paixaorpg | 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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"B-But..."

Rozalin bit her lip softly and stared down at the clipboard. She wasn't getting out of this, was she? This blue--what was he anyways?-- this blue person just wasn't listening to her.

Then again, what did she really have to lose? She had nothing to do anyways. Finding Adell had proved to be a lost cause. Maybe this fantastic prize could even help her in some way, or something. She lifted the pen, rolling it in her fingers glancing over the sheet of paper once more. It's not like she couldn't just quit if the game turned out to be silly, right?

Right.

"...Fine," she said suddenly, signing her name in indicated places with swirling cursive.

"Is that it?" Rozalin asked, having not really heard what he was going on about after the whole 'sign here' business.

“Just about!” he cheerily replied and snatched the document from her hands. “All you need now is some clubs and a cart. That should be easy enough to find. You’ll also need one of the guides, some tees, extra balls, a scorecard and pencil. I’ll throw all those in your golf bag and grab you a cart too.” The genie then folded his arms and ‘twitched’ his nose in a similar fashion as Samantha Stephens, a famous witch from the sixties. In doing so, Rozalin would quickly find herself standing on the green, a bag holding a complete set of clubs at her side, a golf cart behind her, and flat cabbie cap resting on her head. She was also wearing one of the T-shirts the genie had been selling over her dress. He may not have gotten her to change her wardrobe completely, but at the very least had her wearing something a little different.

That was... a lot of things. Just how complicated was this game?

Before she could make sense of everything she was suddenly, well, not where she'd been standing a moment before. Stunned for a moment, the first thing she noticed was something was very wrong. Reaching to her head, she pulled off the hat, giving it a distasteful frown, but something else quickly caught her attention.

"What is THIS? I can't wear this!" she grumbled, refering completely to the t-shirt.

Honestly, this just looked silly.

“And just why not? You’re not allergic to the fabric are you? Find that it clashes with the rest of your outfit? F.Y.I: completely your fault. Or feel you’re at any potential risk of anything other than looking fabulous?” The genie said from behind the demon. He gradually inched in closer with an expression that remained unconvinced that anything Rozalin was about to say could possibly make him change his mind about the matter. “That’s official merch. you’re wearing. It’s still even got the tag – and the price tag.” Genie quickly yanked the price off and tore it into pieces. “But that’s not important.”

"It doesn't even go at all! And that doesn't make it my fault. You're the one that put it on me!" she huffed, being utterly difficult.

"What IS important then?" she asked, folding her arms, setting a glare on the blue man. She was almost ready to call a quits. Her patience was starting to run a little thin, to the point of almost reconsidering this at all.

“You’re the one who refused to change outfits. You wouldn’t have to wear it if you’d have let me go ‘Project Runway’ on you.” Her replied, display the exact same childish pouting as Rozalin. If she was going to be difficult so was he. Besides, there was nothing wrong with his T-shirts. They looked great. A skunk could wear one and instantly look adorable as far as Genie was concerned. “I’ve been designing outfits for over thirty thousand years. How long have you? “ The djinn leaned his head in closer, hand cupping his ear as though he were listening to the demon speak. “What’s that you say? You’re not a designer? You’ve never touched a sewing machine or sewing needle? Well, in that case you’re gonna wear it and you’re gonna like it! And have fun too!”

"Project... what?" she had no idea what he was babbling on about now, but she shrugged it off as she proceeded to scowl at his words. How dare he insult her like this! This... blue man.

"I most certainly am not going to like it," she huffed, looking angry as ever at this point. She'd had enough of him. "Now if you're quite done insulting me, you can leave. I'll figure out this game myself."

Whirling around she stomped to the golf cart, randomly plucking a golf club from the bag and a ball.

The Genie Golf Classic

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