WE WISH YOU A MERRY CHRISTMAS / hot cocoa contest, o

[redvox.]

REDVOX "VINNY" ABRAMO - cis male - goat-bat hybrid - harbinger

So, in order to make the group seem more festive for the holidays, Vox had decided that they were going to do an event called the "Twelve days of Christmas", with some sort of event happening every other day until Christmas. He figured it would be pretty fun, would break the ice between the still pretty new Halls members, and also just put everyone in the festive and merry spirit. Admittedly Christmas wasn't entirely based around the usual traditions and stuff that humans had, given that the Halls had a completely different set of gods, but that didn't mean that things weren't pretty similar, and would look familiar to those outside of the group. As such, one of the first events that Vin y had decided he was going to host was a little competition – a competition to see who could make the best tasting hot cocoa. With the winter months finally beginning and snow beginning to fall some days, Vin knew that it was about to get pretty cold, and hot cocoa always felt pretty amazing whenever one came back in from the cold. The leader had made especially careful precautions to make sure that they didn't end up burning down the damn fortress while heating up milk or whatever else they needed to for the hot cocoa, obviously. Truthfully, he wasn't sure how they were going to judge the competition, since taste could be very subjective, but he figured if they had the entire group judging, then it would be pretty fair in judging who had actually made the best hot cocoa of all.

In the lobby of the apartment building they called the fortress, Vox had set up a table full of many different ingredients, along with stuff like milk and hot cocoa packets of all different kinds that he had managed to scrounge up. He also had several little hot plates set up, since they could have pots rested on them and cocoa made in them. The hybrid was humming as he sorted out the last of the piles of ingredients, glancing around at the various members that had already been attracted out of sheer curiosity over what the hell their Harbinger was doing. Clearing his throat, Vin flashed a sharp toothed smile before calling out to everyone present, along with everyone up the stairs within the building, Hey! If ya wanna participate in a hot cocoa makin' competition f'the Christmas season, come down 'ere! I've got a bunch'a ingredients, and everybody will have their cocoa judged 'n' rated to see who win! If ya win, y'get... hm... ah, y'get th'rest of the hot cocoa ta share with whoever y'want." That was a pretty good prize, right? He certainly would've been happy to win a bunch of cocoa.

[fulzanin]

ASLISK - wyvern - powers - halls of hiraeth - sentinel - hot shot

I GET MY WAY THROUGH GENOCIDE 'CAUSE FREAKS LIKE YOU JUST WASTE MY TIME

Aslisk couldn't say that she had done a lot of cooking in her life. Usually she was more than satisfied to eat things raw. Her children were the same way - or they liked their food rotten, which somewhat got rid of the need to cook in it's entirety. Occasionally her wife would badger her into helping bake cakes. Aslisk supposed she could bake a mean cake, thanks to her wife's knack for baking and cooking cakes. Hot cocoa? What even was that?! She had never heard of such a thing before. It left her confused. What even was it? Was it food? Flesh based? Aslisk was not certain. Confusion was on her face as the wyvern came trotting over.

Red eyes surveyed the materials that were present, and gently the burned wyvern sniffed. It was a strong smell, not one that Aslisk recognized. Her burning tail swung slowly behind her, befuddled at the sight of the materials. "I'll participate," she said, another sharp sniff following suit. Her ears flicked, letting her usual irritated expression take over to hide the sheer confusion that had flickered upon her face. Aslisk could figure this out, she was certain. And she would win, just because she was more stubborn than nails and absolutely determined. The only person that she desired to share the cocoa with was her family. They weren't here. Her certainty shoved down the feeling that she did not have the slightest clue about making hot cocoa. The wyvern was determined, though, a grumble sounding as she moved closer to continue looking over the strange materials that were present.

TAGS 11/19/19:

GENERAL.
✧ Aslisk | asli, alisk
✧ physically easy, mentally medium | March 7
✧ cisgender | she/her
✧ halls of hiraeth | sentinel | hot shot

APPEARANCE.
✧ wyvern (ref.) | health: 22% | piyan_baby rock demon wyvern
— a short purple wyvern with a plethora of spikes covering her lanky tail. Her horns are a light pink and spikes a deep green, and her eyes are a blazing red. This wyvern’s wings are grey. She possesses blue feet which sharply turn into the purple of the rest of her body. A long, vibrant and yellow tongue allows for her to fish. Her tail ends in a two-parted segment, acting as a pseudo hand. Her upper teeth are longer and sharper, where her lower teeth are shorter and sturdier.
— blood is yellow and glows
— a long, diagonal scar across her face. somehow it does not impair her vision.

PERSONALITY.
✧ determined, outgoing, strong willed
✧ self-preserving, sly, devious
✧ temperamental, hissy, irritable

RELATIONSHIPS.
✧ asulkio x unla | crafted from an infertile egg
✧ nul
✧ demiromantic bisexual | taken/not looking | asligo

INTERACTIONS.
✧ physically easy | mentally medium | teleportation, invisibility, intangibility, fire elementals
✧ will start/end fights, easy provoke | will kill
✧ trained to kill swiftly, not to fight
✧ allowed to powerplay peaceful actions | attack in bolded #9c6dc7 | mention [member=8864]Aslisk[/member] when attacking

MISC.
✧ Aslisk comes from a self made original concept, redrafted here for the purpose of character development!