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Yukizaki Seiko ([info]mellow_lellow) wrote in [info]disappear_rpg,
@ 2010-12-18 22:47:00

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I FORGOT THE MODJOURNAL PASSWORD SO IT IS SEIKOTIME.
Who: Everyone
What: IBURI SNOW FESTIVAL
When: Around IC 'Christmastime' evening.
Where: Central Iburi
Why: Funtime, slinks! Delicious threading.


Snow had fallen all over Iburi, thin enough to walk through but thick enough to transform Iburi into a 'Winter Wonderland'. The town was heaving for the snow festival, massive lit up ice sculptures took pride of place in the park, ranging from giant replications of famous buildings to contemporary sculptures of popular television characters. Hot food and drink vendors were on every corner and the streets were already thronging with people wrapped up in hats and scarves.

Fairy lights hung from every building and a few of the shops had opened late in the hope of luring in some customers. There was also the promise of fireworks later that night and people of all ages were running around throwing snowballs and making snowmen.


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[info]daioujou
2010-12-20 04:20 am UTC (link)
"I've only been to China," he replied, shaking his head.

There was something romantic about Paris, he'd heard. Except he didn't know what to think of it without seeing it for himself. Divertingly, he reached for his mobile and put a message on his journal.

"Done." He put the phone away.

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