Holiday Mingle~

[killerwaves]

Tis the Seasun

Do you remember what it was like to get your first postcard? Maybe you don't, maybe you never got one at all, but no matter where you are, no matter WHEN you are, you'll find a particularly festive one slipped under your door, pillow, accompanied by a tinny meow.


Maybe that rings more familiar.

Should you check the RSVP box YES on the back, you'll find youself whisked away to the nebula of the island you once called home. It's still purple and spacey, but there's holiday decorations to be had through the work of some festive cat bots that have whirred to life since your last visit. Yes, there's at least a few palm trees adorned with lights inspiring some type of cheer.

Since you're already here, why not catch up with your fellow islanders? As always, there's food for you to enjoy courtesy of the catbots, and there's even tasks if you feel like doing them for old times sake (or for the cool swag). There might even be a new face or two in the crowd, interdimensional invitations are a bit tricky to wrangle even if you're not a repurposed kittybot.

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TASKS:

Someone's kissing—
There's mistletoe here, mistletoe there, there's mistletoe everywhere all at once due to the portals, so get smooching!

Naughty or Nice?
Tell someone about what you've been up to and let them decide whether you were naughty or nice this year. Stickers included☆

Gingerbread Dreams
Put all that gingerbread to good use and build your own vacation home. Or eat it.

REWARD FOR ALL TASKS: Killer merchandise from the "island's" official sponsor✨.

((OOC: Happy Holidays, have a holiday mingle! In addition to anyone played in Last Resort, if you'd like to bring another character for shenanigans, have at it! This mingle is open to anyone in the LR server in keeping with the cozy island vibe. ))

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[thefirsthouse]

[It's more that she would consider anything below a billion years to be the lifespan of a butterfly. She rolls her eyes.]

A myriad? Ten myriads? A mega-year? It matters not.

[She sniffs, though she'd be lying if she said she wasn't curious.]

I have reclaimed my soul. Tethered myself to another. I am alone in the universe. But at least He is dead.

Now I linger.

[mysticpowerbroker]

[ Merlin can't help being playful even so. ]

A mega-year is a bit beyond my age. I'd probably start to grow white hair by then!

[ ...

As if he doesn't already have basically that kind of color hair. ]

So, give or take some thousands of years, and you've got my age down for sure.

Anyway, you really are alone in your usual universe? And who is this 'he'? Your previous nemesis?