(Pre-Show) Registration Booths (WHERE YOU SIGN UP IC)

[Erza Scarlet]

Vehicle and traveling companion all but forgotten, Erza strutted forwards toward the crowd of rougher-looking mostly-humanoids. Those who had fled upon her arrival didn't interest her at all - it was those who stood unflinchingly in her path, or who hadn't even taken the time to notice her yet, who she wanted to meet. That, and the fried chicken and Pepsi at an adjacent booth appealed greatly to the fact that she hadn't eaten since arriving in this increasingly-intriguing place.

She approached the food stand, where a surprisingly smartly-dressed young man was calling into the crowd, loudly showing off his wares as though the surrounding crowd somehow couldn't smell them. When his gaze fell on her, he continued yelling, but more excitedly. "Ah haa! Another fresh prime, ready for the chop-show! Keep yer energy up with my delicious, nutritious, ooold country fried chicken! Just a couple Omnillium a pop!" By the time those words were fully out of his mouth, however, a bubbling pink-and-yellow puddle of pure energy was already seeping into the rinky-dink wooden tabletop, and Erza was comfortably leaning up against the corner, the shifted weight of most of her body and armor causing the booth to wobble precariously as the attendant scooped the raw Omnillium into a cash register, seemingly oblivious to the plight of his stand.

"Chicken leg, Bubble juice, keep the change if you tell me what you meant by "Chop-show?"

The man snorted, amused. "REALLY new prime. Yeah, we're a Pepsi-only stand, ya got that? And, you don't know? That over there's the signup for Dante's Abyss, big battle arena dealio. Doubt you'd do all that well, you obviously have no fighting experience if you've just arrived here." He gave another condescending smirk, handing over the chicken Erza had ordered.

She began to chew as the man continued to explain the imminent event, letting off a very quiet sigh. Not bad. Delicious crust. Too bad... "Mmf. Just give me water then." Accepting the offered cup, she stepped to the side as a large brute of a man, almost as well-armored as she, stepped forward and made his own order.

"What is UP with these people?" She wondered aloud. "So snide. And this Abyss thing, it sounds a whole lot like the Grand Magic Games. I was fantastic there, why shouldn't I get a shot here? And I totally look like a battle-hardened warrior." She flipped her hair to the side and maintained a derisive frown.

"What's to stop you from signing up then?" Erza turned to the side to find that she'd managed to float her way over to the central booth, the one actually set up by the competition's official personnel. "You certainly look capable enough to me!" A perky, almost pixie-esque young woman, no older than Erza, grinned up at the disheveled warrior from her stool in the booth. "Signups are right here! Go on, take a form!"

"I bet you say that to all the hot chicks." A light smile made its way up Erza's face. The girl seemed sincere enough, and an ego boost was always welcome. "But, I think I will."

Appearance –

Personality – Erza enjoys difficult and strenuous tasks, such as harsh training, construction work, and keeping goobers like Natsu in line, just to name a few. She is rarely completely off her guard, and tends to sport her Heart Kreuz Armor as casual wear. Furthermore, she has a tendency to become irrationally irritated with the slightest disturbance from her will - For example, her slice of cake was smooshed, or her first ever picnic was rained out. Erza lacks a number of social graces, being used to the ability to knock down anyone who gets on her nerves. She is somewhat obsessed with a number of rather silly things - She absolutely loves singing and acting, though she's terrible at both, and any opportunity for a picnic (which she's never experienced, and has highly romanticized) becomes the first priority over any other pressing matters. She also is secretly a huge fan of smut, though getting to know her tends to reveal this plainly enough after a time.

Regardless of these... Quirks, Erza has a very strong moral code when things get serious. She will fight to the end for her friends and those she deems worthy of protecting, putting them even before herself, and will not back down when something she believes in is on the line.

Possible Reactions – Erza is entering in an attempt to show that she is just as worthy of praise in terms of battle prowess as she was before coming to the Omniverse. By extension, she is also representing Fairy Tail to some degree, and will do her best not to bring her guild shame, be it through simply performing poorly or taking morally grey paths to victory (e.g. manipulation, backstabbing). As such, any such actions of others as observed by her will be treated with utmost severity - She is more likely to try and keep things clean (unlikely though that may be) than to actively try to win against other players she deems worthy.

Relationships – Gildarts - The two know eachother from their home world, and were allies and solid friends there, but have not yet met in the Omniverse.
Emerald - Recent travel partner. Probably won't be participating, but eh, it's all I've got.

‘Combat’ Style – Will react violently towards rebuffs and sabotage, and will actively protect her friends and allies above herself most of the time. More offensive than defensive in terms of combat, especially when wearing armors specifically attuned to that purpose.

Eligible Powers – Super Jumping (Basic), Burst Movement

Moves – Only Flame Slash, which will be my Tier 0 Super Move, and Flight Armor (Tier 1 Powered-up form) If I can buy it in time for the start of the event.

Extra – Super stubborn, almost 'tsun' in how she interacts with certain characters and very overbearing when trying to get her way, but has a soft heart for good people when it comes down to it. Her favorite foods are cheesecake and souffle.

Quotes – "All I need is the power to be able to protect my comrades. So long as I have the strength to do that, I don't care if I'm weaker than everyone in the world."

"Always trying to make myself look strong, so I locked my own heart in a suit of armor and cried."

"As long as you laugh at people's suffering, your goal will always be out of reach."

"I don't care if you're the strongest or the top guild in Fiore, but I will tell you this. You've made enemies of the worst possible guild to piss off."

Erza dropped the pen back on the counter, her chickenscratch covering the page (and incidentally, the clipboard as well) that had been given to her. "Aalright! Is that it?"

The woman at the counter again turned back to Scarlet, eyes widening as the horror that was Erza's handwriting came into her view. She did, however, maintain her cheery demeanor. S'pose it's not the WORST I've seen all day. At least she's literate. "Aaalright I'll get that processed for you right quick! Oh, we also need to do this thing with a camera... Jone? Jone, get up here!"

The counter jolted upwards with a dull *thud*, sending the pen skittering off to the floor and Erza's joining form fluttering up into the cautious hands of the representative. Out from below the desk crawled a disheveled boy, no older than 13, dressed fashionably but coattails covered in mud and hair full of sticks. "Got it!" He yelled, voice muffled by a fancy shirt pulled up too high as his hand made its way up to the counter, depositing a state-of-the-art video camera, battered and muddied it seemed sheerly from contact with the little rascal. Jone crawled to his feet beside the helpful girl, rubbing his head and quietly agonizing over his recently-acquired injury. "Sorry about that." It was the girl again, and Erza turned to face her. "He's... A mess. Anyway! Promotional video time!"

The sprite of a woman lifted the video camera and began to roll.

"Huh? Wait! I'm not ready, turn it off!" A scratchy and out-of-tune series of warm-up arpeggios came hurdling out of the redhead's throat, and the two underpaid employees made eye contact while sporting identical cringes. The camera was still rolling. Erza struck a pose, giving the camera an angled, solid stance, feet apart, face serious and sword in hand. "Alright, I'm ready, let's do this! I'm Erza Scarlet, otherwise known as Titania!" She lifted her arm, pointing her sword directly at the camera. "And I'll be showing YOU my strength, and the power of Fairy Tail!" She held the pose for a moment, then allowed her newfound excitement to flood her face, giving her childlike energy as she rushed up again to the girl holding the camera. "Ha haa! Did you like my performance? Ooh, that was fun, do we need to try another take or is that one-"

The woman chuckled, held up her hand to Erza's face to cut her off, and turned off the camera. "That'll do quite nicely. Aaalright, in ya go!" She pulled back a curtain behind her, making an opening in the booth-front and pointing towards a wonky-looking rift in the back of the tent. Erza took two hesitant steps forward, then one back. Wait, am I actually nervous now? No way... I can't let the chicken guy be right. I'm totally suited for this. And with that, she steeled her nerves for the coming journey and strode briskly onwards through the portal.