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!]

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[foreverbouncing]

"What, you make some sort of anti-teleport trap out of snow, Calvin?"

She was joking, but...if anyone could do it, it would be Calvin...

[magicalworld]

"There's no way for you to know for sure, is there?" Suddenly Calvin looks a lot more smug even though he's still trapped in his own personal igloo. "Maybe I did. Maybe I planned for everything, including teleporters and psychics and aliens! Maybe you're just going to teleport right into your own grave."

[foreverbouncing]

"Mmm..." She tapped her finger against the snow for a moment, then grins. "Eh, I'll chance it. I'm awesome, there's no way you could plan to counter all that."

[magicalworld]

Uh-oh. "Go ahead, see if I care!" Calvin tries very hard not to let himself sound frantic. "My only regret is that I won't be able to see what happens to you. I'll still be able to hear your screams from clear across the Park!"

[foreverbouncing]

"Hmm." She just grinned and turned away, vanishing in a bounce...only to reappear a second later.

"Wait, how cold are you in that thing?"

[magicalworld]

Oh no, now what? Calvin frowns.

"I'm buried in a giant heap of snow! Of course I'm cold." Really he's pretty cozy in there, insulated in his little igloo, but why pass up a chance to gripe?

[foreverbouncing]

"Hmm," she tapped her finger against her chin for a moment, then vanished again.

It's five minutes or so before she's back, with a stick she found somewhere and a piece of cardboard. She scoots up onto the little pile and jams it into the snow near his arms. On it, scrawled in bright green marker, it reads "I GOT CAUGHT! SOMEONE SHOULD PROBABLY RESCUE ME FROM THIS EMBARRASSMENT." And then she scrambles back and nods in satisfaction.

"There. That should do it." She slowly dusted off her hands as if a job was well done.

[magicalworld]

"HEY!" Calvin is not grateful for this compassionate distress signal. "That's not funny. Get rid of it!" He reaches out to knock over the sign, flailing with his short little arms, but he can't quite reach- Calvin's stuck too snugly in the snow.

[foreverbouncing]

Charlie just grinned again adn reached out to give him a pat on the head, darting back before he can get a hold of her.

"It's perfect. Now if you shout really loud maybe someone you know will come save you, huh? That is what you want, right?"