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[smithandwesson]

Who: Genjo Sanzo (smithandwesson), Mipha (fisherwife), Sion Astal (sunderings), Yusei Fudo (planetary_bonds)
What: Overflow to the Holiday Mini-Event!
When: Dec 12th - Dec. 19th
Where: Murkwell Hollows & The Grand Hall at the South Outpost
Warning(s): No warnings save for Sanzos usual use of language and violence

Comments

[planetary_bonds]

[Okay fine. He'll smile a little if you're trying not to.]

I'd say it's about as likely as you willingly wearing that.

[smithandwesson]

... Yeah I thought as much.

[Huff. How do weird things like this keep happening to him? Is he just cursed to encounter abnormal situations all throughout his life?]

Well. If we're stuck like this we might as well make the most of it. You want anything to eat brat?

[planetary_bonds]

[Yusei looks like he's about to shrug, then apparently thinks better of it when faced with the possibility of such an action bringing about more obnoxious chiming. Why did some of those bells have to be so close to his ears...?]

...Might as well. [He's here, and stuck in this, so he should at least take advantage of the free food.]

[smithandwesson]

[Any future chiming will happily be ignored as long as you ignore the bells around his neck. Okay? Okay.]

Good. Come on.

[And with that he proudly turns around as if what he's stuck in is totally normal and what the fuck are all you punks staring at?

In fact, he'll gladly stare down anyone who so much as looks at him funny with the sternest of death glares as he walked up to the buffet table.]

Here.

[Take your damn plate Yusei.i]

Well eat and then we'll look for a change of clothes.

[planetary_bonds]

[Fair enough.]

Thanks.

[He almost feels bad eating with the pristine white gloves that this suit forced on him, but then again, Sanzo's literally in a reindeer suit. Can he even hold his plate with those hoof-like arms...?]

Well...somebody must be enjoying the results of this, I suppose. [Christmas cheer at its finest, huh?]

[smithandwesson]

I will kill them once I find out whoever's responsible.

[He says that so casually. All the while trying to balance his plate and gathering his own food with those stupid fake hoof-hands.]

This world has a serious issue with lack of consent in regards to what havoc they throw people into and I am not afraid to be the one to show them the repercussions of it.

[He's had enough of your trickery El Nyssa! Huff.]

[planetary_bonds]

Sanzo.

[Somehow, that single neutral-sounding word manages to encompass his entire thoughts on that idea, which is something like do not do that Sanzo you know damn well that's too much for an idle prank like this.]

[smithandwesson]

Hmph.

[Excuse you, his dignity is as stake here.

Instead he'll just turn away and try to find an open table to sit at and eat his food.]

Over here.

[Oh hey, there seems to be an open seat over there, right by that large pile of... glitter.]

...............

[Hmm. Maybe they should sit somewhere else.]

[planetary_bonds]

[...Wow. That sure is a lot of glitter that apparently missed someone. Huh.]

...

How much of this stuff did they make...?

[smithandwesson]

Too much, obviously.

[Why did this whole sight only aggravate him all the more? What was the purpose of all this stupidity?

He is literally face-palming right now.]

Come on. Lets not waste our time dealing with this idiocy.

[Stop staring and move on Yusei. Surely hovering around the stuff will only cause more trouble.]

[planetary_bonds]

[Nah, Yusei's got an idea. He might still be a bit of a daredevil.]

Mn...do you think it's still good after it's fallen down like this?

[Yusei. What are you getting at.]

[smithandwesson]

Knowing how my lucks been, most likely.

[AKA come on brat, quit your dawdling and lets keep moving. Last thing he wants to do is end up in another weird situation.]

[planetary_bonds]

Hm.

[But Sanzo, what if you had control over the weird situation?]

Maybe we can use it against them...?

[smithandwesson]

... And who would we be using it against exactly?

[Sanzo is deadpan staring you so much Yusei. What the heck are planning kiddo?]

[planetary_bonds]

...The person who orchestrated this?

[A bit of petty getting back at them, as it were.]

[smithandwesson]

Oh? You suddenly know who that is now?

[Because if hats the case he would certainly like for you to tell him.]

[planetary_bonds]

...Not yet.

[He'd like to figure that out though. It's always Yusei's habit to try and think several steps ahead, so he can't help but want to use the opportunity they've been given.

It's just wishful thinking in the end, and his resigned tone admits that.]

[smithandwesson]

And where the hell are we going to put all of this until you find out?

[Because, no lie, he's hella interested in figuring out how you're going to transport and store this glittery abomination until you figure out who you're targeting.

Also, this sounds like a great way to see Yusei end up in some hilarious situation.

(You know, more hilarious even then them standing around there in their current ridiculous getups.)]