[ON CHRISTMAS EVE]

[themagichappens]

[there are two giant robots dressed as Santa and Mrs. Claus. Where they got outfits that fit, nobody knows.]

As usual, you've come up with the most... interesting idea.

You did agree to catering for the season.

Perhaps in some amount of haste.

((Seeing as Livejournal is yet again being Starscream, the wife and I are bowing out for now. WILL PICK UP!))

Comments

[redemption_fail]

[No really--WHAT?]

. . .

[OOC: placeholder of epic proportions.]

[primesdontparty]

Greetings, Guy.

[redemption_fail]

. . . Are you in a--what are you supposed to be again?

[primesdontparty]

I am the mythical figure known as Mrs. Claus.

[redemption_fail]

"Mrs. Claus"? Is this for Christmas?

[primesdontparty]

Yes.

[redemption_fail]

You are dressed as a mythical woman for Christmas . . .

[primesdontparty]

Is that a problem?

[redemption_fail]

[. . .]

. . . Why are you dressing up as mythical figures?

[primesdontparty]

We are connecting.

[redemption_fail]

With Christmas?

[primesdontparty]

With Christmas and the people here.

[redemption_fail]

How does that work?

[primesdontparty]

Have you not formed any connections of your own?

[redemption_fail]

I doubt I have here.

[primesdontparty]

Why?