( MERRY SHITSCRAM ) december 9th, 10:30 AM

[vestigemods]

( a post arrives on the network with no identification, much like the alerts regarding the visitors and the feast in late november. this one, luckily, is more like the latter than the former. )


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So! Back in the good old days of Containment Zone Uno, we had some yearly holiday traditions. A little bit of cold, a little bit of potentially mortal injury, a little mistletoe, and some good old-fashioned magnanimous gift-giving. Unfortunately, we were unable to secure the mistletoe this year, something something flesh-eating accident down in Botany, but we're right on track with the rest.

Beginning with gifts.

HOW THIS WORKS: You tell us what you want. We give it to you. We give you the actual thing, not some fucked-up version that teaches you to be careful what you wish for.

HOW THIS DOESN'T WORK: You wishing to go home. You wishing to change your reality at home. You wishing to bring someone from home here. You looking a gift horse in the mouth by asking fifty questions and wasting our time. This is how you lose your wishing privileges, and then you'll be sitting there in bed thinking, "God, I wish I'd just shut up and asked for a unicorn."

WHAT CAN WE DO: Basically anything. We've given you 164 tubs of ice cream and made your arms rot right off their stumps. Just try us.

Offer closes in 72 hours.

( all wishes, once accepted, will arrive (in whatever form they take) on december 20th. )

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@nobodyspecial | TEXT

[lethechained]

[ Naminé is reluctant to speak up for a lot of the same reasons everyone else has to be leery of such a generous offer - which is why hers is one of the later messages, after she's already seen some responses and promises made. (It still takes her a few extra moments beyond that to work up the courage to hit send.) ]

If it's true that I was in a place called Asgard, then I would like proof.

[ But that's pretty broad, so-- ]

Some of the drawings that I made of it while I was there would be enough. [ It's not like there aren't a preposterous number of those to choose from, since she's a prolific artist pretty much anywhere she goes so long as there's paper (and sometimes even if there isn't). ] I'd be grateful to have even that much.

[ She's been a bit preoccupied about it lately, which might be why she follows this up with a belated, somewhat reluctant, ]

If that isn't possible, then I'd like to ask for a better way to learn spells.

[ Plumbing the depths of her memories of memories has been both painstaking and frustratingly rare to bear fruit. ]

[vestigemods]

Expect your delivery a couple of days before Christmas.

( on the 20th, naminé wakes to find three additional drawings tucked into her sketchbook as loose pages - drawings of your choice, but drawn by her hand and featuring asgard in some form. )

[lethechained]

Thank you.

[ Although as of this moment it (for her) remains to be seen if they'll come through, thanking them only seems polite. But -- well, maybe all the holiday paraphernalia has been making an impression or maybe it just feels wrong to her to be unkind, because a minute or two later: ]

Merry Christmas.

[ She might not trust the Technicians as far as she can throw them - which with those skinny noodle arms isn't very far - but that's no reason to hope they won't have a good time. ]