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stringmods) wrote in destinystrings2012-12-21 12:00 am
Entry tags:
- !event post,
- !open log,
- alia shepard [ou],
- aqua [au1],
- eikichi mishina [ou],
- elaine marley [ou],
- ginia rosentia (dragonborn) [ou],
- guybrush threepwood [ou],
- integra hellsing [ou],
- izanami (npc),
- kaito watari [ou],
- kanji tatsumi [ou],
- ludwig beilschmidt (germany) [ou],
- nikolai volkov [oc],
- riku [au1],
- rise kujikawa [ou],
- ruri hoshino [ou],
- terra [au1],
- vanellope von schweetz [ou],
- yu narukami [ou],
- yukiko amagi [ou]
At the World's End: Hot and Cold Clash! The Holiday Mixup Special
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?]
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?]
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"Wait--!"
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"Not better!"
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He'd managed to pick up something that the Frosts had said before the girl joined in, after Aqua's well-timed Transcendence spell--that she wasn't acting very much in the Christmas spirit.
He failed to see how singing at random and dressing like an idiot had anything to do with Christmas. Actually, with the number of onlookers this was gathering, this whole spectacle really needed to be wrapped up, and soon, before even more people somehow wound up getting dragged into it. If the little girl's behavior was anything to go by, anyone could get dragged in.
... Transcendence actually gives him an idea; it won't hurt either of the singers, and it should stop them for a little while.
He calls his Keyblade to his hand and focuses on the two making a spectacle of themselves, hoping to land the spell on top of them.
"Drift!" An orb of purple energy appears under them and extends outwards, forming a harmless anti-gravity field underneath the two that should keep them hovering a few feet above the ground for a couple of minutes.
"Knock it off, guys." Seriously, you guys need to cool off.
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"♫ THIS IS THE TALE OF OLD MAN JACK FROST
CRISP COLD WEATHER, WITH THE WINTER TRUCKLAOD ♫"
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Might as well let him finish. There's no stopping him it seems!
"Take it home!"
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THIS WHOLE CITY'S A PLAYFIELD, JUST WAITING TO GET SNOWED! ♫"
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She's just gonna sit here and float around with the Frosts. They're pretty cute!
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DONE
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