mingle all the way!

[icepopstar]

['sup, it's a mingle post.

Today's theme is snow! (Because I'm unoriginal the DR is just covered in it.) Do whatever you want in the soft, white, fluffy snow. Snowball fight! Snowboard! Sled! Snowman bowling! If you're daring, why not play with ice? Ice-skate on a lake! Sled on the ice! Or maybe slip and slide around on the roads.

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[pimpsaw]

[forced to abandon her legwear because the metal joints kinda froze, fuck everything]

[so have a rather annoyed Saw wandering around barefoot, trying to pry her frozen claws apart. god this winter shit is so stupid!!!]

[icepopstar]

...that looks very uncomfortable.

[pimpsaw]

[scowls and smashes her frozen claws against a streetlamp]

[nope all she accomplished was making a bunch of dents in the pole]

[icepopstar]

[Any high-pitched yelp she might've heard was not him. Nope. Totally not him.

Uh, keeping his distance.]

D-do you need help?

[pimpsaw]

[suddenly realizes how silly she must look, beating the crap out of a streetlamp.

AHEM... you saw nothing.]

No, I don't.

[icepopstar]

I-if you say so...

Er, don't be afraid to ask if you need anything.

[pimpsaw]

[I DON'T NEED ANYTHING FROM YOU, INSIGNIFICANT SINGING ROBOT!!!]

Hn.

[icepopstar]

[K-KYAAA! ;;]

[pimpsaw]

[starts smashing at the nearest building, die concrete wall die]

[icepopstar]

[This does not seem to be very productive behavior from where he's sitting.]

[pimpsaw]

[no shut up this is totally working]

[icepopstar]

[The longer this goes on, the sadder it seems... an angry, barefoot young lady in the snow.]

[pimpsaw]

[eventually the thick ice encasing her claws finally shatters. after a good chunk of the building is mostly rubble.]

[slowly turns to stare at Kaito]

Do you have something to say? [flexing her claws oh look how sharp they are]

[icepopstar]

[Why, Grandma! What sharp claws you have!]

Nothing from me! I didn't say anything!

[pimpsaw]

[do I have to rip your wires out]

Are you sure? [picks up a hunk of concrete and pulverizes it in one fist]

[icepopstar]

[FLINCHING, HELLO, that is incredibly frightening. Yet he's not jumping up and running yet. Maybe he's fearless! ...or paralyzed with fear. Or just that stupid. Or it's a mix of all three. Something like that.]

P-pretty sure. I'd know, you know? There'd be a log o-or a record in my files. A transcription! Yeah. It doesn't say I said anything. At all.