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[eightshoutpoles]

Characters: Vriska Serket AND YOU
When: 12/28/11, afternoon and into the night
Where: various places around the city
Rating: PG-13 for Vriska's inevitable language
Summary: Vriska is throwing snowballs at people from on top of buildings.

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[equinerotica]

Equius hadn't gone out much since arriving in Adstring. There was little to see in the city besides filthy humans and inferior technology, after all. He was perfectly content to remain in the hive with Nepeta and mope most of the time, but today he'd ventured out for whatever reason, completely under-dressed for the cold. Why should he bother? He was STRONG enough to handle it, and it's not as if this... Snow... Could get up and attack him on its own, right?

So how the hell had it just gotten all in his hair? After the initial shock he scans the area for the source of the frosty violence.

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EQUIUS! Vriska has a special pile of snowballs for him and Nepeta. Gleefully, she switches over to that one, making sure to stay low enough that she can't be seen from street level.

The next few snowballs will hit him quickly, one after the other, and they'll be more loosely packed so that they'll disintegrate on impact and melt into his clothes (Juliet's idea). Some of them will also contain rocks (... Vriska's idea).

[equinerotica]

Equius is not amused. After a few more snowballs he figures out the direction he's being hit from. It's just snow, so he stands his ground and -

Ow! The hell was that?!

STRONG as he was, Equius would almost definitely have the troll equivalent of a cold later today; his already sparse outfit was getting coated in snow, and his overactive sweat glands had gone to work even in this cold! The one thing his STRENGTH could do something about, however, was the rocks. He did his best to - owch - ignore them while searching out the - ugh - source of the attacks.

He hadn't spotted Vriska specifically, yet, but he was able to yell at the roof, "You dare challenge me?! Come... Come down immediately!"

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Vriska had to clamp her hand over her mouth to keep from laughing out loud. When she had herself under control, another barrage of snowballs went over the edge at Equius.

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[she gives him a cheery wave]

Sure!

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Great! As always. This snow shit is fucking freezing but not so bad once you get used to it.

[cantevenfight]

Demyx is just aimlessly wandering around the city. He has only been here a total of a few days and it already seems like so much has happened. Even causes him to think about things a little bit.
His musing is cut short by a snowball striking Demyx right in the back of the head. As a result the nobody shrieks and does in a strange combination between shivering and flailing in panic.

"What the..." Demyx spins around on his heel and glances around - there is a slightly agitated look on his face. That snow ball might have ruined his hair, thank you very much! When he does not see anyone the blond slumps a little.

"Who did that?"

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There's the sound of a young girl laughing-- that shriek was hilarious-- before two more snowballs fly.

[cantevenfight]

Well he does not find it hilarious. Demyx dives for cover as more snow balls are being thrown at him, unfortunately not fast enough, since both of them making contact. One on his leg and the other on his arm when Demyx tried to save his face from more snowballs.

Eventually Demyx finds something to hide behind - even if it's a garbage can that he has taken to using the lid as a shield - and he shouts.

"Who ever you are! You are sooo cheating!"

As he speaks Demyx is forming a snowball of his own in his hands. Look out Vriska as soon as he knows where you are he's going to get you!

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"Who cares! Cheating's just a part of the game!"

Aaaand she keeps them coming, only stopping when she needs to make more.

[capuletnomore]

Early evening found Juliet hurrying home from the indoor marketplace, where she'd been hunting for anything that looked like food. She couldn't live on meat alone, after all. And she'd managed, with a bit of scrounging in places that she wasn't entirely comfortable being, to find a few dented cans of vegetables. At least, she hoped they were vegetables. The labels were missing.

She wasn't far from home when the snowball struck her square in the back. She squealed, feeling the wet snow, and turned, looking for signs of her assailant. Unlike other times she'd been attacked, she wasn't afraid. This was a snowball. And snowball fire could be returned. Already she was stooping to gather a little snow for her own snowball.

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Even people that Vriska liked weren't spared from her snowy reign of terror. She laughed, and fired a bunch more in Juliet's direction. "Heyyyyyyyy, Juliet!"

[capuletnomore]

She grinned, hearing her name called, and laughed in return, using her cloak to try and protect herself from the barrage of snowballs.

"Good evening, Vriska!" she shouted back, looking around the edge of her cloak. "You are having a pleasant time, I see!"

And she threw her own snowball towards the other woman.

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"I used your snowball idea and it worked great! Too bad I didn't get it on video." She's hit by Juliet's snowball, but she doesn't even care; she's already wet and freezing.

Late to the party!

[always_both_me]

Gamzee had only nearly been hit, possibly being distracted a lot and turning around, bending down to look at various stuff was the reason for that. However, he had noticed the snowballs.

"Aw shit! Shit shit shit! the motherfucking sky is falling down! Uhhhhh!!"

Sitting down and covering his head, it was only a slight freak out, but well done invisible assassin! The Clown was convinced this was some kind of doomsday.

Gamzeeeee

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Vriska found his reaction pretty damn hilarious too, but she made sure to stifle her laughter and keep herself hidden-- after all, Equius was the only person so far that she had been maliciously targeting, and she didn't want news to spread from one troll to another that she was the Mysterious Snowball Bomber.

Still crouched behind the roof ledge, she lobbed another one down at Gamzee.

:o) HoNk HoNk

[always_both_me]

Scrambling to his feet once another part of the sky fell down onto him, hiding behind a street lamp, his back facing where Vriska was lobbing the snowballs from.

This time, she actually hit him, right on a horn.

" Bawh!"

His first reaction was to freak out some more, but the Clown caught his own reflection in the ice infront of him and started to laugh.

"Well shit motherfucker, I all up and look like a motherfucking snow cone! Yea.

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Another comes flying now; she's trying to get one each horn. Though really, it's a lot harder to aim when lying down farther back from the roof's edge, so she probably won't succeed.