10-04-2015, 12:10 PM
The structure known as the Colosseum, Shulk discovered, was a boiling pot of activity. Outside, it was a struggle for the boy to get his bearings due to the massive influx of people that threatened to jostle him if he wasn't attentive enough to avoid them. From a select few people passing by, Shulk managed to gleam some information out of the overwhelming crescendo of noise around him. There was a tournament of sorts taking place a few days from now, and competitors from all over the Omniverse were said to be taking part in it. Powerful primes were sure to take participate, so the conversations went.
With the Colosseum looming large over the surrounding area, Shulk decided then and there to participate in the competition. He wasn't confident in his chances to actually win it, the real goal was to see if using the Monado more would somehow jog his memory, maybe he could recall more of his past if he remembered past battles? It was a shaky theory, but at least he'd still get some practical experience even if he didn't remember a thing.
After no small effort on Shulk's part, he broke free of the throngs outside and entered the massive structure. From the outset, Shulk noticed that there were strange, yet pleasant smells from the distant food stands tempted the Homs to try foreign delicacies. If a stand wasn't hawking food, there were men and women pitching their wares -- from toy weapons to little flags, among other things. On the other side of the arena, he noticed an official looking man standing beside a podium, and on it rested parchment. Fortunately for Shulk, he had an easier time making his way over to it this time.
As Shulk approached the man, he gave the podium a studious glance. The parchment on top of it had what looked to be names written down. "Registration is still open." The Monado wielder looked at the man beside the podium and nodded. With a quill dipped in ink, Shulk awkwardly signed his name in one of the many empty spaces. With that, Shulk left the Colosseum for the carnival outside. He didn't have any kind of money to his name, however, so he sort of loitered about. He thought it was fun enough watching the festivities anyway.
With the Colosseum looming large over the surrounding area, Shulk decided then and there to participate in the competition. He wasn't confident in his chances to actually win it, the real goal was to see if using the Monado more would somehow jog his memory, maybe he could recall more of his past if he remembered past battles? It was a shaky theory, but at least he'd still get some practical experience even if he didn't remember a thing.
After no small effort on Shulk's part, he broke free of the throngs outside and entered the massive structure. From the outset, Shulk noticed that there were strange, yet pleasant smells from the distant food stands tempted the Homs to try foreign delicacies. If a stand wasn't hawking food, there were men and women pitching their wares -- from toy weapons to little flags, among other things. On the other side of the arena, he noticed an official looking man standing beside a podium, and on it rested parchment. Fortunately for Shulk, he had an easier time making his way over to it this time.
As Shulk approached the man, he gave the podium a studious glance. The parchment on top of it had what looked to be names written down. "Registration is still open." The Monado wielder looked at the man beside the podium and nodded. With a quill dipped in ink, Shulk awkwardly signed his name in one of the many empty spaces. With that, Shulk left the Colosseum for the carnival outside. He didn't have any kind of money to his name, however, so he sort of loitered about. He thought it was fun enough watching the festivities anyway.
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