Comin' To Town - [ACTION]
[It doesn't matter where you live. It doesn't matter if you have a chimney, or an active security alert system. With a twinkle and a jingle, his sleigh soars through the air, landing on the most precarious of rooftops or sloped sheds...anywhere. Those reindeer are freaking magical. He appears in your home with a large sack slung over his shoulder, leaving a very special selection of presents.]
[For those who are awake, and if you left out milk and cookies (even if you didn't originally intend it to be for him), he'll even talk to you. Otherwise, the situation is the same.]
[There are three beautifully wrapped gifts, all the same size. The paper is red, green, or white. Each gift contains something of value, so choose without fear of being punished!]
[UNLESS. If you've been very bad (and if you want this option OOCly), there will be a fourth gift as well, and the color of wrapping paper options extends to red, green, white, and gold.]
[OOC: The item contained in each gift has been predetermined randomly for each character, so while a red present might contain a charm for one person, it could be a treasured item from home for another person. Even for people who want a fourth option for their villains, the gold present isn't necessarily the bad one. Of course, if you just want coal straight up, you can elect to get that without having to worry about choosing randomly.
This event runs from the 22nd through the 28th. In order to participate, your character must have been introduced to the community at some point. So Deadpool doesn't get a present. C_C_ Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays!]
[For those who are awake, and if you left out milk and cookies (even if you didn't originally intend it to be for him), he'll even talk to you. Otherwise, the situation is the same.]
[There are three beautifully wrapped gifts, all the same size. The paper is red, green, or white. Each gift contains something of value, so choose without fear of being punished!]
[UNLESS. If you've been very bad (and if you want this option OOCly), there will be a fourth gift as well, and the color of wrapping paper options extends to red, green, white, and gold.]
[OOC: The item contained in each gift has been predetermined randomly for each character, so while a red present might contain a charm for one person, it could be a treasured item from home for another person. Even for people who want a fourth option for their villains, the gold present isn't necessarily the bad one. Of course, if you just want coal straight up, you can elect to get that without having to worry about choosing randomly.
This event runs from the 22nd through the 28th. In order to participate, your character must have been introduced to the community at some point. So Deadpool doesn't get a present. C_C_ Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays!]
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Captain Hammer - White present - The Ham-Jet
Cherise Thompson - Green present - A photo album from home filled with all her old wedding photos, and goofy pictures taken with Cam and Wolcott
Jim Kirk - White present - His dad's car that he drove off a cliff when he was a kid
Lust - Red present - A nice fur-trimmed winter coat
Orihime Inoue - White present - A large collection of fabrics and sewing materials, and a new sewing machine
Raye Hino - Green present - The stuffed animals her grandpa gave her]
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Psst. Ruby. You hear that?
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Y-yeah. ...We should go check it out.
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Jaune? Did you leave these out here?
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[After a brief pause, he opens his eyes and sits up.] Wait, leave what out there? [He emerges not long later in his onsie pajamas and all, looking at the presents left behind.] Oh man, it's like we got visited by Santa! Just like the newspaper said!
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Apparently, Genessia was the place where fairy tails come true, like this saccharine "Santa Claus" he'd heard some of his employees talking about. And he was delivering presents that were, frankly, impossible.
What did that portend for the mighty Bison? Simply put, he was going to take his bounty for his own. Bison floated above his tower, waiting. If the legends are true, that fat old man would come to any edifice's highest point.
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Bison doesn't have long to wait until the cheerful sound of sleigh bells reach his ears, accompanied by that jolly "ho ho ho!" known to children the whole world 'round!
And what should his wondering eyes behold, but old St. Nick himself alighting on the highest point of Shadaloo with a sack of gifts for Bison as well as his employees.
"Ho Ho!" His laughter just rings with holiday cheer as he climbs out of his sleigh to greet the despot. Just look at that smile on his face! Perhaps this was the year that Bison learned the meaning of Christmas? "Merry Christmas, Bison!"
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He's tinkering away on the body of red robot with a gold "V" shaped fin design on the chest.]
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Does your secret lab have a fireplace, Wily? Well it does now, from out of freaking nowhere! Wow! Christmas sure is magical!]
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But for the moment it seems her thoughts would have to be put on hold. She awoke to find a present on her bed. All it said was "To Milla, from Santa Claus." She's heard of Santa before in books, but never imagined someone like him to be real... Curiously, she plucked the wrapping paper off and opened the box within to find...
A charm! An Attleton charm. Strange... what purpose did that serve? Holding up the charm, she peers at it curiously. "My, but this is a lovely looking charm, isn't it?"
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He was a bit startled to hear bells ringing and a thud on the roof. Sitting up, he looked around.
"Hello?"
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"Ho ho ho!"
It couldn't be. BUT IT IS. He turns to fix Betelgeuse with a twinkle in his eye. "Ho ho, you're a tough one to find, aren't you? We-he-hell! Santa still has a present for you!"
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Is that you Gunter? What's going on? [No penguins, just emptiness. Still, he could hear something messing around outside. Odd though that he doesn't actually have a roof, because his home is a mountain.]
Blasted teenagers... [Ice King leans out his only window to peer up towards the mountain top.] Can you keep it down out here?!
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[Then there's a fireplace. Did Ice King have one of those before? Well he does now, albeit temporarily! It's good enough to serve, as Santa Claus slides down the chimney and pops right out into the main chamber.]
Ho ho ho! Merry Christmas, ho ho ho!
[He's got a big ol' sack with him too. Gee, who could this possibly be?]
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[When he hears the noises coming from the front room, his green eyes shoot open, and he sits up sharply. Quietly he picks up his helmet and puts it back on (you try sleeping in that thing) before he throws open the door to his room.]
What is the meaning of this?
[Who would dare to intrude on a general? One beam sword is powered up, and once he's marched into the living room, the other powers up as well. He pauses to scan the big man in red, and while he may appear human, scanners indicate that he is anything but.]
I will have your name, intruder.
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[By the time Harpuia awakens and makes his way out to the room, he'll find himself the proud new owner of a marvelously decorated Christmas tree and the rest of his apartment done just as magnificently. There's also a fireplace now. Where the heck did that come from? MAGIC.]
Ho ho ho! Hello, Harpuia, and Merry Christmas!
[The great big man in red chuckles merrily, rubbing his bellow.]
Why, I'm Santa Claus of course!
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He hears the noise of Santa landing on the roof, and is awake instantly. His head cocks as he listens in close, hearing jingles and the snort of reindeer. What the hell now?
But... he's not sat too long like that, bolting downstairs and growling as the unexpected intruder comes in his house without even realising what he's doing before... he sees the suit and the beard and the hat, and he's pulled up short in surprise. "...You've got to be fucking kidding me." Is what he gets by greeting. Sorry Santa. As much as he's pretty accepting of this place's bullshit, this is one step too far for him to just Accept.
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"Well, well! Dean Winchester! I should have known you would hear me, ho ho ho!" He slings his sack off of his shoulder. Might as well get to work. He piles candy into Angel's stocking, luxurious bath items and chocolate into Mary's, and ammunition into Dean's. He cares.
"Since you're here, would you like to choose your present?"
...Does accusing Santa of being a paedophile count as a reason to get coal? XD
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Which is a bad thing, because she has never needed to sleep before.
But maybe Santa's appearance can cheer her up a little, not least because she can actually talk to him, none of the uncertainties with the other residents who live in the city about whether he qualifies as from another plane of existence or not. She's going to be curious when she hears bells and when he lands, she'll be amused enough to laugh. She turns to greet him with a grin from where she was petting a unicorn on the nose - she might be taken with this creature more than most of the other strange ones here.]
You are certainly an unexpected visitor to these lands. [For Her, at least. Not least because this city keeps surprising her with things only considered imaginary from her world. Everything seems to back up her theory (Theory. Omnipotence is something she misses almost as much as Home) that this world is one different to her own.] I suppose an angel would be too much to expect from that sack of yours. [She's joking. Mostly.]
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[They can share a handshake, just as they share the holiday. Some might even consider this to be a birthday for either one of them, depending on what religion one subscribes to.]
Would that I could! You'll just have to recruit your own, won't you? Ho ho!
[He winks, and sets down his sack.]
Would you like a present?
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[It isn't until later in the night when she picks up the sound of somebody nearby, in her own room, that her eyes snap open and she sits up sharply and grabs for Gambol Shroud which is in its place by her bed.]
Who's there?
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It's because the mods are STUPID.Either way, he's here now, stealthily setting out a trio of presents on her bookshelf. But oh ho ho, her senses are sharp, she's caught him in the act.]Ho ho ho! You've got good reflexes, little one! I hope you're not planning to chop old Santa into lunchmeat, ho ho!
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