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“The invitations have been sent, the palace is decorated according to the competition’s requirements, the city is buzzing and now it can’t be stopped, it’s time for me to change something,” thought Reinhardt, lounging in an armchair in his apartment, “why, by the way, 4? You might think it’s some clever move and, say, an unusual, distinctive name, but in reality, nothing better just came to mind.” A bad premonition wouldn’t let Reinhardt relax; he looked out the window and surveyed the surroundings – “probably, it was just my imagination,” however, while thinking about it, he didn’t even suspect that his head was in the sights of a sniper rifle. Despite this, he safely reached the underground parking lot and got into the driver’s seat of a dark blue convertible, which quickly took him to the palace.
When he reached the huge hall, usually used for royal ceremonies, there were already many guests, both important... and not so important. Guards, photographers, and others were also present. Reinhardt picked up the microphone and attracted the attention of the guests, who were somewhat surprised by the following statement, expecting to hear about the start of some nomination.
- And now we will begin our little masquerade!
How was it on Hurma? Usually, I posted the requirements for the nominations, and only after its completion did I post the story, and so it is here.
It seemed to me that holding only nominations for the fourth year in a row is not right, so I added contests here, which, again, require participants to do a minimum of actions, but still have some competitive element. Nominations will also be held, but later.
The essence of the masquerade is that everyone who wants to sends me a picture in a private message with someone humanoid, corresponding to their gender. After the time expires, I will leave all the pictures in the topic without signatures, and the task of the participants will be to guess who is who.
I repeat, the theme, the style of the image are not important at all, only that it is a person or something similar and of the same gender as you.
Thirty-six hours to send the image.
When he reached the huge hall, usually used for royal ceremonies, there were already many guests, both important... and not so important. Guards, photographers, and others were also present. Reinhardt picked up the microphone and attracted the attention of the guests, who were somewhat surprised by the following statement, expecting to hear about the start of some nomination.
- And now we will begin our little masquerade!
How was it on Hurma? Usually, I posted the requirements for the nominations, and only after its completion did I post the story, and so it is here.
It seemed to me that holding only nominations for the fourth year in a row is not right, so I added contests here, which, again, require participants to do a minimum of actions, but still have some competitive element. Nominations will also be held, but later.
The essence of the masquerade is that everyone who wants to sends me a picture in a private message with someone humanoid, corresponding to their gender. After the time expires, I will leave all the pictures in the topic without signatures, and the task of the participants will be to guess who is who.
I repeat, the theme, the style of the image are not important at all, only that it is a person or something similar and of the same gender as you.
Thirty-six hours to send the image.