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The vorld is full of vonder
"I go by many names. Santa Claus, Kris Kringle, Father Christmas but I have only one job. To protect the children of the world as a Guardian." Affiliated with KNY Other housing.
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tonakaida:
「Wh… What if I am…?!」
“Vere you a human cursed or vere you born this vay? This is amazink! Do you have a name?”
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tonakaida
“Is that vhat I think it is? A talkink reindeer?”
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3pinetrees:
“I MIGHT tell her but she isn’t in Koi right now. Oregon’s fine and dainty ever since I left it, Waddles? I shouldn’t be too surprised about this. What are you doing here in Koi? There’s like a few months to go ‘til it’s December.”
“So. You left your sister alone huh Dipper Pines? Tsk tsk.” He teased before erupting into a jovial laughter. “I have some time before I have to go back. No worry my tiny little friend. It’ll be alright. All toys vill be delivered to all good girls and boy in due time. A promise I assure you.”
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antarctius:
❝ Now…I sure do HOPE they don’t outrank me, North. ❞
“Don’t even let me get started on you Jack. You’re the vorst.”
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3pinetrees:
“B-but I’m not doing anything! How do you know my name? Are you really the SANTA CLAUS? Mabel keeps leaving milk and cookies in the living room every Christmas season.”
“Ah yes! Little Mabel, most delicious of cookies. But next time Dipper please ask her to lay off on the cinnamon. It feels like a breath mint everytime I come to your house. By the vay. How is Oregon? Vaddles have told me many stories.”
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“Naughty list. All of you!”
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NAME: Nicholas St. North, goes by North. Known as Santa Claus, Kris Kringle, Father Christmas
RANK: ★☆☆☆☆
CLASS: Magical Warlord
Summoner: North’s magic can summon a variety of creatures and objects to help fight in battle.
Tank: North is also battle hardy and can both take damage and deal it.
WEAPON: Iron sword
GUILD: N/A
PARTY: N/A
ABILITIES:
Wonder: North can inspire his allies, allowing them to deal more damage with more accuracy [Locked]
Summon: Magic Bag-North can use his magical bag to bring out any item stored in there. Can never fill [Locked]
Summon: Yeti-North can summon two yetis armed with swords, spears, or bows to help fight in battle [Locked]
Summon: Sleigh-North can summon his reindeer and sleigh. Allowing himself and allies to move at fast speeds. [Locked]
Summon: Djinni: North can summon his ultimate creation. An impenetrable robot that has no equal in battle. [Locked]
Quests: N/A
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dxmonism:
Lila didn’t want to make the Santa Claus upset with her terrible ranting about her friend, but tears pricked the corners of her eyes and her body shook, sobs wanting to escape but being held in for the sake of keeping up her image of a happy go lucky girl who didn’t seem to have an issue in the world.
“N—No… H–He’s… He’s dead…”
“Oh.”
“I see.” A child’s wish, so pure yet so big. How was he to tell her no? This was something beyond his own wonder magic. It bordered on the line of dark magic. He would never dare to dabble in such a thing as necromancy. North sighed, a giant hand placed gently upon the girl’s shoulder.
“I’m sorry..I cannot. Magic has rules. Magic is full of life and to go to the death of the undervorld I cannot. It is impossible to bring somebody back from the dead.”
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galeforxe:
“Well, I guess that makes sense. Still! I think the Yeti’s deserve proper credit! Of course, I could see how it could be a serious security risk.” Cynthia pursed her lips and looked at the ground deep in thought. “The elf thing seems a bit silly and yet logical, I’m impressed.”
“They vill possibly in due time. I think they prefer beink kept on what you say. The down low? I keep them happy. They have their homes, raise their families, get bothered by elves. It’s more a town then vorkshop.” He smiled back, hand patting her on the head. “I didn’t lived hundreds of years to not be logical, though the only think I cannot understand is those Jersey People.”
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dxmonism:
Lila put her hand to her chin in thought, ignoring the little one comment in favor of a Christmas wish being granted by the one and only Santa Claus! She sighed, unable to come up with anything good, and instead substituting in a wish she longed for for the longest time. Something even Santa couldn’t do, probably.
“…Can you bring my friend back..?”
The question surprised him, he was taken aback by the severity of the question. Was she alone in the city? The girl was sad looking, that was for sure and as a guardian fo children. He was failing. North stood tall and placed a hand on the young girl’s shoulder. A small smile under his beard.
“Did you lose your friend in this city?”
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dxmonism:
Lila stopped in her tracks, staring up at the chubby male, eyes twinkling with excitement.
“A–Are you Santa?!”
“Yes I am little one. Is there something you vant?”
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fxtalism:
“pfft, whatever Jack Skeleton, here to tell me if I’ve been naughty or nice?”
Rose laughs somewhat bitterly, glaring at him.
“Cause news flash, Kringle. Demons don’t exactly have a habit of making the good list”
“Demon? Rebenok, why do you call yourself such a word?” He asked, his large body moving closer to her ever so slightly. This person must have seen lots of pain. It broke North’s heart to see it.
“Come here. Vould you like to talk about it?”
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fxtalism:
Rose stared suspiciously at the strange man, raising an eyebrow. They just wanted to be left to their thoughts, and this guy shows up.
They tilted their head at the man, frowning slightly.
“…What’s it to you, Nightmare before Christmas?”
“Nightmare before Christmas? Oh? I’ve never heard that von before! Do you think I’m Sandy Claws with the click clacking of my hands?” He asked, moving his fingers and thumb together like a crab.
“I’ve just...Vanted to say hello.”
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galeforxe:
Cynthia eyed his snowglobe curiously and took a step back on instinct as he tossed it to the ground.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa! How’d you do that?” Placing her hands on her hips she admired ‘Phil’ and his ‘friends’. Alright, so maybe he was Santa Claus. “So these guys do all the work? Well that doesn’t seem fair that they don’t get any credit!”
The smile on her face brought joy to the old man. He couldn’t help but smile himself seeing how awe-inspired she was. That was the magic of well..Magic!
“Ve prefer it that way. I vouldn’t vant stories of hundred of Yetis to be out. People vould vant to hunt to them. I must keep my friends safe. Plus who would look for elves and elves are a cheaper costume to do then yeti if you’re making a movie.”
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“......”
“No.”
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WHAT DO YOU FEEL IN YOUR BELLY, OLD MAN? ALSO MY CAPS LOCK IS BROKEN I'M NOT ACTUALLY SHOUTING AT YOU.
“Vonder! Excitement! Inspiration!”
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galeforxe:
“I’ve been fooled twice by those so called ‘mall Santa’s’! I can’t let my guard down at all!” She tapped her chin pensively. “You are more convincing then them. And what’s this about yetis? I’ve never heard that part of the story…”
“Oh little one. You haven’t see nothink yet.” He grinned, pulling out a seemingly normal snowglobe. “Check this out.”
“This is Phil and his friends. They make the toys. The elves. Not so much. But they do jingle.”
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