Costume: For the sake of her act, Rakka's taken a very winter-appropriate approach to her costume, and is overall trying to go for that look with her and Kaen.
She wears a special white coat, sleeves pulled up to her elbows. Along with that, she has a long, long scarf made to look like a Furret wrapped around her neck, with matching fingerless gloves on her hands and black, shiny winter boots. She chose to get her hair done up in a tight bun for this, held in place by a couple hair clips styled after the Glacier Badge of Johto.
Kaen is more sparsely dressed, with the fur atop his head combed back into a neat coiffe. He's been groomed from head to toe, and a red ribbon is tied into a cute little bow around his neck.
Act: The stage has been set up simply with a raised platform in the center, winding stairs wrapping around it. The intro is fairly simple, with Rakka and Kaen entering from either side and meeting together in the middle where Rakka waves to the audience.
"Hello, everyone! I hope you're all ready to chill out with us."
She giggles as Kaen jumps around her, quickly taking the position they trained for at the center of the stage while Rakka backs up a couple steps.
"Okay, Kaen. Powder snow!"
The little fox raises his head up, and up, until he's looking up into the sky above the stage, and opens his mouth. A strong gust of cold air and volumes of snow come flying up into the sky, only to start raining down on the stage, Rakka and Kaen, and even the audience if they're close enough. By the time Kaen finishes, the stage has been coated in a fine layer of pure white snow. Rakka quickly joins him again.
"Wow, n-ice job, Kaen! With great powder comes great responsibility I guess."
Yes, that is how it's going to be. And the young Pokemon is all too eager to get to the next part of the act, which starts as Rakka bends down to gather some of the snow into her hands. "With all of this, we could make some amazing snowmen, or maybe our very own Avalugg, or even-"
As they trained, Kaen once again uses the Powder Snow move, but he makes it smaller, more percise, so focused that when he does it, he manages to fire a single snowball out of his mouth... that his Rakka square in the face.
For a beat, both of them are frozen, Rakka calmly wiping the show from her face to reveal the grin hidden underneath. She lifts her own snowball. "Taking the frost shot at me, huh?" She tosses her snowball at him with not that much force, but he still easily side steps it, wagging his many curled tails in anticipation.
And now the real battle has started, and it's about time where the music finally kicks in. A jaunty tune for two friends having some simple fun that turned into a test of skills. And puns, of course. The two of them square off on opposite sides of the stage and Rakka immediately gets to work on making more ammo for herself, while Kaen continues to do what he does best: fire snowballs out of his mouth. "Vul!!"
"Ack! Alp! I'm under attack!"
It continues like this, they dart back and forth trading blows, Rakka with an arm-full of snowballs, throwing them not-too-hard at Kaen who enjoys simply pelting his trainer with them. It's neither a serious match or mostly an act. It's a game, one that they both know how to play. Rakka knows how to throw just so that she doesn't hit him, and he knows better then to lob the hard snowballs at her. Those are for hitting the snow and sending up puffs of glittering snowflakes.
The main event comes fast. Rakka's supplies are running low, so she hurries on up to the raised platform. At that signal, Kaen stays on the ground floor, circling around the platform and following her with more snowballs. She lets out a short laugh as she reaches the top, looking down at him. With one last snowball clutched in her hands, she raises it.
"Icy you! Now I have the high ground, and it's time for you to- wha!"
In mock surprise, Rakka "slips" and basically hops off the platform, arms flapping in suspense as she falls. But Kaen is ready for it, the most important part of their rehearsals. He turns his head up at her, like he did before, forming a flurry of chill wind so strong that it blows up to Rakka and slows her descent. For a moment, she even seems to float as she's lowered down.
"...Oh, thank goodness! I thaw-t that would be-"
That is, until Kaen spins around and redirects the flow of the air. That small change causes Rakka to flip over and cancel the wind out entirely, sending her to fall... a foot or so, right into a snowbank nestled at the bottom of the platform. It's a soft landing, like all the snow on stage, and sends up a small cloud of flakes.
As everything settles, Rakka sits up in the snow, face covered in the white powder and still wearing a smile. Kaen hurried over and hoped up onto his trainer's head. It was a simple matter to lean down just enough to brush the snow from her face with his tail. All better! The most impressive part of the act was over, now it was time for the punchline.
"...I guess there's snow way to beat an Ice Pokemon in a snowball fight."
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Trainer: Rakka
Pokemon: "Kaen" (Alolan Vulpix)
Move: Powder snow
Costume: For the sake of her act, Rakka's taken a very winter-appropriate approach to her costume, and is overall trying to go for that look with her and Kaen.
She wears a special white coat, sleeves pulled up to her elbows. Along with that, she has a long, long scarf made to look like a Furret wrapped around her neck, with matching fingerless gloves on her hands and black, shiny winter boots. She chose to get her hair done up in a tight bun for this, held in place by a couple hair clips styled after the Glacier Badge of Johto.
Kaen is more sparsely dressed, with the fur atop his head combed back into a neat coiffe. He's been groomed from head to toe, and a red ribbon is tied into a cute little bow around his neck.
Act: The stage has been set up simply with a raised platform in the center, winding stairs wrapping around it. The intro is fairly simple, with Rakka and Kaen entering from either side and meeting together in the middle where Rakka waves to the audience.
"Hello, everyone! I hope you're all ready to chill out with us."
She giggles as Kaen jumps around her, quickly taking the position they trained for at the center of the stage while Rakka backs up a couple steps.
"Okay, Kaen. Powder snow!"
The little fox raises his head up, and up, until he's looking up into the sky above the stage, and opens his mouth. A strong gust of cold air and volumes of snow come flying up into the sky, only to start raining down on the stage, Rakka and Kaen, and even the audience if they're close enough. By the time Kaen finishes, the stage has been coated in a fine layer of pure white snow. Rakka quickly joins him again.
"Wow, n-ice job, Kaen! With great powder comes great responsibility I guess."
Yes, that is how it's going to be. And the young Pokemon is all too eager to get to the next part of the act, which starts as Rakka bends down to gather some of the snow into her hands. "With all of this, we could make some amazing snowmen, or maybe our very own Avalugg, or even-"
As they trained, Kaen once again uses the Powder Snow move, but he makes it smaller, more percise, so focused that when he does it, he manages to fire a single snowball out of his mouth... that his Rakka square in the face.
For a beat, both of them are frozen, Rakka calmly wiping the show from her face to reveal the grin hidden underneath. She lifts her own snowball. "Taking the frost shot at me, huh?" She tosses her snowball at him with not that much force, but he still easily side steps it, wagging his many curled tails in anticipation.
And now the real battle has started, and it's about time where the music finally kicks in. A jaunty tune for two friends having some simple fun that turned into a test of skills. And puns, of course. The two of them square off on opposite sides of the stage and Rakka immediately gets to work on making more ammo for herself, while Kaen continues to do what he does best: fire snowballs out of his mouth. "Vul!!"
"Ack! Alp! I'm under attack!"
It continues like this, they dart back and forth trading blows, Rakka with an arm-full of snowballs, throwing them not-too-hard at Kaen who enjoys simply pelting his trainer with them. It's neither a serious match or mostly an act. It's a game, one that they both know how to play. Rakka knows how to throw just so that she doesn't hit him, and he knows better then to lob the hard snowballs at her. Those are for hitting the snow and sending up puffs of glittering snowflakes.
The main event comes fast. Rakka's supplies are running low, so she hurries on up to the raised platform. At that signal, Kaen stays on the ground floor, circling around the platform and following her with more snowballs. She lets out a short laugh as she reaches the top, looking down at him. With one last snowball clutched in her hands, she raises it.
"Icy you! Now I have the high ground, and it's time for you to- wha!"
In mock surprise, Rakka "slips" and basically hops off the platform, arms flapping in suspense as she falls. But Kaen is ready for it, the most important part of their rehearsals. He turns his head up at her, like he did before, forming a flurry of chill wind so strong that it blows up to Rakka and slows her descent. For a moment, she even seems to float as she's lowered down.
"...Oh, thank goodness! I thaw-t that would be-"
That is, until Kaen spins around and redirects the flow of the air. That small change causes Rakka to flip over and cancel the wind out entirely, sending her to fall... a foot or so, right into a snowbank nestled at the bottom of the platform. It's a soft landing, like all the snow on stage, and sends up a small cloud of flakes.
As everything settles, Rakka sits up in the snow, face covered in the white powder and still wearing a smile. Kaen hurried over and hoped up onto his trainer's head. It was a simple matter to lean down just enough to brush the snow from her face with his tail. All better! The most impressive part of the act was over, now it was time for the punchline.
"...I guess there's snow way to beat an Ice Pokemon in a snowball fight."
Nailed it. Exit stage left.