At the World's End: Hot and Cold Clash! The Holiday Mixup Special

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Who: Everyone [OPEN]
Where: Every District | 13th Hour
Summary: Pyro Jacks and Jack Frosts go around the city, and brainwash a few avatars.
Warnings: Singing.

It was more than just a strange turmoil at this point. Hell, it been the talk of the town and on the news since a few days ago. Searching for the culprits had showed up nothing (although rumors pointed it at either the Anoli who had been relatively quiet lately or an unidentified third party) and if other demons knew what was up, no one was really talking. What was visible, however, where the results.

Frost on one side of the street, summertime on the other. The very elements had been arguing for the entire month now met up in dangerous lines for the past week.

What's more, the network had started to malfunction for those supposed to be searching and helping to protect this town. Coincidence? Or was there something more in the air?

Dawn of the 21st day, or more technically, the end of the 20th, 13th hour, the culprits finally made themselves known.

Jack Frosts and Pyro Jacks flew around the city in visible numbers, spinning the air into divided lines, bringing forth spring, summer, fall, winter in a carousel of powers and spells. The air hissed and groaned, as they got into verbal arguments.

Turf wars, it seemed, spanned the elements and the holidays. Especially when two powerful clans were acting like spoiled children.

And like a plague, their powers spread out like the wildfire and snowflakes that they wielded, their mastery of the elements leaking out into the physical world, now not only touching the atmosphere, but the very people of the city. Those closely related to the ice, water, fire and lightning would find their powers suddenly acting strangely, and the creature's own wants and desires reflected in their own. Blessed...or cursed more likely with this, the city found itself with a different problem altogether.

But that wasn't all. Oh no. That would be far to easy. In the mist of the argument, they realized that just having two clans fighting would not be enough. Oh no! Since the habitats of the city lived in it, they should be the ones to decide who would win; a summery green Christmas, or a chilly wintery one?

For four people, it would be a call they couldn't ignore. The clans chose their avatars, and grew ready to spread their influence over all...in the name of a holiday.

Their hearts were in the right place. They were just thinking too much like demons.

[OOC: Feel free to start your own posts wandering around the city. If you signed up, you are now affected by the spells. You can control and play as many Frost and Pyro Jacks as you want, since they'll be close to you/wanting to help out their chosen ones. For the four, your first mission will be to spread the "joy" of your respectful holiday. You're not doing this to be malicious, you're just stating what you feel is the right option for Christmas, that's all (TOTALLY NOT BRAINWASHED YOU GUYS)! Everyone else, you can go around and try to talk with the Pyro or the Jack Frosts, but they'll be busy spreading their 'cheer' around. You can crash into each others' threads too, especially if you are one of the affected. For now it's not so much fighting as just being overly festive and why doesn't the other clan see how wrong they are?]

Comments

[a_pirate_meant_to_be]

One brief moment later, he scribbles something on a piece of paper and waves it around, as if indicating for Yu to look at it.

[linefacingforever]

Luckily (or maybe not), Yu noticed the flailing, blinking in surprise, before heading over to read the note.

...and yeah, reading the note first, not bothering with the tape on his mouth.

[a_pirate_meant_to_be]

It's pretty short and to the point.

W.T.F.

(Of course, since no one swears where he comes from, it really is Whiskey Tango Foxtrot, but the sentiment is there.)

[linefacingforever]

Yu blinked down at the brief message, looking confused for a moment himself. WTF... was there something wrong with what was happening? He looked back up at him, the confusion on his face obvious.

"...did something weird happen?"

...asks the man in the loincloth and the feathers to the man with his mouth taped shut.

[a_pirate_meant_to_be]

Guybrush stares at him before going back to work at his notepad. He eventually displays a very crude drawing of Yu's current outfit and what SEEMS to be a finger pointing at Yu directly.

[linefacingforever]

Yeah... okay...?

"What's wrong with it?"

[a_pirate_meant_to_be]

What. Scribble scribble scribble. He stares at it, eying what he wrote with annoyance before adding something at the end.

It's, like, an itsie bitsy teenie weenie yellow polka dot bikini
That you've worn for the first time today

Well actually it's more like you took a gigantic yellow polkadot bird and stuck it on your back before going out in your underwear.

[linefacingforever]

"Oh..." Yu replied... before he just smirked, holding himself in a position that no straight man should be in, showing off his awesome loincloth. "It's pretty hip isn't it?"

[a_pirate_meant_to_be]

Guybrush POINTEDLY looks away as Yu does this, scribbling down something.

It's certainly showing OFF a lot of hip. I know it's blazing hot right now, but isn't that a bit unseasonal?

[linefacingforever]

"Not... really? What else would you wear during a Green Christmas?"

[a_pirate_meant_to_be]

The same thing I wear EVERY day of the year. We only HAD Green Christmases in the Caribbean. And even THEY generally didn't involve sexual orientation-questioning underoos. For one thing, you wouldn't WANNA see that on most pirates. He shudders at the thought.

[linefacingforever]

"...there's nothing questionable about this...?"

...oh boy.

[a_pirate_meant_to_be]

He doesn't bother writing anything down. He just stares for a bit before smiling (or you presume he's smiling behind the tape), nodding, and veeeeeeery slowly moving away.

Dude, don't invite him to any of YOUR parties.