wintershepherd: (windswept)
Jack Frost ([personal profile] wintershepherd) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu_logs2013-03-07 08:05 pm

[OPEN EVENT] Weekend Winter Wonderland

Characters: All?
Date: March 8th-11th
Location: All of Keeliai
Situation: It's been a stressful month thus far for a lot of people, but Jack is determined to Make All The Happy and decides he needs to get back to his wintery roots by giving the city a proper snowing.
Warnings/Rating: People high on snow glitter?
NOTES: Actionspam OR prose, whatever is preferred! (Settings were just easier to prose.) Make your own thread headers if none of these suit! ♥



Jack had spent the last three hours balanced motionlessly on the top of a flagpole, head tilted back as he listened to the wind and the sound of the city below. Where is Winter? it asked. I'm here! the spirit replied, but he knew it didn't mean his physical presence. He'd had too much on his mind and too much in his heart and in that sense he had indeed been absent these last few weeks.

Eyes closed and thoughtlessly trusting, he tipped forward into open air, letting the wind catch him and hurl him upward into the misty cloud cover that scudded across the stars tonight. At his touch they thickened, fat and pale grey against the indigo backdrop and Jack swirled them up, the motions so ingrained in him they felt just like breathing. In the small hours of the morning snowflakes began to fall on the sleeping city, specks at first but then quickly becoming heavier.

Now with a fresh canvas to work with, Jack was really in his element. He could never have done something like this back home, not anywhere in his world. It would have been too strange, too inexplicable, drawn too much attention. But here on the turtle, things were different. There wasn't really a semblance of normal and Jack poured his imagination and heart into the things he wanted most to share, and from the snow rose gleaming swirls of snow and blue light, forming things of exceptional detail and delight.

By the time the sun rose, a solid three feet of the snow had blanketed the city, glistening and crisp and Jack went rocketing down the streets, rapping on doors and windows to leave spirals of frost on every surface.

"Whooohoo! Snow day! Get up sleepyheads, everyone come out and play!"


THREAD STARTERS
Ice Skating | Snowball Battle | Sledding Hill | Ice Cityscapes | Kids Playground | OOC Plot Post
aloadeddie: (EAMES IS A JERKFACE THO)

[personal profile] aloadeddie 2013-03-09 09:18 am (UTC)(link)
[Arthur gives a faint snort at that - Jack Frost isn't real, of course, so as far as he's concerned, the name he goes by is some kind of cover. Why he chooses to use that particular name is beyond him at this point, but he's too busy inspecting the snow to think too hard about that right now.]

Well, he's likely an architect, himself. Eames, Cobb and I know most of the major players in dream share, so that's probably why he's disguising himself and going under a false name.
build: (the options and possibilities)

[personal profile] build 2013-03-09 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Maybe... [ she obviously wasn't going to dismiss that idea. ] But what if he actually does believe that he is Jack Frost?

[ it's a thought she had been toying with the longer she sat and talked to him. and well... now with all that she was seeing, what type of architect would draw this much attention to himself when there were others in the dream with him? ]
aloadeddie: (cobb ur dead wife)

[personal profile] aloadeddie 2013-03-10 07:00 am (UTC)(link)
If he's been stuck here long enough, he may have come to believe that. Stuck dreaming, I mean. Just because he only arrived here a couple of months ago, doesn't mean he was in the real world before that. [He tentatively tastes the snow. What? He needs to figure this out!]

You were in limbo before you showed up, right? It's easy to lose yourself in limbo.
build: (collections of books and documents)

[personal profile] build 2013-03-10 07:47 am (UTC)(link)
Which would make more sense than anything... [ she easily agreed as she spun around to look at him, rolling a ball of snow in her hand as she did.

(Sorry, Arthur, she does have plans for this snow ball. guess who they include?) ]
It could at least explain why he seems genuinely harmless too, right?

I mean... limbo does things to you. [ things she knows she doesn't want to talk about right then. ] So it's worth exploring that idea. Because we can't let him stay like that if that is the case.
aloadeddie: (um wtf r u doin)

[personal profile] aloadeddie 2013-03-10 08:15 am (UTC)(link)
Or he could be a really good actor. [He's eyeing that snowball with a certain amount of suspicion, it's true. What are you planning to do with that, Ariadne? He's not sure he likes the look in her eyes.]

We have to be careful, though. He could also be a projection of some kind. [Projections can't, in Arthur's experience, usually manipulate the dream world, but he knows enough about this situation to know that it's a completely different paradigm from what he's used to. So anything could be possible.]
build: (the turnpike and high-speed motorway)

[personal profile] build 2013-03-11 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
Will you just lighten up for a bit? [ and with that, she just shrugged. maybe jack was a damn good actor, and maybe he wasn't – she wasn't sure. but right at that very moment, she wasn't going to sit and think too hard on it (she wasn't in the mood). and instead she was just going to smile a bit brighter as she tossed the snowball at him - hoping like hell it was going to hit - before she let out a giggle and spun on her heels and ran off towards the arc de triomphe.

sorry, Arthur, you just found yourself dealing with a somewhat childish Ariadne. ]
aloadeddie: (that stupid eyebrow thing)

[personal profile] aloadeddie 2013-03-14 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
I don't see why - [Whatever he was about to say, it's interrupted by the snowball hitting him.]

Hey! [LINEFACE. He's giving chase, Ariadne, and he's good at that.]
build: (Default)

[personal profile] build 2013-03-14 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ a loud giggle (because this was just too much fun) and she is yelling back at him: ] Hay is for horses.

[ yes, she is basically acting like a twelve year old. but for some reason, she couldn't help but try to have fun with this as she rounded the corner, and attempted to hide behind the structure as she readied yet another snowball to throw in his direction. ]
aloadeddie: (merry chase ROFLMAO asjdhakjsd)

[personal profile] aloadeddie 2013-03-14 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
You asked for it. [He sees where she went, there. And he's following her, picking up a handful of snow along the way.]
build: (explanation)

[personal profile] build 2013-03-14 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
[ shes crouching down close to the ground - snowball ready - a bright smile forming on her lips as she yells back: ] I'm completely innocent here. Stop assuming things.
aloadeddie: (how YOU doin?)

[personal profile] aloadeddie 2013-03-14 07:10 am (UTC)(link)
It's not an assumption - it's a fact. [It's too bad the snow crunching underfoot gives away his position so easily - he'd love to be able to sneak up on her and dump the snow down the back of her shirt. The best he can manage is to dart around the column and throw it without taking much time to aim.]
build: (the turnpike and high-speed motorway)

[personal profile] build 2013-03-15 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ sure, Ariadne might be pretty light on her feet, but she really didn't see Arthur coming right then. and the moment the snowball was hitting her in the shoulder, she was letting out a yelp and falling fully on the ground, as she attempted to toss her snowball in his direction in retaliation. ]

Cheater! [ yep, this is the best comeback she has right then, as she suddenly is too busy giggling at how ridiculously fun this was. ]
aloadeddie: (looking down)

[personal profile] aloadeddie 2013-03-17 08:37 pm (UTC)(link)
You can't cheat at something when there aren't any rules.

[Still, like the gentleman he is, he holds out a hand to help her get back up.]
build: (explanation)

[personal profile] build 2013-03-18 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
[ her nose crinkles slightly as she looks up at him with a small huff. ] There are always rules to things.

[ well... not really. she just has to be somewhat stubborn here - in the name of fun of course. ] You just chose to play dirty is all.

[ and with that, she just rolls her eyes, letting a hint of amusement slip out of her as she reaches up and takes his hand so she can get up. ]
aloadeddie: (you crazy bastard)

[personal profile] aloadeddie 2013-03-18 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
[He starts tugging her up - and with his other hand, shoves a handful of snow down the back of her shirt.]

I'll show you playing dirty.
build: (the turnpike and high-speed motorway)

[personal profile] build 2013-03-18 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
God damn you, Arthur! [ she yelps as she lets go of his grip, falling back to the ground with a thud. ]

You are a horrible, horrible man. And you should be ashamed. [ can you tell how serious she is with this? because she is full out giggling now, as she just finds herself trying like hell to knock him down with a sweep of her leg.]
aloadeddie: (ur back)

[personal profile] aloadeddie 2013-03-18 06:32 am (UTC)(link)
I've never claimed to be anything other than a bad man. [He's grinning a little now despite himself, though, and he stumbles into the snow - for whatever reason, his mood is definitely improving.]

Well, now we're both in a spot. [And he flings some more snow at her.]
build: (calm)

[personal profile] build 2013-03-25 06:17 am (UTC)(link)
[ she can't help but beam at it all, letting a long laugh escape her as she attempts to kick snow over in his direction. ]

I'm smaller though... my spot isn't as big. [ which makes no sense what so ever - but she doesn't seem to care - instead she would rather focus on trying to find a way to cover arthur in as much snow as possible. ]
aloadeddie: (also mazes)

[personal profile] aloadeddie 2013-03-26 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
That just makes it even more impressive when I hit you between the shoulders. [Arthur points that out with a little bark of laughter, sending another snowball flying in her direction.]