The Snow Arena

[Deleted54170User]

Ah! All the old freezers are full of frost from the prolonged seasonal heat. Just right for snowballs. (Sets up the catapult for long range.) Fire one!

[wonkehcheetah]

Oh no... I must have inspired the ene-*gets crushed by a giant snowball*

[Deleted54170User]

Considering how soft freezer frost is I stood watching and waiting to see if the stranger would use the snow to lob a handmade bunch back. Hm? I pondered the sight. ;thinking; ( As warm as it is, if he acts fast he could make a snow angel. )

[wonkehcheetah]

After being coated in soft frosty snow, I decide to take the opprotunity and be the only person to make a snowangel in the warm month of september. But alas, when I was done, there was too little snow to make ammunition out of...What I tried to ball up simply melted in my hands...I couldn't tell the difference between the snow in my hands, and my tears...

 

Then...an IDEA...

 

I retreat to my giant evil lair, made of.... well it WAS made of snow and ice, but all that melted, so it's been reduced to a giant pile of mostly broken furniture and pipes, I squeeze my way under various pieces of debris until I find the spot where my kitchen was, the plumbing was surprisingly undamaged in the whole ordeal, but the sink was still suspended 8 feet off the ground, I grab the couches, and the drawers, I pile them up until I can get to the sink, with (relatively) easy access to water I go to the next part of my plan

 

I went to the store, bought a family tent, an industrial grade air conditioner, and a bunch of drywall. I then made a giant jury-rigged freezer, I then started loading up tupperware containers, pots and pans, anything that could hold Ice with water and loading them into my freezer. I go on my computer which I've already salvaged from my wreckage, and order a bunch of ice grinders.

 

IF THE SNOW DOESN'T COME FROM THE SKY, I WILL MAKE IT!!!

[Deleted54170User]

The freezer back up generator began to sputter. I wondered what was happening. Had it finally had all the use it could give? Was it going to stop for good?!

 

I was clearly upset no one was around to fling any thoughts at before it happened.

 

The motor slowed.

 

I listened feeling forlorn. I mumbled. Crying out loud, "IT'S SLOWING DOWN".

 

Suddenly my mind cleared. It's slowing down? Oh...yeah! It needs GAS!

[wonkehcheetah]

Next thing I knew, somebody was pouring gas onto my geothermal generator. SABOTAGE!!!! Using the fresh new snow I made from hours of grinding and chiseling, I make a snowball and throw it at them.

[Deleted54170User]

A rise in Thermonuclear temperature made the oncoming snowball melt before it reached me. Suddenly I felt my nerves tingling. I remembered a story read to me about Jack Frost!

 

I called out his name. We need some snow. I felt a chill pass through my body. I knew it was Jack Frost letting me know he was listening.

I heard a whisper in the breeze. I am sure I heard, "Thanks for remembering me".

 

Snow started falling from out of the clear blue sky!

 

Yay! Jack Frost, Jack Frost...Snow!

 

Grabbing some fresh powdered snow...just damp enough to clump together as the air started to chill my bare hands...I made a snowball. I tossed it at wonkehcheetah.

[Maharg67]

For the very first time I enter the fray, leaping grandly into action, expecting a great welcoming roar....

 

there is silence except for the distant noise of crickets...

 

Not thwarted by this response, I wipe away my tears, and from my trusty transdimensional pocket I pull an expanding Snowzooka ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ.

 

I begin to stalk quietly through the snowy landscape in my blending brightly tropical fruit salad coloured jumpsuit. If I ever get hungry I grab a bit of slightly frozen fruit. Other load the snowzooka, no I am not going to do the full name, and prepare to shoot anything that moves... including myself who is moving... so I shoot myself.

 

I fall down but, apart from a short recuperative nap, I am ready to take on anybody.

Edited December 30, 2017 by Maharg67

[Deleted54170User]

I look at the napping person on the snow in the colorful fruit zuit . I could see some fruit was crushed and realized the zuit was real food. I took a coconut. Cracked it open and drank the milk spilling of it. The noise did not wake the sleeping guy. I cracked it against a icecicle and broke out a chunk of coconut meat. Hmm? Tasty. The guy snored loudy.

 

I set a trap so when he woke and moved the snowballs I put into the slip of a sling dropped them all on him.

 

I walked to a safe distance to avoid a strange looking tube he had in his grip that looked like it might hold snowballs. I made circles with my index fingers and thumbs to pretend they were a pair of binoculars. I watched the man sleep in his brightly colored fruit long coat. He did not wake. I went back to my shelter and watched a movie, "10 Cloverfield Lane". When it was over I returned to see if the man had awaken and gotten up. The snowballs I left hanging over his body had been eaten by Canadian Snow Geese. He was still sleeping.

 

I slipped quietly away. Thinking to myself I thought, "I'll get him later."

[Maharg67]

I leap up and start firing snowballs in all directions, from my Snowzooka ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ. Somebody has dropped snowball thingies on my though I am certain that even in my sleep I am always alert for danger. A snow warrior true born and bred, albeit with a dash of cowardliness.

 

After firing off 15,987.5 snowballs I realise all that I have done is accidentally made 341 snowmen, 15 snowgirls, and a big snow castle.

 

'I know you are are there! As soon as I swallow a dozen courage pills with a glass, of not so frozen water, I will seek you out with only slightly trembling knees.'

Edited December 31, 2017 by Maharg67