[Open] The Great Curti Center Snowball War

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Who: Open to all!
When: December 23rd, just after sundown
Where: The Park in front of Curti Center
What: Serge, in spite of all better judgements, has gleefully vandalized a public park.
Warnings/Notes: Snow, snowmen, snowballs, snowball fights, general chaos, holiday cheer, and messing about.


It’s a curious scene that greets the eye, as one looks out at the park. Seemingly out of nowhere, a small force of moogles and mages invade the open space, apparently working to transform a snow-free and relatively tidy public park into a scene of chaos. In the space of a few short minutes, the park is the target of a heavy and extremely localized snowstorm, rapidly transforming the grassy landscape into a winter wonderland. Tables are set out, steaming pots of coffee and hot chocolate, vast bowls of eggnog and piles of cookies, all provided, a stereo set up to blast holiday music-

And then all hell breaks loose. As people start to stream in, fortifications are built, snowmen constructed, sleds brought out, the relatively calm scenery of the Center turned into a world of chaos, snow, and general merrymaking.

And at the center of it all is a blue-haired boy, grinning like a maniac at the havoc he’s unleashed.

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A Frozen Free-for-All

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Most of the park is occupied by a no-man’s land of people of various ages running back and forth, engaged in the process of attempting to cover as much of their friends’ bodies in snow and slush as is physically possible, without themselves being so covered. Already, various children have reacted to the presence of snow as children tend to do- by going hog-wild and chucking it everywhere. A fair few adults seem to have gotten involved, as well. It’s probably technically illegal to be having this much fun in a public place.

[legalcy]

There's always one person who is out to police fun, and that person's name is Minimus Ambus. A loud scream of delight was heard through the open window of the office he was occupying at the moment in his review of the Templar Code, and a quick survey of the scene provided enough information that there was no thought put into safety measures. Where were the healers on stand-by? Why was this fight taking place so close to public walkways?

Something has to be done.

In the middle of the battle, the short Cybertronian stalked to the nearest participant, frowning as he typically does.

"What is the meaning of this?"

[peace_through_empathy]

Before the participant answers, a snowball arcs towards the air...right into the back of Minimus' head.

Megatron casually throws a second ball up into the air, and catches it. "I do believe it's a game, Minimus." He says with a smirk. "For having fun." He places juuuuust enough emphasis on the dreaded F-word for Minimus to notice.

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Serge is beaming. "Hi Minimus! Who's your friend? And it's juuuust a little bit of technically-not-against-the-rules organized chaos~ I saw we weren't getting any snow for Starlight and a buddy of mine's a Black Mage and figured out a trick, so I made a few calls and here we are. A proper white Starlight, complete with snow war!"

The moogle fluttering at his side snickers. "I guess you could say there's snow rule against it?"

Serge groans. "Mochi..."