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

[the_dead_pool2]

[He dodges to the left and throws the last snowball he had prepared, in the general direction of Vegeta as he jogs on to a new location]

Oh, don't be sore model man. I'm sure you have plenty of fashion shows to partake in.

[misterbrief]

Oh, shut up! No one asked you! [He returns fire in frustration, Deadpool's own snowball finding its mark as he stops to yell.]

[the_dead_pool2]

[The snowball hits him right in the butt, but he keeps running]

Shutting up is the one thing I simply can't do. Not in the contract, or in the cards, model man.

[He ducks behind a snowbank and gathers up some snow in hand]

[misterbrief]

Motormouth. [He growls, hands raised at the snowbank Deadpool just hid behind.]

Then I'll make you shut up!

[He fires a kiai shockwave at the snowbank, to make all the snow dump all over Deadpool.]

[the_dead_pool2]

[That didn't sound good at all, Deadpool instinctively leaps forward and rolls, yet still manages to get covered in snow, just not buried]

All sorts of immortals and gods have tried, model man, just a constant in the universe. Sort of like how I imagine you need to diet before going on runway walks.

[He'll brush off the snow casually as he stands up]

[misterbrief]

[He's picked up a snowball and is tossing it up and down, looking annoyed.]

I guess I should take that as a compliment, though dieting is out of the question. [HAVE YOU SEEN THIS GUY EAT, DEADPOOL. WAIT, YES, YES YOU HAVE.

And with that, he whips the snowball as hard and fast as he can throw it at him.]

[the_dead_pool2]

[The snowball collides into his head, knocking it back, and there is a loud crack. Deadpool pauses for a second and then shakes his head]

Man, I didn't even know that crick existed, but its out now.