a black bikini and nothing else.

"Where's the pool?" she asked with a grin. "There... there is a pool, right?"

She looked around curiously, before bowing to Circe. "Oh, the glorious Queen of Summer glory! How do you do?" Her eyes shifted towards the wrestling ring, "Or should I call you Vince McMahon?"

[Circe]

Rhodes was looking more solid this coronation. Give him a beard and she'd compare him to Treebeard. Which was probably why he shaved. And Italian too? What a wonderful gift! Circe stops bouncing on the ropes to great the arrivals. Her hat displays the Summer broach pinned on its front. "Yeeeah, brother," she put out a decent Randy Savage impression as she looks to Rhodes, "A gift for the ears, and style for miles you bring to me. A gift as you are great, I'm grateful for such a kindly treat." As for the topic of Worm? Well, "Truth, brother. His duds, made ideas grow in my head like spuds. And the cream of the crop, rose straight ta my skull's top! A Macho Woman, to savage our foes, making tremble down to their toes, yeah!"


And her was Seraphina, rocking the lady of wrestling two piece. "Golden brawler, thank ya fer yer kind holler!" Yup, still with the impression. Was Circe going to be in character the whole time? "Amen ta that sister, fer like Hammond spare coins we did not." She leans forward with a grin as she holds up her right hand for an exaggerated stage whisper. Despite that her volume is just short of needed exclamation marks, "Though we did better on security than him, by a lot. When it comes to our prosperity," she suddenly strikes a pose and points to the sky as she quotes the wrestler she dressed like, "The Sky's the Limit!"


And the shy little Rlyeh comes in. Dressed in what had to be an even more 80's outfit than what Circe was wearing, "Eccellente!" She cheers Rlyeh in her normal Italian accent, "Loving that outfit Rlyeh. So very much the 80's. Ya slammed the fashion down hard girl! Good job," she salutes Rlyeh before grabbing the ropes with her left hand. "I hope yer ready fer a fun fight, ta show yer might, but ya won't have any kind of bruise, I made sure of that in my harvesting cruise," wink.


Now, where was everyone else? Oh, there is the fun. "Sister Sonja," the Macho Man impression is back, "Nobody has started a bettin' pool yet. I'm doin' great sister, thanks fer asking, how are you?" And then scoffs as she drops back to her usual Italian accent, "No, ya can't conVince me ta be that name, fer I am a randy savage tonight." The smile she has is all teeth and mirth. "Also, shame on ya Sonny." Circe waggles her right index finger at the Spring Beast, "Where are yer ask kicking black boots? I got my own matching my colorful outfit, made from random rainbow shit from the Hedge."

[Talia]

Talia walked confidently wearing her wrestling outfit that had been vomited up from the 1980's that very morning. A bright coloured leotard that had various different coloured rectangles. Bright hot pink leggings accompanied by purple ankle warmers, an orange sweatband around her head, purple fingerless gloves and a denim jacket that had 'Fuck the Police' rhinestoned on the back. Naturally this was all accompanied by what one would suspect was Talias clumpiest dumpiest boots.

Eyeing up the food as she past she made her way towards Circe. "Queen Circe" she bowed her head politely. "Do you need help with anything?" she looked around "Although I dare say you have it covered."

[Anatole]

Anatole strolls in with his hands placed lightly behind his back. His head tilts back and forth as he takes in the view. And if you look closely you'll see him wince at the glorious sight of the Crimson Sovereign. He blinks. Attempts to focus a second time but gives up with a chuckle; his hands shift from his back, one runs through the pile of his effusive curls.

The burned dwarf is dressed in a simple shirt with rolled up sleeves, grey slacks and light shoes. Definitely not sporting gear.

"Hmm. I feel like I missed the memo," he says dryly as he draws near Circe Origins

"Queen Circe. Good to see you. Yes, you have definitely gone all out for this coronation feast. I can feel the draw of Summer."

He says nothing to Rhodes directly. Instead he straightens and much more formally inclines his head, acknowledging the Dread Lord through deed rather than word.

His eyes flit to Sonnie Wu and his eyebrows shoot up in surprise. His mouth opens. His hand balls into a fist and he covers his mouth, coughing slightly.

"Hello Sonnie... Queen Searphina, I see your Court is going to be participating in these Summer games?"

A smile tugs at his lips, no matter how hard he tries to suppress it.

"Ry'leh."

He offers the Blightbent a short acknowledgement. His eyes have fallen on the other Elemental: he has not encountered Talia Matt before and he eyes the waterborn fireheart with her steaming skin and fire limned hair with a wary curiosity.

"Have you been hiding a Courtier from us, Circe? I'm Anatole. Paladin of Shadows. Pleased to meet you."

[Gerrit]

When Gerrit entered and scanned the room he was glad that he had decided to step out of his comfort zone and indulge Circe in her request: it appeared that almost every Lost had done so too, creating a colorful and eye-catching event wherever he looked. Even R'lyeh followed the prompt!

The Onyx Courtier was almost conservative, by comparison: he wore black, loose slacks that could easily be discarded (not in a stripper way) to reveal black basketball shorts and a oversized, black-and-white embellished jacket. Beneath the jacket was a landscape of bruises, scars and frostbite - while he wasn't completely comfortable with showing that much skin he bit that bullet in honor of the Queen.

Like last year he carried a potted coffee-plant to gift Circe. She had seemed to enjoy it last year and he took comfort in the semblance of tradition. And thus, he moved directly over to her, trying not to look inappropriately at any of the barely dressed Fairests and otherwise striking Lost - not that he felt any special interest. In a way, he probably could thank Vivian for pulling that tooth.
"Queen Circe, I hope that your reign will be as colorful and as successful as your outfit choice." Gerrit wasn't a great speaker, so while the sentiment was nice it probably came across as corny or awkward. He could live with that. "I hope the plant I gave you last year is well and can enjoy some company. I heard there is no such thing as too much coffee."

With the most important introduction out of the way Gerrit gave a quick greeting to all the other guests. Seraphina naturally trumped all the others when it came to looks and Rhodes was imposing in his own way. There also was a new face in town - if he had to guess another Elemental. A Summer Elemental. Great.
Seemed like Anatole struck up a conversation with her already, so Gerrit didn't feel like imposing. Instead he went to stand near R'lyeh, his Mantle pronouncing the rhinestones of his jacket and cracking like breaking ice. "Hello. Good outfit." Non-committal enough for her to dodge the conversation if she wanted to, but still extending the offer.

[Rhodes]

The Dread Lord watched Sera as she comes in. Her dresses are always spectacular, and this is no exception - if more risque. His green eyes linger on his wife as she removes the coat; he smoothly moves over beside her and leans close to her ear, a hand sliding over her hip. "Well darling, that must be new. I'm sure you would have let me know if this," a thumb plucks gently at the strap on her thigh, "was somewhere in your closets by now?"

He plants a small kiss on her cheek and extrracts himself a little to stand by the Spring Queen's side side as Ryleh and others begin to arrive. "Ladies," he greets Ryleh and Sonnie with a smile.

Eyes look back to Circe. "Per te, Circe? Una cosa banale. Tuttavia," He offers the box, "per te." Inside, there is a Colt Peacemaker and 8 bullets.

The Autumn King's mantle bristles another stong breeze as the unknown Changeling makes an approach. Fortunately Circe seems to know them, so he settles for arching an eyebrow at the brash entrance. Anatole's respectful inclination is met with one of his own. "Paladin." He watches Circe, keen to hear the respnse to his Courtier's question.

Gerit is given a smile. "Good evening Gerit. I hope you are well?"