Gift Exchange

[genpcs_a]

[OOC: So this here post can be used for quick 'Character X got Character Y a new pair of _______________ for the holidays' lists, or play out the giving, or whatever. You can RP it out, just make note of it, or even post your own thing outside of this list if you prefer! HOORAY FOR PRESENTS!]

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HE WANTS TO KNOW WHY PEOPLE KEEP GETTING HIM BEER.

[baconandsnausages]

Dean: Like last time, to save himself embarrassment, gifts are left where they will be found pretty easily and quickly by the people they are intended for. (the obvious exception being ).

Harry: Elephant hair bracelet (good luck & protection charm. consider the hatchet well and truly buried. If you can, you know, figure out it was him.) UNNAMED WHO FROM.
Angel: List too big for all the extra clothes and toys, but the main gift is a customised bag he got made (Katze - The same sort as in that meme - yes, this was actually her present, not something I pulled out of my ass XD) That fits around her wings. It's not big or can fit a lot in, but it'll keep her shit safe as she's flying about.
Mary: Again, mostly miscellaneous gifts but the main one is this.
Orihime: Did you have a dress for the party? You do now. Even if she may want to attach straps, because physics. XD UNNAMED WHO FROM (because unlike last year, he's not too sure if she's going to like this or not - he wasn't sure which side of the 'tacky' line this was on. BUT HE THOUGHT IT WAS PRETTY ;~; even if that was mostly the saleswomans pitch, and the fact he remembers why he was going to avoid women's clothing stores near Christmas...)
Cap'n Kirk: TRIBBLE SLIPPERS. THAT MAKE HAPPY NOISES. HE'S NOT EVEN SORRY. NOT EVEN GOING TO LEAVE HIS NAME OFF.
Yang: HERS WILL NOT BE AVAILABLE UNTIL SHE GOES BACK TO WORK. But the first morning she goes back in, there's a motorbike husk with a bow on waiting for her, even though he's not in that day. He put it there on the last day before the holidays after she left. Seriously, it's just burnt out body work - but you get to use the garage to do it up in your free time.
Sun Wukong: A jacket. UNNAMED WHO FROM.

Marceline:

Ruby: Red dressing gown (With a note pinned to it reading 'stay yummy and warm'.)
Yang: Gloves with a hard metal in the top over where your knuckles are. Yep, she got you knuckle duster gloves.
Jaune: a film called 'Heat signature'. (The film appears to be a fusion of action horror and suspense. It's about a submarine crew who enter an area where they detect the enemy's heat signature but are unable to find their own.)
Harry: Your city is overrun for the next couple of days by friendly skeletons (even if they look a little intimidating marching in all together) in santa hats singing carols whether you want them to or not. Have fun with that.
Ice King: After she eventually settles the debate with herself over even getting him anything, she settles on a big white and ginger fluffy cat That may or may not look like a certain character he now doesn't remember and she doesn't know he doesn't remember yet... that she couldn't leave once she had seen it.

God:
Everyone is getting Chocolate on your doorstep of some sort. Apart from you, Frollo. You get a bible, completely normal, except it has an eleventh commandment of 'thou shalt not be an uptight jerk'.

[leekspins]

[She searches diligently for a tag, especially since she's not sure this is really for her. Nonetheless, there's no one else who lives nearby that she knows of, so she opens it. And gasps. Oh WOW! How pretty! Now she doesn't have to go and get a dress for the ball! Still, she does wonder who sent it, and considers seeing if there's any traces of reiatsu lingering around the box. But that would spoil the mystery, so she doesn't. (Dean doesn't have enough spiritual mojo anyway.]

[solar_flare]

[Duster gloves, nice! This should add a little more zing to her punches. She's so wearing these when she goes clubbing next week.]

[The real surprise is the motorcycle waiting for her after Christmas. Hopefully she has better luck with it than the last owner did.]

Whoa, sweet!

[Yang circles it twice, eyes dancing with delight.]

I'm gonna name you Honeybee!

[aero_sage]

[Harpuia nearly stabs the chocolate, expecting another Met. Instead, he's pleasantly surprised. Where did this come from? For what purpose? He looks around, but seeing no one, he accepts the gift and goes back inside.]

[This chocolate......is good.]

[whos_this_bitch]

[After he's enjoyed some of the chocolate, he's going to get a text sent automatically that reads] Merry Christmas. Apologies that it's nothing more extravagant just yet. [She didn't have time to plan anything big, not least to mention the fact she's still adjusting to her new limits..]

[aero_sage]

[Where did that come from? Puzzled, Harpuia responds lightning fast. Electronic messages ain't nothin' to a reploid.]

No apologies are required. It was a thoughtful gift, and I appreciated it. What is it called? I did not receive your name, either.

[whos_this_bitch]

[She's got a message, and she grins when she sees it's a response to the automated message. She's pleased with herself, yup. Not that Harpuia will... you know, be able to even see that.

The response is not quite as fast, but pretty fast because practice. She's had a lot.] Chocolate. [She's not joking. With some of the conversations she has had here, she has reasonable doubt to suspect you don't know what chocolate is.] And I have many names. [the next bit, however, is her teasing. Kinda.] Which religion's would you like? polytheistic religions are slightly more confusing, so let us avoid those.

[aero_sage]

I fail to understand how religion would determine your designation. I do not possess any religious association.

[whos_this_bitch]

Because that depends on what they call me.

[...You're weird at this conversation thing]

[aero_sage]

[He really is bad at it.]

I do not comprehend your meaning. How do you wish for me to address you?

[whos_this_bitch]

[...so much sighing you cannot see. But, she'll drop the joke because it feels like you need that to happen.]

Just call me God.

[aero_sage]

[Harpuia eyes his communication device suspiciously.]

God of what world, might I ask?

[Because he's got angry words if this person is responsible for the tragedies of his own planet.]

[whos_this_bitch]

[there's a moment for her to think how she will sum up before he gets a response.]

The one in which two angels nearly caused an apocalypse in a misguided attempt to get back in heaven after being banished.

[Because she gets the feeling 'earth' is not an answer he was looking for...]

[aero_sage]

[Harpuia's expression eases a little, and he gives a single nod to himself. His angry words will have to be reserved for someone else, then, if anyone at all.]

I see. I am glad to hear it, then. In a sense.

[mouth_breather]

[At first, he doesn't realize they're supposed to be Tribbles. He's just confused, because this is an odd present for someone like Dean to send. It isn't until he decides to get some coffee that he finally decides to put them on so his feet don't get cold. Who's around to judge?]

[But then he takes that first step. And another. The slippers are cooing at him. Then he just loses it and busts up laughing. Okay, he gets it now, and calls up Dean.]

Man, what the hell!

[He's still laughing.]

[baconandsnausages]

[He takes a break from investigating the mysterious unlabelled gift to take this call for sure. He's already laughing by the time he picks up.]

Don't worry, they don't multiply. Said so on the label. [Just chuckling. Definitely not even sorry.]

[mouth_breather]

Where'd you get them? If Bones ever wakes up here, he's getting a pair.

[baconandsnausages]

I found a store that [The hesitation is minor, but if he goes in that gift store and finds the star trek merchandise (As well as other popular things from other places that he guess are from other worlds and stuff. He also has a feeling he knows where his Books cropped up in the first place all that time ago) before he has the chance to tell him about.... yeah, he probably figures it can only go one of two ways and one of those two is not good. So there's minor editing as he goes.] sells joke gifts... you know, from home. I could always pick up a pair for you to keep aside. You know, just in case. Or something.

[He pushes the conversation on with a laugh, and it's still pretty damned natural because this shit is still damned funny. Even with being asked questions leading to possible badness.] And don't worry, I'll even pretend they're not just another pair for you when you wear those ones out because you're under their tribble-y spell.

[mouth_breather]

Better hold off on that. I wouldn't want them to start breeding.

[Little does he know that this will probably happen in the far off future, back in his own world, and he'll be swimming in Tribbles.]

...Does he need to get you a pair for Spock, too?

[baconandsnausages]

[He chuckles] Yeah, probably a good idea.