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Entry tags:
- 47 [ou],
- edge [ou],
- inigo [ou],
- khardeen [ou],
- leaf [au],
- little one [ou],
- madoka kaname [ou],
- overlord zetta [crau],
- ple two [ou],
- romeo [crau],
- ~x~arataka reigen [ou],
- ~x~ash [ou],
- ~x~conan edogawa [ou],
- ~x~curufin [crau],
- ~x~danny phantom [ou],
- ~x~dread thunderstorm [ou],
- ~x~elfnein,
- ~x~feanor [ou],
- ~x~fingon [ou],
- ~x~gwen stacey [ou],
- ~x~ignis scientia [ou],
- ~x~jessie custer [au],
- ~x~joscelin fitzthomas [crau],
- ~x~kaito kuroba [ou],
- ~x~kumoko [ou],
- ~x~lan wangji [ou],
- ~x~luke skywalker [au],
- ~x~nerdanel mathaniel [ou],
- ~x~peter parker [ou],
- ~x~prisoner [ou],
- ~x~raven [ou],
- ~x~renee corbin [ou],
- ~x~sarai thunderstorm [ou],
- ~x~telli [au],
- ~x~tony stark [ou]
Winter Wonderland [Event]
”Good Morning passengers. Today is day Twenty Four of the month of Catfish. You may wish to look out of the window.”
As passengers wake in their beds they will indeed notice something different about the light. If they look out of the window, instead of the ever changing void they will see white slopes of mountains, flakes of snow alling down around them and frost covered trees zipping past the windows. If they glance at the ICP on the table they will see a message.
Investigating the dressing cart they will find the drawers and cupboards unlocked once again. However, instead of the fantasy-esque clothing of world #25768 they will find thick winter coats, hats, gloves and scarves. There are heavy fur lined boots and even some ice skates.
Entering the garden carriage they will see that the glass dome of the roof has opened, leaving the carriage exposed to a bright blue sky. Any nonsense of the past few weeks has vanished, leaving the carriage pristine. Not that that is easy to notice as it is covered in a thick layer of snow. The paths are clearer, a light dusting of snow but easy to talk through. Around the paths the drifts are high, perfect for snowman building or a snowball fight.
The streams and the pond in the centre are solid ice. Anyone brave enough to try to find the ice holds their weight for ice skating.
And the ICP message was correct. There is hot chocolate in the stores.
As passengers wake in their beds they will indeed notice something different about the light. If they look out of the window, instead of the ever changing void they will see white slopes of mountains, flakes of snow alling down around them and frost covered trees zipping past the windows. If they glance at the ICP on the table they will see a message.
Investigating the dressing cart they will find the drawers and cupboards unlocked once again. However, instead of the fantasy-esque clothing of world #25768 they will find thick winter coats, hats, gloves and scarves. There are heavy fur lined boots and even some ice skates.
Entering the garden carriage they will see that the glass dome of the roof has opened, leaving the carriage exposed to a bright blue sky. Any nonsense of the past few weeks has vanished, leaving the carriage pristine. Not that that is easy to notice as it is covered in a thick layer of snow. The paths are clearer, a light dusting of snow but easy to talk through. Around the paths the drifts are high, perfect for snowman building or a snowball fight.
The streams and the pond in the centre are solid ice. Anyone brave enough to try to find the ice holds their weight for ice skating.
And the ICP message was correct. There is hot chocolate in the stores.
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This was certainly one of those times. Instead of a game, this felt more like a test of skill and 47 only knew how to win or die trying.
He ducked further down to let the snowball hit the bench above his head. Ignoring the poof of snow that erupted, he threw another snowball at the kid from around the side of the bench even though he was sure the snowbank would simply eat it instead of his target.
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"You missed my battleship~!"
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He didn't really know how to respond to the comment however. At least, not verbally. So instead he simply made another couple of snowballs as Kaito's latest throw pelted the bench again.
They would be at a bit of a statement at this rate unless someone moved to a better position. 47 took the initiative. He peeked out from around the bench to throw one of his snowballs at the kid again. Then immediately sprinted out from the opposite side with his second ball in hand. As he was running, hoping Kaito would aim at the feint position, 47 threw his second ammunition once he got into a better position.
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He does, of course, aim for the feint first, cursing in surprise (should a kid his age really be using that word?) as 47 gets him from his new position.
"Oh nice!" He wipes snow from his face and ducks down agin. "BUT DONT THINK IT WILL GO UNCHALLENGED!" he proclaims cheerfully, tossing his voice towards the bench as he squirms on his belly to try and find a better position.
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The hitman ducked low as he passed a snowdrift. He scooped up some more snow and packed it. Then he went completely still for a moment, listening with his honed senses. He was extremely good at deciphering the random intel gathered from his five senses and compiling it into useful information. In other words, it was almost as if his intuition was supernatural and he could place people on a mental map of the area he was in. He waited for Kaito to give his position away.
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Kaito's quiet, but it's impossible to be entirely silent, especially not when one is wriggling in snow. He's very definitely NOT under the bench, but rather, headed towards a nearby tree.