Jingle Mingle...2

[alittlefuninstead]

Some of you may be used to this by now. For some of you, this may be your very first time being swept away in a flurry of snowflakes. (Though some of you may have been particularly naughty and were shoved into a burlap sack before disappearing into the storm.) As usual, it seems as though the time for bloodshed has passed and when you open your eyes you're greeted with...

...a ski lodge.

Worry not! This isn't the lodge Krampus had taken residence in but it's a rather large and cozy getaway. You may even find that your clothes have changed into something holiday-appropriate for the occasion. It seems as though someone has gone around decking the halls with boughs of holly, lights strewn along the walls, Christmas trees in large corners, and plenty of food and drink to go around. (Yes, this includes alcohol. Please do try to be responsible though, hm?)

Similarly, some of you may recognize the frosty patterns that lightly dust the walls and surfaces and the usual staff and their assistants are back in action. Should you require anything, you may ask one of them and they'll be at your service!

The lodge has plenty of rooms filled with furniture, fireplaces, games and more. And for those of you feeling a little more adventurous, you may venture outdoors. To the left there's a sprawling garden with gazebos, firepits, flowers and lit topiary displays. To the right, you may follow the path down to a hot spring. And straight ahead? There's the path leading you right to a rental shack holding skis, snowboards and snow mobiles.

This almost seems...quaint, doesn't it? And perhaps it's a little too easy, but you should know by now everything comes with a price.

Sprigs of mistletoe are pinned up in every doorway once again, bright red bows and dustings of frost lingering around them. Don't try to escape to the outdoors to avoid it! Ice sculptures appear in every direction each decorated with the mystical plant. You could try to avoid it, really, but avoiding it too long will earn a chilly breath of air directly in your ear as you're pushed straight into the nearest person. Wouldn't you rather choose on your own?

Well! The choice is yours, and you might want to make it fast. There's no way out without paying the kiss tax, after all.

[ooc: it's mgcu time! this mingle is open to characters from the following: reapsody, grimmoired, plasmatio, subdivided, thotordie, bluesclues, tropicalgetaway, notagain, redactable, snowend, 7rings, seasonality, and chasma!

Comments

[empireofrats]

[she takes one of the sweets he was about to eat,

but then pauses immediately after. she looks up at him with the soft, large brown eyes of a puppy, looking into his soul,

and then she hands the cookie to him in offering.]

[dotcom]

[ i'm going to be honest he would have just snatched the cookie from her




but he will take the offering peacefully instead. ]

[empireofrats]

[yea i almost made her keep it so he would steal from a child]

What's your favorite cookie?

[dotcom]

It depends on the mood, but it's hard to go wrong with fudge. Although this time of year, gingerbread and sugar cookies are what's mostly marketed-- the icing on the latter can make or break it though.

[ he has opinions ]

[empireofrats]

[Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. His cookie discourse. She peers over the table while he says this.]

I've had fudge before. It's okay. Do they have gingerbread [she says this sort of weirdly, like she's trying to mimic him but has never said this word in her entire life] and sugar cookies here?

I don't think the town we were in had them.

[yuggoth has been too long ago i don't remember anything]

[dotcom]

[ oh he is scandalized at this idea

but he will walk over to the table and point at a plate of gingerbread men. ]

Try these.

[empireofrats]

[Oh! She quickly scuttles after him to the table to look at the cookies. MEN? She laughs.]

They're shaped like people! [She picks one up to look at it.] I feel bad eating him. Maybe he will cry.

[She looks up at him.

Are you going to low or high chaos her, Takeru?]

[dotcom]

If he does, it'll only be silently, so you won't have to deal with it.

[ no. ]

[empireofrats]

[Mid chaos it is! Also, I'm sad to say, this simply sounds like something Royce would say to her.]

I could eat his head first.

[HELPFULLY. No crying will be heard then.

She bites off this poor gingerbread man's head.]

[dotcom]

Oh. A quick death.

[ rip

he picks one up and bites the arm off. ]

[empireofrats]

If you have to do a bad thing, I guess you should do it quickly. To be merciful. Kind of like when the man came out of the mirror and killed me very fast, so it was over with quickly.

[:)

She is looking peculiarly over this cookie. Like she's use to being forced to have refined tastes, but also she's a child, so the gingerbread is a little weird.]

[dotcom]

I see.

[ there's a long pause. ]

Do you mean back home, or in some weird place where people have to murder each other for some convoluted reason?

[empireofrats]

[Hmmm. She peers at him a moment.]

A weird place where we had to die. But a man did come out of the air at home when he killed Mother. On the rooftops.

Were you in a weird place, too?