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 Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 9:43 pm
Team White Christmas
Jordan took a look around the rest of the field at all the ... snow art.
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... Was there crazy in the water today or something?
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 9:54 pm
Team Winning.Behind the snow wall, Robert let out a groan of content. Then he flopped down onto the snow and stared at their masterpiece with wide, glittering eyes. "It's.. it's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. Deryk, you may wanna duck."
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 10:11 pm
TEAM WINNING! FINAL PRODUCTA snow...wall was all that was visible of Team Winning's efforts. Possibly this was some sort of artistic statement. Possibly the entire team got distracted and forgot about actually building their entry in their haze of JOY and paranoia and other forms of fun and excitement. But wait...was that.... music? The music started slow and low, but steadily built until suddenly the the wall exploded and as the snow and smoke settled, a masterpiece was revealed.The Santanator's eyes glowed a menacing red (were those Control runes?) as it sat astride it's majestic snowbot reindeer. A wisp of steam floated up from it's gun (oh god was that thing functional?!) In the background, what appeared to be fireworks began going off (was that Robert and Deryk firing off weapon charges?!) Clarice took it all in proudly, a single perfect tear gently sliding down her cheek. TEAM IFYMLNH continued to drink and tried to explain that while size and firmness and pure white beauty had their merits, comparing them to soft, bouncing, and phenomenally buoyant attributes was really not entirely fair to either party. "It's like apples and oranges, my industrious little helpers."
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 10:15 pm
Team All Your Presents are Belong to Us - FINAL PRODUCT
"That looks so much better! So festive! So---" Before he could finish his sentence, the sculpture began to shake under all of the added weight. In a way it was like watching a tall building in an earthquake. First it shook then it sort of swayed, and then, as if time had been slowed down specifically for this moment, it dramatically crumbled to the ground.
"........"
Well... it was a cannon...
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 10:21 pm
Team All Your Presents are Belong to Us
"..."
Whelp. There goes the presents. The sweet, sweet presents.
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 12:16 am
JUDE IS A TEAM OF ONE. ALWAYS A SCONE. : Submission of Doom As he went to work quietly gathering the perfect amount of snow. Okay so he wasn't so quiet he was singing a Christmas carol out loud to where anyone could hear it, which wasn't a bad thing. The bad thing was he started making up lyrics to what he didn't know, "Myyyyyyyy first Noooeeeelll they shot off my fooooooooooot.."
Such a poor, sad Noel he apparently had because it didn't really stop there as he made up more lyrics along the way until he switched songs to the Twelve Days of Christmas. This song he mostly hummed as he patted snow into place and then once the figure was done he got to work on the finite details of his 'masterpiece'. The only part he sang out loud was "FIIIIIIIIIIVE GOOOOOOOOOLD RIIIIIIIINGS," as he punched out some eyeholes with his fingertips after he removed the gloves. Oh it was cold, cold work but it had to be done!
And so he moved from song to song as he worked quite content on his own with his own little world shining brightly before him like nothing else around him existed at the moment to him his vision was coming true.
To anyone watching it was like a nightmare coming to life or a Hunter's wet dream. One could always figure that out at another time.
For now he'd broken open a red ink pin (quite a few of them actually) that he had kept in his coat pocket and then started to pretty much began to smear red ink everywhere on the sculpture. His hands were a mess but at least the watery nature of the snow helped spread the ink around appropriately about to create the desired affect.
Jude's happy view? He saw a singing caroler.
Everyone else? Saw a rather grotesquely slain demon.
He took a few steps back as his mind buzzed with the affects of Joy and his face shining bright with happiness, "My beautiful creation!" he called out happily his ink covered palms raised up skywards as if he'd just brought his monster to life one could almost expect a bolt of lightning to suddenly strike but no such luck. Jude just stood there. Beaming. Happy and blissfully ignorant of what anyone might of thought of him and even then he did not care. He was just happy. Out of his mind happy.
If everyone would just feel the amount of Joy he was feeling they would all understand. He wandered forward and hugged onto his creation staining the white parts of his uniform with red but he was just so happy he couldn't contain himself. His beautiful, beautiful caroler...<333 
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 12:22 am
Dakota was not really paying attention to the sculpture. In fact he had been paying so much attention to other people's entries that he hadn't seen Ryan pop off Caelius's head like it was a barbie's head or something and add it to their Cannon.
The stiff one.
He was even more surprised as he felt the ground shake and when he looked over to the cannon he spoke of it...it was no longer there.
Well...OH WELL. MORE PRESENTS FOR THEM.
He turned to look at theirs before stopping mid head swivel.
"Caelius doesn't have a head anymore." He whispered to Ceres. We're they going to lose presents too!?!?
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 7:36 am
Marcus was listening to Dr. H like he was unraveling the mystery of the universe. Then again, one could have done such a talk in Russian and Marcus would have still been listening. He did stop however, noting the sabotage going on. His eyes narrowed.  He was going to keep an eye on their sculpture.
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 8:47 am
Team White ChristmasIt was... a masterpiece. Madison gently ran one hand down Kouki's snow-coated blades to clean them before unsummoning her weapon, heedless of the serpent-sword's grumbling. "Ours is the best. So festive. So... so pure," she told Jordan in awe. ... And then she realized some of the sculptures had pieces missing. Pieces that had somehow migrated to other sculptures. Her eyes narrowed, and in a flash Kouki was summoned again, swords bumping against her sides. "Nobody better try that," she announced, hands on her hips, ready to go for a sword if anybody tried anything. Anything.
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 11:58 am
Cass, like Marcus, hung onto every one of Dr. H's words (she probably would have even without the JOY though). "Ooooohhh...." she seemed in awe of the wisdom imparted onto the pair, before she paused, looking to their sculpture again.
However, she didn't notice the sabotage going on as much as Marcus had, only looking away from the good doctor when the moon hunter did, seeming completely and totally still wired.
Cass could see into eternity.
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 12:40 pm
Since Team Better Than Caelius was done and all, Otto decided to roll around in the snow.
"Feliz navidad
Feliz navidad
Feliz navidad
Prospero año y felicidad."
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 1:06 pm
Roughly three hours, fifteen minutes, and twenty-two seconds later, Julie finally finished her game of Parcheesi with herself (as all four players of course), and picked up her holiday bells, ringing them loudly. "All right everyone settle down, judging will begin soon, yes."
To say that some of the Hunters entering were rowdy was an understatement, but the Moon Hunter made quick work of that, walking over to some groups to tap them on the head - like a sugar plum fairy! - with her seasonal weapon of choice. She did a whole round of this until everyone was assembled back towards her judging booth. "The judging process requires an absolute state of zen, that means utmost quietness or-" she paused for a second for dramatic effect - "there will be no presents."
Thankfully everyone went dead silent, and even so for the next fifteen minutes as they stared mutely, in rigid anticipation, as the Moon Hunter walked around giving every entry a critical eye.
Team Jude of Only One This was the first entry that Julie stopped at, the Moon Hunter staring at it sideways, both directions, and then giving it a tap with her bells. Thankfully the structure stood firm, and satisfied, she moved on to the next one.
Team All Your Presents Are Belongs To Us Julie stared long and hard at this one. Finally she put both arms to her hips, uttering a " But what does it mean?" before moving on.
Team WINNING The Moon Hunter squealed and clapped delightedly at all the sparkling lights, they were everywhere. With a sort of deliberation, she finally fastened a blue prize ribbon to the head of the 'pony'.
Team White Christmas "Oh my word," Julie declared, staring at it pensively, "It's just like Buddha, only smaller." A blue prize ribbon was fastened to Buddha's forehead.
Team The Three Wise Snow Balled Men(Women) There was something a little off about the sculpture, and it took the Moon Hunter a few moments to figure it out: some vandal had added arms to the structure, ruining its entire look and feel. What a pity... hmm...
Team IFYMLN The Moon Hunter walked a little closer, staring intently at the head. It sure looked familiar, she just couldn't place it. It actually kind of reminded her of her a minipet...
Team Badass Bitches If Julie was impressed, all she did was pretty much clap excitedly, walk over gingerly to the creation, and place a blue ribbon right on the other now octopus's free tentacle.
Festivemas "Oh, this is such a beautiful bunny," Julie wiped a single tear. It was too bad that noone actually stopped to correct her.
Team Three Cool Guys The Moon Hunter might have squealed, not unlike a fangirl. "Oh Bix, you look so dashing."
Team Kill Jerry With Pointy Sticks "The expression on this creature's face," Julie finally decided. Was she crying? "It is just so sad, all it wants is to be loved, but noone understands it..." A blue ribbon was tied onto it a few minutes later, out of love because Julie understood it.
Team White Story Time The Moon Hunter watched the entire spectacle with a sort of serious demeanor before patting the closest one in the structure and telling it that everything would be okay.
Team Get'er Done To be honest, the entire structure reminded of that one time she went down to the Life labs to get some new toys samples only to stumble upon Dr. H's private tutorial time. Sadly, he didn't do alligator costumes.
Team Better Than Caelius "Oh my," she finally exclaimed, shedding another single tear. "That is indeed, much better than Caelius. A blue ribbon was posted on the statue's forehead, because it matched the dress.
Team Rapidash Five minutes later, Julie decided she had absolutely no idea what the castle had to do with Pokemon, and quietly and discreetly moved on, not wanting to judge too harshly.
Team Bell! A long time ago, Julie might have bought a pony. It was a beautiful, white pony, not unlike this snow sculpture, but one day, Rover ran way. She didn't understand how it could just run away like that, though the strange ghost horse that kept on following her until she donated it to the Life labs sure looked familiar... As an afterthought, the Moon Hunter tied a blue ribbon onto its mane. For poor Rover, may it rest in peace.
The rest of the entries was completed rather quickly, the Moon Hunter stepping back to her booth and ringing her bells again. "Come ye, come all! I have narrowed it down to five potential winners." She made herself comfortable again on her booth, taking out a very shiny red and green parcel. "But only one of them will take home this present, and which group will it be? We will find out in ten minutes, where all participants will also get a special prize."
Ten minutes. Ten whole minutes. How could they wait for that long? OOC THE RESULTS ARE OUT, and the finalists listed! All players can now interact with each other/ congratulate / etc etc, but please do not vandalize the snow sculptures!
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 1:26 pm
Bix beamed when Julie said he was dashing. "Did you hear that?" The santa-suited hunter jabbed both Tedan and Gale in the ribs with his elbows. "DASHING. ME. Not you.. or you.. ME." The albino hunter's face flushed pink against his fluffy white collar and he just grabbed his stomach and let out a "HO HO HOOO!" He'd probably be 'Ho-ing' for the next 10 minutes.
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 1:32 pm
Bix's cackling was promptly followed by Gale tackling him to the ground and proceeding to stuff snow down the back of his shirt.
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 1:38 pm
Team White ChristmasIt was the most beautiful ribbon Madison had ever seen. Ever. Madison clasped her hands and gazed upon it with awe. Then she shrieked and tackled Jordan into the nearest non-sculptural snow. "Wewonwewonwewonwewonkindamaybe," she squealed, hugging him tightly. "God bless us, every one!"
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