Smoker (
justicereigns) wrote2012-12-20 06:15 pm
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[Video] / Action // Holiday Cheer?
[LOOK EVERYONE! It's Santa! OMG I KNOW THAT GUY!!!!]
[Wait. What is he doing in Luceti? And why is he smoking two cigars? Surely that is setting a very bad example for the kids! And dang, don't those scars look a little familiar? Along with the scowling face? Why yes! It's Smoker! Back from his kidnapping! He clears his throat gruffly and... wait for it.... wait for it....]
[Why yes! That is Smoker, dressed as Santa, caroling. It's a holiday miracle!]
Have a holly jolly Christmas....
[He sounds like someone just killed his pet. Dear god, that's about as far from "holly jolly as you can get!]
It's the best time of the year.
I don't care if there'll be snow.
I just want a rum and beer.
[... Um. We're experiencing some technical difficulties, as a green little elf hand stops the journal transmission. After a few seconds he comes back and TRIES to be a little more cheerful...ish.]
Have a holly jolly Christmas
And when you walk down the street... [He twitches. Can he do it? Can he keep up this masquerade of holiday spirits and Santa Claus holly jolly warmth?!]
Say hello to --
No. That's it. I'm done. Keep your damn rum cookies you tyrant! I'm out of here.
[And he storms out, shutting off his journal to take it with him.
[Action:]
[If anyone wants to find him, he's skipping teaching lessons today and just bumming around the bar instead. Still stuck in his Santa costume. It doesn't come off. And thus his immense frustration. Besides Chun-Li already mentioned covering them so fuck it. Time for booze. Also, if no one stops him, he'll be lighting up his cigars with a cigar menorah. Yes. A cigar menorah. Too bad no matter how he tries he can't seem to pry the cigars out of there. Oh... and he does try. At least they keep smoking and smelling vaguely pine like! Awww how festive.]
God damn it! These cigars don't even taste like cigars! I might as well just be eating candy canes!! [Gives up and stubs them out, slumping his head into the bar. Being Smoker is suffering. Not to mention... what the hell is in that sack he's got anyway?]
[Wait. What is he doing in Luceti? And why is he smoking two cigars? Surely that is setting a very bad example for the kids! And dang, don't those scars look a little familiar? Along with the scowling face? Why yes! It's Smoker! Back from his kidnapping! He clears his throat gruffly and... wait for it.... wait for it....]
[Why yes! That is Smoker, dressed as Santa, caroling. It's a holiday miracle!]
Have a holly jolly Christmas....
[He sounds like someone just killed his pet. Dear god, that's about as far from "holly jolly as you can get!]
It's the best time of the year.
I don't care if there'll be snow.
I just want a rum and beer.
[... Um. We're experiencing some technical difficulties, as a green little elf hand stops the journal transmission. After a few seconds he comes back and TRIES to be a little more cheerful...ish.]
Have a holly jolly Christmas
And when you walk down the street... [He twitches. Can he do it? Can he keep up this masquerade of holiday spirits and Santa Claus holly jolly warmth?!]
Say hello to --
No. That's it. I'm done. Keep your damn rum cookies you tyrant! I'm out of here.
[And he storms out, shutting off his journal to take it with him.
[Action:]
[If anyone wants to find him, he's skipping teaching lessons today and just bumming around the bar instead. Still stuck in his Santa costume. It doesn't come off. And thus his immense frustration. Besides Chun-Li already mentioned covering them so fuck it. Time for booze. Also, if no one stops him, he'll be lighting up his cigars with a cigar menorah. Yes. A cigar menorah. Too bad no matter how he tries he can't seem to pry the cigars out of there. Oh... and he does try. At least they keep smoking and smelling vaguely pine like! Awww how festive.]
God damn it! These cigars don't even taste like cigars! I might as well just be eating candy canes!! [Gives up and stubs them out, slumping his head into the bar. Being Smoker is suffering. Not to mention... what the hell is in that sack he's got anyway?]
[Action]
Please do! She's my granddaughter, and she's been really really good, I promise! And I want her first Christmas to be really, really super special, because I love her a lot!
[The elf mutters something along the lines of, "Those poor worlds without proper Christmases..."]
[Action]
I'm sure with all the people she's befriended here, they'll all work hard to make it the best possible.
[Action]
[Action]
[Salutes.]
[Action]
I won't, Mr. Santa! I promise! What's your favorite?
[Action]
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[Action] [That is an adorable mental image and sorry I'm late]
[Smirks. :D] HO HO HO.
[Okay but seriously though, can he stop with the ho ho hos? He's one yo short of being a pirate now.]
[Action] [haha no problem]
Ho ho ho! [He laughs right back. But the elf gives a nod. "Spreading Christmas cookies is a noble goal indeed. I would gladly help."]
[Action] [oops I did it again /now a Britney Spears song]
Ho ho ho!
[They will ho ho ho forever.]