Comin' To Town - [ACTION]

[genpcs_a]

[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!]

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[evil_chin]

Grk! Bison lurched at his moment threatened to nearly snap his ankle. How could this old man have so much power? And such cheek, calling Bison "young man", as if he were some unruly delinquent. Very well, if he wanted to feel the fury himself, Bison had no qualms laying the smack down on the elderly.

"Hmph, and here I thought you were going to bore me. This should be entertaining." Bison lifted the non-gripped leg, then brought it down for a punishing axe-kick to Santa's wrist.

[genpcs_a]

But that wrist is no longer there and Bison's kick strikes nothing but empty space. Ho-ho-hoing all the while, St. Nick soars through the air over Bison's head and comes back down on the roof of Shadaloo headquarters with a mighty crunch, a web of cracks spreading out around his boots.

"Oh ho! Well, alright, if that's the way you want to play it, son, but you asked for it!" And with that, Santa Claus takes hold of his coat and casts it aside. But this is no bowl full of jelly that greets Bison's eyes, but a magnificent slab of Christmas beef, muscles bursting with merriment and good will!

With a sharp whistle, the reindeer take off into the night sky, sleigh and sack in tow, leaving Santa to square off with his opponent.

"Are you sure you don't want to back down, sonny?"

[evil_chin]

Clearly, the fairy tale forgot to mention Santa's six-pack.

No matter! Bison looked a bit miffed from his missed blow, but otherwise took it in good stride. "Hmph! Your insolence will not go unpunished, fool." Bison had seen bigger guns on Zangief, and even he found those unimpressive. Bison flung aside his cape, and jerked his thumb over his shoulder.

"Your Christmas nonsense is no match for my psycho power!" With that, Bison leapt up into the air to deliver his favorite move: the head stomp. Santa's hat looked ridiculous, anyway.

[genpcs_a]

Well, that's what happens when you get all your information from fairy tales.

"Oh ho! Don't underestimate the power of Christmas, Bison!"

And just as Bison finds himself at the apex of his jump he comes face to face with the mighty Kringle, who cocks one fist back and lets fly with a special Christmas gutpunch.

[evil_chin]

Bison wasn't used to getting his moves interrupted like that. Power is one thing, but such speed! Bison caught his punch barely in time, his two hands cradling the fist like a football. And yet, the chip damage was severe. Bison had hoped that his two flaming hands might make some kind of impact.

"Urgh...All the joy of children...dies with you tonight, you insect!"

[genpcs_a]

Bison, why did you have to go and say that? Up until now, Santa's eyes had twinkled with mirth and merriment but now? Now it's replaced by an anger as biting and harsh as the North Pole winds themselves!

"Young man, you can say what you want to me..."

The grip Bison has on his fist is quickly reverse, seizing Bison's arms in an iron grip.

"... you can threaten me all you like..."

His other hand comes up to grab Bison's collar.

"... but threatening the joy of all children on Christmas?!"

And with a mighty heave Bison finds himself lifted above that ridiculous Christmas hat.

"That really burns my fruitcake!"

And with a tremendous shout, he hurls Bison down toward the roof of Shadaloo headquarters.

[evil_chin]

"Nooooooo-!" Bison's shout of impotency was cut short when he bounced off the metal roof careening into the snow below.

On that day, a very deep, and very peculiar snow angel could be found etched into the wintery ground. In more ways than one, Bison was out cold.

[genpcs_a]

Santa lands beside the roof's brand new Bison-shaped groove, triumphant, and stabs a finger toward the downed maniac.

"And let that be a lesson to you!"

With the fight over, the reindeer return to the roof and Santa takes his coat back from Dasher, quickly transforming back into the cheerful, chubby Santa known to children everywhere.

"Now, look at this mess." Santa tsks with a shake of his head. "We'd better clean up before we finish our rounds, ho ho!"


The next morning Bison will awaken to find himself tucked into his bed, just as comfortable as can be. He'll even find his roof has been all patched up over the night, just as good as new! Isn't Santa a swell guy?