SNOWBALL HOURS ARE NIGH

[simplicitas]

Who: Everyone. All y'all.
What: Playing in the snow / snowball fight mingle!
When: Nov 1st-ish, first snowfall
Where: Out Side :)
Warnings: newly discovered levels of snow-ridden violence against your fellow man




There's a foot of snow on the ground, and you know what that means! It means that someone (Elsword) (it's always him) is dragging everyone outside at like 8 in the morning to play in the snow before the afternoon sun melts it. You can say no, but can you bear the emotional weight of rejecting him??? (Yes you can, he's not that hard to get rid of.)

About fifteen to thirty minutes after the initial wakeup call, there are growing snow-walls out in the clearing. They're not sturdy enough to stand up to someone falling into them, but they can withstand most snowball strikes... provided you didn't fill those suckers with rocks. Be careful stepping outside if you're not participating in the snowball fight, because those suckers are flying back and forth. Luckily, you don't have to fly solo – people will probably team up with you to take out your enemies if you ask. Remember that grabbing someone to throw snow down their shirt is a completely valid tactic in battle!

For those who don't want to get pelted with snowballs, though, the designated "safe zone" is by the inn, where snowmen are being built. Despite the footprints in the snow all around this area, this is also the best place to put snow angels, unless you want to make them post-snowball-to-the-face when you inevitably hit the deck. They'll be destroyed quickly in the warzone, though.

If you get too cold or hungry, don't worry, because Elsword has invited everyone to hang out at his house and eat whatever's in the fridge (mostly fish), as long as no one breaks anything. There's also the inn if you're feeling a little less like partying with everyone else.

Have fun, don't concuss each other with rocks, don't get frostbite, et cetera!


[[OOC: This is a mingle log, feel free to set up your own TLs/threadjack/whatever. I want my inbox DESTROYED points at my eyes points at all y'all, chop chop!!]]

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[mooninthewater]

[ Mizuki is all too thrilled to be part of a snowball war. It's been so long since he's even seen snow?? This is so exciting. He gets to it almost immediately, finding the best place to build himself a little fort. Where might that be, you might ask, but one will quickly find that Moder makes, perhaps, the best and most unfair fort. Mizuki seems to have claimed her as such for himself, pelting whoever with white chunks of snow whenever someone comes by (unless you're name happens to be BB, in which case, he'll desperately try to recruit you to his team…).

Mizuki doesn't slip rocks into the snowballs, but he does slap his tentacles against them to make the snow stick together without having to take his gloves off, so, uh, his snowballs are perhaps a little… slimy.

There are no survivors, as far as Mizuki is concerned. Basically anyone is going to be a snowball target, followed by playful giggles as he hides atop the grotesque moose mom. ]

[devilishkouhai]

MEEEE-ZOOO-KEEEYYY!!!!!! ITS SO COLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! [ She comes out of nowhere and literally zips into the fort attempting to keep herself warm. She is covered in A TON of blankets. Shivering like a dumbass. ]

[mooninthewater]

It is! Isn't it great?! [ Take the hint, Mizuki. Though, for what little it's worth, he does offer her a hug when she's close enough. ] Have you ever seen the snow before?? It's been way too long for me.

And even longer that I've been able to pelt someone with snowballs. Do you want a few? I can make some for you~.

[simplicitas]

[Elsword walking by moose mom and getting slapped in the face with a snowball— there's this "pwah!!" noise as he recovers, looks to the side, sees Mizuki...

leans down to gather a bunch of snow in his hands and chase the little guy down NO HIDING BEHIND MOM!!!]

[mooninthewater]

[ YES HIDING BEHIND MOM!!! Mizuki is absolutely booking it around Moder, scooping up more snow as he does and blindly flinging them in Elsword's direction with his stingers. A lot of them miss, but that's what he gets for not looking. ]

[sesa]

[Sesa…has no idea this is happening. He just arrived after all, and his next recourse of action has been to get a better lay of the land. From his understanding with the conversation he had with Gnosis, they certainly aren’t in Terra anymore…and that he and the Liberi aren’t the only two Operators here. Irene AND Mizuki…but where?]

Pfah-!

[One of Mizuki’s slimy snowballs explodes on the back of Sesa’s head, and for a brief moment he thinks he’s been hit with something worse than mere snow. It’s not a bullet otherwise he’d be dead, same with explosives…Arts?? No he’d be feeling. Worse, if that were the case.

Sesa whips around, his grip on his grenade launcher tightening.]

Fiend! Show yourself!!

[mooninthewater]

[ If Sesa has a look around, he'll eventually see... or perhaps more immediately notice the two story tall moose-like abomination just sitting down and chilling in the snow. Then, maybe, after that, he'll notice the significantly smaller Mizuki that pokes his head out from his hiding spot behind her weird arm-antlers (armlers? antlarms?). ]

Sesa??? [ Hey, he didn't know that the strange person walking outside was him! When did he get here? Shouldn't he feel sorry or worried or sympathetic for his arrival? Maybe. He probably will, but the initial excitement is something the jellyfish can't help!

… He throws another snowball at Sesa's face- ]

Snowomen....

[amhran]

[ As someone raised from a matriarchal society... She will be making SNOWOMEN!! Also, she summoned an Ice Elemental who will protect anyone in the safe zone, so if you try to break the rules an Ice Elemental will dose you in a million snowballs it's fine. And normal. He can only stay around for like an hour though so.

She is singing a little tune, and hella dressed for the season. She seems very comfortable and in her ~ element ~. With what seems to be a wing-like shawl that is heavy and made of furs. Her own dress is multilayered now - you will notice the white dress she is always usually wearing. Peeking out from brightly colored textiles and robes that wrap around her figure. Decorated in jewels and patterns depicting stories of her people. She is comfy...

Singing that little tune of hers in the safe zone. ]

[interestingtimes]

[She looks like a baby deer, wide-eyed and in awe at the snow. When she notices people about to start pelting each other though, she makes her way over to the safe zone, because she had no idea what a snowball fight was.]

What're you making?

[She comes in peace. Curiosity plastered all over her face as she all but peaks over Caoimhe's shoulder.]

"not here"....

[alligatus]

[ Lancelot will not show up at all for the majority of this play time, he is invisible judging you all from afar. Probably ontop of the roof of the inn... If you can sense ghosts i guess you can throw something at him. ]

[simplicitas]

[Okay Elsword can't see invisible things but have this instead: He opens his wings to fly up to the roof to see everything and also be in the designated safe zone (but Up) and as he lands, collides into Lancelot and is Very Confused because What—]

[alligatus]

[ IM CRYING sadly when he is a ghost he is literally - just a ball of energy. There is nothing physical about him - but, we'll say, Elsword trips or catches his foot on something despite his elegant and beautiful flight display. Lancelot immediately watches the other wobble and materializes in place. Reaching out his arm in a smooth, suave way. Like this is one of your shoujo mangas, tucking his arm around his waist and hugging the other close so they can balance themself. ]

Be more careful.

[ Once Elsword is balanced he will let the other go and back away to make the distance between them. Then decide to stay for a few more posts so we can make the ac limit - LMAO. ]

[cleavethetides]

[ Important question, can Irene see him because she’ll absolutely chuck one at him!

Otherwise, he’ll simply get a very teasing message: If you’re allergic to fun, careful about coming outside. ]

[alligatus]

[ He is 1000% allergic to fun. She can sense him!! Not see him, but she knows where he is at all times. So if she threw a snowball at where he is located. He would totally get it was mean't for him.

This is tame, compared to the things Servants have done back home. ]

[nforcing]

[ N is overjoyed about all the fun people are having outside, to the point that he almost forgets he can't go out in the sun. The moment his foot touches the light, however, there's a glitchy static around it that makes him jolt back. ]

Oh, but... it's snowing. That should be cold enough, right??? [ It's snowing back home, too. That's not cold enough. He frowns. Why is he logic-ing himself out of having fun!!! That's not like him. Uuuugh. He drags himself back inside and sits up on on of the chairs, waiting for someone to come inside. He'll wave at them excitedly when they do. ]

Hi! Are you cold? I can make an excellent heating pad, if you'd like! [ Translation: come hang out with me, please- ]

[amhran]

[ Caoimhe was making her snowoman and happened to notice - whatever that was.... She kinda just white man blinking gifs and watches as the other heads inside. Thinking that this strange thing was rather fascinating, and interesting - she slowly pats her snowoman. Gives Midna a little pat on the head and wobbles inside. ]

Oh... A heating pad? I have not seen those in a long time. [ She adjusts so her shawl begins to fall a bit off her shoulders. Embracing the warmth from within the inn. ]

Are you unwell? I saw you try to come outside, but then retreat within the inn instead.

[nforcing]

Well, it's less of a pad and more... [ He just gestures to all of himself. He's very warm! It's a bit like hugging a heater, if a heater could hug back. ]

Oh, no, the sun just overheats my system so it's really hard for me to go outside. So I guess in a sense that makes me "unwell," but there's nothing to really do about it except stay out of the sun, so...

[cursedwords]

[ Do you know who happens not to be a morning person? Toge is woken up at what he considers to be the ass crack of dawn - it isn't - and drags himself downstairs so he can express his personal opinion.

He looks bleary-eyed and drowsy, but all the same, he comes outside, standing in the doorway and whistles to get attention. ]

Ikura! [ He flips them off, sign language anyone can know. Then again, he's also a prime target. ]

[simplicitas]

[registers the middle finger

throws a snowball at him anyway]

[cursedwords]

[ Oh well, in that case, this is war and he's about to get a retaliation.

Toge drops down to his knees to form a ball of snow, bare hand and all and then he chucks it in Gnosis' direction.

Take that, sleep thief! ]

[cleavethetides]

[ Irene is out patrolling early morning daily, so when she catches wind of a snowball fight she’s honestly excited. It’s been a minute since she’s indulged in a bit of meaningless fun. She takes her duties seriously, but she can also pick up a few snowballs and guck them at people participating. She can cheat and gust away any that are flying towards her, but she chooses not to this time. Why ruin their fun? They need something nice. ]

[succiduous]

[Target acquired

Gnosis throws a snowball directly at the back of Irene's head.]

1/2

[cleavethetides]

2/2

[cleavethetides]

[ Irene stumbles when she's suddenly pelted, but if you think for a second she's not coming back with a vengeance??? You would be Wrong.

She takes her stumble as an opportunity to pick up some snow to pack into a ball, and she spins on a hell to throw directly at Gnosis. ]

[thephotosynthesis]

[ Don't let her gentle demeanor fool you: Olivia is in this snowball fight to win.

She can't dodge very well from her chair, but she seems to have built herself a little snow fort off on the periphery of the battlefield, giving her partial cover. From there, her role isn't to blitz in and attack everyone; she's a sniper. Each snowball is thrown with care, precision, and surprising range.

Hey you. Focusing on the fight in front of you? Not paying any attention to the sidelines? There is now a snowball whipping through the air and towards the side of your head. Think fast. ]