”Welcome back to the forty-first bi-annual Vytal Festival Tournament! Right now, we have a VERY special match for you.” Excitement can be heard from Hunter’s voice. ”We have one of the leBlanc siblings from Atlas Academy! I love those kids!” Hunter gives off a “huh?” as the staff on hand tried to get Hunter to specify which sibling. ”Oh, it says here that it’s Aurum, but I wouldn’t put it past Avery or Sovereign to impersonate the guy. They were a fun trio, I’ll admit. Shame to see Sovereign drop out.” More communication between staff and the announcer.”How can I tell which sibling it is? I usually can’t.” Brief pause as Hunter realizes he should probably be less biased. ”Oh, and we have this guy from Beacon Academy with Treehouse for a last name. Prim?”

”Well Hunter, there’s an easy way to tell the difference between them. Take a look at their stupid smug grins, and you can tell that they vary in smugness. This picture here makes me think they’re going to try and steal my pants, so it’s probably Aurum. That’s d-definitely just an example though. Anyways, we really don’t have much about this Treehouse fellow. However, he did list 2 pages of rules on his information sheet when he signed up. I didn’t exactly read it all, but you could probably make a religion out of all this text.” Angrily recalling more stupid pranks, Prim would motion to start the spinner in hopes that Aurum would get the shit-covered field that totally exists.

A large holographic image of a lottery machine appears on all sides of the arena, with two spinners. The spinners spun so quickly, making it nearly impossible to make out the passing words. It ticked through the options slower and slower until it finally stopped on Geyser and Desert.

The floor of the arena lowered and, in its place, arose two new floors. On Mogan’s side, rocky plains would arise. With innumerable rocks to count, the true dangers of the field would lie underneath them. Geysers that shoot steaming hot jets of water can catch any unsuspecting fool that’s standing over one. On Aurum’s side,  a ‘vast’ desert emerged featuring large sand dunes and, of course, plenty of sand to slow down combatants. However, thick pools of quicksand could also be seen due to the unmistakable different coloration of the sand. In case it needs to be said, don’t fall in one of those!

As the spinner finished its job and faded away, the doors on each side of the arena opened to signify the start of the match.

(A coin flip has decided that Mogan will get the first post. The arena size is identical to that of the 1v1 arena in the show, however, it features scaled down biomes to fit the size. Good luck, and may the best combatant win.)

”Good afternoon and welcome back to the forty-first bi-annual Vytal Festival tournament!” a refined and silvery female voice would say through the arena’s sound system, deciding to cooperate with the dull script...for now. ”Today we’re here to bring you the finals of the 2nd year 1v1 bracket. I’ll not keep you all waiting, so let’s move on to the introductions, shall we?” A shuffling of scripts could then be heard in the background, and a couple of whispers were exchanged. ”W-Well, it’s time to introduce our combatants who I don’t really even need to mention are from Beacon Academy! First of all we have Rev Vermilion, the mechanic...claymore guy? And on the other side w-we have Razz...Razzledazzle. Razzledazzle Gay...Lee? Yeah, Razzledazzle Gay-Lee" (There was a very noticeable pause between ‘Gay’ and ‘Lee’) ”,who has an illusory semblance that perfectly fits his name!” Dying of embarrassment, Prim could only hope that she would never actually encounter Mr. Gay-Lee. Deciding to step out instead of facing the reactions from Hunter and the crowd, Prim would turn off her mic and say ”I have to pee!”

With a shit eating grin, Hunter couldn’t help but snark. ”How very rude of Prim, that’s just his name. Razzledazzle Gay-Lee, I must apologize for my partner’s immature attitude.” Motioning for the environmental spinner, Hunter laces his finger together as the spinner does its thing. ”This might be an interesting matchup, but we’ll have to see!"

 A large holographic image of a lottery machine appears on all sides of the arena, with two spinners. The spinners spun so quickly, making it nearly impossible to make out the passing words. It ticked through the options slower and slower until it finally stopped on Wind Dust Field and Urban.

The floor of the arena lowered and, in its place, arose two new floors. On Razzmatazz’s side, the area would be filled with rather smooth and rounded terrain as crystals of Wind Dust emerge from the ground. As for Revya, it would be littered with destroyed buildings throughout, enough to provide cover for a firefight but not enough to simply hide away.

(A coin flip has decided that Razzmatazz will get the first post. The arena size is identical to that of the 1v1 arena in the show, however, it features scaled down biomes to fit the size. Good luck, and may the best combatant win.)

”You know. I’ve been thinking about this.” Sounds of Hunter tapping on his desk were picked up by the arena. ”So far, we’ve only seen… How many? Five? Five Beacon students. Looking at the bracket, I’ve noticed that the rest of the matches are also between Beacon students.” Hunter’s chair creaks as he leans forward as his eyes suddenly got a lot more serious. ”We’ve only had one non-Beacon kid so far, so where’s our kids?” With no response, Hunter can only release a melancholic sigh and properly start the next match after delaying it with his revelation. ”Whatever. Prism Skylark versus Kisha Miles. Both from Beacon Academy.” Motioning for Prim to handle the environmental spinner, Hunter could only sulk in his seat.

Also quite disheartened by the total lack of Atlas students, Prim would comment saying ”Um...yes, I’m sure that all of our bright students are too busy on important military excursions to participate in the tournament. It’s a real shame, because we would almost definitely emerge victorious.” As the crowd erupted in laughter, Prim would quickly clear her throat and continue by adding “Anyways, here’s the environment spinner” As the spinner did it’s job, Prim would attempt to console her partner with a very awkward hug that thankfully couldn’t be seen by anyone. Despite being a constant pain in the neck, he was her pain in the neck.

A large holographic image of a lottery machine appears on all sides of the arena, with two spinners. The spinners spun so quickly, making it nearly impossible to make out the passing words. It ticked through the options slower and slower until it finally stopped on Desert and Oasis.

The floor of the arena lowered and, in its place, arose two new floors. On Prism’s side a ‘vast’ desert emerged featuring large sand dunes and, of course, plenty of sand to slow down combatants. Kisha’s side contains a sizeable pool of water surrounded by palm trees and more sand, although it is notably more flat than Prism’s side of the arena.

As the spinner finished its job and faded away, the doors on each side of the arena opened to signify the start of the match.

(A coin flip has decided that Prism will get the first post. The arena size is identical to that of the 1v1 arena in the show, however, it features scaled down biomes to fit the size. Good luck, and may the best combatant win.)

“Good afternoon Beacon students, Beacon competitors, and Beacon sponsors alike and welcome back to the forty-first bi-annual Beacon Festival tournament.” a refined and silvery female voice would say through the arena’s sound system, sounding as if someone had killed her puppy and took a big shit on her front steps. "Today’s Beacon festival match has two competitors from Beacon. Our first competitor is Sandy Smoke, whose semblance has as many applications as this tournament does students from Atlas! Facing off against him will be Setsuna Antiqua, with a semblance that can hopefully make this match go by faster!” Beginning to question everything she knew about Atlas, Prim would motion to her trusty partner Hunter to handle the environment spinner.

”You know, now that I think about it.” Hunter does the motion to start the holographic spinner. The spinners spun so quickly, making it nearly impossible to make out the passing words while Hunter continued his thoughts, ”Haven’t we seen the knight-shtick a little too much? And why are there so many hit-and-run students? I swear, we used to have students that packed more of a punch…” It ticked through the options slower and slower until it finally stopped on Mountain and Ocean.

”Oh that’s not fun.” Rising on Sandy’s side would be massive formations of rock that stand tall, with parts of the mountains allowing standoffs that can be used to hang onto. As for Setsuna, there was only one large bank that goes off into vast body of water. Littered along the body of water would be remnants of a ship that can be used as cover and something to stand on.
As the spinner finished its job and faded away, the doors on each side of the arena opened to signify the start of the match.

(A coin flip has decided that Setsuna will get the first post. The arena size is identical to that of the 1v1 arena in the show, however, it features scaled down biomes to fit the size. Good luck, and may the best combatant win.)

“Good afternoon friends, competitors, and sponsors alike and welcome back to the forty-first bi-annual Vytal Festival tournament!” a refined and silvery female voice would say through the arena’s sound system, still using the generic intro script that she was given. "Today we’re very proud to present our first match containing a student from Haven academy! In this match of the first year 1v1 bracket we have Aca...zilla Nahualli-Roth, the exotic looking young lady from Haven who can turn anything into a yoyo! Fighting against her we have Smokey Emberstone, the immovable object part of that...one paradox!” Turning to her partner in the booth, Prim would ask “Any thoughts on these two surely wonderful combatants, Hunter?”hoping that he had miraculously adopted a new refined personality. Also in hopes that nobody had noticed her very likely mispronunciation of Aca’s name.

A brief, yet awkward pause fills the arena. ”Exotic as in…” Hunter’s struggle for words can be felt by the arena. Then, a tired sigh was let out as he decided to give up on being polite. ”Alright, I’ll be honest. She looks really, really dumb. Congrats on being a non-Beacon student though!” With Hunter understanding his response would only bring about his demise and that any delay would only worsen his fate, he exaggerates a spinning motion as the large holographic image of a lottery machine appears on all sides of the arena, with two spinners. The spinners spun so quickly, making it nearly impossible to make out the passing words. It ticked through the options slower and slower until it finally stopped on Savannah and Wind Dust Field.
 
The floor of the arena lowered and, in its place, arose two new floors. On Aca’s side, large patches of wildgrass filled that part of the arena. Numerous Acacia trees litter the environment. If one was not careful, this area can be dangerous for those unaware. As for Smokey, he would have to deal with rough and coarse dirt, full of wind dust crystals ready to release their flurry of energy.

As the spinner finished its job and faded away, the doors on each side of the arena opened to signify the start of the match.

(A coin flip has decided that Aca will get the first post. The arena size is identical to that of the 1v1 arena in the show, however, it features scaled down biomes to fit the size. Good luck, and may the best combatant win.)

“Good afternoon friends, competitors, and sponsors alike and welcome to the forty-first bi-annual Vytal Festival tournament!” a refined and silvery female voice would say through the arena’s sound system, very unbefitting given the amount of cheering that overtook the arena. “My name is Primrose Cyrillo Palatine II, Professor of Combat Etiquette & Flow here at Atlas academy! Here with me in the booth is Hunter d’Azur, Professor of Battlefield Strategy and Combat Survival Training! Who...unfortunately had to step out for a moment!” Although nobody in the audience could see, the amateur announcer would struggle to hold back the anger that she harbored towards her partner and co-announcer.
“Well anyhow, I’ll not keep you from the surely amazing fights to come! In this first round of the first year 1v1 we have Akeldama Blood-Heart, the super-hearing Beacon student vs. Ayaka Miyamoto, the swift swordswoman also from Beacon!”

Suddenly, the bang of a door rings out through the arena as a tired voice begins to fill the arena, "Ah, I'm sorry I'm late.. I completely forgot about the tournament." Plopping down next to Prim, Hunter's sleep-addled mind could not stop him from making his thoughts clear. "Blood-Heart? Isn't that, uh... God, were they sparkly vampires or something?" Clearly, Hunter did not seem all too prepared, as the camera crew decided to start the environment spinner to begin the first fight.

A large holographic image of a lottery machine appears on all sides of the arena, with two spinners. The spinners spun so quickly, making it nearly impossible to make out the passing words. It ticked through the options slower and slower until it finally stopped on River and Fire Dust Field.

The floor of the arena lowered and, in its place, arose two new floors. On Akel’s side, rough patches of grass were cut in half by a single river that slowly flowed off the arena itself. As for Ayaka, the floor would be filled with the rubble of destroyed boulders as fire dust crystals of various sizes are planted around the arena, ready to be detonated at the slightest touch.
As Hunter took his seat and the spinner did it’s job, Prim would shoot her partner a death glare that could incapacitate even the most veteran of huntsmen. Before the mics were quickly cut, a loud thud and a very angry “DO YOU KNOW HOW FU-” could be heard.

As the combat in the announcer’s booth began, so did the main event. The doors on each side of the arena opened, allowing the combatants to enter the arena.

(A coin flip has decided that Ayaka will get the first post. The arena size is identical to that of the 1v1 arena in the show, however, it features scaled down biomes to fit the size. Good luck, and may the best combatant win.)

Knowing that this dare would be much worse for the person she would be sitting on, Julia would give a confident "Okie-dokie!" Sadly, she couldn't pick the person who's had the least interesting dares tonight, so she would have to go for the 2nd best options. In an attempt to make an informed decision, Julia would think to herself "Wellllllll, Zwei has only had truths...and he enjoyed that kiss. Tristan and Alex had to kiss, Setsuna clearly didn't enjoy the kiss, and I can't pick Isabelle. Is there someone I'm forge- MAO!" Instantly knowing who to choose as the name came to her, Julia would rapidly close in on Mao and take a seat on the vacant boy's lap [Auto-sit, boyo]. If one were to describe how painfully bony Julia's ass was, think of high quality tent spikes smelted in the fires of hell.

As she took her seat, Julia would happily say "I hope you don't mind my stay!" which was followed by a hearty giggle. Almost forgetting to select a new victim, Julia would rapidly point to Alex and say "Oh, and Alex, Truth or Dare?!"

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