Fantasy We're Holidays Too!

[Kylesar1]

Main Thread

"We're all holidays too. How dare you forget about us!"


Of all the holidays in the world, Christmas is the most well known and celebrated by the masses. Fueled by Holiday Spirit, a crowd-sourced magic fuel that gauges the holiday's power for the year. Holidays with low celebration has a lower power threshold for the year and those with high celebration have a higher threshold. It resets on the day of the Holiday. Santa has expanded his Christmas kingdom all around the north pole as commercialism makes Christmas far more powerful than the others.


The spirits of the other holidays are fed up with seeing things like Christmas in July and Christmas merch out in the middle of September. They want to see representation amongst the masses as well. They've tried their own marketing schemes to no avail against the Christmas powerhouse. Nothing can seem to beat the spirit of receiving gifts


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[Kylesar1]

January 1, 2016


New Year's Day

Divine Plane, where all divine beings go, from angels to deities to gods. The Divine Realm overlooks the Earthen Realm and sits high above the Underworld


Hierarchy (Lowest to Highest)

Spoiler

Humans


Spirits/Ghosts


Servants


Deities


Holideities


Lesser Gods


Gods


Reapers


Ancient Gods


Grim Reaper

Today on Earth is New Year's Day, and the people are celebrating. The holideities and their bonds and friends are celebrating as well.


Sitting on a high cliff overlooking Earth, The Holideity of Independence Day, John Adams, looks out. His power has increased a bit, but he's just taking it all in. He sits there with a girl, another Holideity. The American spirit of New Years. They're good friends and they talk quite a bit


"So, how do you think this year's gonna go?"


"Hopefully well," John said. "I just hope it's better than 2015. My Americans have lost sight of the importance of someone's sacrifice. It sickens me to see them burning a flag."


"Maybe we'll descend and make them see the importance."


John laughed. "We probably will. I'm gonna win this year though."


"You have to take down Christmas. It's a force to be reckoned with."


"I have an advantage this year. It's Election Year." John laughed.


They sat there talking outside of all the partying. They were bonded as Holideities, thus close friends


@Puggie


@Forehead


@Tanfam


@Shammy the Shamrock


@Scylla

 

[Forehead]

Yorkes slouched on the ripped up chair in Gertrudes' underground home. Kicking his legs up and down violently, this was Gertrudes' sanctuary and so he was able to communicate and well, do stuff physically. "Hey eh.. kid? We're all outta berries, mind going 'ta get some?" Yorkes glared at the large groundhog for a moment before Gertrudes shrugged. "I wanna play already! My friends are in the park!" He complained, standing up before crossing his arms. He was frowning though it only made Gertrudes laugh. "You crack me up kid. Groundhog day is in two months and you want to play? Heck no." Yorkes frowned, pulling at his stained white t-shirt as if he were about to rip it up. Frowning as he wasn't successful, he walked to the large mahogany door which wasn't really accented with the dirt walls. "I'm gonna go play!" Yorkes argued. "No one cares about groundhog day ever since St. Nick stole it from us!" He added. Gertrudes sighed, placing a hand on the boy's shoulders. "There's nothing we can do about it kid. Anywho, I have to follow you so... here we go." The groundhog said, walking forward as he phased right into Yorkes body. Grinning, the boy ran out of the cave like structure, exiting in an alley as he ran down Times Square and towards the park where his friends were. (OPEN)

 

[BlueClover]

The Pumpkin King
​

The question probably on everyone who cares mind, was probably, where is The King?  Well he was sitting on his throne, tapping the side of his cheek with a vine hand.  The clock kept on ticking, it showed the seconds, minutes, and hours until Halloween.  Mr. Jack rooted through his pumpkin head and pulled out a jolley rancher.  Then he leaned back, letting out a sigh as the clock ticked away.

 

[Kylesar1]

To all Holideities, a voice could be heard.


"St. Nicholas wins this year again in a landslide! This makes the 10th year in a row! The other Holideities need to step up before the Christmas empire takes over all your little days. You'll all be demoted to be his lowly servants!" A huge laugh sounded. This was the Ancient God, who had dominion over all of them


"That's not good, is it?"


"Of course not, New Year's" John said. "I bow to no one. Not even that high and mighty bastard above us."


She laughed. "I do have a name, John."


"My apologies, Aurora."


She smiled. "It's fine. What are you planning on doing to win this year?"


"I'll just hype this up a bit. Nick uses his human helpers to pull on the children for Christmas.......This Election Year, I'll just do something so crazy and so out there, that it'll pull all of America together. Nothing has patriotism than America. If you'd excuse me, I'm gonna go see Groundhog........"


John jumped off the cliff, then disappeared..........


...........and reappeared on Earth in Times Square. He was wearing a t-shirt with an American Flag on it, as well as Flag Decorated shorts. "He comes here often, so I'll see him soon."


@Shammy the Shamrock


Meanwhile, a different figure appeared in the Pumpkin King's Throne Room. The room suddenly got cold and the ground froze under the figure's feet. "Hello, Jack," the man said. His face wasn't seen, but one could hear the smirk he had on his face. This man hated Halloween with a passion and did his best to steal Holiday Spirit from it


@Forehead

 

[BlueClover]

The Pumpkin King
​

A fire started inside the mouth of the king, he got up from his throne, crushing a jolly rancher in his hand.  "Hello Nicholas," he said with a growl growing inside his nonexistent throat.  The voice was one all too familiar, he pulled out another piece of candy, tossing it into the air.  "What brings ya to my kingdom?  Besides here to gloat?"  He looked down at his floor, glaring at the ice. 
@Kylesar1

 

[Tanfam]

Today was a bright and sunny day for Serena. It was a long time before people started to think about thanksgiving...so she didn't really have any duties. She shuddered when she heard the announcement, but chose not to do anything. As thanksgivings representative, she's sure that she was doing the right thing by ignoring mr. Christmas. She is a pacifist by nature and doesn't wish to contest his supremacy.

 

[Kylesar1]

The Pumpkin King
​

A fire started inside the mouth of the king, he got up from his throne, crushing a jolly rancher in his hand.  "Hello Nicholas," he said with a growl growing inside his nonexistent throat.  The voice was one all too familiar, he pulled out another piece of candy, tossing it into the air.  "What brings ya to my kingdom?  Besides here to gloat?"  He looked down at his floor, glaring at the ice. 
@Kylesar1

The man pulled down the hood. St. Nick. He caught the candy Jack tossed and popped it in his mouth.


"That too," he started and interrupted with sucking noise on the jolly rancher.


"I will say, Jack. Only 3 holideities know how to win this game. Take the children. If you win the children, you win the game......." He got serious. "Are you even trying to push back while I fuck up your month of fright?"

 

[BlueClover]

The Pumpkin King
​

Jack chuckled "Not my month yet," he walked back to his throne, tossing and catching one of his explosive treats.  "I remember when I was younger, use to look up to you.  Then you became a jolly asshole, hows Ms. Claus, she left you yet?"  He was clearly getting on Jack's nerves, coming into his home, mocking him and trying to take his holiday.  "Unlike you, I don't need I Pocks, Video Games, and money to let kids have fun."
@Kylesar1

 

[Spice]

Catrina was decorating another one of her many candy skulls outside on a bench. Next to her, the spirit of a young boy was drawing pictures in the dirt. She loved to let the younger dead play around her, seeing as they didn't get long to live. This boy here drowned in a lake. She looked over to him, a soft smile resting on her face. "Ryn." He looked up at her after hearing his name be called. "Yes Miss Catrina?" She laughed softly, admiring his respect for her. Most young children were always much more energetic. "Oh, you can just call me Catrina. Would you like a sugar skull?" His eyes immediately lit up after she finished speaking, much to her delight. Not many children can say no sugar. 


"Oooh yes please." Catrina then handed him one that wasn't yet decorated, which he gave a short lick. "Thank you Catrina!" She smiled and watched as he sat down and continued to take small licks from it. "You're welcome dear, just don't eat it all at once or you'll get hyper." "I won't!" Came a quick reply from Ryn. Catrina sighed when the announcements came on and tried to ignore it. She pick up another skull and began to paint it. 

 

[Kylesar1]

The Pumpkin King
​

Jack chuckled "Not my month yet," he walked back to his throne, tossing and catching one of his explosive treats.  "I remember when I was younger, use to look up to you.  Then you became a jolly asshole, hows Ms. Claus, she left you yet?"  He was clearly getting on Jack's nerves, coming into his home, mocking him and trying to take his holiday.  "Unlike you, I don't need I Pocks, Video Games, and money to let kids have fun."
@Kylesar1

"Nah. Ms. Claus gets whatever she wants. Why would she leave?"


Nick summoned a piece of cake and gorged on it. "No, you don't need games and money......... You do, however, need candy. No amount of great costumes will matter if no-one gets candy......... October will be mine. I'm already leeching off Thanksgiving with Black Friday and putting up my merchandise in your territory. I'm steadily gaining power." Nick looked up. "You heard the man upstairs. 10 years in a row. You don't want to be demoted, do you?"


He turned around, about to take his leave. "You are Jack O'Lantern, the Holideity of Halloween. You know? Trick or Treat? If you don't want to lose your status as Holideity, I suggest you start Tricking a hell of a lot more than you're Treating. I know you have no brain in that pumpkin head of yours, but realize what you and the other Holideities have to lose."


Something seemed a bit weird about Nick. When did he start using profanity? Was he ever this open about taking down the other Holideities?

 

[GriffinHeart101]

Oliver Dunmond


Tags: @Kylesar1 @Shammy the Shamrock


Another day of servitude. Not that he disliked it of course. At least he looked up to his master in some sort of way. Mr. Jack, or Master Jack or Pumpkin King as Oliver normally called him, was tolerable. Oliver had been preparing sweets for a while now; it wasn't like he was keeping time. Candy was good, don't get him wrong, but homemade treats were much better. Plus it was easier to hide dangerous things in them. But not for the kids of course. They were to important to the Pumpkin King and his holiday to be victims of a harmful trick. 


Wearing a black apron decorated to look like a black cat, Oliver made his way over to the throne room where he knew his Master would be, watching the clock like he had been for a while now. It was like a strange sort of obsession with him when All Hallow's Eve was coming around. He had a platter with caramel and candy apples in one hand, another platter with mugs and cups of all different sizes in the other hand and a pitcher of hot spiced apple cider being held by his tail behind him. Sure it was a lot, but he knew his master. As he came into the throne room, the chill made the Servant frown. His eyes fell upon St. Nick, who seemed like he was just about to leave, and grimaced. He listened to their conversation a little bit and sighed, standing in the doorway to make sure he didn't slip on the now icy floor. "Is this a bad time, Mr. Jack?" 

 

[BlueClover]

The Pumpkin King
​

"Better start filling your head with something other than cakes.  Oh and i've been tricking, like that piece of candy you had," he looked down at his bag, pulling out the exact same piece but with a explosive sign on it.  "Now get the hell out of my sight unless you want to be a stain on my wall."  He turned back to see his servant "Oh no, it isn't Oliver.....Nick was about to leave," he glared back at Santa, his eyes turning pure black and his voice becoming cold "Right?"
@GriffinHeart101 @Kylesar1

 

[Kylesar1]

"You're free to try, Jack," Nick said with another smirk. "Your floor is covered in Ice. That means I have free use of my magic in your realm." To prevent hostile takeovers, a holideity had their magic restricted in another Holideity's realm. With that in mind, the same reasoning applied to accessing another's realm. If Nick can use his power, that means, he ascended to the point where that restriction doesn't exactly work on him.


Nick held out his hand, and the ice at his feet quickly expanded, freezing the entire room solid and plunging it into frigid temperatures below 0. "Control your Thermostat, Jack." The ice creeped up Nick's feet and all up his body until he froze completely solid. That was the end of the encounter


@GriffinHeart101


@Shammy the Shamrock

 

[IctoraPost]

Phillip stepped out of the shop wearing a brand new black-and-white striped tie. He quite liked these human-made ties - they reminded him of the elegance of silkworms. He quite liked silkworms as well. Standing at the edge of Times Square, he took in the concrete buildings, the large advertisements, the crowds of humans, the guy wearing that American shirt and those nationalistic shorts… Phillip sighed. He could never seem to go anywhere in this country without encountering at least one person who was all-out patriotic. Still, that could be considered a good thing, he supposed. What was John doing, anyway? He seemed to be loitering around in the square. Phillip leaned against a wall and waited.

 

[BlueClover]

The Pumpkin King
​

Jack let out a groan, grabbing his hat and pulling it over his head.  The ice was really bugging him "Great!  The big, jolly man has ascended above me.....what am I going to do?  That guys gonna run all of us out of the game," he then remembered that Oliver was still in the room, he looked over.  "Sorry about that, he guy decided it would be funny to get under my vines.  Get a fire starting so we can melt the ice, maybe see if you can contact Catrina for me if it is not too much."  The scent of the food caught his triangle nose "Is that caramel I smell?"
@GriffinHeart101

 

[GriffinHeart101]

Oliver Dunmond


Tags: @Shammy the Shamrock


The drop in the temperature caused by Nick's magic made Oliver frown even more. Oh how he hated the frigid cold. He kept his focus on making sure none of the dishes were dropped until he heard his master speak to him. "No need to apologize, sir. It was rude of him to come uninvited. Especially without some sort of good trick." He let out a sigh and scanned the icy floor. "Didn't even clean up his own mess..." The servant muttered under his breath. 


He backed up into the kitchen, placed both platters and the pitcher down to make sure they wouldn't be ruined before returning back to the throne room. He listened to the orders and gave a sharp nod, beginning to start up a fire that wasn't too close to Mr. Jack that he would get burnt but strong enough to start melting the ice off the floor. "No task is too much for me, Mr. Jack. And yes, I made caramel and candy apples as well as spiced apple cider that I planned on delivering to you before you were rudely interrupted." Oliver stood back up after finishing the fire, brushed off his apron and turned to the Pumpkin King. "Contact Catrina? Yes I can do it, but why sir?"

 

[BlueClover]

The Pumpkin King
​

"I don't know, force of habit, plus she's the closest to my holiday so if the Power Hungry Santa wants to swallow ma holiday, hers come with it."  He got up and looked at his clock "How's the preparation for Halloween coming along?  It's already January."  The Pumpkin King did his favorite activity, worry about the jolly, bastard, snowman.  "I still can't believe it.  He's stronger than last year and this is the 10th year this kind of thing has happened."  Jack pressed one of his vine fingers against his chin "We are one of the big holidays....that means he's getting closer, i'm nervous to see what happens if he gets us, Christmas every month, that's too much to handle for anyone."  The idea was hurting "I'd like a caramel apple please, something to ease ma nerves."
@GriffinHeart101 

 

[Kylesar1]

Phillip stepped out of the shop wearing a brand new black-and-white striped tie. He quite liked these human-made ties - they reminded him of the elegance of silkworms. He quite liked silkworms as well. Standing at the edge of Times Square, he took in the concrete buildings, the large advertisements, the crowds of humans, the guy wearing that American shirt and those nationalistic shorts… Phillip sighed. He could never seem go anywhere in this country without encountering at least one person who was all-out patriotic. Still, that could be considered a good thing, he supposed. What was John doing, anyway? He seemed to be loitering around in the square. Phillip leaned against a wall and waited.

John saw Boxing Day standing around. To any human, he was just another man. To him, however, he easily saw a Holideity.


He was wearing a flag t-shirt and red, white and blue shorts. He looked ridiculous, but whatever. "What brings you out here to Earth?"

 

[IctoraPost]

John's ridiculousness was further accentuated by the fact that he called across a crowded Times Square and expected Phillip to hear him. I mean, he could - he was a Holideity, after all - but that was beside the point. He made his way through the crowd and stopped in front of him. Much better.


"Well," he began, "I wanted to evaluate the statistical, theoretical and practical merits and demerits of using a physical body to move through space to purchase items from a store located in the city of New York. I also wanted to experience how and why these humanoid Earthlings do the things they do. The other deities I've asked have been quite ambiguous to what living as a human was like. This information could be very useful in the boosting of sales of items on Boxing Day. What are you doing here?"

 

[Catnapper]

Caligo shot at the target with his pistol in the dismal corner of the island he called home. He laid his aged pistol down beside him, before taking a sip of his Laphroaig.


"Bullseye." he said to himself, with a proud smirk. He knew that everyone else was terrified by Nick's power, and what would happen to them. But, Caligo knew he was safe; sure, he wasn't the most powerful, but Caligo knew that if anything went wrong, he could use Christmas. Christmas could be Caligo's weapon. With not a care in the world, he downed his whiskey, and took another couple of shots at the target.

 

[Kylesar1]

John's ridiculousness was further accentuated by the fact that he called across a crowded Times Square and expected Phillip to hear him. I mean, he could - he was a Holideity, after all - but that was beside the point. He made his way through the crowd and stopped in front of him. Much better.


"Well," he began, "I wanted to evaluate the statistical, theoretical and practical merits and demerits of using a physical body to move through space to purchase items from a store located in the city of New York. I also wanted to experience how and why these humanoid Earthlings do the things they do. The other deities I've asked have been quite ambiguous to what living as a human was like. This information could be very useful in the boosting of sales of items on Boxing Day. What are you doing here?"

John only heard the last question, mostly because he stopped listening at the word statistical. He knew with that, that he was about to say a bunch of stuff John didn't understand


"I'm looking for the Groundhog. He's usually here, but I must've either mistimed or miscalculated my jump down here. I need to speak about Nick and his winning this year yet again. He's expanding his empire........ Has Nick tried anything against Boxing Day?"

 

[GriffinHeart101]

Oliver Dunmond


Tags: @Shammy the Shamrock


"It is only January, sir, but it's going well I would say." The servant replied to the Pumpkin King's question, watching the ice melt from the floor bit by bit. He listened to his master ramble on about how Christmas was getting more powerful every year and this has been the tenth year it has happened, nodding on as he talked. He visibly shuddered at the mention of Christmas every month. "Exactly." Oliver stated, picking back up all of the dishes and platters before presenting them to Mr. Jack. "There are also candy covered apples alongside the caramel ones and a pitcher of hot spiced apple cider, though I don't know how hot it would be now." He explained with a smile before placing them down on a table next to his master's throne. "Help yourself, I can always make more. Get your mind off of Nick, he hopefully won't come back."



Oliver turned and hung up his apron, brushing off his shirt and straightening his suspenders and bowtie. He didn't have any of those fancy technologies, so he'd have to go find Ms. Catrina in person which shouldn't be too hard. "I'll be off to contact Ms. Catrina. Anything in particular you would like me to let her know, Mr. Jack?" He asked, poking his head back into the throne room. 

 

[The Fabulous Emerald]

psst, kylesar, would you mind checking the character thread? i posted a character there. i also need help with it

 

[The Fabulous Emerald]

Seamus stumbles out of his favourite pub, The Drunken Leprechaun, still clutching his glass mug like it was made of gold. He takes a quick swig, before bringing it all back up on the nearby pavement.  He travels down the cobble path, singing his theme song, 'All For Me Grog', swirling his mug around as he sings and laughs.


was that ok?