The MCL Fair

[Tenrai]

A large hangar complex set up with large screens, several stages, each with large areas to watch from in front of and around each. Several large hangars, each show casing a mobile weapon and it's crew. Two large arenas are set up, with stands for the day's festitivities to be watched. The stands while open air, are covered with a large beam barrier, that is transparent instead of the normal colored variations used. Several backstage and private areas are roped or closed off for pilots and MCL personnel use. As for the open areas for the public, well those areas have people thronging to them, for reasons of meeting and asking questions for their favorite pilots, or seeing the machines, watching matches or even just to watch a skill exhibition held between matches. Vendors, mostly those selling trinkets, food, drink and various other sundries, are interspersed throughout. Set up around the two arenas are multiple VR cockpits that allow you to fight in one of the two machines currently in the match for that arena.

[Sieg Zephyr]

I’m separating the Schedule into two sections, I’ll post up the first half now, leaving a chance to make the second half to include any stragglers, If there are none, then this might be the entire list, or I might cycle you back out to perform again for late coming fans.

Located in one of the many flyers handed out during entry into the event, and supplied to each pilot as a timetable is the below.
Fair Event Schedule

Open Doors

Start of Pilot-Fan Forum

Skill Exhibition : Yue Osakura

Sparring Show: Siegfried Aiire Vs. Nanako Soriyu

Skill Exhibition: Shirtatori Hako

Sparring Show: Zander Steele Vs Donovan Dragovan

Skill Exhibition: Gerrard Knighten

Sparring Show: Kazuma Hiroyuki Vs Bryant Molirse

Short Break

Skill Exhibition: Siegfried Aiire

Sparring Show: Shirtatori Hako Vs Yue Osakura

Skill Exhibition: Donovan Dragovan

Sparring Show: Zander Steele Vs Kazuma Hiroyuki

Skill Exhibition: Nanako Soriyu

Sparring show: Gerrard Knighten Vs Bryant Molirse

Short Break

Skill Exhibition : Yue Osakura

Sparring Show: Siegfried Aiire Vs. Donovan Dragovan

Skill Exhibition: Zander Steele

Sparring Show: Nanako Soriyu Vs. Shirtatori Hako

Close of Fan Forum

Close of Fair

[Tenrai]

An hour before the fans get to the fair, Gerrard drives his bike into the hangar where the Twilight Wind is being set up for the day. Parking his bike to the side so it's out of the way, Gerrard can't help, but smile at the quadrupedal form of his robot wolf Fenrir as it walks up to him. Reaching down to rub the things head, Gerrard smiles before taking off his black, blue and white helmet. Looking at the bike with it's silver, blue and white, matching nicely with the black and chrome, Gerrard can't help, but apprecoate the beauty of the Ducati as it sits there. Hanging the helmet on the hand bars, Gerrard heads for the Twilight Wind, wanting to look at the machine before he used it, "Come on Fenrir, let's look at our new work horse before we have to use it this afternoon." The wolf follows along beside him.

[Yue Osakura]

Yue was sitting in wait in the pilots waiting area, reading a book he had scanned and downloaded to his PDA as his unit was being prepped for his skill exhibition some time soon. He had came to the convection early upon request from one of the officials in charge because of the skill show case.....and to fill out a lot of paper work (...yeah...). Lying on the coach, one arm propped under his head and the other holding his PDA, Yue had started to feel somewhat hungry. Like all ways he never ate in the morning. It’s something he will need to get back into the habit of doing.

Yue saved the page he was on and sat up, his stomach churned as he did. He looked at the time on his PDA. It was only 8:29, and in any case they would likely call him when it was time and he had plenty of time for a quick bite. Besides, they more then likely just opened the doors to the public. He stood up and headed for and out the door.

[Donovan Dragovan]

Donovan spent his pre-Fair time going over the Censura with a fine-toothed comb. He was already used to making public appearances of this kind, so he wasn't terribly nervous. He simply wanted to make a good showing and get it over with. Making sure his suit was assassin proof was as good a thing as any to be doing currently.

He spared the occasional glance around at the other pilots in the hangar, especially Nanako. He was interested in how the public would react to her new odd suit.

As he adjusted parameters and ran a system's check, he wished he had access to his normal facilities. He knew some improvements he'd make, but currently lacked the resources to upgrade.

[Nanako Soriyu]

Nanako was currently sitting in her machine's cockpit, busying herself with working out the few minor bugs that she had discovered with her machine's programming durring it's first outing the day before. Though its weapons use programming was yet untested, she could certainly deal with what she had discovered in the propulsion and maneuvering code. The work was a pain though, as Nanako had no pre existing data to work from other than what she had gathered durring the machine's last brief activation due to it's experimental nature. Nanako didn't mind though. To her, this was a chance to get to know her new mechanical partner better, and she was enjoying the simple, predictable nature of machines. Unlike people, they can be counted on to make it obvious when something is wrong. ust as Viridis Cruor did by giving Nanako a blue screen upon attempting to test her work. Nanako immediately rebooted the system and looked over the code intently untill, "Well, there's the problem.". Nanako had found a contradiction in the code she had typed and quickly corrected it. Testing the system again, the main viewscreen came online, rendering a blue three dimensional depiction of the hangar around Nanako's machine. Nanako noticed a distinct improvement in the clarity of the image over the last outing, as she was able to pick out individual washers and tools on a workbench below. Satisfied with her work, Nanako locked her machine's OS and descended from the cockpit on the motorized cable, walking over to where Donovan was working. "Hey, you want a hand?", she asked. Nanako was probing to see if Donovan's mood had improved at all.

[Tenrai]

Gerrard walks over to the Twilight Wind and shakes his head, "In the end Fenrir...this is nothing more than a waste of space, time, money and parts. You're the only good thing to come out of this." The wolf looks up at him and speaks in a voice rather clear, Gerrard Knighten, you say that about the machine you designed yourself. If that was the case, why did you design it and then design further upgrades for it?' Gerrard shrugs and walks over to hang up his trench coat. Pulling his black gray and white flight suit on over his clothing, stomps his boots on and grabs his helmet, Gerrard shakes his head, "Because in the end....that's all I am. Gerrard reaches down and attaches the harness to Fenrir and slides his foot into the loop and gets them both hauled up towards the cockpit.

[Tifa Mysteria]

Miyuki slumped grumpily through the opening procedures going on around her. Having won her earlier dance fever battle with her sister by a single missed foot step she had been feeling rather pleased with herself. That was until she had found out she was not being featured in the upcoming fair. After brooding over it for at least an hour in her room she had slipped out to see what kind of mischevious revenge she could extract.

Giving a slurp on a large milkshake she was holding she hardly noticed the two suited men walking in her direction. When they stopped and called her name she just growled and continued on her way. It wasn't until one of them caught her shoulder that she stopped.

"What do YOU want?" she said with a scowl.

"Miss Akatsuke? I'm Brian Moss, deputy director of the MCL Fair. I..." began one of the men.

"Oh so you're in charge of making this as fun for me as a Church visit huh?" glared Miyuki, "Why don't you just repossess my Puppy too?"

The two men looked at each other and appeared to grimice. Miyuki observed them with a curious expression.

"What?" she asked.

"There was a meeting with of the board last week. It was decided that we shouldn't be dragging minors into the competition...however good they are. We uh..."

"Minors huh? I'm not eight! Geez some people are such jerks!" She promptly threw her almost empty milkshake carton at the ground, "So what I do now huh?"

"We have a....proposition for you...if you'd like to hear it."

"So long as I still get to enact messy revenge on your hide that's fine..." murmured Miyuki.

[Sieg Zephyr]

Sieg had only arrived shortly before, having discovered his Hanger 8 friends having been employed for the day by his sponsor to work on his Cirrus and surprisingly his Stratus, both of which had been delivered and stood side by side in the hanger.

Sieg had his piloting suit on, though he wasn’t wearing the top half, the empty arms tied at his waist. Instead he wore an open, loose fitting, brightly coloured and patterned shirt for now, with a small dragon designed amulet hanging against his chest. His hair was tied back again today as he wandered around the hanger and private pilot area, not really paying attention and mostly looking down at his data pad. Having been told to leave his units well alone and stop distracting his crew with stupid questions on the new additions to the Cirrus.

“Tch.. I jus’ dunno…” He muttered to himself, not sounding to excited about the event and seeing fan’s of the MCL, afterall, it was another televised event, one “they” could be watching and no doubt would complain about pretty soon.

[Donovan Dragovan]

Donovan heard Nanako's call and turned his head up from behind the seat where he was finishing some modifications.

"No, thank you. I'm done here."

Prepping the Suit for lockdown, he slid from the cockpit and eased himself down to the floor. A satisfying hiss and a click were heard a few seconds later as the lockdown protocols took effect. No one would be getting into that suit short of a high yield explosion.

"How is your suit? Most of that tech was still experimental..."

She had been involved in the OS for much longer than usual. After all, he had heard from Hazo how she had programmed Censura from scratch in just a few short hours and it was working just fine.

His mood was still sour, but he wasn't being so terse anymore. The best he could do was put on his unreadable pokerface for now.

This post has been edited by Donovan Dragovan on Oct 18 2009, 08:01 PM

[Seishiro Hiroyuki]

Kazuma had just arrived in the MCL fair. Clearly, the MCL holds a large amount of power politically and also in popularity. He then entered the MCL through the backdoor, as to not get trampled by rabid fangirls if he used the front door. Finally in the hangar, he went to see the Phoenix Zero, being prepped for his sparring section. He then paused for a moment to think..."Will this be enough to actually stand a chance against the legend I'm going to spar with? Yet still, I will learn something from him." He knew his first spar partner is one of tremendous skill. He will have to be cautious.

As he thinks about the strategy, he sat at a chair, and saw other pilots prepping their machines. Although what is interesting is that there was a little girl who may be too young to pilot a mobile suit or armor. "They let little girls here? What has the world had become like...."

[Tifa Mysteria]

After finally agreeing to accompany the two men Miyuki found herself being escorted through the fair preperations towards the mobile weapon docks. She wasn't exactly sure what to expect and even less sure after actually passed the docks entirely and continued on towards another building on the edge of the MCL Compound.

"So where exactly are we going huh?" she said with a slight bored tone in her voice.

"We've been observing you since you entered the MCL just like all the other competitors," started Brian, "You certainly have some unique ways of entertaining yourself during the down time."

"Meh!"

"What would you say if I gave you the chance to entertain yourself in a different way?"

"Guh?"

Brian didn't respond, simply pointed ahead at a building they were approaching. It was a hanger but unlike the other hangers it was huge. Easily three times the size of the biggest mobile weapon hanger on the site if not bigger. From the look of the construction it was designed to simply fold back and no hanger doors were visible. Miyuki had seen the hanger before but it had only held her attention for a few moments. The thing was ancient and seemingly uncared for. Whatever was inside had better not be in the same condition.

[Nanako Soriyu]

"It still needs a little fine tuning.", Nanako replied, "But I won't know what tweaks to make untill I actually take it into a combat situation. Aside from that, it's running like a topp." Nanako was more than a little pleased with herself over this new mobile suit. After all, it was relying on technology that surpassed anything currently available. What Nanako was less than pleased with however, was the impending hordes of fans that would likely besiege both her and Donovan. Not only would they be annoying, they would make spotting threats to Donovan's safety quite difficult for her.

[Corrupted]

Zander's car maneuvered slowly through the equipment and people behind the hangars until it came across the one that the Hyperion had been assigned to. As Zander backed into the hangar, making sure to keep the car away from the ara where they were prepping his mobile suit for the day's activities. The engine cut off, and Zander put the keys safely away before stepping out of his vehicle. There were already quite a few pilots here already from the looks of it, but Zander didn't mind being late.

Hyperion was currently still wrapped up in the cover they had latched it into, and was standing in the middle of the hangar. As Zander walked around to the trunk of his car, the head technician came up to him, "Good morning sir. We've been working very late to make Hyperion ready for today. I hope you'll appreciate some minor modifications."

"Modifications?" Zander inquired, beginning to turn to walk over and see what the techs had been doing to his machine, "Just what do you mean by..."

"You'll see, Alexander." The voice of Zander's commander appeared from the front of the hangar. Braig was tall and muscular, easily filling out the long uniform he wore. He also happened to be a calm and caring man when it came to his team. He strode over to Zander and placed a hand on his shoulder, "No need to worry about the specifics so much, my boy. Just let the technicians do their work and have a good time today."

"...Yes sir." Zander reluctantly agreed. He didn't question Commander Braig, but he wasn't going to take it lightly either, "[B]I'll just go to the back area until I am needed."

His commander gave him an approving nod, told him that he had taken care of the pay raise, and handed Zander a schedule of the upcoming sparring matches and skill exhibitions. As Zander pulled his favorite longcoat from the trunk and buckled it up, placing a pair of tinted classes on his spiked hair, he walked out of the hangar and towards some of the other pilot's facilities to see just what could be his opponents.

(MS revealed a a later date.)

[Sieg Zephyr]

Sieg pulled his head up from his datapad, and then swiftly he moves towards one of the doors leading to the Fair’s main exhibition area where people were already buzzing around various stalls and such things.

“Man, that’s a lot of people…” Sieg considered taking a wander out there, if he fully changed out of his piloting suit he bet that most people out there wouldn’t know who he was, he was certain of that. He took a glance behind him, wondering how other pilots felt of this event, had they come to others like it, were they already known.

Still, he wouldn’t have his anonymity after today, though he was most likely wrong about no one knowing who he was.