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The plaza is empty today, quiet, as the snow continues to bear down on the village on day four of the November snowstorm. Not a soul can be seen. Near the entrance of the plaza, at the four-way intersection, there are two large piles of snow, one on the left and one on the right. It seems so... normal.
Of course, this is Luceti. There's no such thing as "normal". The moment someone comes near the plaza, a snowball comes flying out from one of the two snow piles. Afterwards, the ones responsible reveal themselves, stepping up from behind the snow piles.]
Ready, Red? Let's get 'em!
Heh! You don't even need to ask. I've been waiting for this all day, Gold. [
You have just entered into a snowball war with Gold and
Red. What do?]
((ooc: Joint post with
Red! That's all I do these days, I guess. Order will follow as You > Gold > Red. Threadjacking is also totally allowed, and even encouraged!))
[Round two of firing... Start-o!]
Well, since they're getting snowballs out of this... okay, let's start shooting!]
Return fire!]
FALLS BACK DRAMATICALLY.
SAVE ME SILVER-SAN.]
Edited at 2011-12-01 12:13 am (UTC)
...Damnit Aoba what are you doing down there. Come on, get up, we don't have time for this dramatic I got hit nonsense.]
Rising with a flourish, he lobs an impressive two snowballs at the apparently-distracted Gold!]