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daybreakacademy2020-01-18 08:31 pm
infestedcouncilpresident) wrote in daybreakacademy2020-01-18 08:31 pm
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Attack of the deranged killer monster snow goons
Who: Kohaku Yuhara and whoever she can round up
What: Dealing with some minor pests and also Kohaku is 18 now happy birthday Kohaku.
When: Saturday, January 18
Where: Aube and the surroundings
Warnings: This is very silly but we're going to treat it extremely seriously
Kohaku TECHNICALLY didn't turn 18 until Monday, but that was a terrible day to have a party because everyone was tired from classes and couldn't stay up late, so she was having her party today. She sent a message around to her friends asking if they wanted to come, asking if there should be alcohol, and assuring them that while she wouldn't say NO to presents she definitely didn't expect anyone to go out of their way for her sake in that respect. There was one problem, though.
There were a few snow sculptures that had been animated for various winter celebrations, because Daybreak liked to do that kind of thing, by minor enchantments. One of them had malfunctioned, and was now somehow reproducing itself by molding more sculptures out of snow, each of which was able to animate MORE snow sculptures. Each generation of animated snowmem was less coherent and more clumsy than the one before it, but there were an awful lot of them by now, and they were starting to become a nuisance to students and faculty. They were very aggressive, and would kind of mob people until they were encrusted with snow, then leave them to dig their way out in search of new victims.
Acting on behalf of the student council, Kohaku had talked to a few professors and arranged a deal with them where she could, in their name, offer students who weren't doing QUITE so well in their studies some extra credit in exchange for dealing with this snow threat. It was something she would have to deal with before she could properly relax, and she was taking it VERY seriously.
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Kohaku gripped her sword as she reviewed herragtag gaggle of whoever she could drag together troops. Behind her, the woods on the edge of campus were dark and forboding. Or they would be if it wasn't like 1 in the afternoon and sunny, but the atmosphere felt like it SHOULD be a dark and forboding forest. You could see the snow goons (which is what we'll call them) starting to gather in response to human incursion into their territory. Some of them were stately sculptures of beautiful men and women, others were basically just blobs of snow that mindlessly lumbered towards the nearest source of warmth to smother it out. "I won't sugar coat it for you. We're going to be outnumbered out there. Oh sure, they're not a match for us one on one, but no one is even sure exactly how long they've been building each other out there. This will NOT be easy for any of us-" It would be pretty easy, but Kohaku was on edge. "- But I promise you all, as the voice of your student council: We're going to WIN, and we're ALL getting through this, even if I have to drag you through myself! We're going to win for the safety of our classmates, for the dignity of our school, but most importantly: We're going to win for the EXTRA CREDIT!"
With that battlecry, Kohaku led a charge at the horde.
None of them were dangerous to anyone with real combat experience, but there were an AWFUL lot of them. The more well formed any particular snow goon was, the more agile and clever it was (though, again, none of them were actually dangerous. They're just made of snow, after all.).
-2-
Later that evening, Kohaku and her friends had a small get together in the Aube downstairs common room celebrating their victory against the forces of...uh. Snow?
Also her birthday. Kohaku supplied pizza and video games and soda. Also hard cider, if people had sounded interested in getting buzzed. Later on, there was also a selection of truly wretched horror films. Bottom of the barrel flicks that aspired to be B Movies someday. Titles like "It Came From Silicon Valley", "Revenge of the Mud Women Part 4", and "The Shadow of the Lobster".
Shadow of the Lobster was actually not badly written, despite having a budget apparently collected from under someone's couch cushions.
The birthday girl herself had a cheap paper party hat that said "J'AI TROIS ANS" on it. She also kept sneezing, and looked a bit red in the face. Turns out that even if you can chop snow goons to pieces, running around while caked in snow all afternoon in January isn't terribly healthy for anyone.
What: Dealing with some minor pests and also Kohaku is 18 now happy birthday Kohaku.
When: Saturday, January 18
Where: Aube and the surroundings
Warnings: This is very silly but we're going to treat it extremely seriously
Kohaku TECHNICALLY didn't turn 18 until Monday, but that was a terrible day to have a party because everyone was tired from classes and couldn't stay up late, so she was having her party today. She sent a message around to her friends asking if they wanted to come, asking if there should be alcohol, and assuring them that while she wouldn't say NO to presents she definitely didn't expect anyone to go out of their way for her sake in that respect. There was one problem, though.
There were a few snow sculptures that had been animated for various winter celebrations, because Daybreak liked to do that kind of thing, by minor enchantments. One of them had malfunctioned, and was now somehow reproducing itself by molding more sculptures out of snow, each of which was able to animate MORE snow sculptures. Each generation of animated snowmem was less coherent and more clumsy than the one before it, but there were an awful lot of them by now, and they were starting to become a nuisance to students and faculty. They were very aggressive, and would kind of mob people until they were encrusted with snow, then leave them to dig their way out in search of new victims.
Acting on behalf of the student council, Kohaku had talked to a few professors and arranged a deal with them where she could, in their name, offer students who weren't doing QUITE so well in their studies some extra credit in exchange for dealing with this snow threat. It was something she would have to deal with before she could properly relax, and she was taking it VERY seriously.
-1-
Kohaku gripped her sword as she reviewed her
With that battlecry, Kohaku led a charge at the horde.
None of them were dangerous to anyone with real combat experience, but there were an AWFUL lot of them. The more well formed any particular snow goon was, the more agile and clever it was (though, again, none of them were actually dangerous. They're just made of snow, after all.).
-2-
Later that evening, Kohaku and her friends had a small get together in the Aube downstairs common room celebrating their victory against the forces of...uh. Snow?
Also her birthday. Kohaku supplied pizza and video games and soda. Also hard cider, if people had sounded interested in getting buzzed. Later on, there was also a selection of truly wretched horror films. Bottom of the barrel flicks that aspired to be B Movies someday. Titles like "It Came From Silicon Valley", "Revenge of the Mud Women Part 4", and "The Shadow of the Lobster".
Shadow of the Lobster was actually not badly written, despite having a budget apparently collected from under someone's couch cushions.
The birthday girl herself had a cheap paper party hat that said "J'AI TROIS ANS" on it. She also kept sneezing, and looked a bit red in the face. Turns out that even if you can chop snow goons to pieces, running around while caked in snow all afternoon in January isn't terribly healthy for anyone.
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[Because she's pretty sure Kohaku isn't one of those Nekopara girls who are fully grown at 3 years old.]
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[Kohaku always did her chores without being asked, while growing up. She complained about doing them sometimes, but they always got done. She kind of low key assumes everyone was like this.]
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"Ugh! Why are they so damn cold?!" The young man calls out after seeming to half-fall, half-float to the ground.
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Kohaku chopped one of the snow goon's head off, which only slowed it down a little bit as it just mindlessly plowed into her. It took her a few more seconds to kick it apart and break out.
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"So which idiot decided to play Frosty the Snowman on repeat?"