[Free for all] Christmastiiiiime is heeeere

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CHRISTMASTIME

 

• comment with your character(s). leave blank or write starters or whatever floats your friggin' boat
• respond to others
• CHRISTMAS. CHEER. SNOW. MISTLETOE. JESUS IS THE REASON FOR THE SEASON etc
• or winter solstice/whatever exists in your character's world but do technicalities really matter I thought not
• CATCH (because there has to be one): no Scrooges!! no matter how grumpy you might normally be at this (or any other) time of year, you suddenly find yourself in the Christmas spirit and partaking in Christmas things. That doesn't mean you're necessarily going to enjoy it, but you can't quite stop, either...
• BE LOVELY, FRIENDS

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Ventus | Kingdom Hearts

[makingfriends]

[Ven is pretty much everywhere -- no, really, everywhere.

ARE YOU IN THE KITCHEN? He will be dropping by to see what you're baking. Or eating.

ARE YOU OUTSIDE? Beware the random snowball thrown at the back of your head.

ARE YOU STANDING IN A CORNER TRYING TO AVOID PEOPLE? Too bad, he's approaching you with a friendly smile to ask what's up. 8D

Or, y'know, sneak up on him yourself.]

[wayfindings]

Oh no you don't.

[Son, Aqua doesn't think you're quite prepared to be going outside in all that snow dressed like that. She, however, is quite prepared, buttoned up in a blue coat. She's already half predicted this eventuality of him dashing out the door, and first and foremost you need this hat being forced onto your head. It's red, it has a white pom-pom on the end. It could be a santa hat or a red moogle hat, it's up in the air at the moment.

She leans back to admire her handiwork. She also has an armful of coats and scarves and jumpers and gloves, but she's not forcing them on you.

Not yet, anyway.]

We don't want you getting a cold tomorrow and missing your training session, do we?

[makingfriends]

H-Hey!

[WHAT IS THIS THING OVER HIS EYES HE'S BLIND oh no it's a hat it just slipped a little too low.

Ven pushes it up to straighten it over his mess of spikes, trying and failing to look legitimately annoyed.]

Come on, Aqua! I'll just come in and warm up again before I get too cold!

[mom don't make him wear all that please it's so cumbersome >: and he needs to be at his best to beat Terra in a snowball fight!!]

Milla Maxwell | Tales of Xillia

[alittletooshort]

[oh is the cold a thing? You wouldn't guess it from Ms. Short Skirt and Half-A-Tube-Top here. She's much too busy studying all the festive decorations and wondering what role reindeer play in a holiday of religious worship, ok.]

Luke fon Fabre | because clearly there is a jrpg shortage

[isoclone]

[Milla might be able to handle freezing temperatures while wearing much less, but Luke is not the Lord of Spirits so you can all shut up. >:| He's gotten wiser this year, at least, and has changed from his usual wardrobe into something more sensibly fitting for the cold.

And why shouldn't he be outside? Sure, snow gets pretty annoying after the first fifteen minutes, but there are just some things you need to enjoy

while you can

you know

so

yeah

Outside in the snow for a walk it is!! Or taking the occasional break to duck back into a kitchen/inn/kitchen at an inn to warm up again.]

REPLICA!BRO TIME, YES? <3

[hold_the_fon]

Oh, Luke!

[Have a tiny Fon Master semi-struggling his way through the snow towards you, brightly-wrapped package in hand.]

aw yea

[isoclone]

[Ion if the snow is above ankle-deep you know you shouldn't be out here you might drown in it

STILL, Luke turns with a smile at the voice.]

Hey, Ion. What're you doing out here?

[...Luke are you one to talk no I didn't think so]

MISTLETOE OPTION PREFERRED OF COURSE lmao

[tooprettysrsly]

[Laaaaaaaaaaaaadies~]

[obscureidol]

[...Because who DOESN'T want to enjoy Christmas with a handsome but basically robot-faced idol?]

[8thbrightshiner]

[NO SCROOGES, YOU SAY

I think you'll find that there's at least one semi-Scrooge-ish being around today

though doesn't that just make it funnier when the spirit DOES take him? XD]

HELLO MOGGET IT LOOKS LIKE YOU NEED AN INSUFFERABLY CHEERFUL KID IN YOUR LIFE

[suredo]

[Ven probably has a number of excuses to be in a bad mood, from the unprecedented snowfall to the sweater he's been forced to wear while he's out -- but no, no, that won't do when life is good and there are good times to be had and friends to be made. Plus he has some hot chocolate, which does away will all negativity for anyone right-minded person living a half-decent life.

So Ven's sipping on his cocoa as he trudges through the snow, tactically avoiding any patches of ice when he crosses over a walkway and not minding the snowflakes that are nesting/melting in his hair (he ditched that pom-pom hat a while back, sorry, Aqua) and shoulders. He decides to break with a quick rest on the nearby bench, though, dusting it off haphazardly before claiming it.

Despite the abundance of white on the ground and in the trees and everywhere, Ven still manages to spot Mogget, wherever he may be -- and breaks into a friendly smile because animals are great and whoever disagrees probably needs some hot chocolate in their life.

So yes, he'll be leaning to try and catch the cat's attention.

And yes, he's going to do The Thing:]

Hey, kitty! Here, kitty-kitty!

*EVERYONE IN HIS LIFE* IS AN INSUFFERABLE KID, CANONFAX. ...THE CHEERFULNESS IS NEW THO.

[8thbrightshiner]

[Snow is terrible.

It's cold, and it's wet, and that makes it terrible. The fact that it's deep only makes matters worse, especially since there isn't anyone nearby for Mogget to scramble on top of and use to ride safely across the fields of white.

So, as it is, he's stuck sitting just outside the door of one of the many buildings scattered about, wondering darkly why no one had shoveled the walkways yet, and whether or not it was worth shifting into another form to get to the building across the wide courtyard, which smelled of delicious things cooking.

When Ven approaches and then does The Thing, Mogget's gaze flicks up immediately, locking onto the boy with an intense--and direct--sort of eye contact that likely outs him as really being a cat. No true cat could raise an eyebrow either, which is indisputably what he's doing right now--]

If you truly believe that I have any intention of crossing all of that wet snow for any reason, much less simply because you called me, you've got another think coming.

[--and most cats probably couldn't do that either.]

HERE IS A CHANCE FOR HIM TO WALTZ WITH MORE OF YOUR MUSES 8D

[aureately]

[Laaaaaaaaaaaaadies~]

I do have quite the collection of ladies... PHASE FEEL FREE TO JOIN IN?

[anri_sonohara]

Her normal routine consisted of making a warm cup of cocoa, switching on her little corner store-bought radio, and curling up with a good book until the countdown began. Even when she had been close friends with Mika, it had always been the same, every New Years Eve. The books may have changed and the voices drifting through the speakers may have gotten older. But for the most part, her routine had remained relatively the same.

It was modest and downplayed and quiet. And for Anri, it was comfortable. Going out and about among a crowd of people stumbling around in their drunken stupor seemed far from being anything remotely pleasant. But Kida had asked - insisted - that they celebrate this year together and start a new tradition of their own. Because they were family. And this was what families did. And though she was reluctant to give in, there was a small part of her that almost... welcomed the change and embraced the reprieve from the normal calm and silence.

After all, Kida was anything but either.

So, at a quarter til nine, there was a certain quiet and mousy girl wandering down the street towards the appointed meeting place, dressed as festive as she was able.

YES joining in is much recommended (if you want to protect Anri-chan from Kida's flirting, anyway~)

[aureate_ly]

'Festive,' Kida hoped, meant 'looking super-cute and sexy in a winter kimono, ready to visit the local shrine like they'd planned', though Anri looked super-cute and sexy no matter what she wore, so he wouldn't really be disappointed even if she was in something less traditional. For his part, he was wearing warm but stylish (as always) street clothes, and when he saw Anri, he stepped out of the doorway he'd been lurking in and waved at her with his whole arm as he called out to her.

"AAAAAAAAAAAANRI-CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAN~! ♥ Over here!"

Definitely not calm or silent.

Mikado wasn't anywhere in sight at the moment--this could very well end up being pretty close to a proper date, if he didn't show at all.

lol EVERYONE IS GAY FOR ION, canontrufax X'D

[hold_the_fon]

[Laaaaaaaaaaaaadies~]

Trufax... It's one of his superpowers

[bladedbeauty]

Glancing at the clock on the wall, Miho began to count her blessings just as the people outside began to count down towards midnight. The assignment only called for her to stay long enough for the ball drop. What she decided to do afterwards was up in the air. And for Miho's part, she had every intention of leaving her post and getting as far away from the festivities as possible.

Needless to say, parties were not her forte. And Twelve O'Clock could not come too soon. But as House Prefect, such responsibilities came with the title.

CUE THE CUTENESS

[hold_the_fon]

The Great Hall was packed to bursting at a time like this--the Wizarding World might be very different from the muggle one, but wizards were glad of any excuse to throw a party, and enough muggleborn students had become teachers that celebrating the New Year in semi-muggle style had become Hogwarts tradition in recent years.

"Ah, Miho!"

While she'd probably heard him coming, even over the noise of the crowds both inside the Hall and out, he was still careful to announce himself from a respectable distance, and at a respectable volume--not too loud, but not a whisper either. Unfortunately, some Gryffindors tended to be somewhat less respectable, and a group of sixth-years ran past in a shouting, rowdy clump, intent on getting outside to see the Headmaster drop the ball into the Lake (after which the Giant Squid would, infamously, rise to the surface to wrestle with it, until the magical sphere exploded in a flash of harmless light). So intent on their goal were they, they didn't even notice the little third-year boy in their path, much less register the fact that they'd forcefully shoved him well into the Slytherin prefect's personal space.

The result wasn't anything too overly dramatic. There was no accidental kiss, no awkward sprawl across her lap or faceplant into her cleavage, and definitely no pushing her over and landing on top of her after they fell. There wasn't even a moment, however fleeting, where their bodies were pressed close together; instead, Ion somehow managed to catch himself on the wall, locking his elbows and bracing his arms before anything truly uncomfortable could occur. As it was, they ended up nearly nose to nose for a few startled seconds, but that was the worst of it.

Ion gave a sheepish little laugh as he ducked his head a bit, turning his face to the side just slightly--sheepish, because his arms were already trembling, and the angle he was stuck leaning at was a precarious one. He'd have to push away from the wall to stand upright, or else simply...drop to the floor, though there was a risk of collision with Miho if he did that. So for the moment, he kept his arms locked and a smile on his face.

"...M...my apologies..."

...He wouldn't be able to stay like that long, though.

[tempestossed]

[LAAAAAAAA- wait, no



no in this case it's

APPROACH WITH CAUTION, IF YOU DARE


because a gleeful Sync is never a pleasant thing]

Siiiiiince... they've had enough Mistletoe incidents to last them a lifetime...

[bladedbeauty]

[ OH, MIHO DARES! Or, more like, Sync is probably in the mood to poke and prod at one of his favorite targets.

Either way, he'll spot her off in some dark corner somewhat bored out of her mind with this idea of new beginnings. It's pretty much the same every year, isn't it? ]

Is the HP!AU okay? (...Also, I don't...have a fitting icon uploaded for this thread...)

[tempestossed]

[He sees her, all right, or at least knows she's there...but at the moment, he's not particularly interested in causing her any sort of grief. He's far too focused on decorating the main tree in the Slytherin Common Room.

Without using any sort of magic.

Nope, no wand, no spells, no incantations. No cowering house-elves or cringing underclassman lackeys either. Just an unusually placid-looking prefect calmly (...gently?) unwrapping ornaments, attaching hooks to them, then stepping over to the tree to place them on the branches.



...All told, right now he looks a great deal more like Ion than usual.]

[souledgeknight]

[This is probably Chloe as you've never (or very rarely) seen her: she's actually not in her knight uniform for once, but a rather nice evening gown of white, sitting by the fireside.

Not only that, but is she... sewing...

...yes, she is -- she's working on what looks like a doll's dress.

...w h a t is going on here]

[lawfulgoodguy]

[That's what Flynn's going to find out. Because...yes, it's a very different-looking Chloe that meets his eyes--lovely as always, but different.

For his part, he's also out of uniform, though he's still dressed rather nicely, if not especially formally.

He approaches with a smile, but there's some obvious curiosity in his words when he reaches her.]

Good evening, Lady Chloe. What are you making?

[It does look like a doll's dress, but it's still worth asking.]

1/2

[souledgeknight]

[Despite the coming and going of light traffic, the evening's been pretty quiet. As focused as Chloe is, she hasn't been paying much attention to passersby in the last half hour since none of them have approached her.

So even when she notices someone drawing close, she doesn't break her concentration until he speaks. Then she glances up, hands instantly pausing in their practiced movements of slipping that needle over and under and through.]

2/2

[souledgeknight]

[...And she was relaxed just now, more relaxed than she typically ever is -- but of course seeing Flynn, and at such close range, triggers Chloe's usual behavior reflexes. The early part of her life taught her that it's perfectly acceptable for a lady to remain seated in a man's presence -- but the latter half has drilled into her the necessity for a subordinate to acknowledge her superior on sight.

So she's instantly out of the cozy armchair and on her feet.]

Commandant! Good -- ow!

[YEP she sure did just poke herself with that needle -- enough to wince and briefly shake her hand (nooo don't get blood on your dress, or the doll dress, that would be even worse than the tear she's fixing) before forcing a respectful smile through it.]

Good evening, sir. I -- I was just fixing this. For one of the children.

[Goodness knows she has a soft spot for them.]