Garden Festival day one

[wrnpcs]

Twas day one of the Festival, and all through the school
The GFC prepared for something like Yule...

Morning, quad: Ice carving festival

Afternoon, first floor main circle: School fair

Night, ballroom: Art show and talent show

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MORNING, QUAD: Ice carving festival

[wrnpcs]

Contestants all carved their ice blocks with care
In the hopes that Edea would see their flair.

[Amidst the snow on the quad, ice blocks and basic tools are laid out for people to participate in the ice sculpting contest! Para-magic, GFs, and powers are all allowed; just don't mess with other people's ice.]

[fisheyes]

[See this? That's what Gintoki's making, except with ice instead of snow.

How can anyone possibly one-up this piece of art?]

[wrnpcs]

[Oh, sure, that provokes some snickering. And yet, there always has to be someone to take offense. Always. In this case a sour-faced cadet with her hair in a tight bun, who marches over and places her hands squarely on her hips.]

Ugh.

Oh sure, make a giant phallus to represent the school. Take this seriously! This isn't the place for scultured bathroom stall graffiti!

[fisheyes]

[Gintoki reels back. He is offended, madam, utterly offended!]

Oi, how dare you! This isn't a phallus! This is the traditional Shonenjumpo Totem of my religion! What exactly are you saying about my patron gods, you bigot?!

[wrnpcs]

[Her sour face does not change, even as she decides to rant in answer.]

That it's childish and inappropriate, and that your excuse is hardly credible. I don't care if you're off-world and have some stupid primitive fertility God or whatever, you have to accept that here it's phallic and has no place in a school's ice sculpture festival!

1/so many

[fisheyes]

Tch. I wouldn't expect a kid to understand, especially a sheltered one like you.

[fisheyes]

This is the noble family symbol of Nabutobreach before he ascended to godhood after saving my homeworld, the half-finished sword and two poisoned rice-balls he used to slay the evil Sorceress Maroka Magica.

[fisheyes]

This is a symbol of courage against all odds! Of unrelenting defiance against a superior foe! Of personal sacrifice and the protection of the innocent!

[hispeedchase]

Nice ice wang. It's got a certain je ne sais quois to it.

[fisheyes]

[Gintoki doesn't know what the hell that last part means, but the tone sounds complimentary.]

Aa, thanks. It was inspired by the ancient sculptures of the Boner dynasty, with a hint of the more modern Dong era artwork. It might be a little too cultured for these guys, but I live to educate.

[hispeedchase]

[Bursts out laughing.]

Everyone should be experts in the Boner dynasty... the Dong era is vastly overrated.

[gunbladegrrl]

[This is a terrible time, but then again, Gintoki's a terrible person, so there's a certain sort of symmetry there.]

[A package slides across the ground, lubricated by some ice, to bump against his feet. The secret Santa who slid it quickly darts off so as not to be seen!]

[TO GINTOKI, FROM "SECRET SANTA" reads the tag, so as to thwart any attempts at comic confusion as to its intended recipient.]

[fisheyes]

[Gintoki's stepped back, fairly proud of his crime against decenc- sorry, his be-yoooot-iful artwork, when something bumps into his foot.

He looks down.

... On the bright side, it doesn't appear to be ticking, so Gintoki shrugs, picks it up and reads the tag.]

You don't have to put the 'secret', I guessed that part.

[Despite his asshole words, he's first glancing around for the giver, then ripping the paper off. He's not intrigued, honest. Really.]

[gunbladegrrl]

[Comic books!]

[Not manga, of course... 'Secret Santa' has scoured the local stores in search of what are supposed to be the finer representations of comic artistry here. She doesn't know much about it, but she's at least tried to tailor her selection to Gintoki's sense of humor... which she has been exposed to entirely too much of for anyone's sanity.]

[bunnypassingby]

[Since discovering a slight talent for laser welding, Mikuru has been contemplating constructive uses for laser eyes. Her latest attempt: Lasering the details into her ice sculpture of a sleeping cat. So anyone sculpting near her is subject to constant shouts of:] Mikuru Beam!

[... it's not as huge as the icon makes it appear; she's deliberately lasering with very low power.]

[fisheyes]

[Standing idly by is everyone's least-favorite samurai, ready to give non-constructive criticism. Sorry.]

Yeah, yeah, it's nice and all, but is it art?

[bunnypassingby]

[Pause.

[Frown at the ice sculpture.] If I'd drawn something like this for ART 102, it would have been graded as art...

[fisheyes]

And if you'd been making it in a cookery class, they'd have graded it as cookery. And it'd be a fail.

[The logic, where is it.]

Just because something looks like art doesn't mean it is art, see?

[weddingcrasher]

Woah, you have laser eyes!? That's bitchin' awesome!

[bunnypassingby]

Um... Thanks! [It's not a word she'd use, but the "awesome" makes her decide it's a compliment.] It's my first time trying to use them for something like this.

[weddingcrasher]

It's lookin' good so far!

....I think. What is it supposed to be, anyway?

[dragonspooker]

[This little block of ice? It just won't do. Lina's saved the world once with ice, so clearly winning a little ice-sculpture competition should be easy-peasy! ...ignoring that she had help for the world-saving and encasing a monster in ice is completely different than carving something out of it.

Standing several feet away from where her block is, she raises her hands, firing several blue beams at the block, making it grow in size.]

Aqua Create! Freeze Arrow! Aqua Create! Freeze Arrow!

[This goes on for a few moments until the block is several times the size it was when she started. Lina cracks her knuckles, then rubs her hands together with a cocky chuckle - it's been a while since she could really cut loose and have some fun with her magic.]

[jellyfishbrain]

[Gourry is spectating rather than helping -- though he's sure Lina will draft him to assist in her endeavors before too long.]

You don't need that much ice, do ya, Lina? What are you sculpting, anyway?

[dragonspooker]

Of course I do! I need a lot of ice to make a monument to the greatest sorcery genius known to the world at large!

[By which she means her, of course.]

Now, watch a true master at work, Gourry! FLARE BIT!

[A stream of small red balls spray from Lina's outstretched hands, and start knocking chunks of the ice away. Rather...er, dangerously in fact. Some of the larger bits crash around the base of her ice pile.]

[jellyfishbrain]

[He throws a hand up to shield his eyes from any splintering ice that might come his way.]

What, you're gonna make an ice sculpture of some old guy? I thought for sure you'd make one of yourself!

[Yep, over his head.]