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nexus_crossings2016-12-18 04:01 pm
westfallcorndog) wrote in nexus_crossings2016-12-18 04:01 pm
UGLY SWETTER CONTESt
Harrowheart has fashioned himself some kind of lumpy snow chair, where he sits next to a sign of questionable literacy and gets busy smoking a cigarette. One of many, judging by the number of butts in the snow near his armrest. His phone sits on his lap playing various holiday songs from worlds across the multiverse. If the mixup is to be trusted, there are a lot of worlds listening to Mariah Carey.
In dripping red paint the sign behind him reads 'UGLY SWETTER CONTEST'.
Does that explain why he's dressed in a gaudy red-and-green sweater with a misshapen reindeer sewn to the front? Maybe, but you never know with him and fashion. When he moves, the googly eyes on the poor deer's face jiggle and its pom-pom nose flops sadly. Along one arm someone has embroidered 'HAVE A HAPPY,' and on the opposite, 'WINTERVEIL.'
He watches people pass and now again decides to explain, "Where I come from, when it's Winterveil – which it is right now – folks got this tradition of wearin' ugly sweaters and singin' songs. I probably ain't goin' home this Winterveil, but I kinda miss seein' that, y'know? So I got a proposition for ya: Show me your ugliest sweater, and I'll give you somethin' to make it worth your while. Deal?"
((This is a real contest with real art prizes! Be sure to check the OOC thread for details and to lodge your official entry. In this thread, remember to provide a link to an image of your ugly sweater! Images are necessary, text won't cut it. You may participate IC with as many characters as you want, but only one character of your choosing may be your official entry. RP in this thread is not time-sensitive, but entrance and voting is. Enter by December 28th!
In this thread all of you are encouraged to go around making fun of each other's sweaters and generally sharing some holiday reverie. Exchange gifts, drink, talk about your characters' worlds' holidays, do whatever you degenerates do when given free reign to roleplay.))
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He's honestly wondering where they're going to find a suitably appalling garment. What kind of place stocks such things?
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"Yes." To both, obviously.
The shop in question is rather old fashioned by Jim's terms and carries kitchy clothes from a less modern Earth than what Jim is used to. But he finds the other sweater he'd been contemplating getting easily. The right colors, and robots for some reason.
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"Ah, of course. The traditional festive... skeletons?" He gives Jim a bemused grin. "I don't think I understand your holidays at all." Still, he won't need coaxing to change into the thing. Jim shouldn't be alone, even if he's going to hear all about this from Stratos later.
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Jim waits until the offending article of clothing is donned and only then does he break out into one of his more annoying smiles. There, now he's not the only one who looks utterly ridiculous out there.
"I think the colors suit you." He's teasing, worry not there Auxillary.
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The smirk doesn't last long before it softens into something much more fond.
"I am indeed. Might as well go back to the others, right?" Here, he'll hold out his hand to take, even. They match in all of their gaudy glory.
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"There's no-one I'd rather make a fool of myself with. Let's go to it." Arm in arm, even. He's all easy smiles by the time they get back to the plaza.
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"Look who decided to join us!" Totally of his own volition even, right Felix?