Let the Games Begin

[Morty]

"Hell yes!" Iskander grinned. "But why up a tree? You can't slide down a tree." he said, puzzled. He sat down to think a while, doodling diagrams in the dirt. "I think, if the river goes very down-hill, we can use power of the river for your 'pump', Gorn." said Iskander in his cracked english. ((OR WHATEVER LANGUAGE IT IS FJDHFSGDS))
(( www.youtube.com/watch?v=b2kv8BUVy6E&feature=related Too high-tech? <D))

[Nohiki]

"Oh you haven't seen the half of it." barked Sol'Lux and grabbed Starlight around her neck. Then she took a snowball and splated it on her face.
"What the?" said Zil as the snow cover under him went to hell. "Oh myyyyy!" he said but then the avalanche took him with it. When the mass stopped moving, he melted it all to get out and prevent similar accident from happening again. As the snow melted, about a dozen of dragons shown up, demanding Starlight's head for that. "Nice. A tornado is nothing compared to this." poked Zil.

[Kauria]

"Don't go saying that until you've seen a proper one," Naïma admonished with a smile, dangling upside-down from above Zil'Caron. The bronze medal dangling from her neck slipped past her ears, and she swung forward to catch it in her teeth. "So where're the others?" she asked through a mouthful of ribbon.

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Shya shielded her eyes, watching the other dragons having fun while the healers repaired her wounds. One of the healing dragons moved to mend the gashes on her face, but she put a protective claw in front of his hand.
He sighed. "It'll scar if we don't fix it now."
"I know." She grinned. "What's a warrior without a few marks to show for it? Besides, I'm sure that letting it heal on its own builds character or some such nonsense."
"If you insist. We're done now. You can go."
Pleased, Shya leapt into the air to join in on the action before the next round.

[Nohiki]

"Leave a scar, fine, some sort of stupid warrior tradition. On a face? Crazyness." said Sol'Lux, "You know how the scar on the thin skin on a face can hurt when you shed scales? If they grow there at all. If i were you i wouldn't." "I made the mistake once." said Phoenicia, showing the underside of her front right leg. "It was twice as big. I cut it open and healed it again and again to narrow it a little because it hurt while walking. Fortunately i don't have scales." she mantioned, but how she got the scar she left for herself. "Dang, don't tell me i missed it! You should have called the performance is on." sighed Sol'Lux.

[Kauria]

Naïma dropped down, her ears flattening regretfully as she slid the medal back around her neck. "Oh. I'm sorry, I didn't know you wanted to see the performances. After all, the arena battles were going on at the same time."
Shya-tael's head snapped up. "Oh, that's right! When's the next round in the arena?"

[Nohiki]

"Oh, long time. The semifinals are up. Guess you two made it. That means now the other categories go. This seems to be the heavy weight. Nothing much interesting. They younglings will follow, and we should go see that." said Sol'Lux, "Then the finals and the winner battles the arena champ. And gals, this year we prepared someone special. Now why don't we go celebrate the bronze medal?" she looked at Naïma, "They got really great ice cream and sweets two branches down."

[Kauria]

Naïma beamed, looking very much like her younger self. "Let's go!"
"Ice cream?" Shya asked skeptically, but Naïma caught her arm and tugged insistently.
"You can't say no to sweets, can you?"
"Fine, I'll go." She pulled her hand away in a gesture of defeat. "You coming, Starlight?"

[Nohiki]

"'F course she is!" said Sol'Lux and dragged the blue dragoness. Zil and Phoenicia looked at each other, shrugged and went the same way. "This holiday is fantastic!" said Sol'Lux and loaded a bowl with various flavors of ice cream and topped it with whipped cream and chocolate cover. "Can you imagine us this unserious an year earlier?"

[Midnightmoon]

"I can completely imagine this." Starlight said, then putting a hand full of chocolate ice cream in her mouth. it was gone in a few seconds and she continued, "As you said, it's been a year. I bet'cha I can eat more ice cream then you before getting brain freeze." She added daringly with a devilish smile.

Zephyr, who was sitting down watching the heavy weights try to intimidate each other with little success, perked at the name of ice cream. Squeezing though the crowd he ran after the group. When he got there he help himself to some "Chocolate Caramel Crunch" ice cream while he listened to the older dragons.

[Awesomoman]

"Its actually pretty simple." Gorn said putting pieces together. "All we need to do is make something that sucks in the water to push the water already in the pump up through a series of tubes that lead right up to the top of the tree, then let it run right back down into an area where the water can be pumped again. You guys had this almost figured out but you forgot one thing." They sighed. "We know, to generate that kind of power we would need a super generator to keep it going for..." "No no thats not it." Gorn interrupted. "No one told you how many pumps you could use." Gorn said putting the finishing touches on a smaller pump that still had the power of the old larger one they were making. "Isk, i need you to go to the smiths and have them make about a dozen of these parts for me." He said handing him a pile of more pieces. "You guys." he said pointing to the group of scientist dragons. "Think you can make more of these?" He handed them the pump. "Easily." They replied. "Good, ill get to work on that generator you guys needed. by the time im done we will be able to make that slide of yours move faster than a raging river."

[Morty]

"Tamam, comrade." said Iskander, slinking off to find the smith, his bandy tail disappearing behind him.

"Get them while they're hot!" yelped Iskander, juggling the cherry-red metal parts, fresh from the forge. He encased his hands in earth to stop them from being seared. "Here you are, amir! Fresh from the oven!"

[Awesomoman]

The other dragons had made about 2 other pumps when Isk came back, Gorn was about half way done with the generator. "Good very good, i was running low of metal and OW." He yelped as he grabbed a piece only to drop it from the heat. "You should have told me they were still red hot, jeeze that hurts." He said waving his hand. "Get me some ice and a bucket of water to put these things in."

[Morty]

"Sorry, sorry, amir. Did say they were fresh from the oven." mumbled Iskander, whittling a bucket from a large rock with his earth powers. He filled it from the river and tossed the parts in, hissing with steam. He then rummaged around in his bag some pieces of aloe vera. (lolvera)
"Very good for burns." he said, offering Gorn a segment of the cool, fleshy plant. He looked over at the half-completed generator, surprised by the fast progress. "Is it almost finished?"

[Awesomoman]

"Yeah, i just need to insert the last few parts that you got and ill be done." Gorn said taking the plant. "How you guys doing?" He asked the other dragons. "Almsot done with the 4th and final." They relied. "Man, can't wait to see this thing in action."

[Morty]

"But are you going to power the generator?" asked Iskander, tilting his head. "Does not make sense to me."