In the forest, a chill started to blow through the trees and slowly making its way towards the city. The chill only getting colder and colder as the day ran on until eventually, it was cold enough that ice started to form along the ground seeping out from the forest, slowly creeping along the ground and up the walls.

As soon as the ice started to form howling along with other noises one can only guess as to what animal it came from started to echo. Within hours the city soon found itself with ice and icy like creatures roaming the streets.

What is going on? Where did the ice come from? The only way to know is to figure it out.

[OOC: I will be tagging in depending on what people do to either give hints if it seems to be going that way or anything else.]

[Despite the chilly weather, there were indeed people out and about doing their business, including a small four foot girl dressed like a Japanese schoolgirl delinquent with a baseball bat resting on her shoulder. She carries herself with authority, head cocked to the side slightly as she inspects various businesses. Only businesses. As she saunters inside, the bat is used more like a cane, as she leans on it to inspect various products before approaching whoever seems to be in charge at the current time.]

Nice place ya got here. I've been hearing some nasty rumors going around though, seems some thug's been goin' around vandalizing stuff. See, I'm hot on their trail and offerin' my services ta keep the punks from wreckin' shop.

Ya interested?

[And yes, she is indeed speaking with an extremely exaggerated Brooklyn accent.]

So, I've noticed that you people have some misconceptions regarding demons and the afterlife. As such, consider this an AMA or whatever, with your host, the ultra sexy professor, Galaxy Magical Girl Etna!

[She grins and gives a peace sign.]

Oh, also, I'm opening a security firm. I'll be paying businesses a visit to set up security details soon, look forward to it~!

Action:

[During the day on the 17th, there would be multiple sightings of a decidedly under-dressed-for-the-weather kid getting into scraps with snow monsters.

...which in this case means punching them or headbutting them or biting them or exploding in huge fire tornadoes, and not really seeming any the worse for wear, so much as increasingly annoyed, aside from the occasional bout of tiny evil cackling after destroying his enemies. Don't mind him, he's just assuming that's how this world is going to be all the time. It seems only natural, after all.

At least, until someone grabs his attention.]



Network:

[Not one to ask for help or admit to needing it, it doesn't even really occur to him to use the network until that evening, and frankly he's annoyed at having to rely on a piece of obviously human-style technology, anyway.]

This is how humans talk to each other? You'd look tiny on this. I'd look tiny on this!

[Judging by his background he's probably pretty small to begin with, but whatever.]

Whatever. This is King Laharl, Overlord of the Netherworld speaking. However the hell I got here, I'm going to need vassals. As long as you don't screw up, you'll be treated well: you get to start out at 1% of all the plunder you can get your hands on, and I probably won't need much cannon fodder, around here. You can start lining up right away.

[When the feed starts, a rather annoyed looking face belonging to someone who seems to be wearing far too little clothing considering the weather looking into the camera.]

Alright, I gotta admit, this was a fun prank, guys. Ha ha, strand Etna out on some backwater nexus world or whatever this place passes as, but fun's over.

I know the Senate or the Prinny Squad is watching so... GET OFF YOUR LAZY BUTTS AND COME PICK ME UP!

For every hour I'm stuck here, I'm deducting a century's salary for the Prinny Squad. So hop to--

[She's cut off mid sentence as a snowball comes flying out of nowhere and hits Etna right in the face.]

Oh you are SO dead!