WEEK 3 DAY 2: MISSION

[wonderful_mods]

Mission: "Get a present from Santa!"
Time Limit: Medium
Noise Plane: Solo
Wall Instructions: Key walls in front of Lutie Fields and the Toy Factory.
Wall Rewards: Handsfree Healing
Reaped Rewards: Ice Risers
Mission Rewards: 10,000 zeny



[Well, doesn't this mission sound nice? Anyone venturing into the fields and the toy factory will find a great number of very suspicious Santas, whose sacks appear to have something alive in them... umm, he's really not Santa, is he? But think about it! The real Santa would probably be very pleased if you took care of the impostors, and surely he must live somewhere in town. So fight on and get your present!]

Comments

[xmas_fild01]

[Near the end of the mission, a jolly figure can be seen settling down in the lobby of the inn - the place Neku and the others had designated as a 'neutral zone' - for a while.

Unlike the obviously fake Santas roaming about and getting whacked repeatedly with swords, this one had both of his hands, all of his teeth, and a pleasant demeanor.

And perhaps he even knows if you've been bad or good.]

I'm sorry I needed to before I left~

[notsogrimreaper]

[Ryoji had been just quickly passing by to get something to eat, but a glimpse of red through one of the windows changed his mind. He thought it was another bad Santa, so he was sneaking in quietly until-oh my god, this one has both hands! He's smiling! He must be...]

Santa!

[Hurrying in like a little kid hyped up on sugar and then sitting down on the floor in front of him.]

I knew the stories were right! There is a jolly one!

[xmas_fild01]

[He laughs - and as expected, it's a deep, hearty 'ho ho', maybe with an extra 'ho' or two for good measure.]

Of course there is. Even if I can't visit every land, this place is like home to me.

[notsogrimreaper]

I thought so! It's really cold, but happy! Nice to meet you, Santa-san! I'm Ryoji Mochizuki.

[Oh wait, does he know that already? Ryoji just stares with wide eyes, hanging on to every word Santa will say.]

[xmas_fild01]

Always so polite, as well!

[He offers a slight bow, as he believes is customary in Ryoji's culture.]

But even being nice does not always mean being good, you know that?

[The warmth is still there, but there's a slight firmness, as well - as if he knows what your next question will be, and he's leading you up to a justification one way or another.]

[vexed_snake]

[Really? Really?! This is just too much. Really, this whole place has been bleeding far too much Christmas cheer and far too few conveniently-located reflective surfaces for Asakura's tastes. He's giving this Santa the stinkeye and wondering if this one's just as bad as the other fake ones...even though this Santa sadly appears non-aggressive.]

[xmas_fild01]

[The man in red just smiles, knowingly.

Oh, he's seen what you think of the town, Asakura.]

[vexed_snake]

[He is so vexed with you right now, old man.]

Pretty proud of this place, are you?

[xmas_fild01]

Proud of bringing happiness to others.

Not something you are very familiar with, I take it.

[zebrarhyme_everytime]

[Thankfully, Zecora has been told about the good Santa, so he isn't immediately brutalized by an ottoman. Rather, the zebra approaches cautiously, not certain if this one will attack, but willing to give the benefit of the doubt.]

[xmas_fild01]

[Again, as with Asakura, he does not speak up unless spoken to, but he offers the same warm smile.]

[zebrarhyme_everytime]

You're less fearsome than the others, without a doubt.
Are you the real Santa I've heard about?

[xmas_fild01]

Indeed I am, young zebra.

[Well, young compared to him.]

[needsmorezippers]

[Neku was coming back to the lobby to sketch or something, since he isn't a Player and didn't have to find Santa, but... there he is. A real one. The hell is this.]

[xmas_fild01]

[Why, this isn't hell at all, Neku! It's Christmas! A time for togetherness, friends, and happi--oh. Well, maybe a smidge hellish, we suppose.

At least you aren't Asakura.]

[needsmorezippers]

[This is so weird. Neku will... carefully approach, still looking bewildered.]

[tamedhollow]

[Ichigo, with a new (somewhat crappy) katana in tow, enters the inn to warm up a little after a long day that his mun hasn't bothered to thread out yet.

Then just sort of... stares. With his mouth a little dropped open. From across the room.

No. No way.]

[xmas_fild01]

[Way.

Apparently even Santa likes to kick back in the warmth with hot cocoa and egg nog. That, or someone told him to show up here so that he can see the players.

...Assuming he can't see the players normally - I mean, it is Santa.]

[tamedhollow]

[Cautiously, Ichigo takes a few steps closer. This guy is certainly different than those monsters the Players are supposed to kill today. Not human, though, not entirely. Also he smells good. Like cocoa and peppermint and warm fuzzies.

Which Ichigo didn't even know what a smell until just now. ]

....


Are... you....

[shinbunshinobi]

[He could be a mall Santa for all Sasuke cares, but he's not like the others. It's worth investigating.]

You know, Santa's got a view fakers out there trying to ruin his image. I doubt trying to scare and kidnap people is part of the Christmas spirit.

[xmas_fild01]

Indeed, indeed.

[The mood turns a touch somber as he regards Sasuke.]

You've been hunting them, I can tell - but I need proof before I can properly reward you. After all, if you don't gather up those torn stockings they carry, the problem will continue unabated.

Christmas magic can be a dangerous thing when it goes awry.

[shinbunshinobi]

If it's proof you want, me and a monkey have been taking care of that.

[Wow, does it sound weird to say that. Usually, Sasuke's the one being called a monkey. He presents the stockings he's collected. A number of them Tarble has.]

Although, if you're asking me to darn them... well, I think you should ask someone else to do that.

[notsogreatape]

[He's taken aback for a moment thinking it's indeed one of the enemies, but that sure isn't a hook hand, there. A less menacing version...could this be who he was told about?]

Excuse me, sir?

[xmas_fild01]

[It appears as the day has worn on, the old man has dozed off in his seat. He perks awake when someone speaks to him, smiling.]

Ho, ho, ho~. Pardon... as the holidays get closer in other lands, I get rather worn out.

[notsogreatape]

I didn't mean to disturb you, sir. I was only curious--are you Santa, by any chance?