Snow Fight!

[misterbrief]

Who: EVERYONE.
What: Snowball free-for-all.
When: February 25th, during the Harvest Moon Valentine's Event!
Where: The road and the area between Houses 16, 19, and 27
Summary: Who knows how it started, but there's a war being waged in the street- and you've just been tagged a few times by a snowball. Join in on the fun, seek revenge, or just try to get out of the fray! Maybe make a new friend or two, you never know what will happen with those Heart Meters!
Rating: S for snow.



It was a calm day until someone decided to be a little mischievous. But accidents do happen, and one snowball lead to another until a full out war started in the middle of the village. Everyone for themselves, pelting each other, dragging the poor passerby into the chaos with either a well aimed or not-so-well aimed snowball.

Comments

[goldenglasses]

[Ah, oops. He hit a... a... well, Vash isn't sure exactly what he hit.] Opps, sorry about that. I didn't mean to make you fall off your ball. Are you alright?

[sitalion]

[Stefano picks himself up, spitting out some snow.]

Oh yes, I'mma fine. But-a why were you throwing the snowball?

[goldenglasses]

It's a game! [Vash looks over the creature he had hit once more. He was no expert on water mammals having spent most of his life in the desert, but it looks like this creature's hands were for water of some kind. Certainly not for making balls out of snow.]

Just for a little fun you make snow into the shape of a ball and throw it at people. It doesn't hurt, er, well it's not suppose to. I suppose it can if you knock someone off of their ball. I kinda miss-aimed that snowball.

A bunch of us are having a snowball fight right now. You just got caught in the crossfire. Sorry about that again!

[sitalion]

A snowball-a fight? Maybe I should-a play!

[It certainly sounds like fun.]

[goldenglasses]

Sure! Everyone is welcomed to play! But ah, are you going to have trouble making and throwing snowballs?

[He decides being blunt may be for the best. As he has no idea. Maybe this guy can magically control snow. He had certainly seen some strange things in Luceti over the years.]

[sitalion]

Is not-a hard.

[He bends over, scooping up some snow into his flippers, forming it into a ball. He then throws the ball directly in Vash's direction.]

Like-a this?

[goldenglasses]

AH! [He wasn't expecting that and the ball explodes all over his chest.]

Yeah! That's perfect! You're like a snowball making master! You'll do just fine in the game!

[sitalion]

[Well, sea lions are aquatic, and snowballs are just clumps of frozen water.]

[But wait what?]

...What game?

[goldenglasses]

It's called a snowball fight! You throw those balls at people and they throw them back. Just don't aim for the face, because that could hurt.