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

[shipper]

No!

[she huffs, putting her hands on her hips as she glares up at Klarion. then an idea strikes her and her expression shifts to something more devious]

And I bet you weren't expecting this eifur!

[and with that she scoops up a bunch of snowballs, shoves them into her coat pockets, and rushes over to start climbing up the tree. she's a sight better at it than Klarion was, so he's going to have less time to form a counter strategy than he'd probably like]

[bumbumbum]

[Oh no. Klarion pauses for a moment, thinking and mentally flailing. Looking up at the branch above him, he grabs some snow from it and starts to make a snowball. He only managed to make one before Nepeta had scrambled up to his branch.]

[shipper]

[having reached her destination Nepeta wastes no time in hooking her legs together for stability and reaching into her pockets to unload her arsenal on Klarion. TASTE HER RIGHTEOUS SNOW FURY]

[bumbumbum]

[Klarion let out a very unmaly scream as Nepeta threw snowballs at him. One hit him squarely in the forehead, knocking him off of the tree branch. As he fell, he moved his hands in a simple hand gesture, which slowed his descent and turned him upright, so Klarion landed on his feet...in the snow.

Scooping up some snow, he started to make more snowballs, which he threw at Nepeta. His aim left a lot to be desired.]

[shipper]

[Nepeta laughs at his retaliation, which is sad enough that she doesn't even mind when a few snowballs actually manage to hit her. she continues firing back, well aware that she's got limited ammo up here. luckily she has a plan for when she runs out.

unfortunately that plan is to leap off the branch and try to pouncetackle Klarion once she's out of snowballs.]

[bumbumbum]

[Klarion continued to throw snowballs at Nepeta, grinning like an idiot as he did so. He didn't notice her pouncetackling him, until she was right on top of him, knocking him to the ground. Teekl let out a loud hiss and backed away from Klarion and Nepeta, giving the two the cat equivalent of a stink-eye.]

That was impressive. [Klarion said, looking up at Nepeta, grin on his face.]

[shipper]

Thanks! [she laughs and grins back, rolling off of him to hive him some space. sitting in the snow probably isn't the smartest idea, but she's been pelted by snow and ice enough in the past few minutes that a little more contact really doesn't matter much]

You were purretty good yourself, you know!