Christmas at the Chessclub

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Christmas at the Chessclub

Postby Jakondite » Wed Jan 15, 2020 1:54 am

(So I realize that the holidays are hard to post during, as everyone is celebrating them. So I decided to do it late this year! This is meant to be a small thing, but if you guys wanna make it a big thing that's cool too. Here you go)

Christmas was different that year than they remembered at their old homes. In truth, the last decade hadn't had a lot of Christmas's - the Game World had 'events' but Christmas events weren't something that resonated with the admittedly nebulous memories of the collective Chess Club. Their real Christmas memories were painful scars and daggers of things they no longer had - of families sitting around a pine tree, real or fake, stockings filled with candy, coal, toys, and other things. Collective bundles of wrapped up presents and event after event of christmas, christmas, christmas - all added on a two week vacation from school.

Now, those two weeks didn't exist - they didn't go to school, and if they had a job then it didn't differentiate that time from any other time. Presents could barely be afforded and while the idea of Christmas permeated the world, it was more commercialism than spirit. The Goblin Market was aflush with "Miracles" that were a dime a dozen, and warnings by the freehold told people to be careful when purchasing them as well as when going out - in the world they lived in, Krampus was very real (allegedly), a warning which of course warranted the group to look up what Krampus was, and then subsequently panic and shut down.

But even with the differences, there were still elves, even within the motley, who thought better than to be afraid of the Winter Fae, and who thought better than to focus on the bittersweet lost happiness. It wasn't hard to imagine or figure out that Lily was up to something given she spent the entire month humming along to various christmas jingles that made themselves into torturous earworms. Those warnings didn't sway Shelby at all, and she ended up purchasing miraculous paint, miraculous clay, miraculous pastries, miraculous debt, and miraculous music. Mindy was no where to be found for the most part, and Victoria was scarce as well - when asked, they would explain that they were busy with Shadow Court business.

Everyone knew they'd be trying to celebrate it in some way, even if no one was expected to provide presents or decorations or anything of that nature. How could they? They were still kind of struggling just to survive, so to indulge in that commercialism was just foolishly drawing a gaze to themselves. And to get presents for what amounted to an entire classroom of people? Even if you budgeted only 20 dollars each, if everyone got a present for everyone that was still 18000$ worth of presents for people to get. So ultimately, the expectation amounted to christmas cards and doing what thou wilt beyond that.

And the day of Christmas came. Surprisingly, or not surprisingly, there was some alarm that morning, because no tree had been set up, no decorations posted on the eve - but that morning, there were thirty stockings, decorated and ornate with each person's name on them. They were filled with fruit - iceroot, bitterthorn, blargleberries, and other things sweet fruit that were as tasty as any candy, as well as some which were more utilitarian. Some presents from other members of the motley had managed to get themselves into the living room (and most of those had been there the day before) - things that Shelby and Lily and Victoria had set up along with others. But several boxes laid that no one seemed to know who had left - marked with the famous signature of Saint Nicholas himself, though few people actually believed that Santa had managed to sneak into their Hollow and deliver them presents.

Then again... they were fae. It was possible, wasn't it? But that thought was eerily chilling in its own way despite it's mirth. People tried to ignore the unsettlingness of someone sneaking into the hollow to give them presents - to accept the gifts as they were.

And all of these presents were set along an old tree - the tree was not cut, but rather seemed to have been grown right where it set, and was dressed and set in many decorations. It didn't take long for someone to realize the tree was alive, and was a wood spirit, because it laughed in an old, creeky voice shouting merry christmas to the first person who came out (who freaked out and had to be calmed down by someone else who determined it was safe).

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Re: Christmas at the Chessclub

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Damien Wetherford
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The holidays had never been particularly comfortable times for Damien even before his Durance, what with being stuck getting dragged to party after party surrounded by his parents' friends and their shit-heel kids and having to deal with the mind-numbing inanity of it all. Then, of course, came the trip down to his aunt's place in Connecticut, which was often no better; nine times out of ten he ended up getting yelled at by his mother for hiding out on the boat deck with some of his more tolerable cousins instead of "spending time with the family" and dragged back into that tinsel-covered hell. The year after he had gotten tossed out of private school was especially 'fun', with the side glances and disparaging comments from his older relatives getting layered on as the night continued. He didn't give two shits about it at that point, honestly, and after that...well, he had to imagine that the thing left behind in his place had no complaints.

His own contribution to the festivities, meager as they were likely to be, would be a proper meal straight from the Ironside. He had set enough money aside for the main course and the fixings for the lot of them and the folks at the restaurant he worked for had been kind enough to let him store it there until he could get it in the morning; the 'broken fridge' excuse worked well enough, all told. He had been getting dressed to head out and retrieve it to start working on it when the initial shriek emerged, in fact, and was out his bedroom door fast enough that one would think he phased through it, hurriedly pulling his shirt down and looking around with a low growl for the source of his motleymate's panic. Seeing the display before him made him pause, surprise clear on his features - he hadn't felt anything out of sorts through the evening, but none of the crowns seemed overly concerned as they too emerged from their rooms. Nonetheless he was a bit cautious as he approached the stocking labeled with his name, sparing a glance at the others before moving it from the wall to see what was inside.
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Re: Christmas at the Chessclub

Postby Elsaa » Wed Jan 15, 2020 3:16 am

*There were no memories from before, and truly not really ones from during, and the after.. that was getting to be built... So she had mixed feelings, for once side there had been a rather rally hugely creepy story tossed into the myths of it, but then again there was the whole happy ones and the mixture of those around her. Especially Victoria and Mindy, to whom she felt close to, but she also felt close to others, like Destiny, in a way Lilly, Damian, Shelby, even if she had really weird ideas. So the little Diamond Elemental had managed to make a something for everyone, it was a little something, mean she had been working on figuring out if she could make clothing to go find an interview with the designing clothes fae... and she was gathering her courage to do it soon.... SO she had gathered little things, mostly.. she had gathered acorns. From there it was a matter of a little silver glitter to the edges and mounting them, in knitted string... so they could wear it as a necklace, bracelet, or keyring, not that anyone really had rings, but she had seen some hung them from belts or bags... She worked on it, and she finished, though.. to give them.... she was planning on just writing the names and leaving them for them! yea ... that was what she was going to do, less stress... yup... yup.. and then someone yelled, and she hid!... just to blink and feel the need to at least help.... which is when she itched to the door of her room.... and stared... at the tree, the one being passified, the gifts, the tree, the stockings, the others coing out, the tree..... oooh and stare she just did...
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Re: Christmas at the Chessclub

Postby Jakondite » Wed Jan 15, 2020 3:47 am

When he checked the stocking pointed to him, he found a plethora of food based goblin fruit. A lot of them were fruit which could be used to enhance the flavor of another dish or alter it altogether, giving a normal meal a very fae quality. There were some oils as well, labeled with various uses like 'cologne', 'flavoring', and most notably 'for lily's cooking. Less poisonous, but still poisonous.'.

People were already tentatively moving around the room, checking out the presents, though Lily clears her throat up and said, "We can check the stockings first, I think, and move onto opening and giving presents after? We should designate a gift giver or two... and... oh gosh we can't do this one at a time can we? Not with these many..."

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Re: Christmas at the Chessclub

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Damien Wetherford
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Damien's eyebrow arched as he looked over the collection of fruits within, tilting his head at a few until he recognized what they were and the lightbulb went off. He couldn't help but smirk at the bottles, making a note to redo the tag on the one for Lily's cooking.

He looked towards the Queen as she spoke about managing the presents, eyeing the pile before going back to her. "Could divvy them out and then everyone does one at once."
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Re: Christmas at the Chessclub

Postby Elsaa » Wed Jan 15, 2020 4:22 am

*she fidgeted t the edge of it all.... watching, then slowly, moved on.. though she actually slipped to be rather near Damian, seeing well he was safe! and she trusted him and everyone was out! and and she was curious but she didn't want to be curious alone!* c... could do five at a time? too?....
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Re: Christmas at the Chessclub

Postby Jakondite » Wed Jan 15, 2020 4:35 am

"Hum... okay, so - let's see... organizational job can go to..."

"Actually, if you like, I can pass out the presents," The tree says clearly, it's face old and wizened, as it's branches shook.

"AGH!" A few people jumped back, having forgotten that the Tree was alive and active. It chuckled a bit and said, "Thus is my role, I should be quite capable of giving these things out to the proper individual in a timely manner and creating piles for each of you..."

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Re: Christmas at the Chessclub

Postby Colibri » Wed Jan 15, 2020 8:51 pm

Shane Kesner

The Knight had slipped out of his room and made an appearance, maybe it was a need to drink something hot, or maybe he had a memory that this was Christmas Day and there could be something in it for him if he just showed up.

He looked scruffier than usual, as though he had been running laps in his sleep, and his expression bordered on the bleary-eyed. However, he perked up considerably when he saw (1) presents (2) who left that tree there and (3) stockings and presents.

Shane was awesome when he knew where he was going, but when the tree spoke and instinct oh hell what is it get some distance going kicked in, he managed to scrabble on the floor and slammed his ass down hard when he couldn't get the traction he needed at that moment. The tree seemed friendly enough, but...sometimes those things could talk a mark into coming closer, if some of the old movies he could remember bits of were of any indication, and then game over, man.

"Wait....where did all this Christmas stuff come from?" His ears moved slightly, then, "Uhm. Mr. Tree. I haven't seen you around the place before. Are you a member of the club too?

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Re: Christmas at the Chessclub

Postby QuicksilverFox85 » Fri Jan 17, 2020 4:26 pm

Damien Wetherford
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Damien gave Shane a nod as he emerged from his room, his attention going back to the tree when it spoke once again. That was still a little odd, he would fully admit, but stranger things... "Works for me. Do you...have a name or anything?"
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Re: Christmas at the Chessclub

Postby Elsaa » Sat Jan 18, 2020 2:33 am



*She looked to Lilly, then to Shane, then to * EEEK! *as the Tree spoke, and she jumped to hide behind Damian!!!.. then peek at the tree*
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