Kaito Yagami

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Some people have more constructive things to do on Christmas Eve than sit around grinning like morons about comic books.

Oh, and in case you were wondering, I'm not going to be too annoyed at all the trouble you've gotten me into in the City already. I don't mind a little suffering if it yields the dividends you say it will.

You and I aren't so dissimilar after all.

Save me a candy cane.

Yours,
Scarecrow

Dear Miss Mun,

You've given me a birthday now? Do you even remember how old I'm supposed to be with this PB? I know it's the holidays, but if you're going to take the time to work these things out, you might as well do it right.

I do like the occupation you've given me, though. I enjoy helping with Papa's shop and my unique talents do bring something to it that Cepheus and Scorpius can't quite replicate. Besides, Cepheus has Guildmaster matters now, doesn't he? He's certainly old enough and Mama had worked hard enough to earn her retirement.

Now Miss Mun, you've got holiday cooking to do and it's all by hand, so get to it! I'll be over here to test your opera cake when you've finished. By the way, congratulations on your excellent marks in school. Mama always did say you would do well.

Say, if you're going to be in the kitchen anyway, could you make some fish? I still need a present for Nall.

Sincerely,
Narcissa Malfoy-Ausa

'Lright, maybe this city ain't so bad. Th' monsters were kinda lame, but 'at party don' look half bad. Better'n sittin' 'round lookin' fer somethin' fun ta do 'til Hisagi comes tellin' me I got paperwork ta do. Was kinda fun watchin' Str'berry's face when I showed 'im 'at Kido, too. Though it'd be better if ya could find me someone ta have some fun wit', fightin' 'r otherwise. Ain't even gotta be someone from m'world, or even m'canon. I'm up fer meetin' new people.

Oh, an' good choice colorin' some'a m'icons. But y'are plannin' on doin' th' rest too, ain't ya? I may do annoyin' shit half-assed when there ain't anyone buggin' me 'bout it, but 'at don' mean I ain't gonna bug ya 'bout gettin' me decent shit. Yer gonna have time over th' weekend wit'out internet, ain't ya? Kinda pisses me off knowin' I'll be kept locked up here 'til 'at's over, but I oughta 'least get somethin' outta it.

Grimmjow Jaegerjaques, Kyubantai taichou.

[there aren't any words.

he's just sitting slumped against the wall with his face in his hands. almost like he could cry any second now.]

New icons, paid account, two back to back "reviews" of my canon in the last week. It doesn't take a Jedi to figure out why, either. You're eager and excited, and you have been ever since it was revealed.

I'm not going to complain if it gets me out of your space for any amount of time, but I can only wonder what you're up to. And how to prepare for it accordingly.

I'll be watching you, mun. Don't take me lightly like you did last time. You won't be so lucky.

[Thanks to some interesting wiring and programming changes by one Father William Walter Wordsworth, assisted by the poor android's mun, Tres is ready for the holidays...]

Commencing mission: Naughty or Nice.

Ho. Ho. Ho.

Is this username supposed to imply something, dearest mun? I think it's obvious after that little fiasco at Oblivion, I'd like nothing more than to introduce my knives to his neck. And won't that be fun?

Hmph, if you're planning on sending me anywhere, make sure I won't be bored there. After all, nothing's worse than an angry muse now, is it?

I'll make sure you're ready for it, if you get what I mean.

-Larxene

Hey, mun... Do you think you could try to find some actual stuff for me to do? You barely use me, so I hardly know anyone at school.

Yeah, I know I don't use xi_online, and I literally can't join Curfew Club, but there has to be something you can do with me.

Puuuuuuun.

[It seems Plue is feeling rather generous this year. And, because santa gave him something nifty, he would like to give free lollipops to everyone. He can always make more later or beg for some if somehow what was given to him stops working so it's OK to take one from him.]

Pupuuuuun.

[He also hopes that everyone has a happy holiday.]

Dear SantaMun,

All I'd like for Christmas this year is a good fight, it might be just what I need to shake off these holiday blues and angst doesn't suit me.

For your Consideration,
Red (Ready to Rock) Riding Hood

P.S: Why yes I used this icon to influence you~

[A dark shadow falls across dear_mun.

What is this?  An eclipse?  No!  Eclipses do not roar!]

So, you got a sweet netbook, huh? 

Damn, I don't think I've ever seen you that excited.

Calm down, will ya?

Okay, don't!  MERRY CHRISTMAS!

... You


have already proved yourself... incapable

of playing two characters in... that game.

Indeed

you hardly have the attention... span

to post consistently... in your main... game.






The city does not interest me. It will... inevitably end...

the same way... there... that it did...

the

last

time.

Maybe, maybe maybe... You're just doing it wrong.

I'm being chased down by evil, dive bombing mistletoe, and it isn't funny, mun.

...But Merry Christmas, anyway, mun. I hope you have fun tomorrow morning.

It's certainly been a long year, mun. For both of us. How much has changed since last Christmas? (Well, I'm not a mindless drone, for one. Thanks for fixing that.)

It'll be a tough Christmas without them, but knowing I'll see them again makes it better. And with all the crazy recently -- you two are getting that backdated, right? Fixing it all up soon? -- knowing I'll have a relaxing Christmas is...nice. I know you've been not very active recently, given how crazy things have been offline, but - well, keep on it, alright? The promise that I'll be able to go out and stretch my legs again soon is very relieving.

And I know there are a thousand things you'd rather be doing right now, but don't worry. Things will look up.

And...

Well, for once I'm in the mood to be nice to you. As your oldest muse, from all of us to you, Merry Christmas, mun.

-Terra

P.S. This does not mean you can start being mean to me again to get yourself all happy again. If you start getting ideas like that again, my rock meets your face.

My dear, I must advise you to calm down. Tomorrow will come no sooner with your flailing. I understand you are excited but I believe that you are just making a fool of yourself.

Now, for this application you must submit, do take your time. It will not be pleasing if you must redo it or, if worse comes to worse, are rejected. I am sure any other would tell you the same.

And these day dreams you have, of me being what you call "angsty", it is not very likely. Do please quit it.

This Christmas is gonna be so fucking lame... if I've gotta have a shitty time of it, then I don't see why I should be the only one! [glances down] And that goes double for that goddamn robot.

OI. Robo! Or... Robot Kaito? Seriously? What the hell will the writers come up with next? WHATEVER, ROBO, COME HERE. THERE'S SOMETHING BEHIND THIS COMPLETELY NOT MYSTERIOUS DOOR THAT YOU OUGHTA SEE.

[mysterious door is mysterious and actually pretty boring, really. ...there's a giant trash compactor behind it or something, just go with it guys. ...don't go in D:]

No, I don't know what I want my name to be, either. (Though I do wish you'd stay away from those mythological names. I wouldn't mind something that sounds sort of, y'know, British.)

But I don't see why you think this is such an obstacle to writing. You ought to stop making excuses.

(Also, you need to work on your Secret Santa fic instead.)

Another Christmas? You better get me a home and a bottle of vodka by New Year's eve sweetie.