May Swear In

[lastofthebog]

WHO: Everyone!
WHERE: Nonah's Fairgrounds
WHEN: May 12th
WHAT: May Swear In
WARNINGS: None expected; please warn in threads if necessary

Spring is finally beginning to fade into summer with weather starting to warm, and the trees and flowers beginning to blossom into their peak, and what better way to celebrate the welcome change in weather than with a FAIR?



The fairgrounds have been transformed overnight with a swath of rides and attractions filling the field from one edge to the other. There is, of course, a booth for imPort registration that's positioned near the entrance of the fair. Even so, imPorts with an interest in registering may have to ask a fair worker for directions. The signage on the registration booth is, for some reason, faded and easy to miss among the bright and bold banners and lights drawing attendees to the different game booths that line the paths further into the grounds. Must have just been poor planning on someone's part!

Further into the park there are a wide array of the standard carnival games. Games include from balloon pops where you can win your very own "signed" copy of imPort photographs, but does anyone actually remember signing any photos…? There's also a ring toss that no one can seem to win, but the prizes include items like a water bottle discarded by Tony Stark, or dried flowers from one of Persephone's actual vines! Or maybe you'd like to prove your sharpshooter skills by knocking milk bottles down with a pellet gun? Prizes range from cheap, poorly painted figures of popular imPorts, to a handful of detailed and poseable figurines of both imPorts and famous media characters for the very best shooters.

Past the games are the many, many different food booths. You can chow down on Fried Stuff On Sticks, offering fare ranging from deep fried cheesecake on a stick to deep fried corndogs on a stick to a variety of tempura on sticks. (It counts!!) Or perhaps you prefer a healthier roasted meat? There's no shortage of options for that: roast turkey, roast beef, roast bison, roast alligator? Strangely few, if any, of these booths offer any vegetable options, but intrepid imPorts can find a booths offering superfood smoothies, quinoa bowls, or fruit parfaits tucked away at the very end of the food court.

And don't forget the main attraction (at least, the attraction Galla is most pleased with): CAPTURE THE FLAG. A parcel of land roughly the size of two side-by-side American football fields has been fenced off, and a brightly colored banner that looks like it manifested directly from the 90s is hung across the entrance, inviting all to enjoy! Inside, there is a scattering of trees to provide some natural cover in addition to man-made structures like sections of wall, pieces of large construction pipe to crawl through or hide in, and, of course, the different flag bases:



Yes, those are inflatable dinosaur heads inside an inflatable Jurassic Adventure. The flags are located inside of the temple the top of the "mountain" which, conveniently, has a rock climbing facade just in case climbing to the top of an inflatable hill is too difficult for some players.

Capture the Flag games are held hourly, and imPorts can choose to compete against each other, against natives, or even to team up with local native attendees! When competing against or with natives, imPorts are asked to refrain from flight, mind-reading, or teleportation, but it isn't a rule being strictly enforced. In fact, apart from those requests, imPorts are encouraged to use their powers as much as they like! There are natives lined up around the perimeter to watch the games play out, so why not give them a show to remember?

Comments

[cigarbribery]

At least they're not selling them off on eBay. [Which would probably be crossing a legal line, when he thinks about it. He's not sure, he'll have to check.] Could you imagine how weird that would be? Throwing away a bottle of hand sanitizer that cost you like, ten bucks tops, and then finding out later someone fished it out of the trash and auctioned it?

[It's such a ridiculous thing to do that Foggy's just deeply baffled. Then she mentions the fake autographs, and his face turns thoughtful. And a little worried.]

Someone's selling fake autographs?

[eloquentness]

[ No matter how they slice it, their "fans" (or money-sniffing hounds making a quick buck) are... devoted. Passionate. Madly devoted?? Maybe some weird combination of the three?

Iris nods, ] Yeah. I'd know Barry's handwriting anywhere, and the signatures on his pictures aren't his. Not that I think he'd pursue a case or anything... Just makes me think that if his is fake, everyone else's would be too.

[cigarbribery]

Legally, that's already pretty iffy. [He stops close of calling it outright forgery, because it kind of isn't—pictures aren't official documents, and he's not sure yet if there's an intent to deceive on the seller's part.] And since it affects way more people than just you or Barry, there's probably enough to at least file a dispute.

[He huffs out a breath, tucks his hands into his pockets.]

Do they seriously just let any old schmuck set up a booth at Swear-Ins? I feel like there should at least be some kind of standard in place.

[eloquentness]

[ Huh, really? Iris doesn't have enough drive or motive to file a dispute, but she can imagine a few imPorts might... ]

It's starting to feel like that's the case. [ Weren't carnival games supposed to be innocent? Fun? With stupider, less invasive prizes?? ] Though if anyone can get those legal standards in place, that would be you.

[cigarbribery]

I think that's a little too much responsibility for lil' old me, unless I get a little something out of it just to keep the lights on, [he jokes with a small smile. The lights are fine, Foggy's become very good at scraping by if need be, and he isn't in such dire straits that he has to scrape by at the moment.]

Seriously, though—now that I think about it, I actually might try. [He shrugs a little, sobering up.] Could at least make sure you get fair compensation out of people selling shit with your name on it.

[eloquentness]

Yeah, like uh - we should own the copyrights to our own likenesses?

[ Is she remembering that right? Iris isn't exactly a law reporter, so she shrugs a little helplessly. ]

You've got a great intern, and I'm sure I could spare some time to help with research. I happen to be a pretty decent investigator.