Snow Day!

[philanthroper]

WHO: Everyone!
WHAT: Blizzard of 195X! Snow Day!
WHERE: John Doe Park (primary), Rec Center Ice Rink (secondary) & Makeout Point (secondary)
WHEN: December 6th, 9AM - ??
WARNING(S): Yellow snow, "special" surprises in snowballs, white-washes

ALSO: We're going to try something a little bit different from normal big event logs as far as organization of

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[silvergoldengun]

[ Basco was already involved in the snowball fight, though he didn't know how it had happened. The ball that hit his neck, however, hadn't come from where most people were. He wipe away the snow that got inside his coat and head towards where he feel a presence. ]

I can feel you're there, Abel-chan~

[ There is a genuine smile in his voice, and across his face, as well. It's been a while since he enjoyed himself this much with such an.. well, innocent might not be the correct word for it? But this sort of just having fun with others sort of innocent fun. ]

What are you doing hiding for?

[custodismundi]

There's nobody here! Clearly your senses are misleading, Mr. Basco!

[despite the fact he just... answered you and all. he's hiding behind the tree like a kid who's unaware his feet are sticking out or something of the like. HE TOTALLY ISN'T PACKING ANOTHER SNOWBALL NO NOT THIS GUY...]

[silvergoldengun]

[ He laughs, amused. ]

Of course, of course, how silly of me. It should be nothing surprising with talking trees at this place at all.

[ He pats the tree, pretending not to see that Abel is just on the other side of it. ]

[custodismundi]

[ohohohoho... now that he's lured in his prey (...), it's time to go in for the kill!

he pops rather DRAMATICALLY out from behind the tree, tossing the snowball at Basco and making a run for it to scoop up some more as he goes, trying not to trip in the slush in the process.]

HAha! Come on, Mr. Basco, is that all you've got?!

[silvergoldengun]

[ He can barely stop himself from laughing at Abel's antics, and he slip out of the snowballs way. He scoop up snow, pressing it into a ball and throws it at Abel.

He slide through the snow, making another ball and throwing. ]

Is that a challenge, Abel-chan?!

[custodismundi]

Maybe it is! Are you up for it, or are you going to surrender?!

[he gives an indignant noise as he's hit with the snowball, but it doesn't halt him in the least as he finished cooking this one up next -- letting it fly! ...damnit it's wide HE WILL GET YOU NEXT TIME just you wait!!]