Niameck City Square, 10.2.2020 Adelheid stood in her Dress at the Backstage watching the last of the Pre-Show Bands playing. It had been a good decision to warm the crowd up with local Bands, the gathered people where agitated and chatting, waiting for the show to begin but not bored.
Well, Adelheid thought to herself,
the Mulled Whine might have helped as well.
The Stage lights turn off as the Last Band hurries off, the Speakers blasting Thunder just before Adelheid hit the Stage. Her Red Dress and Veil flowing in the Fans' blow as she struts across the stage and over the catwalk.
"Are you READY?"
Adelheid bellows into her Microphone, as dozens of dancers stream onto the stage to yet another piece of electric swing from her beloved Caravan Place. Thoughts pushed aside as the next part of the show was about to starts.
From behind the stage, a young boy in a Bunny costume stumbles over the Stage. The show gets to a grinding halt, music is paused as
Augustin grabs himself one of the Microphones.
"Please remember to get registered as Marrow or Organ Donors."
Adelheid hurried over, and makes an exaggerated effort to shoo him off stage, before the dance Number continues. If she would tell anyone that this commotion was the kids plan to fake it she'd probably be called a liar.
A Time Table with several of the Most important, and a lot of the smaller, Designer Venues is Projected onto the Stage, while she grabss the Microphone:
"After the Success of Last Year, the Fashion World has gotten Roots here in Niameck. But since when is the Empire contempt with humbled beginnings?"
She waltzes towards the Projection, turning towards the Audience:
"This Year, we are More. More Color, More Fabric, More Nations. If there has been any doubt last time, there will be none this year: THIS WEEK, WE ARE THE FASHION CAPITAL!"
Applaus from the Audience, which is getting riled by some animators:
"CAN YOU HEAR ME, MUNDUS?"
Another rounds of cheers from the crowd:
"LETS MAKE SURE; WE WILL BE THE CAPITAL FOR YEARS TO COME, CELEBRATE WITH ME!"
Adelheid tosses the microphone to one of the Stage hand, as one of the Main Acts for the Evening enters the stage. She walks off to the Side. One show done, the whole Week to go.