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[frostedoverland]

[The video is turned on but, should you be someone who does not believe in Jack Frost, the video shows nothing except the scenery. The camera doesn't really seem to move. Unless, of course, one knows and believes in the entity holding the camera!

However, should you be a believer in Jack Frost, you will see a boy about eighteen with a very pale face, bright blue eyes, and white hair. He's crouched somewhere, staring intently into the phone with such a desperately hopeful look on his face. After about a minute of nothing (or staring), text finally appears.]

Can anyone see me? I've been here for a few hours now, please tell me someone can see!

[There's another pause.]

Fine. Can anyone at least answer this? I'm looking for a couple people and they're pretty hard to miss. There's North, though you guys would may know his as ol' St. Nick, aka Santa. There's Tooth, definitely can't miss her. She's got feathers all over with fairy wings, aka the Tooth Fairy. Sandman is a little guy, but he generally floats around on a sand cloud and then there's the Easter Bunny. Over six feet tall, carries some boomerangs and egg bombs, complete with an Australian accent. If you've seen them or if any of you guys are reading this, let me know!




Please. Tell me if you see me. I gotta know.

Comments

[unshackledferocity]

Spirit of Winter...?

[ The question though, gets a pause from her, and she looks away with a frown. She once believed in a god. Or more accurately, thought to pray to one, when she was frightened and desperate. Typically there was no answer. No such thing. ]

... No. I don't believe in such things. [ And somewhere TInkerbell keels over. nuuu tink ]

[frostedoverland]

Yes, Spirit of Winter. I help bring in winter and end autumn. There are others in the world, so I tend to stay in the country I was born in, but I've traveled around too.

Why not? A lot of the gods are no more than just really powerful spirits.

[That actually hurts and it probably would have been worse had she said that and had walked through him. Luckily, he's more on the outskirts than anything else.]

[unshackledferocity]

They're childish.

[ No offense, Jack!~ ... and okay she's not really a child anymore, and never had the opportunity to be, but neither is she an adult. All the same, believing in something that just -isn't there-? It's one thing if it's something she can see with her own eyes, but spirits and gods?

Maaaaybe if she had a different childhood, she would, but...she's just the slightest bit uncomfortable. ]

[frostedoverland]

Well, kids tend to be the believers more than adults. And you look like a teenager. Tough times.

[In between childhood and adulthood. It's a hard life.]

[unshackledferocity]

I am.

[ It's true Jack, Times ARE tough. Not young enough to do childish things, and too young to be taken seriously as an adult. It sucks. Still it makes her wonder a little, about spirits and gods and such. Seriously she can't believe in something that isn't visible, and yet she's chatting away with one. But that may be because she still believes's he's just playing a poor joke. ]

[frostedoverland]

Guess I can't blame you for not believing then. But I swear, I'm not pulling a prank. I'll prove it to you, somehow.

[unshackledferocity]

[ She is silent for a moment, and then nods slowly. ]

... Very well.

[ Oh, and since she knows HIS name, prankster or not, she adds her own. ]

Morgiana.

[frostedoverland]

Nice to meet you. So, anything I should know about this place?

[unshackledferocity]

The wild is full of dangerous creatures. You must be cautious.

[frostedoverland]

Noted, thanks