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bizarronia2010-12-19 12:33 am
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Entry tags:
- *season event; christmas party,
- [open post],
- completely bipolar,
- cute dead princess,
- dating sim girl,
- don't mess with my hair,
- dream manipulator troll,
- endless beatroll,
- endless sauceror,
- evan lacks a spoon,
- flaaaaaaare,
- fundamentalist psycho,
- godcomplex weirdo,
- grandma pwnz you,
- her mind is already broken,
- heron paunch,
- herr forehead,
- hombremono,
- la gata,
- magical flare's daughter appears!,
- mary sue of truth,
- motherfucking ronove is here,
- pedobutler,
- poketroll,
- red solar cowboy,
- silver troll,
- stake of sexy ass of pride,
- tl;dreizel,
- trolled by bernkastel,
- very dark woobie
Christmas party ~~~~!
Days passed and winter made its way to San Miguel. What started with a slight cold breeze ended up in a snow storm, covering the town in bright white snow. And even after the hail stopped and the sun rose, the snow did not melt.
Winter was welcome. It was a change not made by any of the players of the board. It had a "natural thing to happen" feeling to it, something that could not be changed. Something normal, perhaps. And after the last game, normality was as welcome as hot chocolate, warm clothes and snowfights.
Had it been already 2 weeks after the Puppeteer's game? Time seemed to fly. The innkeepers did their best to keep the spirits high, and even decorated their building with all kinds of seasonal things. Of course, the magically lit path into the forest wasn't their doing, but they said nothing of it.
The invitations were sent that very morning. It was small, and simply worded.
You are invited to a Christmas party. Follow the lights into the forest. No games, just an evening to celebrate. Kind regards, Beatrice.
Everything was ready. Music, tables, food, everything was in place. And as soon as the sun set, the guests would arrive. Some confused, some wary, but they'd arrive. And they'd find a warm and cozy hall to enjoy no matter their suspicions.
The witch smiled as she lit the last candle in the enormous Christmas tree in the hall. It was time.
Let the party begin.
{Sup guys! Welcome to the party. We have tons of food, comfy chairs, nice wines and a very wide dance hall with incredible music to enjoy. Not enough? Don't worry! Those Jerkass Messengers were reluctant, but allowed visits this day! So feel free to bring someone to enjoy the festivities!
If someone wants to know, in-game date is today, December 18. Random tidbits.
There will be a special surprise for the residents at the end~ and now, without further ado, have fun!}
Winter was welcome. It was a change not made by any of the players of the board. It had a "natural thing to happen" feeling to it, something that could not be changed. Something normal, perhaps. And after the last game, normality was as welcome as hot chocolate, warm clothes and snowfights.
Had it been already 2 weeks after the Puppeteer's game? Time seemed to fly. The innkeepers did their best to keep the spirits high, and even decorated their building with all kinds of seasonal things. Of course, the magically lit path into the forest wasn't their doing, but they said nothing of it.
The invitations were sent that very morning. It was small, and simply worded.
Everything was ready. Music, tables, food, everything was in place. And as soon as the sun set, the guests would arrive. Some confused, some wary, but they'd arrive. And they'd find a warm and cozy hall to enjoy no matter their suspicions.
The witch smiled as she lit the last candle in the enormous Christmas tree in the hall. It was time.
Let the party begin.
{Sup guys! Welcome to the party. We have tons of food, comfy chairs, nice wines and a very wide dance hall with incredible music to enjoy. Not enough? Don't worry! Those Jerkass Messengers were reluctant, but allowed visits this day! So feel free to bring someone to enjoy the festivities!
If someone wants to know, in-game date is today, December 18. Random tidbits.
There will be a special surprise for the residents at the end~ and now, without further ado, have fun!}
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I don't want to tell everyone "my grandson is the one with the frowny face in the corner". [Sigh XD]
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I'll leave early. I won't let people see me, so they won't say anything about your scowling grandson.
[Party? Bad idea.]
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Awww, come on, cheer up. Do you want cake? [Pokes.] You are terribly thin.
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G'night, grandma, I'm going back.
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