It was now or never. The time to open the ceremony, to kick the festivities off with his own artistic presentation was nigh. He figured it best to get both over at once; after all, who knew when the next time he’d make it to the stage would be? But Ipomoea did not feel ready at all—butterflies danced in his stomach, his heart thumping painfully hard in his chest. He hadn’t rehearsed his set yet, nor written a speech of his own despite having helped many others finalize their's. He’d been so focused on everyone but himself, and on seeing the festival come to fruition, that he had neglected his presentation in the process. It all had taken far more energy than he'd anticipated... he could only hope now that it was enough. The stage seemed far higher now than when it had earlier this morning, but he forced himself to climb the steps as if they were nothing, head held high in the morning light. He straightened the crown of flowers woven and placed delicately upon his poll, stalling for time. “Hello everybody,” he calls out in a voice that was more song than anything else, hiding his fears with a smile. “Welcome to our festival of music and the arts! I hope you find yourself right at home here, whether you hail from the Dawn Court or elsewhere.” He clears his throat, looking out among the sea of faces. His heart skips a beat, a thousand words racing through his mind as he struggles to pull his thoughts into order, to remember all of the things he wishes to say. “To get us started, I would like…” …And then he backs out at the last second. His voice stutters and cracks; he hopes no one notices. Just like that, what little courage he thought he’d had dissipates into the wind. “I’d like to invite the first band up—after their set the stage will be open to anyone and everyone for a brief while! There are programs at each of the booths, but really any time the bands stop playing, there will be a time for presentations and acts. Please don’t hesitate to come on up and show us your artistic talents! Just remember to kindly give everyone the same respect as you yourself would like shown. It’s a big thing to get up here to show off your art and abilities, but just know we’re all in this with each other. I look forward to meeting all of you, and witness all you’ve decided to share with us today.” And with one last smile, he ducks away from the stage, out of the spotlight and into the crowds. There would be time for his own presentation later, he hoped. Welcome to the music and arts festival! In this thread, you can write out your characters IC presentation of their art or abilities—remember, this can be of any medium! Songs, paintings, magic tricks, dances, you name it! Please keep posting to a minimum, this thread should only be for your characters presentations—you can post small reactions, but the bulk of interactions should be in private threads to keep this one tidy! Thank you, and have fun! |
art by rhiaan
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