Dec. 13th, 2010

[identity profile] mr-plot-bunny.livejournal.com
[The Plot Bunny looks even less enthusiastic than usual. Hes bundled up in a scarf and hat, complete with a little pom-pom on top. He twitches his nose irritably]

Freezin' my tail off...

Alright, listen up. That name on your ceiling? It's who you're playing Secret Santa for. So you gotta buy them a present. Or else.
[identity profile] worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com
[There's a calender on the wall of M&M's apartment, one that probably came with the place as the image on top is one of a sappy Norman Rockwell knock-off. A boy and a dog playing under a Christmas tree. Mello is staring at the date however. December 13th.

His birthday.

There are so many reasons why this seems surreal. For one his 20th birthday was less than eight months ago, it had been the summer at the Manor but January in his world, so the idea that it was his 21st makes it seem unreal. Second, thanks to B's handy eyes he now knows he won't actually make it this far. Five minutes from the time he was transported here he will die.

It feels almost like a play. It can't really be his birthday, right? But there it is, printed in front of him. Mello sighs and pulls the calender off the wall. He really doesn't want to deal with his birthday right now.]
[identity profile] another-dayjob.livejournal.com
[The blackberry has turned on after striking the ground. About nine feet away is Touya, sitting on a tree branch staring off into the distance. He shifts a little on the thick branch obviously lost in thought.]
[identity profile] junior-cop.livejournal.com
[Tom's combing through the isles at the local pharmacy looking for anything to squash the common cold/ear infection. The fact that he did lend Dende his jacket as a pillow and caused himself to go a little cold, he got sick in the process.

With a small slip of paper in his hand that contains the name of the person he's also looking for a gift for, the last thing he was going to do was pick up something cheesy.]

I have no idea what to get this girl.

[He stops a pharmacy tech.]

Can you help me with this? I need to find a gift, a good one for someone I don't know. Can you give me some ideas for a good default? You know, something that isn't cheesy and gives a good impression?

[The worker points to a few shelves off to the side behind the cosmetics counter.]

No, no, not perfume. That can go wrong. Um....don't you have anything like....you know, uh... forget it. I'll find it myself. Thanks anyway.

[He thought his ears were ringing at first and looks at his device to see that it's on.]

Great.

[He shuts it off and forces it back into his pocket.]
[identity profile] babynightshade.livejournal.com
[Toothless has accidentally swallowed her device when she was trying to figure it out but that's okay, it's back at the Manor now but don't try looking for it. It's most likely ruined anyway.

The malls and shopping centers are so colorful and inviting yet no one really seems to be all that bothered with a dragon in their midst. She's tried perfume samples...and sneezed all over the sales person. She had samples of chocolate and other sweets....only to have a very interesting reaction of a hyper dragon for a short period of time.

Still, the day wasn't all that bad. She had watched and listened to people long enough to understand that people buy things and people give things. Sweets was something that Toothless likes and Toothless wasn't about to give something to someone that she didn't like.

She was walking by one of the sweets stores and in the window, there was a huge display of different confectioneries that her eyes lit up and her tail wagged in happy joy. She went inside and pointed at the display with a purr. Buying gifts were easy....as long as you didn't have to pay for them...and that's what happened. Another successful trip to the market and now with her boxed gift tied to her back, she prances off with pride.]
[identity profile] searchformysin.livejournal.com
[A young boy seems to be wondering the streets of New York in nothing but an outfit that looked like it wasn't very warm. The boy looked rather annoyed for reason unknown as he soon stopped, turning his head slightly as he had stopped in front of a shop window, looking in. The boy soon turned his head away, thinking deeply on something else instead of something he was meant to be doing in the first place and finding a gift for someone.

Pulling out the Blackberry he stares at it for a time, before switching it to video, just to get help on this subject.]


Excuse me, but I need help with something?
[identity profile] timefordressup.livejournal.com
[the camera seems to be on a stand, because Lizzie is standing in front of the The Plaza Hotel as this is being filmed. Someone else is doing the recording]

Hello everyone, and Merry Christmas~! I am Lady Elizabeth Middleford and I am sending this out as a Holiday Party Invitation!

Since the writer has decided that we should all give gifts to everyone, I thought that it would be a wonderful idea to throw a party so that we can all get to know one another~!

The party will be held in The Plaza Hotel [the camera pans to show more of the hotel and the area around it, then back to Lizzie]

There will be food and fun, and everyone can find who they are gifting by the name tags will be worn.

The games will help everyone figure out what their person would like as well, so no more guessing!

The party will be held on Wednesday, the 16th of December so that everyone has time to shop after.

I do hope to see everyone there!

Till the party, I hope everyone stays happy and safe.

[she gives a curtsy and the feed cuts off]
[identity profile] blondefuse.livejournal.com

[Nice is quite happily sat alone in a diner she found, a mug of coffee and a recently used plate in front of her. Taking out her blackberry, she goes to send a quick text]


Hey - I need your opinion on something, but it's not urgent

[She then tucks the device away, and goes back to contentedly sipping her coffee and watching the odd snowflake float by the window. She had been over the moon to wake up a second week and find she was still in Manhatten, however, this week it appeared the Author was getting in the Christmas mood]
[identity profile] youwear-ajacket.livejournal.com

[As soon as Holmes had woken up, he'd been met with the sight of a name etched across his ceiling; 'Wallace'. He'd met him once or twice, and he could only assume that, since it was Christmas the following week, Wallace was the one he was to buy a gift for.

So, a large brunch and one new overcoat later, and Holmes had set off, looking for presents and trying to remember anything distinctive about Wallace that would help said search
]

((Feel free to bump into him~))


[identity profile] jadedserpent.livejournal.com
[The camera shows Snape lying on a bench somewhere.  Looks like it's near Central Park.  He's bundled up in his cloak and gloves.  On his back, he jabs his wand idly at the sky, casting spells on the light snowflakes drifting about.]

Secret Santa.  Pfft.

[He barely knows the person he'd been told to get a gift for.  No way he's going to spend time and money on a gift for someone he doesn't know.]

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