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

[silentscout]

Oh. Traveling would have been nice. The school was too small and there weren't any good hiding places. And they made us go to class on Fridays, even after we found bodies and everything.

[teenrebellion]

Seriously? I thought trials were bad, but having to go to class after someone dies really takes the cake. That's twisted.

[silentscout]

Mmm. It was. But that's over now, so it's better.

[A pause, and then:]

...you don't look like an angel.

[teenrebellion]

...As long as everyone came out alive, I guess you're right.

And I wasn't an angel - not a real one, anyway. I was just a Watcher. We did have wings while the competition thing was going, though.

[silentscout]

And you lost them when it was over?

[teenrebellion]

Yep. I don't totally understand how it worked, but since the angels are gone, so are the wings. I don't really miss them, though; it's easier to sleep without them.

[silentscout]

So you got rid of them, but kept the wolf?

[teenrebellion]

Well, yeah. The angels gave us the wings, but Zimri had nothing to do with them.

[silentscout]

Oh.

[Well. Maybe he's getting it.]

Why did the angels do all of that? Was it another tv show?

[teenrebellion]

Why would it be a TV show?

[ what does that have to do with anything? lalli, explain. ]

Honestly, it just sounded like politics. They wanted control over as many worlds as they could get just to deal with some stupid, petty grudge.

[silentscout]

That's what ours was. A TV show. The people in charge were overwriting people to make it more dramatic.

[teenrebellion]

...That's pretty messed up. How do you even beat something like that?

[silentscout]

We stole magic items and wrote our own ending.

[teenrebellion]

And I thought the angel thing was weird. This is on another level.

[silentscout]

The angel thing sounds worse to me. Crazy people making TV shows can be beat. But angels? That's more difficult. Battling the gods is always dangerous.

[teenrebellion]

But with weird magic?

[ it sounds like too much? he's just a normie here. ]

The angels were dangerous and all, but the real reason we beat them was some science-y stuff, not magic. Something about using their DNA against them.

[silentscout]

Using science to overcome the gods. That sounds like something Kon would do.

[Oh, he sounds a bit more fond when he says that last part.]

[teenrebellion]

[ oh? oh???? ]

Who's Kon?

[silentscout]

[He points to a young man nearby. He looks like an absolute nerd too, it's perfect.]

He likes science things too. We didn't have gods where we were, but he used science to help save the dormheads.

[teenrebellion]

[ glances over at kon and nods like he understands everything now. ​]

How's that work? I thought you said you just had to rewrite a story.

[silentscout]

[Yep. The grumpy one is soft for the...okay Kon isn't a 'sunshine one' but he smiles more than Lalli does.]

There was science in rewriting the story. We had to steal a pen and use that.

[teenrebellion]

Stealing a pen is science now? Hasn't everyone done that a few times in class, just by accident?