Mask 17 -- Not so much "let it snow" as it is "let it fall on shit like whoa".

[gottafindexit]

[There is a Travis outside the Inn, practicing fighting using his beam katana. It had been a while since that last big battle here at Tetha, and while he had to admit he could still kill shit right it didn't sit well with him that he was more or less getting dull.

So here he is, outside. Training. By swinging his sword in controlled directions at

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[f_fwd_storytime]

Oh quit your bitching at least you have fucking actual clothes.

It's your own fault if you didn't think ahead.

Fuck you.

[gottafindexit]

Oh, shut up. At least you didn't get slammed with over 9000 feet of snow in a few seconds.

[f_fwd_storytime]

You're just ASSUMING I didn't actually.

[gottafindexit]

Well, why not, you'd be half-frozen if you were.

[whoshotsherlock]

[laughing. Just... laughing]

[gottafindexit]

...

[BRB, Greg. Just going to pull some pranks on you while you're laughing your arse off.]

[Attachment: Early Christmas Gift]

[Opening said attachment will pretty much unleash a cubic buttload of snow in your room, Greg.]

[whoshotsherlock]

[Attachm-- DERF SAGIOUBSGBSDBBJHRHGHRHGHR--!]

WHAT THE HELL, TRAVIS?! Aaw maaan its all over the ruuug...

... MATTIE THERE'S SNOW IN THE HOUSE!

wah-- ALEX! NO! WAIT!

[thudding and crashing as Greg gets tackled back in to the huge snow pile in the apartment]

[gottafindexit]

[BRB, cackling madly at your situation now. That's what you get for laughing at Travis, bitch. XDDDDDD]