[One minute Sparks Nevada is shooting down the alien weirdo proclaiming themselves the emperor of Mars, and electing a new sheriff, and then next he's being dragged off to some other universe to become world saving hero.
Great.]
[A - around] Many new heroes have been brought here today, but this one sticks out due to the cowboy hat with his paladin armor, and the large robotic gloves tied to his belt. His moogle is perched on top of his hat, rubbing her little paws excitedly. The hat's owner looks unamused by everything in general.]
Let's go, kupo! I want to get some snacks, and then see the Blitzball game!
Yeah, I'm not exactly hungry at the moment. Wait, the what-ball game? Y'know, you're heavier than you look. And you can fly. [Sparks lazily swats at her to move, but Red keeps her place.]
[B - chocobo races] [His moogle might be a pain in the butt, but Sparks is glad to have her around for some answers, at least.]
Wait, that's a chocobo? [This wasn't really the sort of race he was expecting. He thought 'chocobo' might have been some local word for their kind of horses.]
Yep, kupo! Hopefully soon enough we can get you one for travelling, kupo.
I-- What? No, no way am I riding one of those. They're ridiculous. That idea's ridiculous.
[After a race or two, though, Sparks is enjoying himself. It's no fun to watch some races without bets though, so he'll offer up one to the stranger sitting near him.]
Hey. I'm willing to put this popcorn on the line next round if number four wins. Whattaya say?
[[C - fireworks] [Sparks finally has a moment away from his pushy moogle to collect his own thoughts and watch the fireworks display. He's still out among the crowds, but finds an on place in the grass to plop down, and wonders if he's going to wake up from this crazy dream. He's been through some weird stuff, but this really takes the cake. Scanning the crowds, he sees plenty of humans, but no Martians, nor any other races he's familiar with. He couldn't help but worry about how long he might be stuck in this place, and what was going to happen to his friends, his position and his adoptive home planet while he was gone. With a sigh he falls backwards onto the grass.]
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Great.]
[A - around]
Many new heroes have been brought here today, but this one sticks out due to the cowboy hat with his paladin armor, and the large robotic gloves tied to his belt. His moogle is perched on top of his hat, rubbing her little paws excitedly. The hat's owner looks unamused by everything in general.]
Let's go, kupo! I want to get some snacks, and then see the Blitzball game!
Yeah, I'm not exactly hungry at the moment. Wait, the what-ball game? Y'know, you're heavier than you look. And you can fly. [Sparks lazily swats at her to move, but Red keeps her place.]
[B - chocobo races]
[His moogle might be a pain in the butt, but Sparks is glad to have her around for some answers, at least.]
Wait, that's a chocobo? [This wasn't really the sort of race he was expecting. He thought 'chocobo' might have been some local word for their kind of horses.]
Yep, kupo! Hopefully soon enough we can get you one for travelling, kupo.
I-- What? No, no way am I riding one of those. They're ridiculous. That idea's ridiculous.
[After a race or two, though, Sparks is enjoying himself. It's no fun to watch some races without bets though, so he'll offer up one to the stranger sitting near him.]
Hey. I'm willing to put this popcorn on the line next round if number four wins. Whattaya say?
[[C - fireworks]
[Sparks finally has a moment away from his pushy moogle to collect his own thoughts and watch the fireworks display. He's still out among the crowds, but finds an on place in the grass to plop down, and wonders if he's going to wake up from this crazy dream. He's been through some weird stuff, but this really takes the cake. Scanning the crowds, he sees plenty of humans, but no Martians, nor any other races he's familiar with. He couldn't help but worry about how long he might be stuck in this place, and what was going to happen to his friends, his position and his adoptive home planet while he was gone. With a sigh he falls backwards onto the grass.]
Okay, Nevada. Ya can wake up aaany minute now.