✨ 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! ]

Comments

Sara Midorikawa | OTA

[pritarist]

[ Picking Up Chicks ]

Uwahah~

[ Behind this shrub, there's some sort of weird pink cotton candy cloud of sparkles. Floating in the air. The chickens don't seem to be paying any attention to it, but it's coming from someone who thinks she's been unobserved.

And she is holding a pair of baby chickens. Very fuzzy baby chickens. And chuckling to herself with a goofy grin on her face. ]

Of all the cutey-wooty fuzzy-wuzzy things in PriPara, these take the cake....ahah!

[ They're so small! And so SOFT!

Can she hold them forever?! ]

[ Getting One's Goat ]

!!

[ There is a man in a goat suit running full tilt towards Sara! And he is carrying someone! Sara has a split second in which to decide how to handle this.

So she bursts into song. ]

Abucting otherrrs~ Is a NO-GO~~~~~⚡

[ Unslinging her guitar case from her back, Sara swings it like, well, an axe. And hits the "goat" square in the torso. He folds, surprised into dropping his victim -

Whom Sara catches in a perfect princess carry, then settles down on the ground. ]

That must have been scary. You all right?

[ She winks. Did it just get. Really cool...out here? ]

[ Rocked On Target ]

Well, this isn't anything one person can manage on their own.

[ Sara has decided to enter the Coord Graveyard. She picks up a jacket and shakes it off with two crisp, clean movements, then hangs it on a hanger.

This accomplished, she grins at the nearest person. ]

Let's finish it up quickly and get that concert slot. Okay?

Ironic Goat-Getting Purposes

[incrediblystressedout]

[Joey had just about resigned herself to being crowdsurfed to death by a weird monster - even if this one seemed a lot more like a guy in a suit then the last thing that tried those shenanigans - when she suddenly finds herself caught in the arms of a strange guitar-swinging girl.]

[She doesn't mind, exactly, but confusion is currently beating out her urge to blush and stammer at someone not much bigger than her managing to beat up a monster (?) and catch her in one smooth move.]

Um. What just happened??

[pritarist]

You didn't look like you wanted to go where you were headed.

[ Sara steps between where the goat person is clutching his stomach on the ground and Joey, just in case. ]

If you're unhurt, that's all that matters.

[incrediblystressedout]

I guess so. I was more surprised than anything. This seemed like the sparkly, kid-friendly kind of theme park, not the kind where you have to carry pepper spray.

[pritarist]

[ "I beg...your extreme pardon."

This from the goat man, who is now on one knee. The better to bow to Joey.

"There is an emaa-gency. Pollution your impression of Hibiki-sama's beloved PriPara was never my intention, maa."

Sara has gone from wary to feeling like she needs to go lie down. ]

In that case, your approach might not be best....

[ A glance behind herself, to Joey. An attempt at that same reassuring smile. ]

Don't worry. I won't let him maa-bscond with you.

[ ....shoot, she got caught up in the moment ]

[incrediblystressedout]

...are you trying to get my goat with that kind of pun?

[pritarist]

...Sorry.

[ She looks it, too.

The goat man waits on tenterhooks. Is all forgiven? Or has he

failed in his maa-ssion?? ]

[incrediblystressedout]

I have exactly as much to be sorry for.

...and yeah, it's alright, goat guy. What was the point of that, anyway? It wasn't just so I'd get rescued by some cooler girl, was it?