Boy, it sure is cold out there!  Glad I had these Jedi cloaks made out of heavy material now, after a few trips outside over the last couple days... but all my presents got delivered.  I hope you all like them!  Also, Ben, I have named the rabbit Owen.  He seems content to hop around my apartment right now--later I'll have to put on his little harness and take him out.

( To Mara )
( To Obi-Wan )
( To Bakura )


[ooc; everyone else Luke knows who is not mentioned above has gotten cards with nice, personalized messages written inside.]

[Liadrin is holding someone else's communicator, brushing off frozen bits of earth and snow. After a while-- when the object is thoroughly cleaned, she fixes her gaze on the camera; her voice is somber but clear as the elf takes her time delivering a practiced message.]

Yoite is gone.
For those closest to him this will no doubt be a terrible shock, but in truth, it was his desire that things end this way,  so that his heart may at last know comfort. There is nothing left to harm him now.

[Her lengthy ears wilt somewhat as she takes in a breath of chilled air.]

This is an odd request to make during such a joyous season-- a holiday of light and ambition-- but please, if I may, I ask for only a moment of silence and remembrance for the dead. He deserves it.

[soft scuffling sounds, a wheezy cough, a wet and throaty snarl, and then something slams down with force right next to the device. He sounds slurred. Drunk maybe, beat up, definitely. Six of one and half a dozen of the other.]

Don't think've it as 'nother holiday... celebrated joyfully wi'family and friends.

Think've it as another holiday wasted. Another day gone... another mem'ry you can't go back to. Finite. Terminal. [coughs] ...fear inna handful of dust.

[Voice; attempted private to Edward Nygma, hackable]

I want a word.

WHO: Lyra Silvertongue and Sarah Altman
WHERE: Starting at a construction site,
WHEN: Christmas Evening.
WARNINGS: None.
SUMMARY: Lyra and Sarah search for Yoite. Eventually, they realize he's been 'ported out.
FORMAT: Starting with paragraph, we can use whatever works

( I won't be home for Christmas )

WHO: The Teen Titans
WHERE: Titans' (Clock) Tower, the City
WHEN: December 25th (This is late, I know. Sorry. D:)
WARNINGS: None~
SUMMARY: Gar attempts to MAKE CHRISTMAS THAT MUCH MORE AWESOME
FORMAT: Tag in whatever you'd like, paragraph to start.

( Shut up and have faith, Dick. )

( ooc; )

WHO: Juudai and Johan
WHERE: First at Johan's apartment at the MAC, then Juudai's
WHEN: Christmas afternoon
SUMMARY: Juudai has a very odd sense of gift-giving, as Johan will soon find out.
FORMAT: Paragraph, I guess

( Something important )

[The video clicks on and initially, the image flares red, unable to compensate for the bright glow of the man working the comm device. It focuses quickly, though, and it is very swiftly obvious that this is Guy Gardner working the comm... although definitely not the Guy who died days ago. He's still glowing green to some extent, but mostly he shines red on black. Quite frankly, he looks demonic in the dim light of the Porter room. It doesn't help that the only thing he's snarling into the camera.]

STOP FUCKING WITH MY HEAD, ASSHOLES!

[And then he spits red fire at the screen and the post fizzes into static.]

[ooc: from here. there will be no replies, obviously,but feel free to comment to each other :D]

WHO: Red Lantern!Guy, Kyle Rayner and any other lanterns who wish to join in.
WHERE: Around/over the porter buildings
WHEN: Today! Sometime around noon?
WARNINGS: see summary
SUMMARY: Guy Gardner is back from the dead, only he's sort of projectile vomiting red acidic fire at everyone. Oooooops.
FORMAT: whatever you want

NB: If you want to tag in, do it in new threads going down please!

( Now, don’t be scared of my hot toxic love )

WHO: Bakura, Kiryu, Alastair and Saitou [and Hiruma in another thread cause, well, he as a present to get delivered too]
WHERE: Hell Towers, 10th floor
WHEN: Sometime Xmas day
SUMMARY: Bakura is delivering his presents to his floor-mates.
FORMAT: Paragraph to start, whatever after

( And a merry Bah Humbug to you as well )

fuckj

this

holiday


instead, resolutions:

1) find pepper a man - pretty sure she hasnt had sex since the first bush was in office
b) discover a serum to grow bruce a spine to stand up to betty. i bet she would like it
5) find a man for myself who isnt scum ofg the earth
6) go to the gym (v. important)
10) finmd the cure for cancer*******


how the hell did i get so many reso$lutions



[ooc: this entry brought to you by holiday blues and a slight alcohol problem.]

Where's Yoite? I left him a present, but it's where I left it, and it's not unwrapped.

I mean... I know he en't always around, but I figured he's probably show up today... Even if it wasn't for long.

Has... Has anyone seen him? Yoite, if you're listening, it's fine if you don't show up, just let me know you're all right! Christmas is almost over and... I was hoping you'd visit the house.

Maybe he'll drop by the house later. Or tomorrow. [She's trying to believe that anyway.]

[She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself. When she speaks, her voice sounds calmer.]

Anyway, Merry Christmas, everyone. And... Everyone who gave me presents, thank you so much for them. And I hope everyone I sent presents to got them by now.

[Hiruma is outside. Why the hell is he outside? No one will ever know...]

IF ONE MORE PERSON ASKS ME IF I AM A FUCKING CHEERFUL HOLIDAY ELF, I AM GOING TO FUCKING BLOW UP SOMETHING. [he covers his ears] Tch, might as well just chop the damn things off!! people wonder why I fucking hate this season. "Oh, you could be the elf in the Christmas play, you don't even need fake ears! Fuck you up the ass, lady.


Merry fucking Christmas.

Isn't there a Mythbusters marathon on? Kekeke, I guess that's not a terrible present.