can't complain about much these days, I believe we'll be okay.

[powerofmabel]

Who: EVERYBODY
Where: Outside the resort
When: For the first couple of days of the event
Rating: PG for "pure goodness" and probably people being salty about being pelted with snow.
Summary: SNOWBALL FIGHT MINGLE LOG
The Story:


It doesn’t take long before the resort’s grounds gain (1) snow fort, large enough to be noticed, which is sort of the point. Planted in the snow outside of it is a pole with a blanket tied to the top, waving in the wind as a makeshift flag. All of this seems fairly innocuous until you venture close enough to investigate.

Or walk by it within a certain range.

And then- oh yes then- you’re going to get pelted with snowballs.

From her position atop the highest point on the fort, Mabel Pines, herself, is packing another snowball to prepare it for tossing. “You have two choices, knaves! Defect to Fort Pines or face us in armed combat to the death!”

As Mabel packs her snowballs, Dipper's standing next to her with an armful of his own, holding one up ready to throw. "Better choose quickly!"

The fight is on.



[ooc: THIS IS AN OPEN MINGLE LOG. Feel free to post top levels at your leisure. The starter text here is to give you an idea of how to get your characters involved, because the Pines Twins WILL be pelting everyone with snow to get them to have fun. MAKE TEAMS. THROW SNOW. HAVE FUN.]

Comments

[cisskabob]

[Cissie gives him another knowing smile.]

Hey. I've heard about Gotham cops. Even if I wasn't friends with a native Gothamite, I've heard about Gotham. [She lobs off another snowball, expression turning serious.] I'm sorry, though. That sucks--when you want to help people, but you can't, for one reason or another.

[It's something she's very familiar with, although her own limits are self-imposed.]

[oversight]

It's good luck opportunities are 'round every corner, at least. Maybe here more'n where I was, if things are gonna get as crazy as people're sayin'.

[ He'll do his part. Does he think about going home? Of course. But if he's here, he's here in service of others. That's just the natural part of John Blake that can't be denied no matter where he's located. ]

Head's up—

[ A warning now that she's been suitably distracted, followed by another pre-formed snowball tossed into the air for her to catch and use at her leisure. ]

[cisskabob]

[Cissie ducks and catches the snowball he throws her, but she doesn't quite manage to miss getting hit. She gives a little shriek at the snow going down her neck, but she's laughing when she hurls the snowball back in the direction she was hit, this time not really bothering to aim or even look for a mark. She gives John a shrug and a smile after.]

Thanks. I guess there's always something to do. I'm still kind of... trying to figure out my place here, you know? How I can help, when the crap hits the fan. Besides just looking out for me and my friends.

[oversight]

[ He seems to be done with the snowballs for a moment, his hands digging into the warm depths of his coat pockets. ]

Tim's one of those friends, right? Tim Drake?

[ She had mentioned him the first time they'd talked. No last name, but considering he'd talked to Drake later that same day, it's a bit too much of a coincidence to think there might be more than one Tim from Gotham hanging around Wonderland. ]

[cisskabob]

[Cissie brightens a bit, nodding. She's not surprised that Tim and John have met, even removing the common thread of Gotham from the equation.]

Yeah, that's him. I take it you've met?

[oversight]

Yeah, was a real help my first day. Not gonna say it wasn't a bit weird — 'parently we're from the same city, not the same universe — but there's somethin' practical 'bout his views of this place that made me feel a lot less screwed up over it, if you know what I mean.

[ He shrugs and steps a few feet to the side of the battle, trying to effectively remove himself from it. ]

Seems like you're pretty lucky to have a friend like that.