![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
Thanks to the magic of Christmas, and not a little help from the house elves, a large, opulently decorated Christmas tree stood in the Great Hall. Santa stood back to admire the way the lights winked and glittered from the various branches, and he made an adjustment to the silver star on top.
Chuckling heartily, he began removing boxes from his knapsack and placed them beneath the tree.
There was a box for each person at Hogwarts. Inside the box the recipient would find something they might have asked Santa for had Santa's mun not been such a slacker about RP. Santa understood that Lezard Valeth had once done something similar, so he figured that if the formula worked once, it certainly would again.
Seeing that the presents were all distributed, Santa gave a last merry "Ho, ho, ho!" and climbed up the nearest chimney. His stay at Hogwarts had been pleasant, but now it was time for him to deliver presents to everyone else in the world.
OOC: Feel free to RP opening your presents. And they really can be anything that doesn't break community rules, the Fourth Wall, that sort of thing. Have fun with Santa's gifts!
Chuckling heartily, he began removing boxes from his knapsack and placed them beneath the tree.
There was a box for each person at Hogwarts. Inside the box the recipient would find something they might have asked Santa for had Santa's mun not been such a slacker about RP. Santa understood that Lezard Valeth had once done something similar, so he figured that if the formula worked once, it certainly would again.
Seeing that the presents were all distributed, Santa gave a last merry "Ho, ho, ho!" and climbed up the nearest chimney. His stay at Hogwarts had been pleasant, but now it was time for him to deliver presents to everyone else in the world.
OOC: Feel free to RP opening your presents. And they really can be anything that doesn't break community rules, the Fourth Wall, that sort of thing. Have fun with Santa's gifts!
no subject
Date: 2008-12-24 06:23 pm (UTC)"Giant apple!" The biggest Ryuk ever saw. He chomped down.
no subject
Date: 2008-12-24 07:46 pm (UTC)He snorted. What, he wondered, would this "Sanda Claws" person come up with for a mutinous alien warrior? Brass knuckles? A punching bag? Coal was traditional for traitors, wasn't it?
He opened the box. Inside he found a china pot containing a bonsai tree, (http://www.amazon.com/LOUSBONSAINURSERY-CALAMONDIN-BONSAI-TREE/dp/B000WXSXGS/ref=sr_1_88?ie=UTF8&s=home-garden&qid=1230147655&sr=1-88) blooming with miniature oranges.
"Hmmph." He sniffed the plant. "Reminds me of the fruit trees back home..."
no subject
Date: 2008-12-24 08:48 pm (UTC)Tako had gotten his very own Cuisinart stand mixer for Christmas! After a scream of unholy terror, Tako took refuge in the wrapping paper of the mixer. He was going to need to see his therapist after this. He needed a mixer, sure, but after that childhood incident (http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/32858), Tako would never be the same.
no subject
Date: 2008-12-24 08:57 pm (UTC)Dieter had gotten just what he always wanted, a pasta maker attachment! The problem was, he didn't have the mixer that went with it. Also, making pasta just wasn't the same without Horst. He missed Horst. At least with the attachment, they could make pasta without using a machine that required half of the counter space and an engineering degree to set up.
He saw the mixer and a quivering pile of wrapping paper a few feet away.
"Hey," he told the octopus. "Maybe this belongs to you?" He held out the attachment.
"No," Tako said. "Do you want a mixer? Brand new, right in the box!" Oh dear God get it away from him.
Dieter frowned. "But then what will you have for Christmas?"
"Peace and love is just fine for me!" Tako said with a weak laugh. "Take my mixer, please."
"Thank you," Dieter said, "and in return, you can have all the pasta you can eat."
"It's a deal!" The shook hand to tentacle, and both of them were very happy with what they got for Christmas.
no subject
Date: 2008-12-25 04:01 am (UTC)John did not want to know what Tako and Dieter had just agreed to, but Dieter came over to share anyway. "What a good Christmas!" the German said. "I will cook for you sometime, and we'll talk more about Nietzsche."
"Sounds like a plan," John said. At least dinner didn't involve the sauna. Dieter waved and left, and the detective looked for his own present. He found it surprisingly quickly.
A picture of Times Square, dated 2008. John was touched. He hadn't had a chance to take this year's photo.
no subject
Date: 2008-12-25 04:06 am (UTC)"Isn't it?" he said. "I take one every year. Have since 1850."
"Right," Fields said with a fake cheery smile, and moved a few feet away from him to open her box. It was a pair of jeans and a blouse. Nothing special, but after having nothing but a Hogwarts uniform and a cocktail dress, it was just what she wanted.
no subject
Date: 2008-12-25 04:11 am (UTC)"I beg your pardon!" Fields cried, gathering up her new clothes. "How rude!" She stormed off to Gryffindor.
Provenza shrugged. "It was just a compliment," he muttered, and found his own gift. It was a subscription to Playboy. Santa must have known just what a dirty old man wanted.
no subject
Date: 2008-12-25 04:14 am (UTC)"It was just a compliment!" he said again. "Geeze."
Tenel Ka ignored him in the search for her own box. The tradition of Christmas was new, but the idea of a period of gift-giving was certainly not unique. She missed her friends, and wished that they could be here with her.
Carefully, she opened her box, and found a brand-new hunting knife. Tenel Ka clipped it onto her belt.
no subject
Date: 2008-12-25 04:21 am (UTC)Wordlessly, Tenel Ka held out the knife. Bond examined it. "Not bad," he said, handing it back. "Santa seems to know good quality."
"This is a fact," she said. "Is it customary to thank this Santa?"
"Only with milk and cookies," he replied.
Tenel Ka nodded. "Ah. Aha," she said. "Then I will do this. Thank you."
Bond nodded, and Tenel Ka left. He found his gift soon enough. Silver cuff links. Santa did have good taste.
no subject
Date: 2008-12-25 04:24 am (UTC)"Of course," Bond replied. "And everywhere else, too."
The Antichrist smiled, appreciating the sentiment. He'd come in for his annual rant and rave, and was surprised to find a gift of his own. He had it under his arm, and opened it as Bond replaced his cuff links.
Coal. Go figure.
no subject
Date: 2008-12-25 04:27 am (UTC)"It depends," he said. "Some would say that I've been very good." Damien tossed the hunk of coal on the floor and left.
Claire shrugged, and with some searching, found her gift. It felt heavy, and Claire was surprised to find a tome of bedtime stories. Maybe Santa knew more than she did.
no subject
Date: 2008-12-25 04:31 am (UTC)"No, this is mine," she said. "I know it."
"Okay then," he said cheerfully. Oliver's gift was easy to find. It was long, hard, and could get him off... the ground.
A Nimbus 2001.
no subject
Date: 2008-12-25 04:37 am (UTC)"A Nimbus!" Oliver cried. "Thank you, Santa! Thank you!"
"Down, boy," Billy muttered under his breath. Of course, Oliver didn't notice. He ran out of the room, tearing the paper off the broom as he went.
Billy found his own box, and unwrapped a few plastic dinosaurs. Heh. Cool.
no subject
Date: 2008-12-25 04:39 am (UTC)Billy looked up. "Yeah, you too," he replied. "Hey, look. Rah!" He held up the toy. Grant smiled.
"Santa's got your number."
It seemed that Santa had Grant's, too. How else would he have known to get a blue flannel shirt?
no subject
Date: 2008-12-25 03:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-12-25 04:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-12-25 04:26 am (UTC)She hadn't really wished for anything in particular for Christmas. So she was surprised to find a pretty vintage dress (http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d134/per1etwo/?action=view¤t=ebay060108no014.jpg) under the tree with her name on it.
no subject
Date: 2008-12-25 04:31 am (UTC)She looked over her right shoulder, then her left, and sure the coast was clear, slipped the box into her capacious shoulder bag. No way was she letting that Hat get a hold of her stash!
no subject
Date: 2008-12-25 04:44 am (UTC)"Thom? Did you get me this (http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d134/per1etwo/?action=view¤t=il_430xN41447734.jpg)?" she called, and held up her dreamcatcher.
no subject
Date: 2008-12-25 04:47 am (UTC)Dawny scoffed, and pulled another package from beneath the tree. "This one's for you. Not from me, for the record."
"WoOhOo!" Thom hooted, and tore into the wrapper. Inside was a holopicture of his Dream Girl. (http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d134/per1etwo/comics/?action=view¤t=WhosWhointheLegionofSuper-Heroes02-.jpg) "Wha - how -"
He looked up and sang softly, "But aaas for me an' Gran'pa, we believe..."
no subject
Date: 2008-12-25 05:14 am (UTC)In the box was an item that looked like an elaborately worked glass top spinner. (It would be weeks before she would stumble across a picture that matched up to it in a library book, and identify it as a Sneakoscope.)
no subject
Date: 2008-12-25 06:08 am (UTC)She shrugged and flipped the pages. Inside were handwritten and illustrated spells, including the bubble head charm (http://harrypotter.wikia.com/wiki/Bubble-Head_Charm), a basic cheering charm (http://harrypotter.wikia.com/wiki/Cheering_Charm), Repello Muggletum (http://harrypotter.wikia.com/wiki/Muggle-Repelling_Charm) and a bedazzling hex (http://harrypotter.wikia.com/wiki/Bedazzling_Hex) among others.
no subject
Date: 2008-12-25 08:51 pm (UTC)Finding that out is part of the story, right?
So who is the culprit, you ask?
Do you even know what is the culprit in the first place?
So who is the culprit?
Who is the culprit that's gonna kill me?!
-Frederica Bernkastel poems translated here (http://forums.animesuki.com/showthread.php?t=31811)
Rika could not return home with this gift and the box was not filled with all her friends, but when she curiously opened her wrapped gift something had changed about her. Not that anyone would be able to see this change, unless someone with shinigami eyes saw that her lifespan went from an hour to a week. From the outside it may look like an empty box, but Rika had to sit there for a minute to process the information she had gained from it.
A gift and a curse, to be so close to her goal, but stuck in Hogwarts. At least she has a better place to return to, one where her fated lifespan will soon be broken and she may live longer.
no subject
Date: 2008-12-26 01:42 am (UTC)She slid it on over her shoulders and gave a furtive little sigh, and then squeaked in alarm when she heard footsteps approaching.
Seeing a busyhy-haired girl coming toward her, she quickly whipped off the robe, gave a little eep of surprise, and scampered away from the Christmas tree as if the hounds of Hell were on her heels.
no subject
Date: 2008-12-26 01:53 am (UTC)Hermione watched the naked woman run off, and wondered why she'd seen fit to take off the robe she'd been given. Honestly, the nudity at Hogwarts was distressing.
She was not surprised to learn that she had received a book, because those were her favorite type of gifts. The book turned out to be a signed first edition copy of Hogwarts: A History.
Clasping it reverently to her bosom, Hermione looked around to see who she could ahare her bounty with, and watched a large, broad-shouldered, plain-faced woman and a small, energetic man arrive to get their gifts. Neither of them, sadly, seemed the type to have an appreciation for Hogwarts: A History.
no subject
Date: 2008-12-26 02:04 am (UTC)"Because that would be counterproductive," Miles said patiently. "We have a similar celebration back home called Winterfair. And you did buy gifts for other people. If you didn't buy anything harmful, why would you think Santa would?"
"Because I've never seen this Santa person, and I mislike the fact that he knows more about me than I do him."
Sighing, Miles tore open his gift. "I'll show you. You have nothing to worry about," he said. pulling out the wizard chess set he'd received. "Ooh, chess! With magical pieces! Excellent! Now I just need to find a partner."
no subject
Date: 2008-12-26 02:10 am (UTC)"Brill!" he exclaimed, tearing open his package. "A new broom and a set of bludgers. We ought to get a game going."
no subject
Date: 2008-12-26 02:16 am (UTC)George obligingly handed it to her, and the Great Hall was treated to Luna opening her gift, taking a look at the Chia pet she found inside, and then bursting into tears.
"Oh, Santa! Excellent! This is the best Christmas ever, because I'm actually getting a gift!" she sniffed. "I'll name it... Harold. He can be a companion for Stanley the radish."
Beaming and sniffling, Luna turned and hurrying off, nearly running down Dwight, who was still, as ever, dressed for a day in the office.
no subject
Date: 2008-12-26 02:20 am (UTC)It contained a lapel pin which made him an official honorary assistant to the Order of the Phoenix.
Dwight grinned approvingly. "I have all kinds of ideas about how to fight the Death Eaters," he remarked, reaching for parchment and quill. "I should see Professor Dumbledore immediately."
"Well, right now you should move out of the way so some of us can get past," snarked the hunch-backed albino dwarf who'd materialized at his side. "I've got a package, too."
no subject
Date: 2008-12-26 07:11 am (UTC)Jack smirked as he found his present and straightened, holding it out in front of him -- it was wrapped in gold foil with "Noel Noel Noel" written on it, and it was quite clearly liquor-bottle-shaped. He discarded the wrappings to reveal a bottle of Jim Bean.
"Cheers, Santa," said Jack, twisting off the top and taking a swig.
no subject
Date: 2008-12-26 07:22 am (UTC)"You one of those people that don't bother with glasses, huh?"
Jack shrugged, smiling sheepishly. "Sometimes. My vision's 20/20, after all."
John groaned and shook his head. Then he spotted it -- his package!
"The note says to trade what's inside with the present of the person standing closest to me..." John said skeptically, staring at the note. Then he unwrapped the package, which contained two shot glasses. He turned to Jack and smiled. "Well? What do you say, pal?"
no subject
Date: 2008-12-26 07:37 am (UTC)"Humans," he drawled, not looking at the two men. "Pathetic."
He didn't know why he was even bothering to participate in this ridiculous charade called "Christmas," but on the chance that Hogwarts might yield some new object that could be of use to him, there was little to lose.
There was a floppy disc lying on the ground by his feet, with his name on it. Smith raised an eyebrow; a floppy disc? Really? Claus had given him a gag gift?
But upon touching the gift, he realized that it was indeed a good one, but not quite something you could hold or put in a box. It was an instant, magical Defrag!
no subject
Date: 2008-12-26 07:54 am (UTC)He'd come across a couple of non-humans in stay at Hogwarts thus far, but all of them had been just alien to him as humans -- some more so. But in this person here, he thought he sensed a kinship. The shape his gift took seemed to confirm this suspicion.
Then the man answered. "No. I'm not. I'm an Agent -- a machine."
Roy's lips curled upward at the corners. "So am I. The name's Roy Batty," he offered. "Smith," the other responded stiffly.
After a beat, Roy turned toward the pile of presents and ventured a few steps into it, treading carefully, arms spread out for balance. "Ah!" he said when he saw his name, scooping up the box. It contained inside if a heavy and worn-looking book. Roy cocked his head to the side thoughtfully and read the title out loud: The Visuddhimagga: The Path to Nirvana.
Beside him, Smith sniffed in disdain.
no subject
Date: 2008-12-26 08:06 am (UTC)His reverie was interrupted by someone clambering through the piles of gifts next to him and another person following. He heard the title of the book the blond one had just received.
"Hey," he said, and they both glanced his way. "If you're interested in that, you might be interested in this book too."
no subject
Date: 2008-12-26 08:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-12-26 08:19 am (UTC)He caught up with the lion and scooped him up in his free arm as the two harmonized for a moment, Simba rejoicing in his status as royalty and Bert loudly proclaiming Christmas to be a jolly holiday. The cub squirmed, trying to break free of Bert's undignified and constraining hold on him. Finally he managed it, falling to the floor and promptly springing away, running across the mountain of presents.
Bert started laughing and suddenly found himself floating up toward the ceiling, unable to contain his mirth.
no subject
Date: 2008-12-26 08:23 am (UTC)"Thank you, Santa," he said quietly, and then, turning toward the rest of the room, he added in a louder voice, "Merry Christmas, everyone!"
no subject
Date: 2008-12-26 12:16 pm (UTC)((And, since it works for others...))
no subject
Date: 2008-12-26 12:27 pm (UTC)Almost absently, he said, "Happy Christmas," to the next person he saw coming in the room.
no subject
Date: 2008-12-26 12:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-12-26 12:42 pm (UTC)The First knew he needed it.
no subject
Date: 2008-12-26 12:49 pm (UTC)Anyways, as one of the few of this mun's pups that actually knows what Christmas is and had proper ones as a child, Maddie was excited. She went into the Great Hall with all the enthusiasm of a seven year old. You know, the age when you don't quite believe in Santa anymore but still love the presents. She quickly found a present with her name on it and tore into it. Within, a black and white splotched kitten looked back at her, mewing demandingly at her. She blinked and the kitten yowled. "Yes, yes," Maddie murmured and reached in to scratch the kitten's head. A loud contented purr and headbutting greeted that. Maddie smiled foolishly as she held the box carefully, petting the kitten with one hand, as she walked out.
no subject
Date: 2008-12-26 01:10 pm (UTC)He walked over to the tree, looking around as he did. He picked up the box and stared at it a moment before lifting the lid. Within, he found a familiar bottle of sake and a box labeled "Genmai cha." He smiled softly at the touch of home. He looked up at the tree again, wondering if there was some way for him to receive one of his companions, as well. He sighed and forced his mind onto those companions he was making here. Smiling to himself, he left the room, smiling and bowing slightly to Mello as he passed the boy.
no subject
Date: 2008-12-26 01:25 pm (UTC)In the pile beneath the tree, I see something that makes my heart squeeze tight. A box with my name on it. Fuck. How? This place was too fucking dangerous.
I look around to see who's here and if they're paying any attention to me. They don't seem to be, more interested in finding their own boxes. I pick up mine and remove the tag and think about eating it. I should probably find Near's and take it to him.
But, curiosity is overwhelming. I'll open mine first. Inside, I find a slightly yellowed, slightly worn white bear. I know right away just what the bear's name is. It's been a long time since I've had it, but it manages to make me smile. "River," I whisper before closing the box again and finding Near's and leaving quickly for our room.
no subject
Date: 2009-01-01 01:30 am (UTC)There is a basket-shaped box, wrapped in paper decorated with angels with trumpets. There is a Label on it: "To: Hannibal Sefton, with warm wishes in this, the Christmas Season. From" Santa" He opens it and is licked all over the face by a small big-footed golden lab puppy.
Aw. It's a puppy. A puppy! Hannibal may never have been happier. What will he name him?