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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[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- ]

[sesa]

[…hi, what the fuck is that-??

Sesa very nearly fires. But thankfully he doesn’t even get the chance to lift his weapon good before he sees Mizuki perched on the creature, prompting his heart to leap into his throat.]

Wh- Mizuki! Don’t move, I’ll sa-

[He doesn’t finish that sentence, because this time half the snow winds up in his mouth as Mizuki manages to nail him right in the face. WASTED

He’s quick to scoop the snow away, shaking himself off as his finger hovers near the launcher’s trigger, though he doesn’t raise it yet. He needs to get that thing away from Mizuki, but he can’t get a clear shot…]

H-hey-!

[mooninthewater]

You'll what~? Say that again, I couldn't hear you the first time!!!

[ A playful giggle, and if Sesa genuinely does open his mouth again, Mizuki will throw another snowball. Sorry, bro, he's in a playful mood. Elsword woke him up and he chose violence (by snow). ]

[sesa]

[He does open his mouth again, because he’s stupid, and unsurprisingly WHAP! There goes another snowball right between the eyes. The slush slides off his face as he looks at Mizuki with an expression that can only be described as comically wounded.]

What manner of trickery has this beast bewitched you with for you to treat me thus…?

[I’m so sorry your translator isn’t here-]

[mooninthewater]

"Beast"... You mean Moder here? She is my valiant steed in this era of war~! Which is to say,

[ Mizuki clears his throat,










and then throws more snowballs at Sesa. ]

I will win the snowball fight!!!!!!

[sesa]

[What is a Moder-

Before Sesa can possibly articulate that question, he’s pelted with snowballs to the point where he has to take cover, which happens to be behind a tree because there are no convenient forts around. He peers around the corner of it, his tail curving around his side, as he gets a better look at the monster Mizuki has apparently claimed as his own. He never knew Mizuki possessed that kind of power!!!

But it doesn’t seem to be hurting him…hm.

Sesa cannot back down from a declaration of WAR, though, especially not when this is clearly a game. He picks himself up and suddenly tosses his grenade launcher onto the ground nearby (it’s in a patch of ground where the snow has been mostly trampled down so it will be fine), instead stooping so he can use his claws to gather up the snow into his palms.]

Not while the Great Sesa is here, you aren’t!! Have at you!

[Sesa pops back out, throwing a volley of two or three snowballs back in Mizuki’s direction this time.]