The Fabulous Emerald
It's never illogical to be fabulous
(im off too, so... ill see what happens when we are back.)
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Fantasy We're Holidays Too!
- Thread starter Kylesar1
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IctoraPost
You've got mail
Phillip landed in his office. That took longer than usual. Perhaps it had something to do with that chilling sensation he had felt while going there. He should probably install a heater into his travelling system. Yes, he’d do that now. He reached for the phone -
A pigeon smacked into his face.
Spluttering, he flung the bird into his soft, luxurious, deep-set Indian carpet. Ugh, it was another one of John’s idiotic messenger pigeons. Couldn’t he just have texted him or something? He grabbed the animal again and extracted the Post-it note. So, Nick has started his domination, and John wasn’t happy. Well, too bad – Phillip had bigger things to worry about, like the vegetable sale at the supermarket across the street. But, just as he was dropping the note into the incinerator, he was struck by a thought. Or, more specifically, a pigeon to his face.
“OK, OK, I’ll go!” He yelled as he tried, and failed, to choke the life out of it. A coin-shaped hole opened up in the floor, and he stepped in.
A pigeon smacked into his face.
Spluttering, he flung the bird into his soft, luxurious, deep-set Indian carpet. Ugh, it was another one of John’s idiotic messenger pigeons. Couldn’t he just have texted him or something? He grabbed the animal again and extracted the Post-it note. So, Nick has started his domination, and John wasn’t happy. Well, too bad – Phillip had bigger things to worry about, like the vegetable sale at the supermarket across the street. But, just as he was dropping the note into the incinerator, he was struck by a thought. Or, more specifically, a pigeon to his face.
“OK, OK, I’ll go!” He yelled as he tried, and failed, to choke the life out of it. A coin-shaped hole opened up in the floor, and he stepped in.
Catnapper
Cat God & Fantasy Freak
@Kylesar1
A pigeon fluttered into Caligo's dark realm, and dropped off a letter. Shit, he thought, bloody John's trying to get all the Holideities together. He snatched it from the table and skimmed through the letter.
"Bugger. Guess my luck didn't last too long, did it?" He sighed, and downed what was left of his whiskey. Nick was getting stronger, and so was Caligo... but now he had to let that all go to waste. He looked at the pigeon, and decided whether he should kill it or not.
"Best not."
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In John's realm, a puff of black smoke rises from the floor, and Caligo appears.
"Right. You've got me. What now, Billy?"
A pigeon fluttered into Caligo's dark realm, and dropped off a letter. Shit, he thought, bloody John's trying to get all the Holideities together. He snatched it from the table and skimmed through the letter.
"Bugger. Guess my luck didn't last too long, did it?" He sighed, and downed what was left of his whiskey. Nick was getting stronger, and so was Caligo... but now he had to let that all go to waste. He looked at the pigeon, and decided whether he should kill it or not.
"Best not."
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In John's realm, a puff of black smoke rises from the floor, and Caligo appears.
"Right. You've got me. What now, Billy?"
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ListlessEvie
internet angel
As
Her turkey was shy. Never wanted to be seen, "It's okay, come out!" The turkey stopped hiding behind the table and walked over to Anna, about the same time the pidgeon came in. Huh? Whats this?
Her turkey was shy. Never wanted to be seen, "It's okay, come out!" The turkey stopped hiding behind the table and walked over to Anna, about the same time the pidgeon came in. Huh? Whats this?
Kylesar1
This is my loudest bork
As everyone arrived, they appeared in an enormous elegant ballroom that was completely empty, save for the decorations. John stood there, taking in their entrance effects and the mini-show they made of it. His entrances tended to be a hell of a lot more grandiose, so he was lucky he proposed the alliance instead of someone else
"Hello all. Didn't expect you all to answer so quickly." John ignored Caligo's "Billy" greeting. Otherwise he'd have had a shotgun in Caligo's mouth in an instant, considering the fact that he wasn't in his usual happy-go-lucky mood with the absorbance of his Bond, MLK Day. "Now you all know the rules. Unless sanctioned, any magic that's not used to gain entrance or leave this realm is prohibited." In other words, no tricks. "We'll wait a bit for the rest to arrive. My pigeons work fast, but the other Holideities may not."
John had a plan. With Nick losing his mind, they may have to go with force. Hopefully words or indirect methods would work though.
@Tanfam
@The Fabulous Emerald
@Catnapper
@IctoraPost
@TaraSobiki
@Puggie
@GriffinHeart101
@Shammy the Shamrock
@Kitty_Lover
@Battle Sister May
"Hello all. Didn't expect you all to answer so quickly." John ignored Caligo's "Billy" greeting. Otherwise he'd have had a shotgun in Caligo's mouth in an instant, considering the fact that he wasn't in his usual happy-go-lucky mood with the absorbance of his Bond, MLK Day. "Now you all know the rules. Unless sanctioned, any magic that's not used to gain entrance or leave this realm is prohibited." In other words, no tricks. "We'll wait a bit for the rest to arrive. My pigeons work fast, but the other Holideities may not."
John had a plan. With Nick losing his mind, they may have to go with force. Hopefully words or indirect methods would work though.
@Tanfam
@The Fabulous Emerald
@Catnapper
@IctoraPost
@TaraSobiki
@Puggie
@GriffinHeart101
@Shammy the Shamrock
@Kitty_Lover
@Battle Sister May
The Fabulous Emerald
It's never illogical to be fabulous
(I presume that Huamei and Seamus go there together after a short exchange?)
Seamus looks around with a suspicious glare.
"Bit much, isn't it? Could use some colour, though. I feel like all the happiness has been drained from the room. Nothing a few splashes of green and gold would fix. Maybe a few barrels of beer in that corner, too..."
Seamus starts rambling to himself about how to improve the aesthetics of the room, seemingly to more his taste over everyone else's.
Seamus looks around with a suspicious glare.
"Bit much, isn't it? Could use some colour, though. I feel like all the happiness has been drained from the room. Nothing a few splashes of green and gold would fix. Maybe a few barrels of beer in that corner, too..."
Seamus starts rambling to himself about how to improve the aesthetics of the room, seemingly to more his taste over everyone else's.
Catnapper
Cat God & Fantasy Freak
Caligo looked around the room. As his power grew, so did his greediness. Although he wasn't going to say it, he was against the revolt against Nick. He knew that it would drain him if something were to happen to Nick, but nobody else did. He decided he should keep quiet about his bond.
Caligo glanced at his watch.
"Y'know, I've been to a lot of parties in my 410 years of existence, but this one has got to be the worst." He reached into his pocket and somehow managed to take out a bottle of whiskey.
"Anyone care for a drink?"
Caligo glanced at his watch.
"Y'know, I've been to a lot of parties in my 410 years of existence, but this one has got to be the worst." He reached into his pocket and somehow managed to take out a bottle of whiskey.
"Anyone care for a drink?"
The Fabulous Emerald
It's never illogical to be fabulous
Oh gee, I wonder if anyone would...
"Haha! This guy knows how to party!"
Seamus goes over to Caligo, his full beer mug in his hand.
"Haha! This guy knows how to party!"
Seamus goes over to Caligo, his full beer mug in his hand.
Catnapper
Cat God & Fantasy Freak
"Blimey, it's the Holideity of St. Patrick's Day! Drinking... Guiness? Last time I had that it was my 297th birthday!" Considering how worried the rest of the Holideities were about Nick's wrath, Caligo seemed awfully calm.
"Pass me a glass and I'll pour you some of this. 14 year-old Oban scotch whiskey. Just like my father made."
The Fabulous Emerald
It's never illogical to be fabulous
He takes his mug and necks it in about six seconds, with only a few heavy gulps, and lets out a satisfied sigh.
"Here, use this one."
He hands him his mug.
"Here, use this one."
He hands him his mug.
Catnapper
Cat God & Fantasy Freak
"...Impressive" he says, looking shocked.
Caligo poured a little drop of whiskey in, a good amount. Then, he looked up, and realized he was pouring for the Holideity of St. Patrick's Day. He then proceeded to fill the huge glass up to the top.
The Fabulous Emerald
It's never illogical to be fabulous
With a nod of thanks, and a cheeky grin, he downs the mug in a similar way.
"I've had stronger, to be honest. You should come to my pub at some point, and I'll show you proper booze."
He says with a smile.
"Still, wasn't bad."
"I've had stronger, to be honest. You should come to my pub at some point, and I'll show you proper booze."
He says with a smile.
"Still, wasn't bad."
Catnapper
Cat God & Fantasy Freak
Caligo looked a little bit offended, but he forced a smile nonetheless.
"Once this whole fiasco is over, sure.. will do."
A grand leather chair appeared under Caligo in a puff of black smoke, and he sunk into the chair, awaiting instructions from the Independence Day holideity. As he slowly drank a strange firework-themed cocktail that had appeared out of nowhere, he began to think. What was John going to say? What was he going to do when he found out about Caligo's bond?
The Fabulous Emerald
It's never illogical to be fabulous
(hmm... is @Kylesar1 on? I have something to ask quickly)
ListlessEvie
internet angel
Kylesar1
This is my loudest bork
Just as fast as he summoned it, Caligo's chair disappeared, as well as anything else he summoned. "Nowhere in my message did I say anything about partying," John said, not in the mood for their games. "If you're here for that, you're in the wrong realm. If you don't care about what Nick's currently doing, get the hell out. I don't want you here."
He snapped his fingers and a huge round table appeared in the middle of the room. There was food and drinks on the table. "Take a seat."
@Tanfam
@The Fabulous Emerald
@Catnapper
@IctoraPost
@TaraSobiki
@Puggie
@GriffinHeart101
@Shammy the Shamrock
@Kitty_Lover
@Battle Sister May
Battle-Sister May
Professional Heretic Slayer
Jackie Rabbit
Jackie raised an eyebrow at the first glance she had of the place. She really expected something akin of a grand entrance from their host, with fireworks and what not, and her ears even flopped a bit when it didn't happen. In her "holiday" form, she kept most of her human features, apart from a pair of white rabbit ears sprouting from the top of her head, always attentive to her surroundings "Nick went crazy, ate Martin Luther King day. Now what, John?" She asked, slightly annoyed by the rather random summon he had thrown at them "I'm rather sure all of us are rather busy trying to plan our holidays this year." She told him, as she sat on the chair, crossing her legs and looking at him, expecting an answer. She saw that Jack and... Whoever the other guy was were already there. She was fond of the lord of Halloween, mostly because both of their holidays involved distributing candy, even if by different means and for different reasons.
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The Fabulous Emerald
It's never illogical to be fabulous
ListlessEvie
internet angel
GriffinHeart101
The Bear of Legend
Oliver Dunmond
Tags: @Puggie @Shammy the Shamrock @Kylesar1
Oliver was about to state that right now would be a good time to talk to Mr. Jack when he felt a heaviness on his sweater sleeve and heard a small squeak. He turned to see one of Mr. Jack's "messenger bats" hanging from his arm, it's claws hanging onto the knit fabric. "Oh. What is it?" He asked, the bat crawling up to the servant's shoulder and whispering into his ear. These bats were strange messengers, only being able to speak enough to deliver their message and only to the recipient if it was specified. They worked quite well, unless the person was terrified of bats.
He stood up from the bench as soon as the bat finished its message and flapped away, and brushed off his clothes before picking up the sugar skull he was graciously given. Turning to Catrina, he gave a short bow. It wasn't necessary, just for formality's sake. "Well, Mr. Jack has asked that I meet him in Mr. Adams' realm, so I shouldn't keep him waiting. It's probably for the same reason we were discussing. If you happened to get called there as well, please don't be a stranger. I'm sure Mr. Jack would love to see you." With that he gave a small smile to the Holideity and turned to walk away.
He realized that it was probably less effective to walk all the way back to the Halloween realm, so he dug through his pockets for some quick-transport. He pulled out a small capsule, threw it onto the ground by his feet and stomped on it. As soon as it was crushed, it erupted in a dark purple smoke and transported him to the room his Master was in. "You called, sir?"
Oliver walked over and stood by his master's side, just in time to see the things that Caligo summoned disappear. "No summoning?" He asked with a frown. He would of course agree to the rule, but it wasn't like he couldn't be upset about it. Oliver waited to watch what Mr. Jack would do and licked at his sugar skull, green and orange eyes darting around the room to watch everything that was happening.
Tags: @Puggie @Shammy the Shamrock @Kylesar1
Oliver was about to state that right now would be a good time to talk to Mr. Jack when he felt a heaviness on his sweater sleeve and heard a small squeak. He turned to see one of Mr. Jack's "messenger bats" hanging from his arm, it's claws hanging onto the knit fabric. "Oh. What is it?" He asked, the bat crawling up to the servant's shoulder and whispering into his ear. These bats were strange messengers, only being able to speak enough to deliver their message and only to the recipient if it was specified. They worked quite well, unless the person was terrified of bats.
He stood up from the bench as soon as the bat finished its message and flapped away, and brushed off his clothes before picking up the sugar skull he was graciously given. Turning to Catrina, he gave a short bow. It wasn't necessary, just for formality's sake. "Well, Mr. Jack has asked that I meet him in Mr. Adams' realm, so I shouldn't keep him waiting. It's probably for the same reason we were discussing. If you happened to get called there as well, please don't be a stranger. I'm sure Mr. Jack would love to see you." With that he gave a small smile to the Holideity and turned to walk away.
He realized that it was probably less effective to walk all the way back to the Halloween realm, so he dug through his pockets for some quick-transport. He pulled out a small capsule, threw it onto the ground by his feet and stomped on it. As soon as it was crushed, it erupted in a dark purple smoke and transported him to the room his Master was in. "You called, sir?"
Oliver walked over and stood by his master's side, just in time to see the things that Caligo summoned disappear. "No summoning?" He asked with a frown. He would of course agree to the rule, but it wasn't like he couldn't be upset about it. Oliver waited to watch what Mr. Jack would do and licked at his sugar skull, green and orange eyes darting around the room to watch everything that was happening.
Kylesar1
This is my loudest bork
John openly laughed. "Trying to plan your holiday? Plan what, huh? Plan for the rise of the almighty Jesus Christ? Because Nick also gets stronger on Easter. You know, Easter being Jesus's resurrection day with Christmas being his Birthday. He's ascended! He's absorbed another Holideity. Not killed. Not knocked out.........ABSORBED! Do you think he won't go for you? You're one of his bonds. He can replace your ass in his power if he keeps doing what he's doing."
Bonds connected the power of 2+ Holideities. It served as a bit of checks and balances to prevent one from getting too powerful. However, with Nick absorbing more Holideities, he's pushing the threshold. If a Holideity got hurt, they'd all feel it, but with Nick gaining in power, he'd feel less if a bond got hurt..........so essentially, a bond wouldn't matter to him. He would soon be able to attack his own bonds with minimal effect to him. "Do all of you think this is a joke? Like this is some emotional tirade because he absorbed one of my Bonds?" It sort of was. "You're here concerned with bunnies and candy, and we're all about to be demoted to be his fucking servants.........or absorbed like MLK Day was and sentenced to an eternity of singing Here Comes Santa Claus. Am I the only one who has a sense of urgency? Am I the only one who sees what's about to happen?"
John took a frustrated seat. "Just go. I didn't force any of you to come here." John was operating under the assumption that anyone who showed up showed even the slightest bit of concern for their future. Apparently not though. If they wanted to be doing something else, why were they even here?
@Tanfam
@The Fabulous Emerald
@Catnapper
@IctoraPost
@TaraSobiki
@Puggie
@GriffinHeart101
@Shammy the Shamrock
@Kitty_Lover
@Battle Sister May
@Forehead
Yup, related to what they do
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ListlessEvie
internet angel
"I'm scared," Anna says, "Nick has never been so... so insane! Thanksgiving is coming soon... I need to find a way to stop him! I hope that Halloween turns out alright, it's soon,"
The Fabulous Emerald
It's never illogical to be fabulous
( @Kylesar1 so, could he have a tiny bell he rings to summin two leprechauns to bring him stuff? Or maybe halflings or something.)
Seamus listens to what he has to say, while drinking. Even though his holiday is about drinking and fun, it is a Christian holiday. It might be why he is losing his power.
Seamus listens to what he has to say, while drinking. Even though his holiday is about drinking and fun, it is a Christian holiday. It might be why he is losing his power.
Kylesar1
This is my loudest bork
Sure, go ahead
Battle-Sister May
Professional Heretic Slayer
Jackie Rabbit
Jackie crossed her arms looking at him "Yes, I am indeed worried about planning, John, as well as everyone should be! We won't beat Nicholas as long as he is undefeated as a holiday!" She explained her point of view "I am not a fighter, all I can do is try to do my thing! And that involves bunnies and candy!" She said, her ears flopped on top of her head "We are bonds, yes, but as far as it goes, what can we do? What are we going to do? Kill the Spirit of Christmas?" She asked, waiting to hear what kind of genius plan he would come up with "What exactly can we do apart from trying to beat him at the contest?" Being an old friend of Nick's, as well as being bond to him by the higher powers, and it truly upset her to see what kind of monster he was becoming "And even, can we bring MLK day back? If so, by which means?" She asked, rubbing her face in irritation.
She let a sigh out "I'm sorry." She said, as her ears perked up again "I know we need to act, but you really do need to understand where I'm standing here. I'm a bond to Nick as much as he is a bond to myself." She explained, shaking her head slightly "If you have a plan and a means to act, you can count the bunnies in, but I really need to understand where we're going with this. Claus is the most powerful among us, and even if we do have a way of acting out against him, then what? How are we going to do it?" She asked, now showing real interest on the plan. If there was something she hated was the song "Jingle Bells", and if she could avoid being forced to sing it, she would take anything "It's not something common, you have to understand. We've never had another Holideity going rampage like this. It's not something we've faced before!"
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