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TEST DRIVE MEME ⚔️️ 2



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A ⦿ Soaking in Your Arrival
    KERPLUNK, SPLASH!

    Regardless of what you were in the middle of, you and your familiar have been magically pulled into the world of Avalon just above the Bay's chilly waters. After a brief plunge into the Bay, the rush of water filling your ears and soaking up into every creak and crevice of your body, you may need to cough to clear your airways when you rise above the surface. It's paralyzingly cold for a few seconds before you're approached by the Lady of the Lake beneath the water's surface. She puts a vial of a vibrant, glowing red Everwarm* potion to your character's lips. The icy water doesn't feel so icy once consumed and you'll be able to move your limbs enough to swim to shore on your own. She can't stick around to explain, she's got to get this to all the new arrivals! Many of which you'll see plopping in around you.

    If you can't swim, a handful of helpful ice turtles will scoop you up from beneath and drop you off at the shore. When not helping people, the turtles are going around and hitting the ice that keeps forming on the surface with their shells to keep the surface open for the falling arrivals or pushing personal items to the beach near the new arrivals they smell like (belong to). If anyone tries to ask the Lady of the Lake for directions, she will direct you to Archimedes at the Rent-a-Ride. If anyone with Animal Magic asks the turtles, they will give the full spiel, but very slowly, and they like to get off topic and gossip about other turtles you've never heard of. The shores themselves are littered with new arrivals complaining their way up a staircase carved into the walls of the White Cliffs. There is no railing, so be careful, but if you do fall, be prepared for a mysterious sand hand to reach out of the side of the cliffs to catch you. The hand will pat you atop the head twice before retreating back into the wall. This is the Cliff Beast; despite the name, he is quite friendly.


B ⦿ The Caravan to Camelot
    Once everyone is wrangled up to the top of the White Cliffs, the handsome owner of the Rent-a-Ride, Archimedes, will distribute smart phones, a pair of earbuds, and a winter cloak** to everyone before getting them settled in groups into modernized carriages pulled by horses and give them a basic explanation of why and how they've been brought to Avalon: The universe is frozen in time and your character has been brought here by a familiar that was able to bond with them. They'll have to learn magic to help save their own world from destruction, but first they've got to get them to Camelot. It is here that you have the first opportunity to decide who they will be in their new home. You'll have about an hour to wander around here, meet and greet, and pet the horses before it's time to go.

    These carriages use fae technology that combats weight, so your character will be able to get in regardless of whether they're light as a feather or weigh two tons. The carts have air conditioning when it's hot, heating when it's cold, and a mystical shield to protect from bugs. There is also a mini-bar that pops out of the console with nip bottles. Characters can use their smartphones to connect to Camelot's internet service, [community profile] avalononline (AOL), to chat with other characters, watch dumb videos, learn about the world, contact Camelot Support (they'll answer any questions they can for you, from how to use a smart phone to where to find quests and resources to learn more about your magic). Be careful if you decide to use your phones while in the caravan-- if you don't use those earbuds and start forcing everyone to listen to your nonsense, Archimedes may make you walk.


C ⦿ The Red Spring
    The journey from the White Cliffs to the City of Camelot is a long one, and the first evening you arrive you'll end up spending at the Red Spring, a booming resort town. Because of the volume of new arrivals and vacationers, inn rooms are assigned two-to-a-room. The rooms have two twin beds, a bathroom, a mini-fridge and microwave, and a TV equipped with a couple of entertaining video games and a few free movies.

    If you don't want to relax in the room, try taking a dip in the spring for another chance to meet your fellow travelers. The waters have restorative properties that help horses and travelers recover quickly when drunk. It is known to relieve stress, improve energy levels, and mildly accelerate healing. It may be a little chilly when you get out though, so make sure you don't slip rushing back indoors when you get out!

    The springs are also home to a large training grounds just outside town limits, where there are teachers who will teach basic magic safety and help you discover what kind of magic you have together with other new arrivals. Try target practice, obstacle courses, meditation circles, and other ways to try to figure out just what you can do... if you didn't already have an accidental discovery on the ride there.



A ⦿ Trial and Icy Errors

    Winter has arrived in Avalon, and with it has come to a change in the weather. Puffs of breath precede sentences when outside, small fires fill braziers to allow people to stop and get warm for a moment between where they come from and where they are going. Snow has begun to fall; at first, it is the same, fluffy, white flakes many adventurers will have seen. However, as the day progresses, the snow begins to shimmer; it’s like a prismatic effect, a magical light catching against every little crystal and illuminating sparkling flakes, so vibrant it’s clear someone has enchanted the snow.

    Shortly after the change, there will be a text alert to all devices:
    Tired of the same old routine with your magic? Ready for a little something new? Come on out and have an old fashioned snowball fight with a magical twist. Be sure to practice your new powers and have fun! 😉 -Merlin
    Those who come outside to find the rainbow snow already being packed into neat balls by Camelot's citizens; go ahead and grab a basket full but remember, don’t just toss them. Let’s get magic with it!

    Different types of magic will have different effects on the enchanted snow:

  • Use kinetic magic to toss three at once. Nevermind if they suddenly balloon inside and burst into a snow shower over your opponent, throw a couple more; some are bound to hit, right?
  • Throw a little animal magic in there and morph a few into a bear or some other animal of your intent; sorry about his random dance attack, at least your opponent will be laughing too hard to throw a snowball at you.
  • Try hiding them in a shield or cast an illusion with some light magic; better apologize when that goes sideways and the snow hardens, bursting into rainbow crystals at your opponent's feet.
  • Team up with someone who has cognitive magic; they can telegraph you the plan without your opponents being any the wiser... except the snow seems to be picking up on it and sending those thoughts right to your opponent! Perhaps use this as an opportunity to learn control!
  • Maybe you want to try using a little wind magic if you’re of the elemental class; watch out for the rainbow snow squall your perfectly lobbed snowballs will become.
  • Healing magic is one you might not see coming-- enchanting a snowball with healing magic can result in positive mood enhancements. Give your enemies a blast of zen to lower their guard and make them an easy target!
  • A dark magic user might think to add a little hex to their snowball; give themselves an edge... too bad, without practice, that hex might be a little too heavy and burst over the maker before it even leaves their hand! Hope you know how to fix it.
  • Alchemists are welcome to change the shape of those snowballs. Maybe try and craft them into something a little more stealthy or projectile. Too bad that snow seems to want to turn into a batch of butterflies and be free... magic sure is tricky! But hey, they sure are pretty.

  • In the end, it seems while adventurers will be able to get plenty of practice in, some of that practice is going to come from trying to stop the side effects of mixing their powers with the magic snow; welcome to your first lesson in control. If one is going to use magic in conjunction with already magically imbued things, they ought to know the right amount, seems Merlin wants you all to learn in a trial by snowball error.

    Those who practice their magic and participate in the snowball fight will be given hot chocolate, warm soup, fresh baked goods, or other treats to warm them up after their training is done. But don’t slack off! You’re like to find your hot chocolate spiced with pickle flavor, that warm treat suddenly turns to ice cream in your mouth. Avalonians want that practice to happen, and are willing to add some incentive... whether that means the carrot or the icicle.




    All throughout the City of Camelot is a buzz of excitement about the oncoming winter solstice on the 21st. Citizens will tell you of the winter solstice's importance in cleansing the flow of Avalon's magic each year and absorbing sunlight to increase its potency. In other words, the winter solstice generates a significant amount of magic if the proper ritual is followed, so the visitors from other worlds really should head on over to Albion's White Cliffs.

    A ⦿ The Darkness in the White Cliffs
      The first task that you'll experience during the ritual is asking the Cliff Beast's permission to enter the cliffs. Though they look wholly solid on the outside, these cliffs contain a veritable labyrinth of magical caves that weave in and out of the chalky cliffs. As there is danger within these walls, it is recommended no one go alone. The Cliff Beast will only open a door to the caves for parties of two or more who present him with a gift. The gift doesn't need to be something significant, just a show of courtesy-- a lovely rock or a seashell will do, placed at the base of the cliff. The only gifts he will outright reject are precious gems and metals. Honestly, they make him a little nauseous-- and you don't want to see a cliff beast nauseous. In fact, if you try it, the Cliff Beast will suddenly burst into a rockslide right near where the gem was left. Watch out!

      Once you gain entrance, you will find there is no light within the caves and the door seems to close behind you. Non-magical lights won't illuminate anything within these caves, so you will need to either navigate through the darkness or find a magical means to light your path. Be wary-- traveling in the dark will be a much safer journey if you can find your way through the caves and keep track of your companions. The reason there is no light are the bat-like creatures that eat energy like fire and electricity. With the magical light attracting them and nothing to consume, they'll be very aggressive and swarm anything emitting heat.. like an unsuspecting traveler. Make too much noise, and the Cliff Beast will spit you out back onto the sand and you'll have to start over.


    B ⦿ "For a greedy man, even his tomb is too small."
      Those who persist within the caves will eventually come upon a room whose ceiling glistens with bioluminiscent microbes that are too small for the bats to eat. These little glowing creatures create reflections in the room that show just what it contains-- glimmerings of precious gems, gold, and other treasure cover the walls and floor, save for a large flat stone altar in the center. There are many hand-crafted clay cups filled with what appears to be water. The side of the alter has a very simple message: "TAKE ONE CUP TO THE SPRING, LEAVE THE REST. SPILL NO DROP." Sure enough, this matches with the instructions you were given about the ritual: Take a cup of waters harvested by the Asrai, a fairy that lives within the walls of the cliffs that cultivates it every year to bring to the Red Springs for the Winter Solstice.

      There is no clear warning about what will happen if you take anything besides your one cup. However, characters who disobey this instruction and take any of the riches within the cave will initially experience severe symptoms such as magical blockage, an endless common cold, and food turning to ash in their mouth. They will experience dreams in which they are urged to return the treasure and a day later, advanced symptoms if it goes on for too long have been known to result in vomiting frogs and snakes, insomnia, speaking in tongues despite the translation spell, bleeding from the ears, and eventually death.


    C ⦿ Drink Up
      Those who listen and take the Asrai's cups to the Red Springs will notice while carrying the cups, all creatures and threats will leave you in peace. Neither rain nor snow will touch you, parting from your path in both the sky and on the ground. The effects will only last as long as you don't spill a single drop. The ritual can still be completed, but the protections only work if you don't spill-- otherwise you'll be fighting off weather, creatures, other people, and whatever else you encounter as the effects of a spilled cup will cause those around you to try to steal your cup without thought for your safety, even if they might not even think to do normally.

      Upon arriving at the Red Springs, a party of people there to guide those who have made the ritual's journey to a particular pool within the vicinity of the springs. Characters will be directed to take a sip, then pour the rest into the Spring alongside your peers, finally throwing the clay cup itself into the spring. Throughout the day, you will begin to feel strangely giddy, but it will pass. Nothing much will seem like it happens otherwise, but the guides assure you that you will understand on the night of the winter solstice when the ritual is complete and your body becomes a conduit to purify and rejuvenate Avalon's magic.

      For now, as thanks, the guides offer you one of the celebratory gifts they have to offer-- free drinks (this time of the age-appropriate alcoholic or sugary variety), a free night's stay at the Red Springs, a yule log, an escort, a Recipe: Snow Dance. (Effect: Snow Dance will cause small flurries to pick up where the spell is cast, resulting in decreased visibility. Only works if snow is already present, as it cannot generate elements.) The choice is yours. Pick one.




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    *This Everwarm does not count toward your potion collection for those who wish to take up potion brewing. You must obtain Everwarm from the Elphame Trader's to count.
    **Jackets come in a variety of neutral colors, enchanted with a fit-adjustment spell that will adjust to your character's size.
    serpentinthegarden: (Listening)

    [personal profile] serpentinthegarden 2020-12-07 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
    A ⦿ Soaking in Your Arrival

    Despite the warming brew the strange women had forced on him Crowley still spluttered in the water, not sinking, but not exactly making progress towards the shore either. One tended not to get very far when they were too busy shouting and waving their arms about angrily instead of swimming.

    "Of all the... You bring soup?? Why not a life preserver? OR a boat?? A boat would be really useful right about now!"

    The ice turtles were beaten to their mission by a rather large black horse who unceremoniously lifted the demon from the water and brought him to shore, not as a rider but more like a drenched sack of grain slung over its back. While the Pooka had been helpful as soon as it's hooves touched the sand it's mischievous nature was triggered and it was off, running wild over the shoreline with the helpless demon clinging as best he could to the creature's back.

    "WHOA! WHOA, I SAID! Oh... won't you STOP!??"


    A ⦿ Trial and Icy Errors

    The whole rainbow snow fight wasn't really his scene. Oh, he stood back and watched it, meddling occasionally when it seemed like he could mess up some one's epic winning streak. That guy over there the one who hadn't been hit with a snowball the entire time would find the tree behind him shaking the snow off it's branches to bury him in an avalanche. That girl barricaded behind the snow fort would find a small fire break out in it's center, melting it until she was open to attack. The snowball some one was holding ready to throw, would find it doubled in size so that it landed on them instead!

    This was Crowley's brand of fun! Sitting back with a nice warm coco and cackling over causing little acts of mischief while staying nice and dry himself. Feel free to spoil it.


    A ⦿ The Darkness in the White Cliffs

    It was dark! Almost darker than demonic eyes could navigate. They had managed to make it several feet into the cavern with only the light from the opening to guide the way forward but now even that seemed to be drawn away.

    "Careful!"

    Crowley hissed as his companion's toe glanced over a stone to send it clattering down the tunnel in front of them. His voice when he spoke was barely above a hushed whisper.

    "There are some bats hibernating here... I don't want to see what happens if they wake up."

    He took another step or three into the gloom which grew ever darker and ever more difficult to see the pathway ahead.

    "Then again, I wouldn't mind some light. Think that would wake them up?"
    phoenixwiz: (What?!?)

    Soaked on Arrival

    [personal profile] phoenixwiz 2020-12-07 07:01 am (UTC)(link)
    Harry was just busy helping in distributing towels and cloaks to fellow volunteers at the moment when he witnessed a large black horse running out from the water, carrying a ginger-haired man in all black on its back.

    Jaws dropped, he tries to do something to get the horse to stop and save the poor man, which involves standing on its path and waving like a mad man. Granted, Harry does not have animal magic for talking to the horse, but it doesn’t stop him from trying though.

    “Whoa, whoa, whoa! Stop it, Mr. Horse, you’re making that poor man dizzier by the minute,” he tells the horse, expecting it not to listen to him.

    Apologies to him for not knowing what a Pooka is at the moment.
    serpentinthegarden: (Royal mess up)

    Re: Soaked on Arrival

    [personal profile] serpentinthegarden 2020-12-07 08:46 am (UTC)(link)
    Not being of a particularly evil nature the Pooka shied away from the flapping boy that hopped out into his way as he wasn't interested in trampling anyone just in giving the new arrival he had bonded with a wild ride.

    "I'm not dizzy!"

    Crowley complained in a voice that betrayed a sense that he might have been lying about that.

    "I'd just like to get..."

    The Pooka took that moment to rear up on his hind legs and bounce as if he were a kangaroo sending the chilly, dizzy, and completely confused demon tumbling to the sand. Like the brat it was the fae horse then took off, dodging past Harry so fast that if he weren't quick on his feet he might have ended up in the sand himself.

    "What is this place... And don't tell me it's Oz."
    phoenixwiz: (We Need to Talk)

    Re: Soaked on Arrival

    [personal profile] phoenixwiz 2020-12-07 09:34 am (UTC)(link)
    Thank Merlin, Harry hasn’t lost the quick reflexes needed for a Seeker in any Quidditch team upon arriving at Avalon that he manages to avoid getting trampled by the horse Pooka before he quickly rushes in to the man’s side.

    “So, you’re not dizzy at all? Okay, how is the arrival for you like?” he checks with the man before he answers the man’s question about their location, “Oh no, this is not Oz, I’m afraid. This is the Isle of Avalon. There is no sign of other lands from here, which technically makes this like a world of its own.”
    serpentinthegarden: (Calm plotting)

    [personal profile] serpentinthegarden 2020-12-08 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
    "No... not at all..."

    Or or he claimed as he very dizzily stumbled to his feet and crash landed on Harry's shoulder. He would only stay a moment until the world stopped spinning so fast.

    "It's a trip, isn't it? Been like..."

    He paused as great mental efforts were being undertaken to come up with something all this was like that wasn't still in line with Dorothy, Toto, and a few Wicked Witches.

    "Drinking all night on a Carousel in the middle of bloody winter without a jacket on."

    With a shiver he managed to right himself before glancing around for a fire.

    "They have hot coffee's in Avalon? I could murder a cuppa right about now."
    phoenixwiz: (Channeling My Inner Hermione)

    [personal profile] phoenixwiz 2020-12-08 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
    “Okay, I see. So you got drunk in the middle of the winter in a carousel?” Harry does a quick recap, “That is an intriguing sight.”

    And luckily for Crowley, this teenager is also a barista, if only he has brought along take-out cups of coffee, tea, and hot chocolate for the arrivals today. Maybe he should give the man a cuppa once they get back to New Camelot real soon.

    “Oh yes, there are coffee available in Avalon. I happen to work for a cafe in New Camelot’s city centre,” he replies, “I am also sure that they provide hot drinks at the Caravans to the city as well.”

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    [personal profile] rhiaofdruma 2020-12-07 09:22 am (UTC)(link)
    There was a giggle from the trees above as the girl watched the scene below her. Then, taking pity on him, she made a swishing noise, one hand pressed to the branch she sat on and...

    Nothin happened.

    She frowned and closed her eyes, not noticing him any longer as she tried again.

    Nothing.

    She dropped down in front of the horse, her wings folding neatly behind her back. She couldn't speak to the tree, but at least she could calm the horse, right? She started speaking to it, in Horse. Which she was learning from Ionn and Coella. She should be able to speak to the horse, right...? Either way she was right in its path....

    (Given it is a familiar, up to you if she can speak with it.)
    serpentinthegarden: (Listening)

    [personal profile] serpentinthegarden 2020-12-08 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
    The Pooka danced in place, thinking to run around the girl in his way just as he had a few others. He did understand horse but snorted at some of the terms she used. Horses did have their own brand of slang that a sophisticated Pooka like himself thought were passé.

    "Go on then girl, move out of the way. Let me give this silly creature the run of his life!"

    The Pooka whinnied in a way not unlike a horse, but that held a distinct un-horse-like accent that only those who speak animal could have picked up on. Crowley meanwhile was just looking for a handhold to slid off this crazy ride which was a bit difficult to do while dangling upside down over a trotting Pooka's back.
    rhiaofdruma: (Looking up)

    [personal profile] rhiaofdruma 2020-12-08 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
    She nodded once, finding the way the horse spoke interesting, but she could make friends later. She flexed her wings and shot up, but then she leveled out once she was clear and flew alongside, close enough to catch the rider if need be. He reminded her a bit of her brother, so... so long as no one got hurt, it could be fun to watch how this played out. She just had to trust the berries.
    serpentinthegarden: (That you)

    [personal profile] serpentinthegarden 2020-12-08 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
    "Wait! Why are you leav--..."

    Crowley's yelp was cut off as the Pooka took to the sand, flying over the dunes as quickly as anyone could fly. The demon might have found the speed fun if he were sitting on the animal properly and not eating the sand he kicked up.
    It was fun for the Pooka! There was nothing a Pooka enjoyed more than tempting some unwary traveler onto their back and tearing around the countryside. Eventually though, and after running over every hill and dale he could find, the Pooka came back to where they started and stopped long enough for Crowley to slip to the ground.

    "Bloody hell... Is this how you greet every new arrival??"
    rhiaofdruma: (Sidelong glance)

    [personal profile] rhiaofdruma 2020-12-08 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
    "Because you were fine," she said, landing beside him in the sand and offering a hand up. "Your horse reminds me of my brother's shadow," she said with a gentle laugh like the branches in the breeze.

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    [personal profile] temptationaccomplished 2020-12-08 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
    He glared in the direction of Crowley's voice. "My dear, I don't think we're in any position to see much of anything."

    As it was, not seeing where he stepped had worse outcomes than just a few kicked pebbles; he probably was getting guano all over his boots, and without a miracle, that meant he was going to have to clean it off by hand.

    "Well. It might. But we're not going to get far fumbling around in the dark, now, are we." He rummaged in a sack, quite proud of himself for thinking ahead. "Lucky for you, some of us had a little foresight and didn't decide to go into adventuring with nothing on hand. Like the Scouts say: Be Prepared."

    The haughtiness might have been a little more impactful if what followed wasn't the sharp strike of a match that was swallowed completely by the darkness.

    "Oh." Perhaps he should have been learning Light magic after all.
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    [personal profile] serpentinthegarden 2020-12-08 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
    "I'm not a Scout."

    He retorted with a cool awe at the fleeting brilliance of the match which flared to life only to die just as quickly leaving all that angelic haughtiness echoing emptily down through the maze which was still dark... very, very dark.

    "Lucky me. Where would I be if you weren't so well prepared?"

    In the gloom he managed to slither closer, more from guessing where Aziraphale might have been than really knowing.

    "You're an angel, can't you just... summon up a sunbeam?"

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    [personal profile] temptationaccomplished 2020-12-08 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
    Thank Someone. He could only imagine the types of merit badges Crowley would learn and inspire.

    He gave an annoyed sigh at the sarcasm, but when he felt Crowley step closer, Aziraphale didn't move away. If anything, not that he would admit as much, he took a half step closer.

    Once upon a time, he could have made light, back when he had miracles at his fingertips. Now, however...

    "I thought I'd try my hand at Alchemy instead," he admitted, only a little guiltily, cringing now at how useless it seemed by comparison and glad Crowley couldn't see, even though it was undoubtedly evident in his voice. "It sounded fun, and Light magic--well, it's a little on the nose. Just because I'm an angel doesn't mean I have to be pigeon-holed into a certain stereotype."

    He shot a questioning, judging look in the direction of Crowley's movement. "I suppose you picked Dark Magic?"
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    [personal profile] serpentinthegarden 2020-12-08 06:19 am (UTC)(link)
    "Alchemy? Like turning straw into gold, that sort of thing?"

    His laugh never quite manifested into anything more than a wide grin, one that only mellowed only when he was asked about dark magic.

    "Right up my alley hexes, curses... love potions..."

    He drifted just a hair closer before sighing all that away.

    "Nah, like you said, too on the nose. What I went with was..."

    In the gloom he lifted a hand and summoned a little spark of flame which danced and waved about in his palm, creating much more light for them than the little match had.

    "Elemental."
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    [personal profile] temptationaccomplished 2020-12-08 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
    He peered sideways into the dark, as if hoping to strain through the pitch black and make out the lines of Crowley's profile, to tease himself with that wicked temptation that was the demon's mouth shaping the words love potion. Surely it was just his imagination playing tricks on him in the dark; surely Crowley hadn't stepped closer with those words.

    The light illuminated an impressed, awed twinkle in Aziraphale's eyes as his gaze flicked from the demon's face, to that flame, then back to Crowley, who was standing so much closer than he had been when they last could see. Elemental? He raised a brow. You've been holding out on me, clever thing.

    "Oh, really--" The words barely made it out of his mouth before there was a shriek of a bat, followed by the shriek many, many more further in the caves, and the scattered tangle of the sounds of wings unfurling for flight.

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    Snowballs!

    [personal profile] marxmanship 2020-12-09 06:37 am (UTC)(link)
    Feel free to spoil, you say? Be careful what you wish for. Yakko was the one who'd been making that massive snowball, and his ears poke out of the top. They move around like periscopes before pointing straight at Crowley, and he pops up out of the snow.

    "Heeeeey! What'd'ja do a thing like that for?!"
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    [personal profile] serpentinthegarden 2020-12-09 06:54 am (UTC)(link)
    Warm, cocky, and smirking like he was the King of the world Crowley only spoke to the kid after a good long sip of coco.

    "It's a snowball fight, isn't it?"
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    [personal profile] marxmanship 2020-12-09 02:18 pm (UTC)(link)
    [there is a visible shift in Yakko's demeanor. the gears turn, and he beams]

    Oh! So you're playing, too! Okay!

    [he starts to gather another meteor snowball]
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    [personal profile] serpentinthegarden 2020-12-09 06:29 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ It was like watching one of those little wind up clocks gearing itself up. Crowley might have been content to sit back and watch the show this time only... he didn't care for the direction that snowball seemed to be aimed. He reached for this new magic again, crafting an ice ball just heavy enough that when it landed on top of the snow boulder it would come crashing down on Yakko's head again. ]

    I'm more of an observer.
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    [personal profile] marxmanship 2020-12-10 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
    As some gargoyle I can't name for cross-copyright reasons once said, life's not a spectator sport!

    [and just as he's about to launch that snow meteor, Crowley's own missile lands ... going straight down through the meteor to land squarely between Yakko's ears. in a hollow, 'well that just happened' voice, he coughs:]

    I am a flake on the wind.

    [he freefalls backward into the snow, dropping the meteor as he goes ... which starts to roll toward Crowley, gathering mass and gaining speed]
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    Icy Errors

    [personal profile] uenosama 2020-12-09 08:33 am (UTC)(link)
    It is definitively not on purpose.

    Uenoyama's familiar, older looking woman, wearing Greek toga and brown hair braided up and tied in a bun on top of her head with harp in her hands, was quite adamant that he uses the opportunity of magical snow to learn whatever magic he has. She's used her harp to manipulate the snowballs with kinetic magic and nudging Uenoyama to do the same with his guitar.

    It did not end well.

    One strum on the strings and the snowballs were everywhere. He himself fell backward in the snow from the kinetic force as a dozen snowballs just flew every which way from his direction, slamming into buildings, other people and, with very weird precision, right into Crowley's forehead.

    Uenoyama is very unaware of what happened as he's trying to get up from the pile of snow he fell into.
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    Re: Icy Errors

    [personal profile] serpentinthegarden 2020-12-09 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)
    The snowball came out of no where and hit him squarely enough in the forehead to send him tumbling backwards out of his seat. Hot coco, dishes, and the table itself went flying right along with him as none of those proved a strong enough handhold to prevent his landing on the ground. With his sunglasses askew and a mound of snow still trapped in his hair, Crowley rose just enough to peer over the lip of the short wall that marked the cafe's outdoor eating area to glare out in search of the perpetrator. It wasn't too difficult to see the familiar with the harp but only the tips of Uenoyama's shoes were sticking up high enough to be seen on the top of the snow pile he had fallen into. It looked to Crowley like a careful crafted plan to snow fort and attack the cafe and not a simple mistake...

    "OI you in there! Come out! You've got payback coming!!"
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    [personal profile] uenosama 2020-12-09 08:11 pm (UTC)(link)
    Uenoyama was still dizzy from the blast, his ears ringing as if he played the highest notes on the strongest amplifiers in the universe. With a groan, he sits up, eyes scrunched and rubbing his temples. His familiar is a mix of being worried but also amused as if she didn't expect this to backfire.

    Speaking of, payback? What for?!

    "Goddamn this magic-" a set of colorful swears were covered up by appalled gasp of Muse, as Uenyoama finally pulled himself up on shaky feet.

    "What are you talking about?!" He finally focuses on the guy talking to him, squinting so he can see him better. What's his problem?! He's already out, there's nowhere to go!
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    [personal profile] serpentinthegarden 2020-12-09 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
    He would barely have had time to yell his question before a large snowball would come flying at his face.

    "THATS what I'm talking about!"

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