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RE: mitten in the stars - Melita - 05-01-2025
Perhaps it was the daring, the boldness, or the need to compensate for their continual volleys – but the Blue Team’s intrepid and audacious turn, which might’ve looked more than reckless – suddenly turned things in their favor.
Melita ’s eyes rounded as Iskra bounded towards her – because in all her ridiculous antics, she figured she’d been in the clear. She was invisible. Who would have been able to finagle her dastardly plans? She should’ve known a little better; because while the plots might have outwitted monsters, after a while, someone was bound to notice moments and mistakes. Figured it was Iskra.
So she leapt off the barricade, running and scrambling to get out of her friend’s wake, when the launch touched upon her foot. [say]“Hey!”[/say] She twisted, but not enough to actually get out of range of the impending snowball – and the Honeybee would find herself in jail (which shockingly, had never happened before but was probably about time).
Vesper, the likely culprit to punish the Abandoned for his maneuver, ended up stumbling – just off enough so the snowballs landed directly outside Iskra’s shoulder – and only then to be walloped by Amhran …and he too would find himself landed in the imprisonment.
As for the rest of the Red Team, without the ‘fearless’ leader portions, they rampaged on their own. Toby LeRone threw towards Sue Flay, but missed – and then followed the same sort of bizarre takeaway from Marsha Mellow and Brock Lee. Anita Bath was the only one to counter any offensive proceedings, launching at Sue Flay again and cackling as she was pummeled in the knee.
The Blue Team’s counter measures persisted – Amy Stake threw to Skibidiah, who was freed, and sent back to their side.
Well well well, how the tide had turned.
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[say]Some major players have been taken out!
In Jail:
Hugh Jass (Blue Team)
Melita (Red Team)
Vesper (Red Team)
Sue Flay (Blue Team)
Blue Team:
Amhran
Iskra
Skibidiah (NPC)
Amy Stake (NPC)
Hugh Jass (NPC) – jail
Sue Flay (NPC) - jail
Red Team:
Melita (jail)
Vesper (jail)
Toby LeRone (NPC)
Marsha Mellow (NPC)
Anita Bath (NPC)
Brock Lee (NPC)[/say]
RE: mitten in the stars - Iskra - 05-02-2025
The yell from Vesper caught Iskra's attention, but he couldn't do much about it. His trajectory is set and dodging them likely wouldn't be plausible based on the skills Vesper had already shown, plus doing so would mean Mel could slip away. In that moment, the idea of taking out Mel was worth the threat of his own jailing. She was a key player, but mostly he just wanted to tackle her.
Amhran's returning shout has a grin set on Iskra's face—a Mexican standoff. It gave Iskra all the freedom to leap, his hands and his snowball catching the Honeybee's boot with a flare of triumph. [say]"Got you!"[/say] he laughed at Mel, rising up and dusting the snow from him, offering her a hand to get up too and limp off to jail. He glances over to see Amhran was also successful, and he lifts a fist in victory. [say]"Hey you,"[/say] Iskra calls over to Vesper, his voice thick with smug satisfaction. [say]"You forget how to aim?"[/say]
Iskra barks out a laugh as he turns and ducks behind a tree, gathering snow into a balled shape as he's crouched. Hopefully his gloating hadn't made him too big a target for too long, but he needed to delight in both feats for a moment. The reality of their standing now hit him fully, and while the Red Team was suffering, they still had plenty of teammates free, and the last thing he needed was Mel or Vesper getting freed. So Iskra lobbed two snowballs at Brock Lee.
Iskra throws 2 snowballs at Brock Lee.
RE: mitten in the stars - Vesper - 05-02-2025
The moment the snowball hits him square in the ribs, Vesper reels back—not in pain, but in flat, theatrical disbelief. A grunt leaves him as the cold packs into his side, and he sways, hand pressed to the dramatic wound like some tragic actor struck down mid-soliloquy.
For a second, it almost looks like he might play along.
Then he exhales, long and slow, shoulders rolling back as shadows swirl tight around his boots. [say]"Absolutely not,"[/say] he mutters, more to the air than to anyone in particular. Jail is for quitters. Or for people who actually care about the rules.
The shadows surge forward like a crashing wave, scooping up a broad, icy armful of snow that curls in midair like it’s just waiting for an excuse. Vesper vanishes in a blink—one flicker of light and dark—and reappears just behind the nearest tree.
Where Iskra is crouched. Perfectly smug. Perfectly exposed.
[say]"Hey you,"[/say] Vesper says again, this time right at the back of Iskra’s ear.
The snow crashes down a heartbeat later—soaked and heavy and cold, aimed so that it would pour down the collar of Iskra’s shirt with no mercy and all the precision of a man reclaiming his dignity in the pettiest way possible.
Vesper says jail is for babies and gathers up a shadow-arm-full of snow, misty-steps behind Iskra to try and dump it directly down the back of his shirt/jacket/whatever.
RE: mitten in the stars - Amhran - 05-02-2025
If anything, Vesper's drama only serves to swell the pride further in Amhran's chest, the Raeling evidently thrilled to have been able to send one of the more troublesome contenders to jail. Only... jail doesn't seem to be what his fellow demigod has in mind, and Amhran is left blinking dumbly for a few moments as he realises that Vesper is just going to keep playing.
[say]"Hey!"[/say] he calls out, belatedly throwing himself back down behind a barricade. [say]"None of that snow counts if you're out!"[/say] That's how it works, right? Any hits made by a player illegally continuing to throw snowballs are invalid. Surely there should be a referee out here to make such unbiased decisions, in retrospect.
Unable to track where Vesper has gone, given his swathes of shadow and ability to simply disappear at will, Amhran is left trying to quickly decide who best to aim his next flurry towards. Deciding that dividing and conquering hasn't really left them any better off for the past few rounds, when he pops up again, he also launches a snowball at Brock Lee.
Amhran calls foul play! He also aims at Brock Lee.
RE: mitten in the stars - Melita - 05-02-2025
Ohhh foul play and sore losing. [say]“I’m not counting any of that,”[/say] Melita commented from the jail side, rolling her eyes. She might be a rampant shithead too, but she wasn’t going to glorify Vesper ’s antics. [say]“You keep doing that shit and you won’t be able to get back in,”[/say] she called, watching the rest of the showdown from her own pouting expanse. They could cause chaos from back here anyways, as the Honeybee contemplated using her wild magic to conjure something.
So while Iskra might have gotten snow down his clothing, it didn’t affect him much as he aimed for Brock Lee. The simultaneous plunge was an intriguing one, for as Brock wound up to take out Skibidiah (again – pummeled in the head), the attempts wouldn’t be enough to deter his own jail sentence, winding up mowed down by Iskra and Amhran simultaneously.
The Red Team’s efforts seemed a bit squandered with one going rogue and ridiculous, and the other glaring from the mock prison – though she was more than open to snagging at a snowball from her teammates. But none of them made it over – both Toby and Marsha’s going wide.
The Blue Team, however, once again carried on. While Skibidiah sauntered off to jail, Amy Stake snagged at Sue Flay, earning her place back within the fold – before immediately getting hit in the shoulder by Anita Bath.
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[say]Here we go again~
In Jail:
Hugh Jass (Blue Team)
Melita (Red Team)
Vesper (Red Team)
Amy Stake (Blue Team)
Skibidiah (Blue Team)
Brock Lee (Red Team)
Red Team:
Melita - in jail
Vesper - in jail
Toby LeRone (NPC)
Marsha Mellow (NPC)
Anita Bath (NPC)
Brock Lee (NPC) - in jail
Blue Team:
Amhran
Iskra
Skibidiah (NPC) – in jail
Amy Stake (NPC) – in jail
Hugh Jass (NPC) – in jail
Sue Flay (NPC)[/say]
RE: mitten in the stars - Iskra - 05-02-2025
He should have known Vesper was such a little twat that he couldn't admit defeat when it was handed to him. The sudden hiss in his ear has Iskra's head snapping to the side, straining to see over his shoulder, though he realizes just then that he recognizes that jeer. Then there's snow.
It's an instant bite of cold that races down his back. Iskra stiffens, as if a zipper had just shot up his spine and every fold of skin was stretched too taut to yield to movement. The frozen moment shatters with an outraged snarl as Iskra flings an elbow back, twisting with the motion to reach with his other hand for the douchebag's collar. He wants to bury him in the snow now, one solid punch at a time.
If he can't catch him, because he's a slippery little shithead, Iskra intends to find him.
Iskra has lost sight of the game and is trying to beat up Vesper
RE: mitten in the stars - Vesper - 05-03-2025
Snow crunches hard beneath his back as Iskra slams him down, and for a moment Vesper’s lungs seize with the cold, his laugh caught somewhere between breathless and wicked. But then he’s gone—using his misty-step to slip out from under the weight in a soft flicker of shadow and reappearing just behind Iskra, tall and silent and entirely too calm for someone mid-wrestle.
[say]"That all you got?"[/say] comes the low murmur, too close to his ear to be anything but deliberate.
Vesper’s arm snakes around Iskra’s middle, using his height to his advantage; not tight, just enough to pull him a hair off balance as shadows crawl up from the snow to pack a slush-ball of ice right beneath his chin, pressing slowly toward his mouth like a dare. [say]"Open up, sunshine,"[/say] he drawls, tone syrupy-sweet and twice as cruel.
And then, lower—quieter still, the barest breath of sound that coils like smoke behind Iskra’s ear: [say]"Y’know she thinks you’re pathetic, right? Only sticks around ‘cause Ludo told her to."[/say] The words are scalpel-sharp, surgically planted where he knows they’ll sting. [say]"It's pity tether, not a friendship."[/say]
Vesp uses his misty-step to get behind Iskra after he's thrown into the snow and grabs him from the back. He'll use his shadows to try and gather snow and shove it into Iskra's mouth.
RE: mitten in the stars - Amhran - 05-03-2025
Pleased to see that Vesper's illegal antics aren't going to count - not that it matters, Amhran quickly realises, based on how things are rapidly devolving into chaos and childish(?) squabbles, he's left to his own devices for this round. Feeling briefly elated that, between he and Iskra, they have managed to take out Brock Lee at last, the Raeling is left glancing between those stacked in jail and whatever the hell is going on behind the tree between his fellow teammate and the shadow-casting demigod. Nothing good, and nothing that would bring them closer to victory.
Granted, with his hands and feet long gone numb from the battle, though he does pop up again from behind his barricade to yeet! a snowball towards Anita Bath (in revenge for Amy Stake, you see), he ends up also raising his eyebrows towards Melita. [say]"I don't suppose we could arrange for terms of peaceful surrender?"[/say] he asks. [say]"I feel as if this might be a fight now."[/say] Rather than a fight pretending to be a game, which he's been well-informed is perfectly acceptable.
Amhran aims at Anita Bath and gently suggests negotiating the Blue Team's surrender, because he's cold and kinda tired.
RE: mitten in the stars - Melita - 05-03-2025
Melita probably should’ve seen all this coming. And even though there was some bout of irritation forming right along her temples, at least this still encompassed Ludo’s main goal of chaos and amusement.
Kinda.
Sighing, she shrugged her shoulders at Amhran, figuring the dodgeball portions had all but come to an end. [say]“How about I give everyone a draw?” [/say]That seemed slightly fair – given everything else going on. [say]“Sorry about the idiots,”[/say] she gestured towards Iskra and Vesper. [say]“But thanks for putting up with the game.” [/say]Then she offered her gratitude to the others who willingly participated – though most didn’t seem bothered by the stupidity.
Then she rolled her eyes, giving the boys a brief moment to either continue pummeling one another or breaking apart, clapping loudly to gain attention from the wrestling duo. [say]“All right, let’s go, pack it up. Game’s a draw. Ludo loved it, probably,”[/say] before she ramped up to go drag Iskra back to wherever they were headed next – not a clue on what had caused the upheaval.
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Well, thanks for honoring Ludo with dodgeball and fistfights!
[FIN]