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✨ 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! ]

Threaded | Flat

[ Idol Challenge #1 ]

[ Shikyoin Hibiki is not taking part in the chicken hunt.

In fact, the sight of her beloved PriPara overrun with these foul fowl is enough to have her sitting in her rooms within the TV building, curtains drawn over the balcony windows and door. Thus safely sequestered from all absurdities, she sips her tea and broods.

These so-called interprimensional idols......Do they truly possess the necessary radiance...?

A thud against the outside door interrupts her reverie. Hibiki starts, looks over. She thinks about ignoring it, but a genius must be omniscient. A genius must know.

Standing, she makes her way over and pulls aside the curtain. What's out here...?

Well? What is? ]

[ Idol Challenge #3 ]

[ Hibiki is also not participating in the Idol Challenge herself! It's almost like assigning one's main RP character to semi-mod-NPC status is, in retrospect, a highly impractical decision.

Instead, she's sitting on a couch behind a pyramid wall of riot shields. The doors to the Coord Graveyard have been shut behind those idols that accepted her Challenge, and she awaits news of them. She is also spying on them using a purple butterfly robot that fluttered into the door behind everybody before it shut. ]

Dear, dear.

Truly an abysmal crop of ad-libbers.

[ The door is not locked, however. So anyone could open it and let.....the discord.....roam free once more... ]

[[ ooc: For this prompt, feel free to either approach Hibiki directly or drop links to things you'd like her to spy upon in the Coord Graveyard! I'll periodically respond to your link with her reactions. ]]

1: What is this CHICK-ANERY

[Star has seen a lot of weird stuff, but it's literally been a week since she just saved the source of all magic and her entire dimension and she is not about this.]

Wait, what? What do you take me for, some kinda chicken chaser?

[Buuuuut she's not gonna leave just yet, instead scanning the feathery crowd in case one of them happens to look familiar. Maybe with green feathers, derpy eyes, and screaming?]

2: Are you asking for a challenge?

[Star stands near the back of the room, giving Hibiki the sink-eye throughout the entire speech. She gets dragged here and made to do all these menial tasks all while getting insulted! Who does this guy(???) think he is, anyway?]

You think I don't have what it takes to sort some dirty laundry, huh? Well, watch THIS!

[did

did she just swan dive into the piles of clothes]

[ 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?

Edited 2019-02-22 19:13 (UTC)

[Idol Challenge #1]

[Look, this cannot be worse than dealing with a bunch of Spiritomb that got mistaken for rocks and needed a little bit of calming down. They're just chickens.]

This shouldn't be too bad, if we don't scare them.

...please stop scaring them.

[That said, she'll just pick up a chicken. The problem is that one more has decided that one of her twintails looks tasty and has decided to just hang off the end of it because it is going where the food is.]

Ow - I mean, this is fine.

[She tries to laugh this off, but it is clearly a problem she is just going to have to deal with.]

--

[Idol Challenge #3]

[Hibiki, you remind Aya just a little bit of someone. No, two someones, if they got mixed together somehow. This is fine and definitely not weird in the slightest. Yep. Totally fine.]

This isn't going to be a problem.

[Aya just smiles. She can handle putting things away, because clothes are not going to pull her hair.]

If we all pitch in, we'll have it done in no time.

[She's looking around at everyone else, that smile not leaving once.]

1

[A new arrival in a frilly green dress stands viewing this scene with a look of stunned confusion almost identical to that of the cartoon pigeon currently perched on her hair accessory - and he always looks like that.]

So...we're chasing chickens?

[She thinks about it, and comes to a realization.]

Isn't it better for these guys to be free-range anyway? I mean, is anything going to try to eat them? I guess I can help round them up if they're going to be in trouble otherwise...

3

[Oh. That looks familiar. That level of clutter is almost comforting in how much it reminds Joey of home. At least it's clothes instead of globes, guns, and dead things? Still, cleaning up is not her forte, and she recognizes a task that's never going to be finished when she sees one.]

Uh. Is this like. A karate kid thing where a chore teaches valuable performance skills, or are you just asking us to do your laundry?

/claims first in the name of pure amore

Star Butterfly | OTA

Sara Midorikawa | OTA

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