“Next we have a young man who’s incredibly special to me… He may not be a household name in Galar, like Champion Leon or the rising star Bede, but he more than makes it up with his kind and sensitive nature… Ladies and gentlemen, I’m pleased to introduce you to… Rick!~”
“That was a rather… Grandiose introduction for such a common name…”
“Well, you chastised me the last time I tried to do a fun introduction, so what do you want from me?”
“Point taken. Let the game commence.”
Levitating Steps -- 54 seconds
“My, what a strong showing… Rick doesn’t scale the obstacles quite as fast as some like Gordie or the Roses, but he still ascends them at a very brisk pace. You certainly have an eye for talent, Mr. Chairman.”
“I sure do! And, mark my words, Rick is one of the best! Just wait! You’ll see!”
Machamp’s Low Sweep -- 43 seconds
“ATTABOY, RICK! I mean, uh… Wow, look at how quickly he runs through the veritable gauntlet of sweepers! Isn’t he the most talented young man you’ve ever seen???”
“He’s doing very well, but let’s not get ahead of ourselves, Mr. Chairman. He still has a lot of the course yet to complete.”
Falinks Hill -- 186 seconds
“NO! Oh, Arceus! Rick, are you okay?!”
“Apologies to those listening. It seems Rick lost his balance on his first attempt to climb the Falinks Hill and has fallen into the water. He now appears to be panicking and all further attempts to climb back on are proving futile…”
“Rick! It’s okay, honey, just try to calm down! You’re doing amazing! Don’t give up!”
“Dhimani’s words seem to have hit their mark… Rick is climbing up the hill as carefully as he can now, as the Chairman continues cheering him on. But with that amount of time loss, he’s doomed if he fails another section…”
Dhimani was on his feet now, screaming into the microphone and bouncing anxiously. “This is it folks! THIS IS IT! Rick doesn’t want to leave anything to chance! He holds up the Timer Ball pin to slow down the rotation of the cutouts! But he still has to wait for the next one! Will he make it?!”
Oleana glanced at her countdown clock. “Ten seconds.”
“You can do it, Rick! You can do it! I believe in you!”
“Seven…”
“He finally makes the jump! Ooh, that was a tight squeeze -- but he made it!”
“Five…”
“THE BUTTON, SON! You have to hit the button! On your right! Hurry, HURRY!”
“One.”
Silence filled the stands as Rick slammed the button, chest heaving. Wide-eyed, Dhimani looked toward Oleana. “... Well?! Did he make it???”
She frowned up at the Chairman, and shook her head with a sigh. “I… I’m sorry, sir. He was only a second off… But he did not complete the challenge. Rick is eliminated.”
Dhimani bit his lip quietly, then sighed and gave a sunny smile up to Rick. “That’s… That’s alright! He came close and tried his best, didn’t he? Everyone, give him a round of applause! Well done, Rick… i’m so, so proud of you!”
Quick Ball Guy made a heart with his hands towards Rick as he climbed back off the finishing platform as the stadium rang out with supportive applause.
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I really wanted to shout out pinkrival, tenebres-champ, streetsteel, everstcne, rallytheskulls, 100eightynine, and grassgrown. They're all incredible roleplayers of canons and OCs alike, and they have not only great ideas, but incredible skills as writers in general. I can read their threads and genuinely feel like I'm looking in on whatever is happening, like a dream. They all deserve so much love, and I wish I had more characters for this ask to put how much I love them all. - Anonymous
@everstcne answered your ask “A stranger with fierce, golden eyes and pure white hair just glared at...”
A stranger with fierce, golden eyes and pure white hair just glared at Rick with his arms crossed defiantly. "So what're you supposed to be, huh? Some kinda musician? Are you even any GOOD? Like... At ANYTHING?" He rolled his eyes. "Let me guess... You're the sensitive type. What a waste."
“I….. well- I mean technically, I actually work at a daycare, but..”
He fidgets with his hands at the next question, looking down. Was he any good…? Really?
“Um… n-no, i wouldn’t really.. say I am,,” The other’s words were harsh but, to Rick, they were probably right.At least, he thought so.
“sorry,, I know I am,”
“What the...”
He scoffed angrily, glaring at Rick. “Hey, idiot. Are you really gonna just sit there and take that from some chump you don’t even know? What the hell’s the matter with you?”
He shook his head. “I’m gonna try this again, and the next time you’d better not sit there and take it, neither.”
After a moment to let Rick hopefully compose himself, he said again. “Are you good at anything? What a waste.” And then he gestured at Rick, apparently expecting him to say something to counter his previous insult.
