Rockstar, A TCG Thing Chapter 1: Was it the end of the beginning, or the beginning of the end?

[Yours Truly]

(Overly dramatic theme)

The three of you had been waiting weeks for this to happen, the town's 'sign off' was generically named yes, and the competitors were not all up to snuff, but in the end of the day it was still a..uh, a stepping stone yes? A ticket out of the podunk ville called 'Springside' for reasons known only to the octogenarians who founded it and the town's one historian, none of whom are here to comment on why.

Of course there really isn't much to say about 'here', as the circular open air 'stadium' they've built for the competition itself could barely fit more than two hundred people at a time, but then again this was a Tuesday, and by the look of things there really wasn't much interest for this event in the first place. You'd think that more than fifty people would be interested in displays of magical ability and singing talent... but then again if the competitors the three of you had to fight just to get into the competition were any indication, they probably wasn't missing much, but it was the semi finals now, and things were bound to get interesting soon right?... right?.

Oh well, you've already wasted an hour just to get here, might as well carry on and hope that you can find someone interesting enough to fight, less the entire the entire competition ends with you being nothing but 200 dollars richer and so many times more bored. It should be time to head back to the main desk, and let's hope that Mable will send you some fresh young talent this time, and not another farmer who thinks that he can just get away with singing country music with that voice because Johnny Cash is a thing.