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ɪʀᴏɴᴡᴏᴏᴅ ᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴏʀ ᴇsʜᴀɪ ([personal profile] ironwood) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu_logs2015-01-21 12:35 pm

[EVENT] THE SHANGPAR RACE

Characters: ALL!
Date: January 20th to January 24th
Location: Various.
Situation: It’s time for the Shangpar Race!
Warnings/Rating: Add warnings as needed.

The day is here, the day is here, the day is here! Though not every shop is closed and not every kedan is on the streets, it’s a near thing. The race is slated to begin early in the morning, and the city rises for the occasion. Shops open late and workplaces allow for a late start to the day to give everyone an opportunity to watch the starting festivities.

It begins with something almost like a parade. The riders -- there are fifty-five of them, thanks to negotiations during the forum -- are escorted from the shangpari holding pens to the starting line just outside the city, using the most circuitous route available in order to take the riders through every sector.

The starting-line is located just outside a set of the city’s gates, while the finishing-line is at the set on the opposite end. It leads off away from the city, traversing through several of the shell’s terrains, from burgeoning woodland, across a ‘river’, to an area of wasteland leading into mountains, and then down to the shores of the shell’s edge.

While the usual daily processes continue during the race, there are runners at supply checkpoints who, thanks to the efforts of Stark Industries and a handful of Foreigners, are able to report the race statistics via audio directly to the consoles. Groups of children hired as criers run from place to place without access to consoles to carry those reports to the rest of the city. In this time the kedan already begin preparations for the feast which follows it, regardless of who the actual winner might be.

The winners begin trickling in on day four to a crowd already prepared. Thanks to the runners, the residents of Keeliai already know who’s in the lead and when, roughly, they will arrive.




LINKS
Parade | Betting booths | Starting line | Finish line | Feast


OOC
In the related forum thread the family leaders were open to the idea of Foreigners participating in the race as long as they possessed no abilities that would provide an unfair advantage and were able to front the cost of 500 juulan. If your character has no such abilities and would have wanted to participate, and you feel you have reasoning for their being able to finance their entry, please PM the mod journal so we can work out the details.

No Foreigner who enters will be able to OOCly apply to win the race -- this event is about the cultural experience, not the winning or losing! More details regarding the race are available on the itinerary here.

Please also do remember that IC actions will have IC consequences. This is a huge, huge cultural event for the kedan; disrupting it in any way will cause a negative reaction. That's not to say don't do it -- but do be prepared for the consequences.
theideaguy: (hugging)

[personal profile] theideaguy 2015-02-09 07:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Two years?" Sokka grimaces at that bit. "Zuko, if I'm still living on this turtle shell two years from now... well, I'm going to take it that that's a very very bad thing." Yeah, he won't lie; he misses home just a little bit after all the negative treatment the kedan give them. At least there are friends here.

"But seriously, I will admit that I was a little worried about you being out in the cold all that while. But, I'm glad you not only to come back alive but also managed to place pretty well too." Maybe there's an inadvertent insult about Sokka being worried Zuko would die out there, but at least any hint of that would have resulted in Sokka being humbled.

"Anything I can do for you now that you're back?"
lordhotman: ([search] walking and talking)

[personal profile] lordhotman 2015-02-10 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
Sokka did have a point, but then they might not have very much say in that. There was no telling how long they might stay here. And even if you want home, you could always be brought back, like Zuko had been.

The firebender smirked at Sokka's so called worry.

"I might be Fire Lord, but I know how to rough it too, just like the rest of you."

Not that Sokka would likely know that, but it's true. Maybe they would have to catch up some time.

"I would like some water."
theideaguy: (calling to others)

[personal profile] theideaguy 2015-02-10 06:30 pm (UTC)(link)
It was odd to think of Zuko as the Fire Lord. Sokka knows they manage to defeat the Loser Lord and his crazy princess daughter, but he hasn't experienced it. Sokka doesn't feel it, even if it is the logical result. And that's why there's a brief look—before an immediate sense of ease upon understanding it—when Sokka just eyes Zuko curiously.

"Oh, I know. I know you had all of your hardships as well." Like having food fed to you in the palace by Mai, by playing with turtle ducks, and being tortured by his sist...okay, that was a big one. But he knew at least vaguely about his being hunted down by his sister in the Earth Kingdom too, finally being parted from that Fire Nation vessel that he loved to pursue them on. "But I just have such fond memories of frostbite and being out in the middle of a blizzard. I may be Water Tribe, but I really don't wish that upon anyone, myself included these days."

As for his request, well, that's easy. "I'll be right back with some." And no, it won't be snow in a cup. He bounds off to go get some.