all the boys who the dance floor didn't love

[culver]

WHO: General Nill, General Damian, & everybody who signed up or just wants to come.
WHERE: Central Park.
WHEN: 7 December, 10 AM - sometime Saturday or Sunday.
WARNINGS: WHO KNOWS.
SUMMARY: Damian told Nill she wasn't prepared for war, and she's determined to show him differently.
FORMAT: Quick to start, but do whateva you want.



[The field is huge, without cover, and blanketed in snow. To anyone passing by before ten in the morning, it looks serene and beautiful. But as soon as the clock strikes that special hour, two imports with something to prove take to the field to shake hands and wish each other the best. In what?

Snow war.

Pick your side or make your own side, take prisoners or show no mercy; this is more or less a free-for-all. Who will be victorious? Nobody has a clue. As long as Damian gets whapped in the face by at least one snowball, everything will end up just fine.

Team suggestions are just that: suggestions. If you want your character to defect, start their own team, etc. please feel free! And start any new thread headers you want, these were just some Hallie suggested. Have fun!]

Comments

also open and stuff. Hi, Team Catface!

[kegflipped]

[ Troy ended up over on this team, having ended up here kind of by accident. Whatever, though. Dig this mad-awesome snowball fight.

There's some weird people here, but he guesses that's just kinda gonna be a thing from here on out.

He's also come to realize that his powers include a perimeter of warmer temperature that he's not sure how to turn off, so he can't stay in one place for too long.

So maybe he's not that useful, but... Troy Barnes, ladies and gentlemen. ]

[allbloodyhail]

[Spike throws a snowball his way but he's not on anyone's team :( He's just a jerk. And this was going to be a hit and run, until he watches the thing melt before it even hits Troy.]

Oh, come on.

[kegflipped]

[ He's not really that warm, so idk he dodges or something. And oh hey it's that guy.

BUT UH NO TIME FOR RE-INTRODUCTIONS, COUNTERMEASURES!! Troy keeps moving in order to not be much of a target and to get to where the snow hasn't started melting, then lobs a snowball right back.f

He should also find a tree or something.]

[allbloodyhail]

[Yeah well you can't have this one, it's Spike's!!!! He ducks behind it, narrowly escaping and sends one for Troy's head twice as fast.]

Whose team are you on, Tonto?

[kegflipped]

[ Okay, he's found a tree/bush combo to duck behind for a moment. That was a fast throw, though, and so he scrambles towards more cover in a group of trees nearby. ]

Uh... I dunno'. Cat-girl's. I forgot her name.

[allbloodyhail]

The one with the bloody puns? Doesn't that get grating. [Some snow shakes onto his head from the branches above so cold :( But that won't stop him okay, nothing will!!]

[kegflipped]

[ Right, so he'll just try to smack at branches as he runs. Where's Abed to pop out of nowhere and lend a hand, huh? He's good at that stuff! ]

It's alright. I mean, she's a cat-girl. What else is she supposed to do?

[allbloodyhail]

I don't know, break out a simile once in a while? [Spike groaned, slumping out from behind the tree BATTLE READY]

[kegflipped]

A what? [ He's pretty sure that's a literature thing... And in the split-second of trying to remember, he loses his footing and falls over.] Dammitow!

[Great job, Barnes.

The only solution is to try and chuck as much snow as possible onto his oncoming opponent, and maybe pray that useful superpowers kick in. ]

[allbloodyhail]

Nevermind. [Spike looked over the other man, contemplating what to do next. This took a good thirty seconds while he laughed (just a little) at Troy's pain.

He walked over to him, snowball at the ready--and threw it at someone else who said Ow! not that Spike was really paying attention. He offered a hand up to Troy instead. Look at him being all sportsmanlike and stuff.]

[kegflipped]

[ ... Oh. Hm.

Well, fine. Troy takes that hand up, but not without keeping wary on his apparently-would-be opponent. ]

Thanks?

[allbloodyhail]

Yeah, yeah, don't get all soggy over it. It's just not as much fun when you're already down.

[shipper]

[luckily Nepeta is a resourceful girl and has come up with the perfect use for her toasty teammate. she bounds over to him cheerfully and thrusts two cups of hot cocoa at him that have been looted from a 'medic' unfortunate enough to have been caught in an ambush. one is thoughtfully for him, but the other is definitely for her.

hey, what else are you going to do with a portable space heater besides warm up your lukewarm beverages?]

Here you go!

[kegflipped]

Oh.

[ He can keep it lukewarm, at least. He doesn't really get it yet. He will sip at his own offered mug, though, grinning with a new mustache afterwards. ]

Cool. Thanks.

[shipper]

No purroblem! We're getting so much of this it's starting to be kind of diffurcult to hand all of it out.

[she laughs a little. poor medics and their status of being a Really Easy Target]

[kegflipped]

[ Hey, their loss is his group's gain, and hot chocolate is pretty awesome. ]

No worries on that front. I could drink so much cocoa.

[shipper]

[true that. they really should have expected some people to not play by either side's rules at all]

Purrfect! I can drink a lot of it too, but I'm purretty sure that after Halloween some of the people I live with would get a little fussy about me having too much of something sweet.

[LOOKING AT YOU KANAYA]

[kegflipped]

Well, they need to learn to live a little. Am I right, or am I right?

[ Troy's the greatest adult. Yep. Siiiiiip. ]

[shipper]

Exactly! Being grumpy and stuffy isn't going to do anything but make efuryone miserable, especially when it comes to sweets. They really need to lighten up a little, hee hee.

[you are indeed the best adult, Troy]

[kegflipped]

Def. [ The word 'definitely' is obviously too long, yes.

Also, they haven't really been introduced. ]

I'm Troy, by the way.

[shipper]

I'm Nepeta! It's great to have you on the team. [she pauses and looks over at the other people involved in Catface] At least, I'm purretty sure this is a team.