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134434 No. 134434 ID: 11f77a

Hello, little ones! Vikta tells me about another Secret Santa happening soon and I thought it would be fun to chaperone your fifth year! Sashi, Deemus, Vikta, Nummax, and Charu will help deliver all the gifts as I’m not good with remembering addresses from different dimensions and planets.

And so, here are the previous years of gift-giving:
(2016) https://questden.org/kusaba/questdis/res/106091.html
(2017) https://questden.org/kusaba/questdis/res/118595.html
(2018) https://questden.org/kusaba/questdis/res/126663.html
(2019) https://questden.org/kusaba/questdis/res/131539.html

You can participate in two ways:

For Quest Authors/Signing-Up
For authors, all you need to do is declare which of your quest characters will take part in this thread. Include their name and a link to the quest or wiki page. A picture is helpful as well. If posting multiple characters, you must state whether they’re a GROUP or INDIVIDUALS. Once we reach an appointed date, everyone will be randomly assigned their partner.

Okay now, this part is important! Read carefully! Once a match is made it is your job to write and illustrate what your character would give to their special someone! Perhaps something from their world. Or something personal! Or a book! Fancy gadgets! Leftovers! You’re not obligated to have your character respond to a gift received. But the process of your character finding their partner’s gift is the least bit expected. One picture, ten pictures, animated; doesn’t matter as long as you don’t tire yourselves out! Posting early or late is no problem, either!

Pairings will be made on the 10th. Latecomers will have until 17th. They’ll be posted with spoiler tags to keep things a secret! Have a look through past Secret Santas to get an idea on how it all works.

For Suggestors
Suggestors may also participate and gift any quest character! Post your idea for a present and who will receive it! Disclaimer though: it will be up to the author if their characters accept the gifts or not. It’s a busy month, but one may encourage their participation!

Even if it’s not related to gift-giving, anyone can illustrate and post a festive image!

Anyone unfortunate enough to not receive their gift will be compensated to the best of our ability! Sometimes artists need extra time after Christmas and New Years.

So let’s have some fun!
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No. 134546 ID: a721f3
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134546

The next few days were of rapid prototyping and development. Several explosions had occurred in the process.
Differences were put aside as sisters worked in tandem to coordinate and prototype the construction of the outfit piece, all with the careful supervision of the tech-savvy genius behind this ambitious project.

Then, at last...
The combined efforts of the motley trio bore fruit - The Ultimate Outfit piece, for one lucky witch!
The Nanofibre Insulative and Device for Signalling Holiday-spirit, Torso-borne. the NIDSHT!

Inspired by the fashions of those strange fuzzy uniforms people wear in universes during this time of year, it's lined with nanofibres supplied by the local medic that can withstand bullets, fire and electrical shocks, all while keeping you as warm as a blue chimera in a lab-coat! The stylish tassels on the bottom are intended to create radio white noise when an electrical current is run through it - although such a thing is unlikely to be encountered in a world such as the client's, who knows what could happen? Perhaps it could be used to drown out the awful music that the neighbor is playing next door.
The distinct, flashing lights of the outfit make it so that you are easily identified on the field, meaning you'll never get lost in a dark cave, and your friends will be able to find you at any time - gathering around you like the centerpiece of a winter decoration. It also doubles as a tactical flashbulb! When activated, the lights would flare up and blind anyone in the nearby vicinity in a three-hundred and sixty degree angle. Naturally, this is most effective when you're wearing appropriate equipment and light dampeners over your eyes.
With how light it is, it'll feel like a natural extension of your own skin!
Truly, the most practical of gifts, made with the best technology available to three gifted engineers.

Unfortunately, fashion sense was not part of a soldier's curriculum in this facility.

With the gift properly wrapped, Diagram sent it off onto its way. Hopefully it remains intact during transit! After all, if it spilled out of its box and floated off into the nether of the void between dimensions, it'll probably remain there for the rest of eternity, bothering the eldritch beings that reside there with it's festive lighting.
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No. 134560 ID: b5fb67
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134560

Lily: "This is for you! Merry Christmas!"

LF: "Neat! ...what is it?"

Lily: "It's a smartphone! You can use it to talk to your friends, sent texts, take pictures, watch movies, browse the internet, make Tweets..."

LF: "What's a Tweet? Do birds live in that?"

Lily: "Well, it's a social medial program where you can send a message to a great many people about a wide variety of topics and interest, like h-"

LF: "Whoa! I can tell a bunch of people how awesome I am?!"

Lily: "Well..."

LF: "HELL YES! I get to tell everyone that I am the best forever! Gimmie gimmie gimmie!"

Lily: "I may not have thought this through all the way..."
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No. 134561 ID: 11f77a
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134561

Dear Miss Lady Serah-Kensington. I was given the task to be your secret santa this year! I learned you are an alchemist who likes to mix potions for enhancing the body and soul. You know, I’m something of an alchemist myself. No, really! I may not craft concoctions that may increase your boobage capacity--but I certainly have an enchantable-grade soapmaking kit left over in Dama’s Bathhouse."
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No. 134562 ID: 11f77a
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134562

"That’s right; you too can lather magic all up in your face and skin if you apply any of the following effects* and fragrances to these soaps; such additives as..!

Arrowhead Pine: Be quick and swift like the Huntoon warriors.
Lumenbug Amber: Outshine your fairy companions with arthocobic bioluminescence.
Saltrock Mist: Bulk up in Krullg-crab chitin and increase defense! Barnacles included! They’ll fall off eventually.
Tarblood Moss: Increase fire resistance from the tar pits of the Gard’s home world.
Cloud-Manta Extract: Jump higher like you’re on the moon, and gracefully float down without fall damage.
Clearwater Cherry: Vanish and go undetected! Or maybe just have people ignore you more. I forget which effect is more potent.

I hope you figure out new mixtures for your own!

-Vikta Yamelle-Dama
"
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No. 134567 ID: 12b116
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134567

The box shakes back and forth as Eth digs around in the junk.

"Thanks for helping me, Albah," Eth says.

"There's a little girl named Pop Pop Pollock that's in some kind of mysterious between-worlds-place. You know?"

Albah nods.

"Most of the stuff in my warehouse is too heavy for me to fool with."

"Yeah no problem, boss" Albah thinks to Eth. "Always glad to help."

"Just promise you aren't going to put a fruit or anything weird in the box. It's for a girl, so be classy," Eth says, noting the slightly deceptive sweet scent to Albah's pollen.

"I'm always classy," Eth hears in his head as Albah attepts to keep her pollen as neutral as possible. "What were you thinking of giving her?"
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No. 134568 ID: 12b116
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134568

Eth pulls a battered helmet sized for a human from the box.

"Help me with this," he says. "She seems like the adventury sort, so I figured she'd like a helmet."

"Hmm," Albah thinks. "Yeah that seems reasonable. I always appreciate a practical gift, but you might want to add something that girls like."

Eth wriggles thoughtfully.

"I know she likes some kind of flatbread with stuff on it, but I don't have any flatbread. Good bread is way too expensive, and I don't trust shipping between worlds."

he thinks for a minute.

"Girls seem to like my gladiators, but they don't ship well," he says. "I do have something that I sell that seems popular with women, though. And men, actually."

"What's that?"
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No. 134569 ID: 12b116
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134569

Eth peers into the box as he holds up a glass bottle full of clear liquid.

"It's gladiator sweat. It's like a side hustle I have going on. I bring it to the arena and if my guy wins, there's usually folks who want a memento. It's dated and everything."

Albah doesn't say anything.

"Especially rich ladies like it. Men tend to like the sweat from my women gladiators, but they buy it whether they win or not. Dunno why."

...

"Sure, that seems fine," Albah thinks. Her pollen taking on a sharp, sarcastic scent, but Eth doesn't seem to notice. "I'll nail this up and get it to the World Witch to send."

"Sounds great, Albah. Thanks again for the help."

...

"Sure."

After Albah nails it closed, Eth writes "TO POM POM POLLOCK, FROM ETH" on the side in fancy ink, extremely pleased with himself.

Eth is sending Pom Pom Pollock a wooden crated with a bottle of (probably) Gladiator sweat, a beat up helmet, and one of Albah's fruits.

Surely treasures that anyone would enjoy!
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No. 134570 ID: e51896
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134570

Meanwhile, in the dreamrealm…
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No. 134571 ID: e51896
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134571

A dreamcier is hard at work within the walls of her lab located in the ship of the bounty hunter group known as the “Midnight Captors”. It is one of the most important inventions she’s ever worked on, one which she had begun many months ago whenever she had the free time. As the deadline of her project fast approaches, she has lately been in a state of deep concentration on only her invention and nothing else, even going as far as to decline invitations to group activities such as a beach vacation, or go out hunting nightmares with the rest of the Midnight Captors.

All through her deep concentration with all her senses focused squarely on injecting her blood into the illusionary seed, she did not realize that someone has entered her laboratory

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No. 134572 ID: e51896
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134572

:ss_2020_arthurius: : “Hi Mags! Henry and I are back from our mission!”

Magnolia upon hearing Arthurius’ voice almost instinctively broke her concentration off her work to direct her attention towards Arthurius. Staring at Arthurius, she gives him a small nod of acknowledgement of his presence and awaits patiently in silence for him to explain why he is in her lab.

:ss_2020_arthurius: : “Just wanted to let you know that Henry is baking some celebratory gingerbread cookies. When you get the chance, come have some cookies to replenish your energy from drawing blood.”
:ss_2020_magnolia: : “Thank youuuuuuuu Arth… I hope Henry doesn’t burn the food again.”

Magnolia goes back to her state of concentration as she continues her work on the illusionary seed while Arthurius laughs at her comment. After the moment passes, Arthurius looks over at the seed that Magnolia is working on.

:ss_2020_arthurius: : “You’ve been hard at work lately, Mags. Whatever you are working on must be something really important and big.”

Magnolia just nods, not taking her attention off the seed.

:ss_2020_arthurius: : “Well despite its importance, I hope you don’t overwork yourself. I know your inventions are important for the team and to help you get better at constructing dreams, but you should remember to take some time off. Take a break now and then to recharge. I’ve been missing you during our missions and activities.”
:ss_2020_magnolia: : “Appreciated.”
:ss_2020_arthurius: : “Say, I’ve been curious… what is it you have been working on that has kept you away from interacting with us more than usual anyway? Is it a super amazing gadget or weapon for us to use in missions?”
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No. 134573 ID: e51896
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134573

Without saying anything or taking her eyes off of her work, Magnolia just points over to the monitor resting on a wheeled computer stand. It is a familiar sight to Arthurius, a computer connected to a blood packet containing Magnolia’s blood that she had drew from her wrist. Blood which all dreamciers had inherited from the god of dreams Morpheus. Within all dreamcier’s blood contains the foundations or blueprints of whatever object they can imagine which they can use to inject into an illusionary seed in order to create dreams and objects they imagined for any visiting dreamers to interact with. The computer Arthurius sees uses Magnolia blood to help give her get a visual of what she had imagined as she drew blood so she can get a better understanding of what she is inventing and fix some things before she finally injects the blood into the illusionary seed.

The light of the computer screen reveals to Arthurius that Magnolia is currently inventing not a weapon, nor a gadget, but a flower.


:ss_2020_arthurius: : “Huh… a flower? Interesting. Not what I expected in comparison to your other inventions, but I know your inventions are more than meets the eye. So how does this flower help the team?”
:ss_2020_magnolia: : “Oh… this isn’t for us. It is a gifffffffffffft for someone else”
:ss_2020_arthurius: : “hmm… something grand that you’ve been working on for months that isn’t for the Midnight Captors… wait a minute… Whoa! Did you get a boyfriend?”
:ss_2020_magnolia: : “Nah, it’s fooooooooor a secret gift exchange.”
:ss_2020_arthurius: : “Gift exchange? First I’ve heard of this. Since when did you take part of this gift exchange? And with who? I’m kind of surprised you’re participating in this kind of activity because you usually keep to yourself.”
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No. 134574 ID: e51896
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134574

Magnolia takes a break from her work, turning her attention away from the seed to talk with Arthurius

:ss_2020_magnolia: : “Welllllll… remember that bounty hunting mission in the Cloudleaf forest months ago?”
:ss_2020_arthurius: : “Oh yeah. That nightmarecier we were hunting was a massive creep, trying to turn all the cloudy trees into storm clouds. What about it?”
:ss_2020_magnolia: : “When we separated, I came acroooooooooooss a dreamer lost in the woods.”
:ss_2020_arthurius: : “You rescued them, correct?”
:ss_2020_magnolia: : “Yeah, as thanks, he invvvvvvvvvvvited me to a multi-dimensional gift exchange his family’s running.”
:ss_2020_arthurius: : “But dreamers can’t take things with them from their dreams to reality… can they?”
:ss_2020_magnolia: : “He claimmmmmmmmmms they can.”
:ss_2020_arthurius: : “This feels kind of sketchy… Are dreamciers even allowed to send dream objects to reality? I feel we could get severely punished for directly interfering with reality and could be sacrilegious in Morpheus’ eye…”
:ss_2020_magnolia: : “Heeeeeee says he spoke with the royals, and got approval for this project.”
:ss_2020_arthurius: : “Well… I still don’t know about this…”
:ss_2020_magnolia: : “He also said that his family will take all resssssssssponsibilities if there are any issues.”
:ss_2020_arthurius: : “hmmmm… I still think this is sketchy, but if you are so sure, I’ll trust you, Mags.”
:ss_2020_magnolia: : “Thanksssssssssss.”
:ss_2020_arthurius: : “So who is the gift for?”
:ss_2020_magnolia: : “A dreammmmmmmer name Eudora, a friend of the person running the exchange.”
:ss_2020_arthurius: : “What kind of dreamer is Eudora?”
:ss_2020_magnolia: : “Introverted, tough, intimidating, sleeps a lot… I’mmmm told she is difficult to shop for.”
:ss_2020_arthurius: : “How so?”
:ss_2020_magnolia: : “She keeps to herself, and lives a minimaaaaaaaaaalistic lifestyle in her room.”
:ss_2020_arthurius: : “So how do you know she would want a flower?”
:ss_2020_magnolia: : “I heard she has plants in her room, and is knnnnnnnnowledgeable about nature…”
:ss_2020_arthurius: : “hmmm. I guess an introvert would be best to truly understand another introvert.”

Magnolia just shrugs
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No. 134575 ID: e51896
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134575

:ss_2020_magnolia: : “Well, accordiiiiiiiiiiiiing to the computer, the gift looks ready. Time to crack open this seed…”
:ss_2020_arthurius: : “Oh! I’m just in time then. Mind if I watch?”
:ss_2020_magnolia: : “Not at all, go aheeeeeeead. Please shield your eyes for this part.”

Magnolia picks up the seed and proceeds to open the eye of the illusionary seed.
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No. 134576 ID: e51896
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134576

Upon cracking open the seed, a blinding light emerges from inside the seed.
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No. 134577 ID: e51896
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134577

The light begins to concentrate into one area, and soon starts taking shape.
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No. 134578 ID: e51896
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134578

Once the light takes it form, it fades into the flower that Magnolia spent tirelessly inventing.

:ss_2020_magnolia: : “Aaaaaaaallllllllllllll done...”
:ss_2020_arthurius: : “Wow Mags. As usual, your inventions never cease to amaze me. Though I have to wonder, for the gift exchange, why not just buy a flower at the store and gift that instead of spending all that time and blood to make one?”
:ss_2020_magnolia: : “Ummmm… Well…… Oh! It’s not special if I didn’t take effort to make it myself.”
:ss_2020_arthurius: : “Yeah, but y… nevermind. That is a really good answer. Sorry.”
:ss_2020_magnolia: : “I could probablllllllllllly do better at making this though...”
:ss_2020_arthurius: : “Nonsense, you worked many months on this. Be proud of what you’ve accomplished.”

Magnolia nods
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No. 134579 ID: e51896
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134579

Arthurius takes a long sniff of the flower and sighs in tranquility

:ss_2020_arthurius: : “Your inventions usually have neat twists to them with their interesting quirks. Does your flower do anything special?”
:ss_2020_magnolia: : “Well, I hear Eudorrrrrrrrrrrrra tends to get disturbed awake from her sleep.”
:ss_2020_arthurius: : “*Yawn* That’s not good. So what about it?”
:ss_2020_magnolia: : “So this flower’s aroma can give people who smmmmmmmell it a well-rested pleasant sleep.”
:ss_2020_arthurius: : “*Yawn* Sorry, I couldn’t catch what you just said… I feel very tired all of the sudden… it must be from working hard during that mission… can I rest my eyes and head here… on this table... for just… a minute?”
:ss_2020_magnolia: : “I don’t mind. Goooooooooo ahead.”
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No. 134580 ID: e51896
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134580

:ss_2020_arthurius: : “*Snores*.
:ss_2020_magnolia: : “Goodnight, Arth. Looks like I’ll get the videogame console all to myself tonight.”
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No. 134581 ID: e51896
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134581

:ss_2020_magnolia: :
Eudora,

Please caretake this flower among your plant collection. Smelling it helps you sleep.

-Magnolia

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No. 134583 ID: d63ea8
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134583

Knife: "Hey Victor."

Knife: "Err..."

Knife: "All up-and-coming saboteurs need to know their way around a blade."

Knife: "So I hope you find this informative guide to your liking!"

Knife: "It has uh-"

Knife: "A wide catalogue attached as well..."

*cough*

Knife: "If you're into that sort of thing."
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No. 134584 ID: d63ea8
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134584

Knife: "I apologize for the wrapping, and uh..."

Knife: "...not getting a proper card."

Knife: "It was a bit of an ordeal."
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No. 134586 ID: d63ea8
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134586

Knife: "If you like it, then feel free to write!"

Knife: "I might have a few more volumes that I could recommend."

And that concludes the message. There's enough credit for a return message if you'd like, or if you would like to set up a plan with Avalon Utilities and subsidiaries I have left a card inside with our contact information.

Otherwise I wish you a splendid solstice celebration Mr. Blind Spot.

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No. 134587 ID: b5fb67
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134587

Sarah holds up a small envelope in front of Eth. She bends over to curiously eye the little package.

Sarah: "I wasn't sure what you wanted, so I got you this gift card to Chili's! They make great ribs, as I understand it!"

I cheated a bit, but I am under the gun! Props to Joshua Otero for picking up the slack.
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No. 134590 ID: 12b116
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134590

>>134587
Albah hands Eth the card.

"You're too tiny," echoes in his mind from Albah's pollen. "Your gift exchange person thought I was you."

Eth takes the plastic card and smiles. "Eh, it's no big deal."

"Thank you very much Sarah! I will treasure it always!"

He turns to Albah.

"Do you know what it is?"

She shrugs.

Thanks Anon44!
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No. 134591 ID: 12b116
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134591

Hi Hin! My name is Lyllia and I was lucky enough to get you in this gift exchange!

I've done a bit of looking, and first of all, I want to tell you that you're gorgeous! It seems like you're an expert craftswoman in a world with lots of magic.

I don't know that much about magic, but I have some handmade gifts that might be useful. I hope you like them!

One is a skull that I cleaned myself. I've taken a lot of time and care to make sure it's spotless. Even if you can't use it for magic, maybe it'll make a nice decoration?

The second thing is a preserved heart. It's full of love!

Anyway, I'm including this picture of myself with your gifts. Please enjoy them!


XOXO

-Lyllia
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No. 134595 ID: 8483cf
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134595

Best. Holiday. Ever.

Sparkling lights all around. Hot food on the table. Cuddles by the hearth. Hot chocolate. But most of all, the smiles. Smiles everywhere.

It’s so cold outside, but somehow this just makes people warmer on the inside. It’s a holiday just for being nice to each other, and being selfless, and wishing for the best.

Even if you don’t look like everyone else, you’re still welcome. Even if you can’t sing, you can still feel the music lift your spirits.
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No. 134596 ID: 8483cf
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134596

It’s a holiday for putting aside your differences, even for the people who drive you crazy.
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No. 134597 ID: 8483cf
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134597

Dotti doesn’t have any money, or skills, or magic, but she knows exactly what to give for her secret santa. She remembers the first gift she ever received, long ago on a cold winter night.

For Lyllia, Dotti gives a hand-crafted hair bow. If you close your eyes, you can feel the light, love and hope that went into Dotti’s very first gift.
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No. 134601 ID: 8483cf
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134601

“Um, Eilie?. I'm your secret Serah. I mean, Santa! I'm Santa!”

“I'm sorry, I'm just not used to picking out my own gifts. Normally there are people who help with this kind of thing. I can't give the wrong gift, because it can't be too generous, or too meager, and both are bad, and if I give a certain maker's work then people will assume my father is favoring him and-”

“I'm sorry for rambling!”
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134602

Serah gives Eilie a cigarette holder. Classy, refined, and has a customizable filter, so you don't have to worry about how much of the good stuff you're losing out on!
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No. 134605 ID: 12b116
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134605

Dotti, thank you so much!

I love it! It's my favorite color and everything!

I'll wear mine just like you wear yours!

Let me say that you are just completely adorable! I just wanna squeeze you until you pop!

Hugs and Kisses!

-Lyllia
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134607

"Hey Eilie," Kayree says, poking her nose into the armory. "Whacha doin?"

"I'm doin' this secret Sarah thing," Eilie says, banging around in the locker. "My secret Serah got me this sweet cigarette holder, and I'm gonna give my secret Sarah a shotgun."

"That cigarette holder is really cute. Makes you look all refined and classy."

"You know I'm classy as fuck," Eilie says, taking a shotgun out of the cabinet.
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134608

Kayree takes Eilie's hand as she turns to leave.

"That sounds like a real thoughtful gift," Kayree says. "Who couldn't use an extra shotgun?"

"This Sarah chick is in tough spot too. I bet a shotgun is just what she needs!"

They leave the armory together, hand-in-hand.

"You're so fuckin cute, Kayree," Eilie says.

"You're the one that's so fuckin' cute, Eilie," Kayree replies.
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134619

Melody: "Hello Ms. Hydra! Um... so I didn't quite know what to get a 5-headed creature, so I got you 5 separate pairs of earbuds! Y'know... so each of you can listen to your own music!"

Melody: "Please don't eat me..."
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134631

Milady! A missive from the ether!

"Missive?? Wot's missive, bump?"
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No. 134632 ID: 3994a2
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134632

...A message, milady. You are invited to participate in what seems to be an interdimensional holiday gift exchange. This... entity, one Ravenous Delights, shall be your recipient.

"Hahaha! Pomegranate head, pomegranate head!"

Manners, milady! That is quite rude!

"But Pomegranates da best, bump!"

...Ahem. Be that as it may, this Ravenous Delights fellow might not... appreciate the comparison. Might I suggest we focus our efforts on selecting an appropriate gift? Surely a stroll across the realm shall --
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No. 134633 ID: 3994a2
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134633

"Oh I got some good stuff right here, bump!"

Mmm. Yes, let's select something from one of your many piles of junk and hazardous objects. That would be a capital choice. sigh...
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No. 134634 ID: 3994a2
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134634

Pop Pop is sending Ravenous Delights: an observation globe of metastable hyperbolic spacetime (caution: potentially harmful to local geometries if viewed from oblique angles), a triple-entangled pair of strangelet nodes (warning: do not combine under penalty of trans-universal law), and a bag containing 14 pomegranates (content warning: pomegranates).
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No. 134646 ID: 61d5f3
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134646

Sometime following the arrival of a new year, a letter arrives at the Vesper Society, addressed to a certain "Penny Ainsley".
It is simple, straightforward. A hand-folded envelope containing a photograph and a note - though, the true present there, are the memories. Rare was it in such a world for messages to be delivered in physical media - but when inter-dimensional customs are involved, it was better to be safe.

"Hey. Nickel here," the note begins, written in the precise script of someone with a steady hand. The words are stilted, carefully chosen like pieces taken out of a box and assembled together.
"Thank you for inviting us over to that party. It must be tough being one of the new girls to such a place, being so small. It is hard to take the initiative, asking the commander of your facility to organize such a get-together was thoughtful of you. Do you find it scary? Even so, us small folk, we've always got a blade or two up our sleeves. You'll do fine as you figure things out."

A pause, a discernible gap in the paragraphs being written. To the reader, an implication arises. The seeking of advice from someone more experienced in social interaction; manners and politeness. Like a beast asking how to speak and walk like a person.
"Sorry that Astrolysis broke the food table. Guess she was having so much fun meeting someone just like her. Dunno how she knew that Roz looks like her, given that Astro's blind and she's not, but I guess their spirits are alike in some ways. They sure got excited after they boozed it up together though. Can't say I see two people streak through the streets like that back in my world."
Another pause, another consultation for advice.

"It's good that there was no trouble in the end. I do not know what 'law enforcement' is, but I assume disciplinary action would have followed. But it was fun."
The author of the letter is clearly contemplative. The strokes of the word "fun" looked as if they were drawn out, each taking more than a second to carve into the paper. A word rarely used by the author.
"Maybe we could come again when you are done?"
The faint smell of ash lingering on the paper contrasted the child-like imagined tone of the author herself.
"From one soul in a facility to another, I hope that you figure out what you're gonna do. Maybe it involves stabbing people. Whatever it is, don't regret it.
PS. Astro's got a present for you too."

There's a brief gap - the letter is turned over. Scrawled on the back in big, fingerprint-marked letters in barely legible font...
"I PUT SOME SNACKS. EAT THEM. THEY TASTE GOOD. I KNOW BECAUSE I ATE SOME OF THEM. SHARE WITH THE BIG FUZZY ONE."

Upon shaking the envelope, several plain paper wrappers fall out - sliced open by a talon and licked clean of any crumbs. Then, finally, at the very bottom, a single bar of cocoa and nutrients emerges, untouched. Why someone would put the wrappers back IN the envelope, is another question.
At very least, the experiences of that day remain in picture form: a condensed memory. And a little bittersweet taste from another world.
A duo of presents from those of another context, another conflict.
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No. 134647 ID: 61d5f3
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134647

Full resolution image from previous post.
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No. 134648 ID: d63ea8
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134648

Package for you.

Enjoy.

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No. 134650 ID: d63ea8
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134650

'To the Esteemed Deem,'

'Seeing as you are a rising star in your world, I hope that this little trinket will be of benefit to you.'

'Encased within this small contraption is a rather large dose of Venom for you to use at your leisure. I am sure that it will have no effect on one such as you, but if properly applied on an individual of your choosing, they should become very susceptible to your desires.'

'I am unsure of how this "bottle" properly functions, but I have been assured that when it is operated properly the mixture within should be aerosolized.'

'In addition I leave to you a copy of my symbol and instructions on how to summon me, if you would ever like to refresh your supply.'

'Beyond that, I look forward to your inevitable rise to power and wish you good tidings during these passing moments.'

'Sincerely,'

'
Ravenous Delights'
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No. 134651 ID: 11f77a
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134651

Hello Dotti. It took a while to decide what to gift you for Secret Santa—but I believe I have just the thing.

Ya know... growing up I’ve always had one present to look forward to every year. My father would come out of his lab and celebrate, “Sibbs! I think I’ve found the solution! You won’t need to be sick anymore! You’ll finally be able to go outside and see the world like a normal gortian child!”

He would roll out my first hamster ball. Boy, was that exciting. Every year he would make a new one to accommodate for my size too. But I’ve had these hamster balls filling up my storage area and it’s time to make better use of them.

Here’s a modified hamster ball which you can roll around in yourself! Airtight with extra suspension, too! I hope I got the right size but it’s a one-size fits all kind of thing! Uh... thus I hand this down to you!

May you use this bubble for the hard adventure ahead—for everything gets worse before it gets better. Or something!
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No. 134653 ID: 8483cf
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134653

LF: "I can't wait! Party time! Party time! Party time!"

Melody: "You sure like to party, don't you? Wait, you seem familiar. Didn't I see you passed out in the punch bowl at last week's party?"

LF: "You're gonna have to be more specific than that."

LF: "Wait a minute. You seem familiar. Is your name Melody?"

Melody: "Yes."

LF: "I feel like I'm forgetting something important..."
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No. 134654 ID: 8483cf
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134654

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No. 134655 ID: 8483cf
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134655

LF: "Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck"
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No. 134656 ID: 8483cf
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134656

LF: "CAN YOU DO ME A HUGE FAVOR AND CLOSE YOUR EYES FOR A SECOND?!"

Melody: "Um... okay?"

LF: *muttered fucks*
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No. 134657 ID: 8483cf
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134657

LF: "Here you go! Your secret santa gift! It's a magic hanky that'll stay warm and soft until it isn't!"

Melody: "Oh, thank y-hey!"
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No. 134658 ID: d63ea8
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134658

'Lady Pom Pom,'

'I wish to thank you for your most gracious gifts that you've provided me.'

'The adornments and sphere are truly mesmerizing, and while I cannot derive nourishment from these fleshy globes, I find the texture to be most exquisite!'

'Sincerest Regards,'

'
Ravenous Delights'
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134699

>>134619

Solia: "Oh wow earbuds, would be nice if we had any way to play music . . ."

Remia: "sisters it's the thought that count!"

Fason: "She clearly didn't put any of THAT in"

Mifal: "Yeah who would have five music players kicking around?"

Lareta: "I bet SHE could make nice music, with a little coaxing~"
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