Who: Icy, Guardian and his Deputies and Open
Where: Attleton
What: Icy attack with her Army of Darkness
When: 15th April (Will do another log for the climax tomorrow)
Warnings: Warnings of violence because...there will be violence.

15th April - Morning [Closed to Guardian and his Deputies]
[Icy had made sure she had everything perfectly sorted for her plan, which when she planned realized there wasn't a lot to it except for placement. As she stepped foot into the city, she clapped her hands together. Now all that was left was to summon her army and target the Guardians office.

With a smirk slowly spreading across her face, she raised her hands as dark clouds started to cover over th sky and dark rain descended from the heavens. It was unusual rain and for good reason as the puddle was slowly forming into various shapes and of various sizes. Even a throne for herself.

Icy raised her hands when her army was done, the rain still pouring down for a little while longer before dissipating as Icy pointing forward.]

Onwards towards the office of the so called Guardian.

15th April - Morning onwards
[It seemed like a perfectly normal day, at least until it started to rain. But... the clouds seem darker than normal and the rain seemed...pitch black in colour. How odd. However as one might continue their normal day one will slowly start to notice various creatures walking the streets, seemingly marching. They don't seem to friendly either. If one were to get close, they would soon realize that they really aren't friendly at all.

One of the larger creatures raised her arm and swings down towards some poor expecting person. Seems like the battle has begun, or at least people might be needing help.]

[What, the world makes a big hullabaloo about Christmas, but not its supernatural conclusion? You can't just proclaim Christ's birth without its telos! This will not stand! Genessia's about to be schooled by the lone man who cares enough about the holiest of holidays.

Ted's there, somehow even more gaily dressed than usual, along with all seven--the number of completeness--of his pokemon behind him.]

Good evening, ye merry gentlemen, and God bless you as we celebrate Easter, the day when the world died only to be reborn from dusk to dawn.

Christ, the paschal lamb, who had been slain but three days prior, was risen by the power and glory of God. Just as sin and death entered through men by the first man, Adam, so Christ became the firstfruits of life. He bore sin and death that he might trample both, and resurrect the sleeping ones yet in bondage to sin.

So Death, the last enemy, is and was destroyed by the Redeemer, who means life and life abundant for all who cleave to him. Take that, Hades! The tombs are emptied, the visible is overcome by the invisible! Rejoice, men and angels and all alike for whom life is freed!

[His pokemon rustle; clearly eager to join in on whatever festivities are planned. Ted turns around, laughs, then spreads his arms, gesturing to them.]

We were graced with parcels of life's abundance one month ago, and rightly rejoiced. How much more, then, for the life and liberty from sin granted two thousand years ago? Happy Easter, everyone; God take you all.

[With that his pokemon make a joyous, clamorous farewell as he ends the feed. With but an hour of Easter left, Ted takes his court of Pan--such wonderful representatives of life!--to the city streets for more happy singing.]

"Christ is risen from the dead, Allelujah!
Every people, every nation,
Soon shall hear the gladsome sound;
Joyous tidings of salvation,
Borne to earth’s remotest bound.
Then shall rise in tones excelling,
Praise for grace so freely shed;
And the Easter hymn be swelling,
"Christ is risen from the dead!"

[It did say every people. Neither Ted nor his personal zoo will be slack in spreading this gospel, oh no! He felt extremely happy, as though he were Adam himself, back with his named creatures in Eden.]