[identity profile] badasscopters.livejournal.com 2011-12-05 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
How bittersweet.

Snow is Goose's favorite thing, but the cold it brings with it is his least favorite thing.

He wanted to say he was perfectly content, but nope, he was sitting on a nearby bench with a thick, weighted blanket draped over his person. Someone's a little chilly.
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[identity profile] staygold-wario.livejournal.com 2011-12-05 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
Wario liked the snow. You know why? Because he could pelt people with snowballs.

So, when he was outside, he saw Goose sitting on a bench, easily identifiable by his very tall hair. Fortunately, Wario was behind the bench, hiding behind a conveniently-located tree.

So, he picked up a snowball and threw it, aiming right at the back of Goose's head.

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[identity profile] surpass.livejournal.com 2011-12-05 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
The snow is almost enough to take N away from his worries. Almost.

Ever since Mac had been landed in the hospital, his mind has been flip-flopping about with fear. He looked terrible when he saw him. What if he couldn't recover? What if the man came after him again? What if the man... went after someone else? What if? What if?

All of that 'what if' erase themselves from his mind once he sees the snowfall. Childishly giddy all of a sudden, he immediately plants himself under a tree and begins to make a snowman.

[identity profile] drawin-on-trees.livejournal.com 2011-12-06 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
And then Skull Kid pelted N with a snowball and ran away giggling.

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[identity profile] tribulune.livejournal.com 2011-12-05 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
Eerily, a man with long blond hair sits by a nearby, leafless tree, his flute missing from his person, or rather, hiding in his clothing. No sweet tunes play. No beautiful sounds come. It's all... silent.

Most associate snow with silence, but Waka relates it to something completely different.

This is one of his first snowfalls since reboarding the Ark of Yamato, and this time, it is under a much sweeter atmosphere. This makes him definitely glad. While the memories of the past haunt him to this day, they didn't make him too upset. Rather, they just mellow him out a little more.

They also make him stare up at the sky, snowflakes falling on his cheeks as he remains lost in thought.

It looks kind of silly.

[identity profile] drawin-on-trees.livejournal.com 2011-12-06 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
And then Skull Kid pelted Waka with a snowball and ran away giggling.

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[identity profile] purrsuit.livejournal.com 2011-12-05 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
Something is a little different about this Smash Brother sitting on his knees in the snow. Something... quite different.

For one, he certainly looks very young for being, technically, a part of the staff. He only really looks to be a teenager, or in cat years, just a young kitten. Why is that? Who even knows. Not only that, but that tail? Completely real.

It is laying flat against the snow, tip raised slightly as he curiously swishes his now-human hand through the blanket of ice.

Sissel decides that he kind of likes this, although the human body did feel more... bare than what he's used to. This holds especially true in the cold, but it is something he can tolerate for an enjoyable rump around.

Maybe he'd even make snowcats. Ha... ha...

[identity profile] drawin-on-trees.livejournal.com 2011-12-06 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
And then Skull Kid pelted Sissel with a snowball and ran away giggling.

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[identity profile] sunfurry.livejournal.com 2011-12-05 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
Amaterasu then interrupted Essay's string of characters. This is a placeholder.

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[identity profile] metal-feathers.livejournal.com 2011-12-05 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
GAAAAASSSSSSP.

Skarmory looked outside the window to see ALL THE WHITE. What is is?? It looked so cool! And stuff from falling from the sky and adding more to it!!

Skarmory pressed his nose on the glass...Brrrr, it was cold! He quickly moved his face away and wrinkled his nose from the temperature change.

He had to know what this stuff was.

"MOMMY, MOMMY! What's that white stuff outside?"
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[personal profile] thewunderkind 2011-12-05 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
"That's snow!" she explains peeking right behind him. "Did you know that each snow flake has six si--"

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[identity profile] thefrankhunter.livejournal.com 2011-12-05 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
Fox was casually strolling in the snow... when he slipped on some ice. And fell. On his bottom.

He muttered something and sighed.

[identity profile] greatmousethief.livejournal.com 2011-12-05 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
Daroach might have had similar problems, if he walked instead of floated. He'd seen the young(?) man fall, and went to offer a paw to help him up.

"Can't be too careful, eh?"

[identity profile] punchtheflute.livejournal.com 2011-12-05 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
There's a funny looking mound of snow on the edge of the quad. It was one GIANT mound of snow that sounded like it was snoring.

Do you care to approach?

[identity profile] violetcandypop.livejournal.com 2011-12-05 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
What's that sound? Snow crunching under little, but heavy feet. Slowly at first. But as it gets closer, those little feet are moving faster. It's apparent, at some point, that someone is running towards that giant mound of snow.

"WAUGH-" Ai shouted as the mound of snow she jumped into was not as deep as she had assumed. What she landed on, though, wasn't solid ground. It was. Squishy.

[identity profile] miss-dreavus.livejournal.com 2011-12-05 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
One of the perks of being dead was being unable to feel the cold anymore. Blacky didn't have to worry about a jacket or boots, which was nice for saving money, not that she really had anything she needed to save it for.

Whatever. At least her bare feet made cute little prints in the snow.
thedesertrose: ([smiles] those lips are a dangerous pois)

[personal profile] thedesertrose 2011-12-06 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
There was a pretty girl in the snow. There was a pretty barefooted girl in the snow. And suddenly Nabooru didn't feel completely terrible wearing her 'next to nothing' garb.

"Oh, look at that. You stand out quite a bit, don't you?" the Gerudo commented as she followed after her slowly, trying to make her shoe prints match Blacky's. "A bit of beauty in a season where things aren't very pretty."

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[identity profile] blondprodigy.livejournal.com 2011-12-05 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
The first snowfall always seemed to be like a special event, one Jeff never really got to experience in a homeland that was snowy-year round. It was nice to see everyone out and about at once, though. It gave him more targets for snowballs.

[identity profile] oso-tigre.livejournal.com 2011-12-06 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey, Jeff, watch out for that snowball!"

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[identity profile] hunter-ghor.livejournal.com 2011-12-05 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, not this stuff again! At least it didn't catch Ghor by surprise this time. That didn't stop him from melting a little path for himself wherever he went. Wouldn't it be disastrous if this huge heavy robot slipped and fell on someone? It sure would.

[identity profile] drawin-on-trees.livejournal.com 2011-12-06 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
And then Skull Kid pelted Ghor with a snowball and ran away giggling.

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[identity profile] overtimemode.livejournal.com 2011-12-05 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh god, Christmas."

Of course it wasn't that time yet, but the first snowfall always meant it wasn't far behind. Frank chose to stay indoors, watching the fun and games and presumably chaos from where it was nice and warm: the windows in the hallways.

[identity profile] drawin-on-trees.livejournal.com 2011-12-06 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
And then Skull Kid pelted the closest window with a snowball and ran away giggling.

[identity profile] pinkgingham.livejournal.com 2011-12-05 05:38 am (UTC)(link)
Sable had always loved snow, so when she finally noticed the snow falling from outside, she had to take a break from one of her many sewing projects right this instant. So here she was, outside with a thick jacket and a thermos filled with decaf coffee, wandering around the campus and taking in the atmosphere happily.

[identity profile] drawin-on-trees.livejournal.com 2011-12-06 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
And then Skull Kid pelted Sable with a snowball and ran away giggling.

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[identity profile] electriccharge.livejournal.com 2011-12-05 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
"It's snowing!! Wheeee!"

In a fit of excitement, Watt flew right out the door and into the cold. It was finally snowing, and that meant she could do things like make a snow fort or snow angels, after so long! But what was she going to do first?

After a little thought, she decided to build a snowman, so she went right to work, packing as much snow as she can. She was determined to make it the biggest snowman ever!

[identity profile] drawin-on-trees.livejournal.com 2011-12-06 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
And then Skull Kid pelted Watt with a snowball and ran away giggling.

[identity profile] aestheticemblem.livejournal.com 2011-12-05 06:30 am (UTC)(link)
marth was building like the sweetest snow fort it was hella sweet

you think you know how sweet it is, but you don't, it's sweeter than sweet

you don't even

so sweet you guys

it was actually made from snow sugar


[Courtesy of Toni and Bret. ♥]
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[personal profile] gricklegrass 2011-12-05 06:31 am (UTC)(link)
celebi licked it

and

her tongue got stuck

dang

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[personal profile] thedesertrose 2011-12-05 07:19 am (UTC)(link)
She hated the snow. She really, really hated it. But she had promised Ai that she'd come watch whatever was being made. Which was exactly why she was outside.

Arms folded tightly over her chest, Nabooru stood with a posture as rigid and straight, as though she was being reprimanded. Because apparently even after the first year, she hadn't learned not to wear Gerudo garb out in the snow.

Prideful creature, indeed. And if she wasn't careful, that pride was going to get her killed.
shiminon: (let me just tie this up >:[)

[personal profile] shiminon 2011-12-05 07:34 am (UTC)(link)
NOPE whatever it was she was about to do, Shinon was out to ruin it by striking up a conversation with her. He didn't care about the weather much, nor did he care much for it, but he had the appropriate outfit on to match the weather. It was lucky that he'd been to Daein and understood the necessity of dressing so warm, because he was perfectly prepared for snow and cold weather. That also pretty much explains why he was outside as well: Shinon's routine would not be interrupted by a little bit of snow, and going outside was part of his usual day, no matter the reason.

But let's move on to the part where dialogue and character movement is actually involved. Shinon's attention had been dragged away from his intention to go into the forest as he noticed a poorly dressed Nabooru not terribly far away. He hadn't gotten the opportunity to talk to her since going to the bar, actually... And in retrospect, he recalled that he had sort of ticked her off a little. It was probably right to apologize, because he probably wasn't helping her much back then.

The archer changed his path and his pace sped up to greet Nabooru. Once he got closer, he skipped over the "greeting" part and said directly, "What's with you? It's below freezing, and you're out here wearing that?" He shook his head. "You're out of your mind."

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[identity profile] readuringbattle.livejournal.com 2011-12-05 08:10 am (UTC)(link)
{{ooc: Canas is mostly only available doing what he's doing below at night. If you want to interact with him as though it is day, please specify in the comments and you can just imagine he is walking through the snow and not being ~*~magic~*~.}}

It was a strange thought, he supposed... And there wasn't nearly enough snow here for him to adequately practice such a talent... But the shaman could not help but wonder if it were possible to freeze the progression of a terrible storm. His homeland was notorious for being harshly affected by blizzards - it was accepted that there was nothing that could be done about its ferocity, and its citizens just prepared in whatever way they could.

But had anyone ever thought to battle the blizzards? With the power of magic, Canas felt it was a possibility. He felt he could do it. He had to start somewhere, though, and lighter snowfall than what he was used to would do.

Of course, it was night, so the snow was picking up drastically in comparison to the daily snowfall of FDC. But the druid felt it was the perfect conditions to practice some good ol' magic, and he had all sorts of references at his disposal. Predictably... he was mostly just standing in the cold with his nose in a book, the hood of his robes shielding the pages of the tome.

NO CANAS

NO

[identity profile] drawin-on-trees.livejournal.com 2011-12-06 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
And then Skull Kid woke up, got out of bed, got dressed, went outside, pelted Canas with a snowball, and ran away giggling back to bed.
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[identity profile] staygold-wario.livejournal.com 2011-12-05 07:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Wario loved this snow. Oh yes he did. He was going to hide and pelt people with snowballs as they walked by. Or he was going to sit on a nearby bench with a giant mug of hot chocolate.

So, will your character be the victim of Wario's snowball frenzy, or will your character come up and bother Wario?

MAKE YOUR CHOICE.

[identity profile] drawin-on-trees.livejournal.com 2011-12-06 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
And then Skull Kid bothered Wario with a snowball to the head and ran away giggling.
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[identity profile] imwrightalways.livejournal.com 2011-12-05 07:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Phoenix enjoyed the snow somewhat, but it reminded him of the Elise Deauxnim case he recently had to deal with. However, he tried to put that out of his mind and just enjoy the scenery, with the beautiful pine trees covered in white, and the snowflakes blanketing the area.

He still had a lot on his mind, though, with the mystery murderer still out and about. He had to find out more about the case... He had to find the killer and put a stop to this madness before more people were hurt.

So, one may find Phoenix out and about, strolling between buildings, or sitting on a bench contemplating things. He is dressed appropriately for the weather, with a scarf, jacket, boots, and earmuffs.

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And then Skull Kid pelted Phoenix with a snowball and ran away giggling.
ext_988024: (Yow.)

[identity profile] dothelokomotion.livejournal.com 2011-12-05 07:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Byrne was neutral about the snow. He didn't like it or dislike it; it was just there. The only annoying thing was that he had to add another layer to his clothing, although it wasn't completely necessary. He could do without the jacket if he had to.

His scarf he always wore was convenient, shielding the lower half of his face from the cold.

He did have to admit that seeing the campus blanketed in snow was a beautiful sight, but he wasn't one to stop and admire.

So, if you see Byrne, he's probably on his way to do some training or whatnot. Will you approach him?
thedesertrose: ([mischievous] the queen of deception)

[personal profile] thedesertrose 2011-12-06 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
Of course Nabooru would because she was entirely a glutton for pain.

Actually, the plan was going to be completely different this time. She had followed him quietly, trailed after him, spied on him, and would have eavesdropped if he'd been making conversation. She was good at trailing people, even more so when she did it as to not get caught. And the academy was filled with various obstacles for her to hide behind, or under, or in - depending on the subject matter. She thought she had it pretty good, actually.

But it was cold. She still hadn't ignored that and never mind the consequences, she was still dressed like she thought she ought to have been.

Somewhere along the lines, she'd made a snowball. Just one to start and she'd been carrying it to the point where her right hand lost all feeling and required moments of her blowing onto it to warm it back up. I hate winter so damn much. And she spent the longest time looking at Byrne's backside before she decided it was the opportune moment. Hopefully the snowball aimed at his rear wasn't going to miss its mark.

After all, throwing a snowball wasn't quite like shooting arrows.

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[identity profile] 2x4-of-justice.livejournal.com 2011-12-06 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
Flint was shoveling the sidewalks and tossing salt on the stairs.

:|

Yeah he was pretty much the only one not having fun.

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And then Skull Kid pelted Flint with a snowball and ran away giggling.

[identity profile] lovely-wind.livejournal.com 2011-12-06 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, how lovely~!" Flurrie exclaimed to no one in particular. "I do so love the first snowfall of the season!"

She was, of course, enjoying the snow from under a parasol so not to mess up her hair. Despite being basically a cloud, she was still wrapped up in a fancy coat with matching gloves and a scarf.

[identity profile] drawin-on-trees.livejournal.com 2011-12-06 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
And then Skull Kid pelted Flurrie with a snowball and ran away giggling.

OPERATION: AIGLOO.

[identity profile] violetcandypop.livejournal.com 2011-12-06 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
First, Ai toed a large circle in the snow, in an area of the quad that had not yet been trampled by any feet. This is where Ai would build her igloo.

She started later in the morning, although ideally she knew she should have started earlier. The next step, after marking where she would start her walls, was to make them. Ai began by building a nice sized block of snow, and then plopping it near where the entrance would be. This was going to be a lot more difficult than the little Pikmin girl had anticipated. Building miniature igloos in Olimar's garden was a lot easier than this. But Ai didn't give up.

After an hour, Ai had managed a somewhat lopsided first row of snow blocks. A few more hours, and Ai was trying to wrap her head around how she could possibly put the final snow brick in. She climbed inside the igloo and built a final brick and lift it into place. Finally, she went back outside and sealed any cracks with extra snow. It wasn't the greatest (or most stable-looking) igloo in the world, but Ai was quite proud of herself.

Now she just had to go and find Nabooru...
thedesertrose: ([ambitious] in the direction of dawn)

[personal profile] thedesertrose 2011-12-06 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
Fortunately, Nabooru was happening along. She'd sort of been all over the place, honestly. Talking to various people. Trying to avoid various things. Stirring up various conflicts. And so on and so forth. She'd spent so long outside thus far in her search for Ai that she'd pretty much forgotten how cold it was. Or perhaps it was more accurate to say that her body had forgotten to register temperature, which probably meant she was going to freeze to death - or she was more resilient than she'd anticipated.

Ai's igloo was... something else. Nabooru didn't actually know what an igloo was and the first thing she thought of was a house. But it looked a little too odd to be anything like that. Odd, a little cute, and... completely and utterly foreign. But maybe what made it so cute was Ai standing next to it. She raised an eyebrow and stopped by the Pikmin girl in all of her glory. A hand lowered and settled fingertips into purple hair.

"So is this your pride and joy?" she asked as she looked over the igloo thoughtfully.

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[identity profile] sunfurror.livejournal.com 2011-12-06 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
Hop...hop...hop...hop...flomph

Tiny little legs are not ideal for snow travel but, like a host of non-god animals before him, Chibi has found that he can make good time by jumping through the snow rather then walking.

This is the first time that Chibi has ever seen snow. And it's the most fun he's had with weather since he got to jam with the Thunders!

And like all snow-hopping animals before him, he has to discover at least one snow bank that is way deeper then he judged it to be. He flops right into it, snow covering his little head. It only takes him a few seconds to wriggle out, on his back with snowballs clinging to his fur.

Whatever quiet is left in the cold air what with everyone playing is shattered by happy yips and excited barking. Chibi is just having the time of his life.
twilightprincess: ([Girl] Hee hee!)

[personal profile] twilightprincess 2011-12-06 09:02 am (UTC)(link)
Naturally, the yips and yaps of a puppy dog were like a super powerful magnet. It wasn't long before a very tall and blue lady showed up amongst the banks of snow, looking around for something very specific.

It was the puppy. The puppy was you.

"Hee hee hee...!"

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[identity profile] greatmousethief.livejournal.com 2011-12-06 06:48 am (UTC)(link)
Unlike Nabooru, Daroach was not fond of the heat of summer, and he appreciated the snowfall. After all, mice had natural fur coats.

He floated about the grounds, occasionally using the Tri-Star Cane to melt particularly large snowbanks. Those could be dangerous to others.

Care to approach him?

And then Skull Kid pelted Daroach with a snowball and ran away giggling. TAKE THAT, GROOVE.

can you tell i have no clue how snow works

[identity profile] warpstar-rider.livejournal.com 2011-12-06 09:22 am (UTC)(link)
And then there was a certain pink ball wandering around the place as well. He was looking for a perfect place to make a snow angel...

And then one of the large snowbanks that Daroach had melted slid and fell over onto Kirby.

"P-poyo!"

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