✨ everyone, assemble! it's time to become an idol!

[systemdesu]

✨ IDOL CHALLENGES - FEBRUARY ✨

[ ✨ Idol Challenge #1: Don't Count Your Chickens Before The Catch! ]

Bawk~! Baaawk, bawkbawk, bawk baaawk!

[ Welcome to PriPara. There is a man in red glasses and a rooster kigurumi dancing around the town square, flapping his wings and clucking seductively at any hens who happen to be around.

Wait, why are there. So many hens? In fact, there are chickens everywhere! And they don't seem to be going for this mating display. ]

Bawk bawk baaaw--

[ !! Those red glasses flash as the man notices the newcomer watching him. Standing up straight, he adjusts his glasses on his face and addresses the new idol. ]

I am not playing around in the slightest. This is part of your very first Idol Challenge.

Congratulations!

[ A woman in similar glasses (and a hen costume) pulls a ribbon suspended from....somewhere....and confetti and glitter rain down from a giant party popper. The words WELCOME TO PRIEAMWIDTH PRIPARA also spool down in a long vertical sign.

An identical woman, down to the costume, comes up, holding a chicken. ] Originally, Red Meganii had planned on creating the puniverse's largest omurice as a welcome present, but he left the chicken coop unlatched and they all escap~ed~♪ Everyo~one, please help us catch the chickens before PriPara becomes ChiPara~♪

It's a horrifying first challenge, idols of many primensions, but I believe each and every one of you are up to the task. Please, for the safety of the puniverse - bawk to it!

[ And with that, the man hops over a bush and begins clucking again. But he is not playing around. Not in the slightest. No.

....Unfortunately, it seems like these glasses-wearing chicken people are onto something. There are chickens everywhere but a large empty coop near the forest. Can you get any back inside?

Or will you find yourself henpecked on your very first day? ]

[ ✨ Idol Challenge #2: Evade a Kidmaapping! ]

[ Stray chickens are not the only trouble lurking in the Prieamwidth PriPara today. Anyone helping with the challenge above or otherwise exploring PriPara may find themselves approached suddenly from behind - and lifted high over someone's head!

Someone in a goat suit! Who then takes off at a run towards the TV station, carrying the new idol like a package over his horned head! Wearing a completely deadpan expression!

Is this your fate, or will you flock to your troubled new companion's aid? ]

[[ ooc: The kidmaa-pper is available to take part in threads upon priquest. ]]

[ ✨ Idol Challenge #3: Dust Off Your Fashion Sense! ]

[ Ultimately all the new idols are brought into a room in the TV station, via goat express or other means. There, they are greeted by an androgynous and handsome individual who could probably put someone's eye out with their lashes.

This person is apparently "Hibiki-sama", administrator of the Prieamwidth PriPara. And she does not look impressed. ]

The first crop is this pitiful harvest, hm? [ Hibiki eyes each idol in turn, then sighs. ] Far from being sprouts, you all remain a speck within a fruit still on the vine.

[ The man in the goat suit produces a silver platter, upon which rests a fancy cup of tea. Hibiki takes a sip (and her sweet time), sets it down, and continues. ]

It's a futile gesture, but in the interests of my duties as administrator, I'll grant you the issuing of my first trial. Whosoever achieves it in a manner pleasing to me shall receive the honor of becoming my Prieamwidth debut opening act.

[ The goat man pulls back a heavy velvet curtain along one wall to reveal a heavy set of doors. Hibiki, holding her tea again, gestures to the doors. ] This is the Prieamwidth PriPara Coord Graveyard. Pieces of PriPara coords doomed to never find their match assemble here.

[ Tea sip. ] I'll have you sort the contents. Those who decline the challenge lack the fortitude necessary to stand on stage.

[ The hint of a smirk appears on her face as her eyebrows arch. ] Do weed yourselves for me, lest you put on a disgraceful show.

[ The goat butler unlocks the door. Hibiki stands back. Far back. The goat butler produces riot shields from nowhere and places them in a square around her. Hibiki sips her tea.

The goat butler opens the doors - and an eerie miasma seeps out....

No, wait. It's (mostly) dust. Dust and some seriously ominous vibes.

Within are the UGLIEST CLOTHES ANY OF YOU HAVE EVER SEEN. And they are strewn everywhere in HEAPS AND MOUNDS OF MESS. There are plenty of clothing racks and closets and shelf space, but none of it is being used. Everything is just heaped. In despair.

This may not be a "challenge" so much as just doing chores Hibiki can't be assed to do. But do you accept it anyway?

After all, there's a show at stake! ]

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[perfectselfie]

[Aya looks around, attempts to not panic, and succeeds in doing so. She puts the chicken she's holding down, eventually deciding to wave the end of her pigtail at it.]

That's enough of that, Miss Chicken. Come on back...

[This is better than having it eat Sara's hand, okay.]

[pritarist]

Are you really okay with that?!

[ The moment someone else is in trouble, Sara forgets her own pain. ]

You'd use your cute pigtails as bait to save me....?

[ She must endure this! She must save

the pigtails... ]

[perfectselfie]

It's fine! It's better that it tries to eat my hair than tries to eat your hand. I promise, it's all right.

[pritarist]

Surely, there must be a better way....

[ THIS IS THE GREATEST CRISIS OF MIDORIKAWA SARA'S LIFE

Her eyes scan the surroundings. Something....anything....

There are cute pigtails in danger! ]

If we could just find something - [ The chicken lunges for Aya's pigtail. Sara does her best to restrain it, but now it has decided nothing but pigtails will do. Snap, snap goes that beak. ] - it would prefer to eat....

[ She wrestles with the chicken. Unseen by both her and the bird, a squashed donut falls out of one pocket of her guitar case, wrapped in a napkin.

SURPRISE SNACK ~ MEL-MEL, says the napkin. In nearly illegible English. ]

[perfectselfie]

[The chicken can eat her pigtail if it wants, it's not fun by any means, but it's better than chomping on Sara's hand. But wait, what's that that just fell?]

Hm? Something just fell out of your guitar case.

[She carefully bends down and picks it up.]

Surprise snack? From...Mel-Mel? I'm not sure who that is, but if you're okay with me giving it to the bird, that might be our way out of this.

[pritarist]

Mel....?

[ When did she.....Wait, it came through the gate just because it was in her guitar case.....?

But now isn't the time for Sara to comment on that! Especially since the bird is making a break for freedom!! ]

It's fine! Hurr--ah!

[ BIRD SQUIRMING

Sara is doing her utmost to wrestle a chicken. Coolly. This is her life now. ]

[perfectselfie]

[There is only one thing to do. Aya unwraps the donut, putting it in the chicken’s line of sight. SORRY Mel-Mel, she will personally write you an apology note!]

Hey birdie, why don’t you try this? It tastes better than my hair or her hands do, I promise.

[Aya is just hoping that this is the end of it. Snacks can be replaced, but people can’t.]

[pritarist]

[ When the chicken sees the donut, it flies right for it. Letting it go, Sara steps back and lets Aya do her thing.

In fact, she grabs her guitar and begins providing musical accompaniment. ]

All's well that ends well~ And if your pigtails' ends are well, then all's well~~~

[ If she can still play guitar, her hand must be OK too. Happy ending? ]

[perfectselfie]

[Happy ending!]

Thank you for your help. I'm sorry your hand got chomped on, though! Are you sure it's all right?

[pritarist]

Yeah. No harm done.

[ Sara surveys Aya's pigtails, and breathes a sigh of relief. ]

Here, too.....

[ What a charming smile you're receiving, Aya. It's kind of sparkly. ]