faderift | the kids'll blow dandelion fuzz

WHO: The Righteous Snow Teams & anyone who wants to watch (and laugh, and judge.)
WHAT: A GIANT SNOW FIGHT.
WHEN: 13th July or whatever the IC equivalent is.
WHERE: In the valley near Skyhold.
NOTES: ooc post 1 and also ooc post 2. The snow fight itself is closed to those that signed up, but the observation/chilling afterwards stuff is open. No warnings to add here, please put any that come up in the subject lines!

Also we have room for one more last minute sign up!

Wrap up warm! It probably goes without saying that certain medical personnel will be less than sympathetic to those who come to them with colds after this.

The valley near Skyhold has never really completely defrosted, given how high up they are in the Frostbacks, and Adelaide's students have found themselves working with an environment very receptive to the reintroduction of cold, even in the summer months.

The battle field is impressive. Each of the six teams has their own fortress, forming a rough circle on a thick blanket of snow. Each fort has one flag flapping over all others, the only one each has that cannot be stolen (or, at least, would be very challenging.) Their other seven flags are considerably smaller, and where they are depends entirely on how the team opts to defend them. The vast majority of the snow is white, but there are generous patches within and around each fort that matches that Team Fort's colour. Each fort is a little different, but comes with a catapult build inside it, and scattered around the field are large snow drifts, some battering rams, and a trebuchet. (No trebearchet, sadly. We can always dream.)

Every team member is given a sash of their team colour, and a round wooden shield that is so padded that hurting someone with it would actually be quite an accomplishment.

Far enough away to be spared the fighting, but not to entirely escape the chill that has been renewed in the valley, are some benches. There is warm cider and some food being served, and people are welcome to come and watch (and laugh, and judge) and/or hang out with the noble warriors once the fight has wound down.

Recap of OOC & IC Info;

ADELAIDE	BLACKWALL	CASSANDRA	MERRILL	NORRINGTON	OBI-WAN
violet	apricot	seafoam	raspberry	goldenrod	periwinkle

Andra	Zevran	Eirlys	Sabine	Sadira	Vasran
Alistair	Samouel	Church	Ruby	Clarke	Anders
Cosima	Rydia	Korrin	Martel	Mal	Aleron
Daenerys	Cullen	Sherlock	Ciri	Hermione	Ingrid
Bellamy	Kas	Aveline	Bruce	Taashath	Katniss
Pel	Ellana	Velanna	Lexa	Cyril	Merrick
Anakin	Jeannot	Emma	-	Val	Kirk

Plus Teren as a wildcard and liferiner. No other wildcards on the field!

IC-ish RULES AND STUFF.
1. NO WEAPONS, NO MAGIC.
Assume there is unlimited snow - some dyed to match team colours - so there are snowballs galore! Every person also gets an extremely well padded round shield as a chance to defend themselves. Don't use the shield as a weapon, pls and ty.

2. FLAAAAGS.
Each team gets seven flags that match their team colour. The IC goal is to capture as many flags as you can, but OOCly this is flexible and timey wimey and you don't need to worry about keeping track of flags bc who has time for that?

3. NO VIOLENCE.
Or, more accurately, no going out there to hurt people - it is a snow fight and there is siege equipment, let's not kid ourselves. That said; no tackling anyone smoller than you. If you hurt someone, apologise and don't be an ass. Don't make an NPC referee come after you.

4. BASICALLY JUST HAVE FUN.
Characters can't be eliminated unless they're being a big jerk, but no one wants that to happen because friendship is magic, or something. If it's fun and its awesome then odds are it's totally fine, unless it'd put a character in danger.

There will be an IC prize for winning, which will be ICly due to happen after Orlais since that opens up so soon after the snow fight.

A quick recap on how the winners will be determined OOCly - in three weeks time I will do a tally of points based on comment count and tagging around done per team. Three weeks will hopefully allow everyone a chance to dive in even if unexpected RL things happen, as they are wont to do, and not put on too much pressure with the Orlais plots opening up.

How to get points:
1. Open starters! Every team will get 2 points per team member that posts an open starter.

2. Tag around! Every team will get 2 points every time a team member tags a new person. (If character A tags characters B, C & D they will get 6 points total for tagging around - three different threads with character A and character B would still only result in 2 points.)

3. Keep threads going, hop around and have fun! Every comment by a team member will be worth 1 point. (Multi-comment responses ie. one tag split over two or more comments will still only count for 1 point.)

4. Be hilarious, do something awesome, idk persuade me that something is worth an extra point. NO SERIOUSLY, TELL ME I love excuses to reward people for puns and/or being absurd.

5. IC rule breaking may result in points being taken away because how rude.

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Hermione's finally managed to capture someone's flag, and is running like mad back to the relative safety of her own team's fort. There's just one problem. She gets intercepted.

Just... not on purpose.

After taking a moment to look back, she feels the heavy impact of a body much larger than hers, and she's ready to call foul as she hits the ground. But she's only dazed for a few moments before realizing that it had likely been an accident, and recognizing the person as Church, and seeing that he has a flag of his own. One that doesn't match the color of his sash. Or hers.

... well. Nothing in the rules says she has to physically take a flag from someone's fort.

Counting on him still being a bit shaky from the impact (and maybe she's still a bit shaky herself, which accounts for Hermione Granger actually trying something underhanded), Hermione moves to pluck the flag from his hand, making a mad dash for her team's fort.

What is it with these small women tackling him?? Oh wait this one wasn't on purpose, and he totally is also at fault for not looking out where he's going. There are snowballs flying everywhere! He's gotta protect himself okay.

Okay. So. Once he's got his face out of the snow, which is cold as hell, his flag is out of his hand and "Hey!"

That little b...witch! He scrambles after her. "C'mon, you've got your own!" His legs are longer, but she's probably got agility. They're both hampered by snow and unfamiliar terrain. Church scoops up a handful of at this point starting to be rainbow snow as he goes, packing it and tossing it. It doesn't get her, but it does soar over her head and smack not a few feet in front of her. "I will trade you, I don't even care!"

Given that she doesn't have the incentive of knowing that she'll be killed if she's caught, Hermione isn't quite as agile as she could be, but she does bank on Church having a harder time around obstacles than she would. So she weaves a bit through the snow, knowing that he'd easily overtake her if she tries making a beeline straight for her fort.

"Save your breath for running!" she calls out, sharply veering left when she sees the impact of the snowball he'd tried hitting her with. Maybe if she can bait him, he'll keep pausing to make more snowballs, and it'll put her at a more comfortable distance. "Or for working on your aim!"

"My aim is fine! The sun's glinting!" Hey it's a fair excuse and he's gonna stick by that instead of 'I can't hit anything for shit thanks for noticing'.

He is going to keep pausing though, but this time, it's not for snowballs. He takes a few precious seconds to dig his shield into some snow, a nice pile of it sitting there as he hefts it up after her and then flings it. God, maybe this is how he gets the idea for throwing shovels of snow at people...

Her own fort is within sight, and Hermione puts forth a burst of speed, intent on bringing both flags home. But then she feels something cold and heavy hit the small of her back, and she wonders for a moment if he really had tackled her as she hits the ground.

But it doesn't feel like the weight of a person on her; it's cold and wet and feels like a very large snowball. She glances behind her, only to see the little pile of snow that's fallen over her backside, and she tries to crawl out under it, pouting even as she tries protecting the flags with her body. "That's cheating!"

Because, of course, anything that isn't a snowball is cheating. It's right there in the rules she'd just made up.

"Nuh-uh!" He is definitely an adult. This is an adult right here, fully grown and fully ambiguously aged in an adult way.

He takes the opportunity to pounce--or...pounce as much as another shieldful of snow will let him, lopsidedly galloping after to make up some of the space between. "Gimmie that flag or I'll bury you!" He might do it anyway, but hey...

The moment she sees him pounce, Hermione tries to roll away from him, keeping both flags at bay with one hand while bringing the other arm up in an effort to shield her face from any new onslaught she hasn't managed to back away from.

Even as she does it, though, she can't help but realize that she's laughing as she cries out, "Do you really want one of my much larger teammates to see you menacing me??"

Most of her teammates are not much larger than her. In fact, her team is generally on the lower side of average, save for the one qunari on her side. But it's still something to take into account.

"Well then I'll just have to get my even bigger" in personality and ego "teammates to help me out!"

They're both going to lose the bluff-off when neither side helps them out anyway, but that's not the point, the point is throwing more snow at her and getting those flags. Number one priority!

She doesn't see why he's allowed to use a shield to help him and she can't use magic. It would certainly level the playing field a bit, if nothing else, especially since she doesn't have enough control over her magic to do anything that dangerous. Probably.

"You mean the ones behind you, or are they gearing up to pelt us both with snowballs?"

There's no one behind him. At least, no one who seems to be paying the pair of them any undue attention. But if she can get him to look back for even one moment, maybe she can kick that shield away from him (or at least enough to get some snow to land on his face) and give herself time to sprint the rest of the way back to her own fort.

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