the kids'll blow dandelion fuzz

[eviscerates]

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.

Comments

[arlathvhen]

Adept isn't quite the word that Beleth would use, but she didn't want to sound like a downer, and she had already said that she could do this. After a few moments spent eyeing Metaari's horns, she's not so sure she can pull that off--how would you do the swirls? But she takes snow, and starts attempting to put together some more basic horns, ones that arch up and back. Hopefully no one will be offended at her attempt.

"I agree," She tells him as she works, chewing her lip in concentration. "Ruby and Madame Adelaide put this together as a morale booster, and I think that it worked well. We all need breaks now and then from war and destruction. I wonder if they'll do something when it gets chilly?"

[dalishious]

In the midst of their chatting and snow-qunari-making, a certain elf is perched nearby and watching their every move. Out of the blue, two carefully aimed snowballs fly at them, of the decidedly non-colored variety.

[metaari]

He's about to mention to her that she needn't make the horns free standing, that they can be attached all the way around if it would make it easier, when he promptly gets far too much snow right in the head. Metaari just sits there in silence for a moment, letting snow drip down his face, before he slowly pushes himself to his feet.

His gaze lifts in the direction the snowball came from, a thoughtful hum escaping him. "It seems we're under attack."

[arlathvhen]

For a moment, fight or flight kicks in as she is RUDELY hit with a snowball, giving a panicked yelp and scooting back. But it's fine, it's just snow, and she quickly recovers, wiping the snow from her face as she looks for the culprit. There was a reason she hadn't signed up for the snow fight--but it was fine, it's just Merrick.

"Some people," She informs Metaari, carefully cleaning snow out of her scarf, "can't respect a safe zone. Some rude people." And she sticks her tongue out at Merrick, because, you know, she's an adult.

[metaari]

He's leaning over to gather a bit of snow in his hands, ever so casually packing it into something throwable but loose enough to not do any damage. If Beleth is an adult, then Metaari must be a grandfather, as he promptly turns and whips the ball toward where Beleth honed in on their attacker.

It's a wild throw that will probably miss, but it makes him feel better, anyway.

[dalishious]

As a talented archer, Metaari has extraordinary aim, which leads Merrick to believe he hadn't particularly meant to hit his target. Merrick drops down from his hiding spot, effectively dodging the hit, and quickly gathers more snow to fling at them.

He looks flushed and happy, even letting out a laugh as he quickly tries to form the snowballs and avoid getting hit at the same time.

[metaari]

The laugh is nice to hear, even if it's from a bit of a distance away. Metaari moves, shifting sideways to put himself in the path of the snow between Merrick and the small army of snow-beings--and Beleth herself, of course. Another one pelts him in the face, knocking his wrapped scarf all askew, and he lets out a huff of a breath. "You were right about our attacker being incredibly rude, Beleth."

He grins, though, as he turns his attention toward Merrick, lifting a hand to point. "You have stepped out of the bounds of the game. You're on our turf now."

[arlathvhen]

Merrick's laugh makes Beleth's nervous smile turn into something more genuine, and she laughs as well as she stands, grabbing snow to pack into a ball. It's a lot easier with a convenient qunari shield keeping her from getting hit as she backs up a little, to get into a better position. This would be fine. This would be fun.

"There are penalties for attacking outside of the game zone. It looks like we'll have to teach him what happens when he messes with the hot chocolate zone." She says, trying to look grim, but utterly failing, even as she dodges around Metaari to launch a snowball at Merrick.