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[The sun is just beginning to set over the forest. The freaky bio-luminescence/radioactivity of the lake reflects off the white snow, giving everything a festive green glow. Christmas lights of every size, shape, and description decorate the nearby trees, as well as the hull of the large blue spaceship on the eastern shore of the lake. The hatches are down, the lights are on, and the music is blasting. There is a large banner over the entrance, positively bathed in sparkles. It reads:]

[You are cordially invited to put on your finest, exchange some gifts, and dance the night away. This post is forward-dated to the 25th and is open forever.]

[First, there is a crash. A very loud crash, caused by a truck with an accompanying trailer falling out of a clear, cold winter sky.

Then there is a creak, as the trailers doors swing open and a large amount of strange things begin to pour out of it.
The first would be the clowns. Thousands of them, moving like a living tide in perfect unison, like a swarm of ants with squeaky shoes. Then there is Mickey Mouse, running on top of the clowns like someone trying desperately to ascend a descending escalator.

Then there is Vincent Valentine, who does not do much until he is pushed down into the trampling tide of clowns by Mickeys misaimed jump, where he suffers great pain until he manages to crawl away to safety.

Then there is Brook hanging on for dear life to a very pretty and shiny black piano, only HE and the piano are soon thrown away by the clowns... on top of Vincent Valetine.

And finally, Faust is seen swimming through the very air, for some godforsaken reason having shapeshifted into a Very Buxom Woman wearing a Very Skimpy Dress, until he cannot stay afloat any longer and lands right in Mickey Mouse's arms. Mickey manages to keep his balance for about as long as you could expect a two foot rodent carrying a nine foot woman bridal style, and he is forced to leap blindly and pray they do not fall into the teeming clown-hordes. Luckily they don't: instead they land on Vincent Valentine, who just managed to wrest himself free from the piano.

And thus, the tide of clowns draws to an end and silence falls over the chaotic scene, a silence only broken by Optimus Prime transforming back from vehicle to robot. But Optimus will not break the silence further. He can only stare blankly ahead, having been violated in ways he did not even think were physically possible. Yes, this is indeed a moment of silence and reflection for these five beings, a moment to marvel at the madness of the universe. A moment of humble reflection... a moment of fear for the unknown... a moment of-]

"Ah! Gentlemen, the almanac says it is still December! We made it back in time for the ~mistletoe~!"

[... Dignity.]

[OOC: Dehiatus post! I've missed you guys tons, but I won't be able to be around for long tonight since I have festivities to deal with tomorrow.]

Bloody hell I'm still breathing.

*There is a tiny angel watching a gigantic bonfire. Seriously, this is one badass bonfire. There are also marshmallows and hotdogs for roasting which you can ask the pretty girl accompanying him for. Do you join in?*

It's kind of pretty...

Camp Fuck You Die! Are you all in the holiday spirit? Tonight, the Galactic Fairy has a special favor to ask all of you~! You see, I'm running low on carols to sing, and so...

Share your favorite holiday songs with me!

(( OOC: Oof, unexpected tiredness. Sorry, guys, I guess I didn't take the time zone shift as well as I hoped. ))

[HELLO CAMP, tonight your resident weirdo butterfly dude is being a little festive! and he does indeed have a huge bag of some~ thing~ he's perched on.]

Tell me - have you been naughty or nice? ♥

[spoilers: do not click that link if guys in thongs terrify you.]

[EDIT: done for the night, thank you for playing!~]

I require assistance.

(ooc: DERPING OUT, slow/droppy)

[Few will brave the Mess Hall on Tuesdays, so it's a welcome surprise to spot a nice tent outside somewhere with tables and chairs and food and—

Is that a large red and white cake? By large we mean large.

Why yes, yes it is. There's even a decorative silver crown spreading across the top, made of frosting. Seventeen knife-shaped candles are jammed into the top in random red-frosted spots, silver-colored and dripping red wax where they melted. It's such a mood setter.

And of course, seated at a table with cake and eating it, is a smug prince.

Come join him, or not.]

SOMEONE GIT ME DEMON 4 CHRISTMAS. STRONG WAN DAT I CAN FIGHT--

. . . WUT THE HELL? WUTS GOIN ON NAO?


[ooc: You only speak lolcat in this post! Translator's over here. Mingle awayyy~ ETA: zzz going to bed. I'll pick up old and new tomorrow. ♥]

*From a rooftop, a cloaked figure declares!!*

THIS IS DARK LORD SAMIDARE SPEAKING! I HUNGER FOR POWERFUL OPPONENTS, AND AS EVERYONE KNOWS, THE MOST POWERFUL or at least awesomest OPPONENTS OF ALL ARE . . . GIANT ROBOTS! I WILL FIGHT ALL GIANT ROBOTS! IF YOU PILOT A ROBOT OR ANYTHING ELSE COOL AND MECHANICAL, I HAVE TWO WORDS FOR YOU:

BRING IT.

Or, y'know, if you're some other kinda powerful fighter, that's cool too, I guess. BUT ESPECIALLY THE ROBOTS!

[[ooc: I APOLOGIZE FOR NOT NOTING WHEN I STOPPED LAST NIGHT but! I am now back! And picking things up! So yes!]]

[Tonight: the trees and buildings are covered in glittering fairy lights and there's a clear sky that affords a gorgeous view of the the moon and stars. It is, in general, a very nice night to be on a holiday date or a totally-platonic-outing...or something in between.

Won't you take advantage of it?]

[Your evening activities may be interrupted by the faint strains of It's Not Easy Being Green playing from the center of Camp, where a sign reading

CHEER UP EMO KID!! :)
HAVE YOU HUGGED A LIZARD TODAY?

has been placed. Beneath the sign there is a lizard-teen, clearly not amused]

...really? Come on.

((Slowing down for now))

[TODAY, RIGHT OUTSIDE YOUR CABIN/MAGICAL TREEHOUSE/RABBIT HOLE/WHATEVER WINDOW, staring in at you with unblinking, judging eyes: a giant snowman.]

Yosh!! Now all he needs is ears!

(( eta out for now! WILL PICK UP NEW AND OLD TOMORROW as flakey internet allows! ))

[ the door to the Milk Dipper is wide open & set in the middle of it is a table full of cookies, with Airi & Dominic behind it ]

Ah, I think this many cookies is fine for a cookie tasting event.

...I don't think I've ever seen that many cookies in one place before.

[ ooc; airi & dominic are taking a break. will pick up threads later. ]

*a boy is on the porch of Boys 13, drinking hot chocolate and playing chess with a moogle*

You can't beat a checkmate by knocking all the pieces off the board, stupid spoiled moogle.

[so, tonight! middle of camp! A GIANT EFFIN' CHRISTMAS TREE. those of you who have been here in years past might recognize it; while it never looks exactly the same, it's big and grandly decorated enough to be that tree. this is a good 20 feet of rock-hard pine, baby, sparkling Edward-style with tinsel and big silver and blue balls--ha ha, geddit.

nestled in the branches of this tree are letters and gifts from those no longer with us. take a look?]




(( I AM SO SO SORRY FOR THE LATENESS OF THIS; I was unexpectedly dragged away this afternoon for family stuff and got back really late. CHRISTMAS LETTERS FROM DROPPED CHARACTERS GO HERE; just go ahead and comment with the text! HAVE FUN \o/ if you need someone to post a letter for you or something, just let me know! OPEN FOREVER. I know I don't have mine done. ))

( On the eighth day of Christmas... )

Edit: GOING TO BED. Will pick up all tags plus new ones tomorrow SERIOUSLY THIS IS OPEN FOREVER.

GOOD NEWS EVERYONE!

You're all going to die! My yes, within minutes, Robot Santa will be here to annihilate you all! Perhaps if you morons had listened to me last week when I warned you, you would have had time to build a crazed-robot-proof dome, like I did!

...Wait. Did I warn you last week, or did I forget? ...Oh well!

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((update!: Rikuou is sleeping, Kaza will soon follow. We'll pick up!))

[near the mess hall, a booth has appeared! there's a jingle playing from it that goes: "Everyday's great at your Junes." it keeps playing every five minutes, and every ten minutes, there's an announcement about Christmas sales.

manning the booth are two teenage boys, in aprons, and while they look a little cold, they're determined.

oh, oh, another announcement is coming! "Come on down to the mess hall today, and stop by the Junes booth. We have holiday sales and your gifts will definitely be here before Christmas! Been looking for a great holiday gift? This is your one stop to get everything before it's too late."

there is a little computer set up so they can make all the orders]

(( ooc: Souji and Yousuke will be salesmen and trying to sell stuff! mostly, this is an all-purpose, other means to get gifts place, that's only going to go on for this post. it's a bit of an experiment. all gifts will be delivered by Christmas Eve. if this works out, I'll consider doing it again ... next Christmas!

edit: done for the night. I'll come pick up threads tomorrow. AS A NOTE: if you want to say your character got something from the Junes store but didn't tag in, GO AHEAD. We'll handwave it! ))