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[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
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
fjdklsfa sorry for the tl;dr. snowball fights is srs biz okok
Oh. Oh hell no. Who the fuck.
Immediately his head is whipping up, a sneer on his lips and he's scanning the area, scanning... scanning... scanning...
...Oh. Oh, you bitch.
After a second or so of glaring death at the human queen he's argued with the other day, he snaps back into his senses, taking a dive and rolling behind one of the erected ice barricades. A snowball is taken in hand from the generous pile there, and he lets out a slow breath. THIS IS NOW A WARZONE. DH'OINE, YOU WILL PAY. A short exhale after, he's popping back up, aim not needing more than a fraction of a second to zero in before the snowball is launched towards Emma's head. Having ridiculously good aim has been like his life for the past century. So this should be like war lords playing bath tub battleship, idek. ]
...... war lords playing bath tub battleship, BEST METAPHOR
Clearly, this is The Best Way to sort out an argument, y/n. Emma's thinking y.
As for the battle -- Emma manages to dodge out of the way, well, mostly. The snowball clips her shoulder and breaks, about half of it spraying behind her as she darts behind a shelter of her own. She makes another snowball in record time and stands just long enough to launch it.
She even calculates the arc for it. Being a Hero of Skill (among other things) is cool.]
jfdklsa sobbing :'D this is the most adult of conflicts obviously
He dives to the side, and at least manages to have it crash into the sheath of his bow instead of his back. ...Oh. There's a thought.
He takes a couple moments to arrange what he's plotted up, taking a glance up to watch for incoming volleys as he does, but goes about untying the wide, leather sheath that usually holds his bow to his back. The bow and quiver at left there, and so help him if someone steals them, as well as the two long swords usually strapped to either side of this hips. He needs to move fast okok. Alright. We're ready.
Guess who has a shield now, and is totally darting out of his barricade to make a dash for another closer up to Emma's spot. Ducking and weaving might have still caught him a snowball in the face, and while it doesn't really hurt, TAKING A HIT IS ACCEPTING DEFEAT OKAY. ]
sure iorveth keep telling yourself that. at least emma's honest. this isn't adult at all
she sees him running and, yes, she is going to keep pelting him with snowballs at alarming speed and with even more alarming accuracy, and she's okay with not hitting him all the time because this is just fun dammit
besides, with him at a closer position, that also means it'll be easier to hit him
and easier to sneak up on him
and dump snow on his head
uhuhuhuhuhuhu
she has a plan
she is ready for this]
IT IS A MATTER OF PRIDE, WOMAN D8<
And okay it might be a little bit fun because he has done just about jack shit in the way of physical activity outside of build his Awesome People Only tree house. If it were him and his Scoia'tael, then yeah, it would be a lot of fun. He's probably even be smiling. Occasionally even laughing, heaven forbid, but it's not. So.
And yeah well MAYBE HE'S PLANNING TOO OR SOMETHING.
At least sneaking up won't exactly be easy, considering once he slides behind the closer barricade, he's pausing to send another volley her direction, firing rapidly in an effort not to let up or give her much time to breathe. But already he's eyeing another much closer barricade, waiting to sprint out to it, steadily making the distance close. Because you know what else this sheath would be awesome for?
A shovel. ]
so is it more prideful to lie and pretend you're something you're not then :v
... maybe she decides to cheat, a little, and push forward with extra speed granted to her by her Hero's Skill. She'll even do a fancy little roll on her way there. When she lands on her feet behind the other barricade, she immediately plunges her hand into snow to prepare another projectile.]
8|............................................................. yes.
So close, actually. That he ends up face to face with Emma once he skids inside.
Uh.
Oops.
There's a moment of wide-eyed shock before his 'shield' is getting stuffed into the snow and shoveling up a pile of the icy powder into her face. D8 GO AWAY. ]
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She thrusts her arm forward, propelling her just-prepared snowball right for Iorveth's face.
Of course, she's laughing again. And when she gets snow dumped on her, she's going to be laughing harder. Sorry, this is just too damn funny.]
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There's a yell of frustration and he whips his head side to side to shake the snow off, spitting a little of it out. Omfg, his face is so cold rn, fuck snow.
All attempts of seeming any kind of skilled or composed are basically tossed out the window as he starts digging gloved (thankfully) into the snow and tossing it up at her, a hand actually trying to dump a pile of it onto her head. Maybe that sneer has a little bit of a smirk in it. Maybe Jack's magical happy snow is kicking in a little. ]
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Once that particular onslaught is over, she grins with all the mischief of an unruly child...
... and darts forward to tackle him 'round the midsection and take him to the ground. The next step? To reach up and bring snow down on his face. See how he likes that.]