paixaorpg | The Genie Golf Classic

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The Genie Golf Classic

Character(s): Everyone who entered into the tournament.
Content: GOLF!
Setting: Starts at Joutenheim outside the city and works itself back in ending at City Hall.
Time: Week 8, Morning
Warnings: Watch for flying balls ;)

"Good morning and welcome to the first annual Genie Golf Classic. It’s a beautiful day just outside the city of Paixao here on the mysterious but equally as gorgeous island. Unfortunately due to legal purposes it is to remain unnamed for the time being so for those of you watching our live feed at home put the maps away and find yourself another vacation spot. I suggest Abu Dhabi, someone needs to bring Nermal back home.

The sun is out and it’s hitting you at total of seventy five degrease Fahrenheit. Wind’s coming at you at three miles an hour, just south east with a relative humidity of thirty percent. Whoo! Hope you brought your sunscreen kids, it’s gunna be a hot one. For those of you who forgot to bring a beverage we do have a stand set up at the checkpoint with both free food and drink. That’s gunna be the sixth hole, just outside the Niflheim gate. Get ‘em while they last. Back inside the domes it looks as though we might be seeing some thundershowers this afternoon with a high chance of belligerent Org. members. Do be careful out there and don’t hesitate to call if you run into any trouble.

Things are about to get underway. We ask that all golfers that haven’t already please report to the first hole for full registration to receive maps, clubs, and more. The game will be underway in a few moments from now. So far we can look forward to seeing such notable personalities out on the green today as President Naja Salaheem of the Salaheem Sentinels and Urd, Goddess of Love. We also have the Doctor accompanied by his lovely lady friends, Jecht, Ivan, and more! Who will you meet on the green today?

Here’s a reminder for all you out there that the winner of today’s game will be awarded our super awesome ultra fantastic secret grand prize. What is it? Win and find out!

Before we begin a quick reminder of the rules is in order. We have a lot of new players with us today so we want to do our best to help play the game as well as enjoy themselves. It also never hurts to refresh yourself. A complete but brief explanation of the rules of the game can be found at the first hole along with all the necessary course maps. To be very, very brief, your objective for today is to get your ball into all the holes on the course using your clubs in as few swings as possible. Count your clubs before you begin; you are only allowed a total of fourteen. Also, remember to play the ball as it lies. This is very important. Respect your opponents and practise good etiquette. Most importantly HAVE FUN!

As a closing note, I feel I need not remind anyone that there is no tolerance for endangering another player’s wellbeing. Anyone who does so will face very strict and harsh penalties by me. If you run into any trouble on the course today don’t hesitate to summon me by either the alarm found on your cart or golf bag. I have several scouts spread out across the course and will also be patrolling the area to ensure safety to all our players.

Right! Now with that all out of the way, get out there, have fun, and buy a souvenir t-shirt!"

[ooc: All maps and information are posted in the ooc here. If you have any questions feel free to ask them there. Also, here is a useful guide to golf that might come in handy for those who are not completely familiar with the game like myself.]

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Lenne danced lightly up to Genie's table with a friendly wave and a smile, entirely unsure what exactly she'd be getting herself into. But, hey! It had to be less painful than trying to rescue a girl from Hades, eh? Besides, any excuse was a good one to get out in the sun.

She browsed the various items on the desk, while eyeing the golf carts somewhat wearily. She was starting to get the general concept of the game from her perusing, and claimed a pencil and a couple score cards for herself. The t-shirts were rather tempting, too.

She looked around as a few others started to arrive, wondering if she would see anyone she recognized. A little friendly competition would make it that much more fun.

“Finding everything you need?” he asked Lenne when he returned to his seat at the table after a certain Mithra had brought him away from it. He noticed the items she had gathered so far and smiled. “Familiar with the game, are you?” the genie asked at this. “There are so few, it’s nice to see a change. Then again, they might not stand as great a chance against someone with experience under their belt. Even so, you should take a guide and give it a quick read. It never hurts to familiarize yourself with the game. Besides, it’s always possible you may have forgotten something.”

Taking one of the guides to gold from the table, Genie offered it to Lenne with a bright smile. “Here you go. I’m Genie by the way. I don’t believe we’ve met before. I’m glad you could make it out for the competition. Couldn’t keep away from the super awesome ultra fantastic secret grand prize either, hu?”

"Oh, hello!" Lenne greeted, finally finding her voice and her manners.
"I'm becoming more familiar by the moment, but I've never played this game before," she admitted sheepishly. Well, at least she seemed to look like she knew what she was doing! That was encouraging.

She took the guide from him with a grin, "I'm Lenne, it's nice to meet you, Genie," she responded. It was impossible not to smile around him. "This will definitely help!" she added, beginning to flip through the pages of the guide, looking for pictures to start with.

"Looks like I still need clubs and balls. Sounds pretty brutal, already," she laughed.

“Brutal?” Genie repeated with a look of concern across his features. “You don’t really think it is, do you? I wanted to make sure it was something everyone could participate in but… Oh, I knew I should have gone with badminton - or at least mini putt! That would that have been more appropriate, wouldn’t it? What was I thinking?” The djinn, having grown exceedingly upset, buried his face in his blue hands in shame. “I ruined everything!”

Lenne gasped, eyes wide in shock at Genie's reaction to her joke, she waved her hands, trying to distract him from his lamenting.

"Oh, no, no! Dear, it was a joke, I promise you... you know? Clubs? I... oh goodness, I'm sorry, it really is a lovely idea, I promise!"

Was he always this emotionally volatile? She would have to be careful with her sarcasm, it seemed. She reached out to pat his hand gently.

"Please don't be upset, I suppose it was a terrible joke, I am sorry."

A joke? The slid his hands down from his face too peek at Lenne as she explained. Oh, of course. Yes, that made sense. How silly of him to miss something as simple a joke, and a good one at that. He smiled and began to laugh. He got it now. “Oh, I see! I completely missed it. Don’t be sorry, it was a good joke! I just want to make sure everyone enjoys themselves and when I heard… Well, you know. Anyway, you needed some clubs, did you not?”

Lenne laughed lightly and nodded. "I do! And it appears that there are many types, and I have no idea which ones I need," she lamented, still flipping through the pages of the guide. She was glad for his mood swing, she would just have to be careful not to make another golf joke.

"And I'm sure everyone will have a great time once we all get playing," she assured him with another smile.

“I would say which clubs should you be carrying depends on how good a golfer you are. Some clubs are easier to control than others, and beginner golfers should focus on the easiest-to-hit clubs. Highly skilled golfers are capable of playing more specialized clubs and playing a wider variety of shots. I have a few clubs in mind for you if you wanted to join me in the rental tent. It’s just over this way."

The genie pointed to the tent behind them before starting to make his way toward it. On the way, a clipboard and pencil suddenly appeared in his hands which he offered to Lenne after. "In the mean time you can fill out this form for me. It’s just to officially registration for the event. All I need is your name and signature to say that you understand all the rules and little print.”

Lenne nodded as Genie explained the differences in clubs, then laughed. "Well, I'm definitely a beginner," she admitted. "I'd never even heard of this game until your advertisement, but it seems simple enough." Maybe just simple enough to be deceptively complicated.

She followed him to the tent where all the clubs where, and had to keep her jaw from dropping open at the variety. "Oh, my." she managed, taking in the array. "I don't even know where to begin!" she laughed.

Lenne took the form from Genie and filled in her name in a decorative script, then signed her name equally artistically after reviewing the fine print. Hopefully she wasn't missing anything about inevitable bodily harm...

Genie snatched the form from Lenne’s hands as soon as she finished signing it and threw it over his shoulder. It disappeared before it hit the ground, magically filing itself away by the djinn’s hand. He shared an assuring smile at this, gesturing toward the rack of clubs they had stopped in front of. A soft chuckle escaped him as fetched the woman a bag.

“Oh, don’t worry. That’s why I’m here. We’ll get you with what you need and on your way in no time.” Genie looked around the tent, rubbing his chin thoughtfully before he began to summon clubs into Lenne’s bag. “Now, seeing that you’re new I’d say we should get you a three-wood, four, five, and six hybrid – oh, seven, eight and nine irons too.” He examined the bag for a moment then snapped his fingers. “You’ll need a pitching wedge and something else…” The djinn snapped his fingers repeatedly, trying to recall the proper club he was looking for. As a result, a club continued to change into several others while he snapped. Sometimes, however, it changed into other things such as an umbrella, a baseball bat, and a tennis racket.

Lenne's eyes grew wider little bit by bit at every club she watched the Genie toss into the already heavy-looking bag. She was going to have to lug THAT all over the place? Oh my.

She couldn't help but be amused, however, and giggled as she watched the unfortunate piece of equipment transformed into all sorts of strange things, none looking very useful to the game at hand.

"Wish I could help!" she managed, eyes fixed on the club, wondering what it would finally end up as. She flipped through the pages of the guide, hoping maybe something would be in a language she actually recognized and could maybe find the name of the club Genie was searching for.

He stopped to scratch his head in frustration, eying the cactus now poking out of Lenne’s bag in silence. Over ten thousand years worth of knowledge and he couldn’t so much as remember a simple golf club. The genie was always annoyed by something like this. It was also at the worst times he managed to forget such things too. He huffed and glanced around the tent hoping that either his eyes would stumble on the missing club or catch something that reminded him of it.

“Oh, don’t worry about it.” Genie assured the girl. “I’m sure it’s around here somewhere – I probably have multiples of it. I do have quite the club collection after all.” He paused for a moment to look around the tent a second time and chuckled. “I didn’t even know I had this many to be honest. Talk about spiralling out of control. Makes me glade I got that pet goldfish instead of those bunnies.”

Lenne laughed at the joke, hoping that the clubs she was expected to carry around would soon cease to multiply. She took a moment to attempt to lift it, nearly going cross-eyed with the effort. Oh goodness. She blushed for a brief moment, hoping that Genie hadn't noticed her weakness, but it soon passed and she determined she wouldn't try lifting it again until they were all done filling it with her needed equipment.

"What else am I going to need besides all these clubs?" she asked, nearly regretting the question, hoping everything else would be much less intimidating in size.

[ooc: *glad, not galde DX]

Unfortunately Genie did not notice Lenne’s difficulty in lifting her golf bag. Had he known he would have immediately given the girl a lighter bag. He spent a long period of time carefully examining a number of clubs which he’d pulled from the shelves in hopes of his retrieving his memory. It wasn’t until the girl spoke up he looked away from them, hoping he could meet her needs. He quickly returned to her side, holding a rather intimidating club in his hands before he rested it on his shoulders.

“Oh, have I got a treat for you! What better way to make your grand entrance on the green than riding your very own golf cart!” Suddenly great blue clouds of smoke erupt before the two, revealing a purple painted golf cart, Lenne’s clubs already placed on its back. However, the colour was far from the only unusual thing about this cart. “Yo, yo, yo. We went full out on this ride, my man.” The djinn paused for a moment. “My woman. Check it! We hooked you up with eighteen inch Yokohama prototypes. We also got this wing put in and body kit in the back. We’re talking some sweet spoilage here. If you follow me to the front you’ll see that there was no way we’d be touching this cart without playing with the engine. So what we did was hook you up with an engine dress up kit. This baby’s gonna fly. In the back we put in a fusion sound system, dog. Amps, woofers, they’re gonna hear you from at least two blocks away. Not to mention we hooked you up with not one, not two, but three Xboxes. That’s right, three Xboxes installed in the cart. We’re talking some quality gaming. That's how we roll baby, that's how we pimp yo ride!”

Lenne could not help but giggle uncontrollably at the unfamiliar dialect Genie began to speak. However, the cart was SERIOUSLY impressive, and she absolutely loved it.

"Oh, it's PERFECT! And purple! How did you know?" she asked, beaming, immediately forgetting about her worries of lugging around all those clubs.

"Do I have everything I need, now?" she asked after a long while of oooos and aaahhhs, suddenly eager to get playing. There was nothing quite like looking the part to give one the confidence to play.

Oh, wonderful. She liked it! The genie practically gleamed of happiness at her words. There was always a strong joy he felt in making others happy, especially when it helped them enjoy themselves. He leaned casually against the golf cart, sharing an all too familiar smile at this point. “Oh, call it a hunch.” Genie replied with a small shrug. “You should be all set to play though! Just follow the maps and you should have no trouble. If you do, just give me a call. There’s a phone right in the cart too that you can use to call me. All you have to do is pick it up and push the blue button beside it.”

Lenne climbed into the cart, eyeing the pedals a bit warily, and memorizing the exact location of the aforementioned phone and blue button so that no matter how she may be flailing or flying to her doom she'd be able to hit it before her demise. She put her hands on the wheel and pretended to steer a bit, getting a feel for it.

"Thank you so much, Genie!" she told him, "I may be calling you quite a bit until I get the hang of things," she added honestly.

"Now... how do I get this thing started?" she asked sheepishly, after a very long moment of looking all over for a clue.

“Oh, that’s alright. That’s what the phone is there for.” He assured the girl, hovering beside her to get a better glimpse inside the cart. “As for starting the cart, you just turn the key here.” The djinn demonstrated, turning the key himself. The vehicle roared to life, the custom engine purring under the hood in anticipation. “Now, this thing will move pretty fast. So when you push down on the pedal be sure to be gentle until you get the hang of it. The break is right on the floor to the left of your gas petal.”

As Genie explained and turned the ignition key Lenne jumped a little when the engine roared to life. Oh goodness, the machina really did purr, in a way. She could tell it was powerful, and she began to wonder if Genie was serious and maybe the cart could literally fly... or maybe it was just that fast. She looked down at her feet, memorizing where the pedals were. One for each foot? Perfect. Hopefully she wouldn't push both at once, that couldn't possibly end well.

She gave the genie another bright, grateful smile. "Thanks for everything! Hopefully I won't destroy this machina entirely," she apologized in advance, a bit sheepishly. She had very little experience with mechanical things, and what experience she did have was... well, not good.

She grasped the steering wheel firmly, looking straight ahead, and very, very timidly pressed down the gas pedal just a smidge. The cart began to just barely crawl, engine protesting at her caution. So, she pressed down a little harder and the cart lurched painfully as she chickened out and took her foot off the gas, slamming down on the break with her left.

"Oh, dear, I'm sorry!" she apologized to the cart, and Genie. Oh well, here goes again... This time she was a little less timid, getting the cart up to a steady 5 miles per hour before abusing the break again.

This was going to be a long day, wasn't it.

“Oh, don’t mention it, it’s my pleasure. Besides there ain’t nothin’ I can’t fix - except maybe a marriage, but neither can Doctor Phil. I’m sure you’ll do fine, don’t worry about it. You just go out there and enjoy yourself.” The Genie said before waving her off. He planned to wave until she had gone out of sight, capable of traveling incredibly quickly with her custom cart, however her slow start brought him to lower his arm and simply watch her struggle in double the time. Not wanting to diminish the girls confidence he kept silent, stealthily zapping the cart to install seat belts which securely locked Lenne in place. Now hopefully she would know how to unbuckle herself.

Lenne's driving quickly improved, and she was grateful for the seatbelts, too, seeing as her erratic driving most likely would have given her a concussion otherwise. She drove around in circles for a bit, admittedly embarrassing, but she needed to get the hang of the contraption. After a few more minutes, and getting used to the sensitivity of the pedals, she sped off confidently for the first hole.

After watching another woman play who, even in Lenne's eyes, might have been distractingly under-dressed (thought enviably attractive), she felt she might have a solid hold on how the game was played. She set up her tee, fished out a ball that seemed like it was ready for the whacking, and selected a club at random, that she hoped was something like the one she'd just seen the other woman use.

Whack! And there it flew! Surprisingly straight, but it rolled well past the hole she had thought she'd been aiming for. Oh well. She danced her way on over to it and gave it another well-measured try, and very much to her surprise, in it went! She gave a happy cry and danced a bit, for a moment forgetting the potential audience of other players. Oops. With a slight blush, she picked up her ball and club and made her way back to her cart, making sure to mark her score correctly on the card. Now, where was that next hole...

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