Miracle on Luceti Street.

[lucetimods]

Who: Everybody! (Mostly.)
What: IT'S CHRISTMAS OR SOMETHING.
When: The 19th through the 25th. Feel free to backdate and forwarddate and everydate as you please.
Where: All over the village!
Summary: It's a wintertime jamboree. Go ice skating. Hand out gifts to those you love. (Or want to prank, as the case may be.) Deal with meddling, creepy elves. Kiss a lot of people. It'll be good. Except for the parts where it'll be awkward. But that's what we're here for, isn't it?
Rating: Anywhere from PG to R, I imagine. If you need to play out sexytimes, please either fade to black and take it elsewhere or CLEARLY mark the thread in the subject line. (The former is preferable, but not strictly necessary.)


This is your event catch-all log! Sorry it's a bit late in going up. All you really need to do is mention in your subject line what date(s) it is, so folks know if they're dealing with mistletoe or not. Feel free to set up multiple scenarios, of course. Also, as always, tag your characters!

Here is your event info, and feel free to continue asking questions there if necessary. Now go and make merry!

Comments

[savedtheworld]

Wha-

[Aang is caught off-guard as Tokunaga shrinks down. He quickly loses his footing on the shrinking head, slip and falls, only a little gracefully into the snow, laughing all the way.]

[failguardian]

[Heeey, how come he's laughing? Anise looks puzzled as she neatly hops onto the ground and slings Tokunaga onto its normal perch on her back.]

I didn't hit you in the head, did I?

[savedtheworld]

[He pops up from the snow with a smile.]

No, I'm fine! That fall was just kind of fun!

[failguardian]

[O...kay...! Well, if he liked it! Anise shakes her hair, sending droplets of water flying.]

Whew, I'm kind of tired.

[savedtheworld]

[Aang then flops in the snow and starts waving his limbs about to form a snow Aangel.]

How about a truce, then? We had a good game!

[failguardian]

I was thinking that!

[And then Anise promptly stares at him like he had gone mad.]

What are you doing now?

[savedtheworld]

I'm making a... I think it's called a snow angel! You should try, it's fun!

[failguardian]

[She looks doubtful.] Isn't it cold, rolling around in all that snow?

[Says the one who initiated a snowball fight.]

[savedtheworld]

[Anise, pls. They both covered each other in so much snow already at different points.]

Not a lot! And it's worth it!

[Or it's whatever school of logic allowed Aang to function perfectly well at the North and South Poles in his monk clothes.]

[failguardian]

[That's different!!! Going from getting drenched in snow in a fair and honourable fight and rolling around in the stuff is a huuuuge gap, okay?]

Hmm. Oh well, no harm in trying!

[She flops down next to Aang, shivering a little as the snow squishes up against the back of her neck.]

[savedtheworld]

[Sure, Anise. Sure.]

Yeah, it's really safe! You just gotta wave your arms and legs back and forth over and over! Then it looks like a angel!

[failguardian]

Really?

[Well, with a bit of squinting maybe. But she shouldn't destroy the chance for fun with skepticism, although the jury's still out on whether this is "fun".]

[She moves her arms experimentally, sweeping some snow around.]

So, that's all we do?

[savedtheworld]

Yeah! It's easy, but fun! Move your legs, too!

[And he keeps sweeping his arms and legs up and down in demonstration.]

[failguardian]

It's pretty soothing I guess...

[She's not seeing much fun in this.]

[savedtheworld]

Yeah, and look at the shape you make!

[He hops out and points out the impression.]