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The Red Christmas - Roleplay

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"It's time to act." I said to myself

"You are a coward, Kenny. Most likely in this situation, you just stand there and do nothing. But I can also say that we are both coward." Bartheus said.

"Fine then. Come! We will all end all of this." I said then suddenly I did not noticed the stream of boiling water coming to us.

"This is my advantage. I can fly to the air." Bartheus said then he flew to the air to avoid the stream


While me, I jumped higher to the air and tried to maintain there but I cannot so I reached out for my whip and I hit a rock with my whip while in the air. My whip was able to stay intact on the rock so I went to the rock by flying to it and made it as a platform for me to stand. So, I was able to avoid the stream.


"Damn it! How could I go near to father if its not only Bernkastel who is the problem here but now Alagremm... and her weird teapot..." I said then I thought of something

"I'll take the risk of using my life force itself as my power..." I said then I raised my whip. Flames appeared from it bigger from those I charged when I am making my attack. After charging for some time, I quickly unleashed it and the whip is going to Bernkastel.


"I hope this works...." I said then suddenly I fell to the ground and it was like my energy was drained by the attack I made.


"D-damn it...." I said.

Suddenly, I saw a strong oblivion beam going through Bernkastel also. I wondered who's power is that then I saw Bartheus unleashing it.


"That'll do it...." I said
 
Suddenly, I saw Rheiko running for his life because of the stream of boiling water charging to him. I reached out a hand for him.


"R-Rheiko, here! Come..." I said and still struggling because of the energy drained to me.

"Kenny, thanks! I would have been dead without your aid." Rheiko said and being thankful.
 
- Oh bugger!

And so Bernkastel exploded, since she was unable to bear all the idiocy produced within this small pound, and everyone lived happily ever after.
Of course except Bernkastel since she like.. Blew up, but who cares.

And so Christmas was saved by the heroic members of the Humpers... And late Santa's elves.... And demons... And the King of Hell... And his loyal henchman... And the gear's fixing group who strangely stopped doing anything after an act of faggotry.


Oh, yea.... Alagremm is still alive, I guess everyone did not live happily ever after.

We'll see.
 
((OCC: Well, That did not actually happened, did it?))

I see the boiling water coming near to me, I already had to drop Rheiko to run faster, but now, what will I do with A'mar?

"Hmp!!!" I throw A'mar with all my strenght to kenny's platform and he manages to get over it "Yes!" I say.

"Thank men!" A'mar says " But, watch out!"

Suddenly a lot of boiling water falls over me, But I put a shield at the right moment

"Guess I will have to end this" I quickly move towards Alagremmm and jump over his teapot "Hey, you seemed way more scared last time I saw you... you have changed, meh, I don't bother" I channel a great light escence again.

"DIE" I throw the big escence to the teapot and them jump and fly away

and explosion...
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(( It was no ending. It was my death. Thank you all for such great roleplaying. Gee. It was so much fun! And honestly what do you expect me to do, survive two simultaneous attacks right after I've been shot, since I wasn't given place to react. Kari complaining about what happened before is just. But that wasn't the only case in which something like this happened, as can be seen here. Also I have no means to be immortal, unlike everyone else, I was destined to die since the very beginning. ))
 
It was the 24th of December, more commonly known as the day of Christmas Eve, a very special date that many had looked forward to. Unfortunately, Santa Claus, the very person who made this date so special, was now deceased, murdered by my personal arch-rival, Frederica Bernkastel, and without him Christmas would seem lost forever.

However, we were some who refused to believe that. Some, who had witnessed the events last year at the exact same month, where the Mad King and his legion of demons from Hell tried invade the Valley of Christmas and overthrow Santa, in order to claim the old man's holiday for creating a second Halloween in its stead, so that the Mad King could be praised twice a year instead. Those of us remembering that war, knew that the combined effort of hard-working good-willed people can defeat any evil. For eventually the Mad King was defeated and Christmas was saved.
Coincidentally this Christmas would turn out to be an even more dramatic one, and although evil had already been victorious in the way that Santa was dead along with countless Christmas Elves, and the Workshop had been burned down to the ground, it would be foolish to give up fighting for the most important that remained to be saved.

Christmas itself!

So there we were - in the Valley of Christmas on the 24th of Christmas. I had assembled an army to aid me in my quest for saving the holiday, and avenge Santa Claus. It partly consisted of the members of team T.H.U.M.P.E.R., an old alliance dating back to the events of Easter half a year ago. But ironically, most of my army consisted of a soulless army, hired from the depths of Destruction World, led by no other than the Mad King himself. But I knew old grudges would have to be put aside and necessary alliances would have to be made in critical times...
The evil mistress, the murderer of Santa, my arch-rival, Frederica Bernkastel, stood all alone in the center of the Valley of Christmas. Her powers had been strengthened greatly, and her appearance twisted, after she had been infused with some kind of godlike powers. I wasn't sure what it was, but she was surely not to be underestimated.

We charged towards the mistress, but her powers seemed unrivaled, and when all seemed lost, it got even worse. Paillan succumbed to his demonic side, and the Mad King betrayed us, because he believed I had killed his son. Not speaking of the dark sorcerer Alagremm summoning a chaotic teapot creature to do his bidding. Everything turned into one huge Free-for-all battle, and I was in the middle of it.

But destiny wanted that we, the Santa loyalists, were victorious. I witnessed both Bernkastel and Alagremm exploding by chance. Paillan eventually turned back to his angelic self, and the Mad King realized I had not killed his son - for David had returned to his job as a Christmas decoration back at Santa's house.

We decided to head back to Santania, and celebrate Christmas just as it was supposed to be celebrated. I let the others go, while I'd personally go get my right hand, Kari, and the company who had taken care of the Christmas Gear. After meeting them, and getting to know of the gear's sad condition, I calmly padded Kari on the shoulder and spoke

"I realized today, that Christmas is not about sacred relics and artifacts. It is about the people around you. Let's go back to Santania, and have ourselves a merry Christmas!"

But before we left I insisted on staying behind for a little while. Looking out over the Valley of Christmas, I knew it would forever be filled with the scars of battle - corpses, ruins and craters everywhere. And there.. there, in the middle of it all, I saw her.

Cupid had not lied, he had only shown me a vision of what was going to happen. She had really returned to her original form - temporarily or permanently, I did not know. I was just happy to have her back, as the perfect Christmas present I could ever wish for. Alagremm was there too, strangely having survived the explosion, he crawled out of the teapot, landing in a pile of snow. Some ghost called Kyosuke Imadori came to me and greeted me, like nothing had happened. Wonder who he was, friendly soul for sure.

This was when Vengeancekael arrived too, walking through the abandoned battlefield, towards us, and revealed:

"This was the story of Christmas 2013! Not the story I'm the most proud of having created, but a great story nonetheless, and one that will always be remembered. I didn't expect to say it again this year, but merry Christmas folks! Now, go back to Santania, and celebrate like never before!"
 
We gladly followed Vengeancekael's advice and headed back towards Santania, where we were to celebrate a great and cozy Christmas Eve at Santa Claus' old house. Kyosuke and Bernkastel joined the ride, curious of what they were going to experience, but I am sure they will like it.

It wasn't a surprise that Alagremm was another story - he wasn't willing to go back with the rest of us, cursing and swearing about the capitalistic monster Christmas had become, but we decided to ignore him, and Kari gently placed a LoveSlave collar around his neck.

He didn't have much of a choice anyway, he had become part of the family, no matter what role in it, he would still have a place among us in Santa's living room. Besides, the secret deal I had made with the Mad King for him to join our cause, was that someone should give him a foot massage, as pay-back for last Christmas. Alagremm would be a great person to carry out this task, I thought, and happily continued my journey back towards Santania with Kari, Veljko, Bisnar, Juno, Bernkastel, Kyo, Alagremm, and Vengeancekael.

I knew the others were waiting back at the cozy house, and Gyro had probably cooked delicious Christmas food, preparing tea and alcoholic beverages for us already.

This Christmas Eve would be one to be remembered indeed, both for the best and for the worst, but the worst is behind us, and the best is now!

The End

(( And so my drawing entry actually came to be! :D
Perhaps you're right Al, no comments, teehee :b ))
 
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