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Another

A confused, naked Santa walks into a bar in Hogadon, telling the bartender a joke beginning, “What’s white and doesn’t swim?” He then does something totally inappropriate which bars him from the property altogether.

—–

“Santas. All over the place. Either getting killed or driven stark raving mad. Hogadon Santy is the last example, body saved but the mind may never return. Useless for Christmas, you see.” He wraps himself tightly in his chair. “I could be next, Fairy Ruby. Sorry: Mrs. Claus.”

“Nah. We’re back on The Straight now. Seven never happened.” Fairy Ruby Mrs. Claus realized she was being rude. “Oh… do you want a tart? They’re cherry.” Then she remembered the appointment. Already 1 day late. Casey One Hole will be in a bad mood. Which is not a good thing. Atall.

—–

Santa-Axis suddenly found himself alone again, pondering on his ultimate fate. Perhaps another visit to the Vilania Safe Hub next door with all its harmless madness will perk him up. Make him jolly once more.

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Ate

Over on a mountaintop in Jaffee, another Santa takes what he fears might be a last look at his favorite Christmas tree.

For just in back of the treehouse he cowers beneath lurks the giant rogue snowman already responsible for the death of seven.

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Perspective

“Another one, Woody. The killings are increasing again!”

“I blame it on those gall darn cottages, Snowmanster, three in number. Probably four at this point — I haven’t checked. My key hasn’t checked either.”

Snowmanster turns to the large, wooden toy. “Woody. You *are* the key!”

Merely through this statement, Woody then realized they were on the precipice of the fourth, even if it hadn’t actually been created yet. More bad news for the day; seems Core-Alena, Purden, and all of Snowlands are really, truly doomed.

—–

“Where are they, Santa-Axis? We specified 2:01 for a meeting.”

“Says here in the journal that they’ve found a dead Santa in the gorge over yonder. Probably within shouting distance, then.” Santa-Axis turns in the appropriate direction. “Woody! Woooo-dyyyyy!”

The snow fell harder as darkness increased.

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season’s beatings

“I just feel like it’s all closing in on me, Aunt Emerald.”

“There there, Greg dearest. A nice meeting will cheer you up. New friends to meet as well.”

“I… guess so.”

—–

“See. All nice, clean cut boys, Greg. Wonderful new friends all.”

“I suppose.”

“Surely one of them will break down and tell us where their brother Jacob went.”

“40000 for the lot of ’em,” Nawty Santa gruffed from the end of The Table. “Take it or leave it, as they say.”

Aunt Emerald should have guessed long ago that Jacob I. was an elf all grown up and run away from home. The 3 brothers stayed, lucky for her. Now, at a price, she can have her fun with them.

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back to Snowlands

“We brought her back. She-he’ll just have to live with the changes (in Purden).”

—–

“It’s good to see the kids having so much fun at Christmas Season.”

“And the animals too!” tittered Tiny Tomita Thumb below him.

“Yes indeed Tomita.” Uncle Jack turned. “But we have a new guest tonight.”

“What to do with him, what to do with him?” Tomita trilled while Uncle Jack eyed the axe in the far corner of the kitchen. A small buzzing noise then occurred.

“Oops. See? Look at that. Happened again.”

“Terrr-if-ic!”

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third 02

There was still a kind of town or at least community here in Meribel, the animated snowman thought, teleporting into the center of the sim.

But was it enough to make him change?

—–

Ahh. Santa’s Workshop still here in Porvoo. That’s encouraging too.

I know this is good; I’ll save it for later.

—–

No Arosa Village downtown any longer (drat!). But small yet intense Inferalist remains for more possible scenes. Good as well.

However, in examining further, the berg seems to have shrunk even more since Collagesity novel 3. Another backset then, it seems.

—–

The backside of what remains of the Arosa Village.

Site of former downtown.

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third

“I don’t think he-she’s coming out of there, wife of mine. I think we’ve lost her-him to Utah.”

“Don’t always be so negative about things, husband so dear. Utah was chosen by all.”

They paused, considered. Then Fairy Ruby, who was now playing the permitted seasonal role of Mrs. Claus, spoke up again.

“I wonder if Snowmanster will show up to save the day? Like Superman.”

“Depends…” and they both say this in sync: “… if our user splurges the 400 lindens to make it so.” 4 again, I realize beyond the screen, like 40000 but 100 times less. 2 dollars? I think I can manage it.

—–

“I’m here to save the day!” an extremely, nay, *irritatingly* high pitched Snowmanster wannabe called from the edge of the compound.

“Cheapskate,” groused observing Santa-Axis softer to his wife. Then: “Okay, um, *Snowmanster*! Come join us by the fire for a powwow won’t you!”

“Don’t mind if I do! Don’t mind if I do!”

—–

He was still yelling, even from a few feet away. “Well?! Who’s going to start!?” They stare, waiting for the change. Will it come? Hold on…

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