The Snatcher (
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Of course you know, this means war. [1 Open/2 Closed]
Who: Snatcher and you, Snatcher and Hat Kid, and Snatcher and anyone at Apollo's Temple
When: Near the end of February
Where: Around
What: Snatcher has found out a horrible, horrible truth. Engage Petty Mode+

[He'd had Jeremy check three times. Three. Times.]
[He'd looked online.]
[By some terrible, horrible twist of fate, Hibiki Shikyoin wasn't kidding. She was actually somewhat successful. That haughty, stuck-up, bratty pretty boy actually had one up on him. HIM! Why the HECK was someone like THAT better than HIM?!]
[They weren't. That was how. And he was going to make sure Hibiki knew it.]
[Let the games begin.]
A: Egg. (Open)

[All around the city, stores have been running out of eggs. There one moment, gone the next. Smaller businesses have reported someone leaving money, but the larger grocery chains? Nothing. Zilch. Nada. It's a mystery]
[Or it would be. If Snatcher and his minion weren't wandering around with a couple of wagons carefully stacked with cartons of eggs.]
All right. I think we've almost got enough. The store down the street should have everything we need. Let's go!
B: Death Wish (Closed to Hat Kid)

[Scene: A dark room somewhere in Subcon Weald. A single table stands illuminated by a single lamp, putting a spotlight on Hat Kid and Snatcher, sitting at the table]
All right, kiddo. You know why I've brought you here.
[He slides the contract over, face down, his eyes narrowed.]
And this one won't even cost you your life.
C: Attack on Apollo (Closed to residents of Apollo's Temple)

[It's a beautiful day. The sun's shining, the weather's finally reaching edging past the chill of winter into Spring, the flowers are starting to bloom...]
[And an egg sails through the air to splatter against the wall of Apollo's Temple.]
[It's a two-pronged attack, with Jeremy taking one side and Snatcher on the other, darting between goats and flower beds to launch egg after egg at what Snatcher can only think of as the worst theme park attraction in existence.]
[He's doing Hibiki a favor by helping her redecorate, really.]
When: Near the end of February
Where: Around
What: Snatcher has found out a horrible, horrible truth. Engage Petty Mode+
[He'd had Jeremy check three times. Three. Times.]
[He'd looked online.]
[By some terrible, horrible twist of fate, Hibiki Shikyoin wasn't kidding. She was actually somewhat successful. That haughty, stuck-up, bratty pretty boy actually had one up on him. HIM! Why the HECK was someone like THAT better than HIM?!]
[They weren't. That was how. And he was going to make sure Hibiki knew it.]
[Let the games begin.]
A: Egg. (Open)
[All around the city, stores have been running out of eggs. There one moment, gone the next. Smaller businesses have reported someone leaving money, but the larger grocery chains? Nothing. Zilch. Nada. It's a mystery]
[Or it would be. If Snatcher and his minion weren't wandering around with a couple of wagons carefully stacked with cartons of eggs.]
All right. I think we've almost got enough. The store down the street should have everything we need. Let's go!
B: Death Wish (Closed to Hat Kid)
[Scene: A dark room somewhere in Subcon Weald. A single table stands illuminated by a single lamp, putting a spotlight on Hat Kid and Snatcher, sitting at the table]
All right, kiddo. You know why I've brought you here.
[He slides the contract over, face down, his eyes narrowed.]
And this one won't even cost you your life.
C: Attack on Apollo (Closed to residents of Apollo's Temple)
[It's a beautiful day. The sun's shining, the weather's finally reaching edging past the chill of winter into Spring, the flowers are starting to bloom...]
[And an egg sails through the air to splatter against the wall of Apollo's Temple.]
[It's a two-pronged attack, with Jeremy taking one side and Snatcher on the other, darting between goats and flower beds to launch egg after egg at what Snatcher can only think of as the worst theme park attraction in existence.]
[He's doing Hibiki a favor by helping her redecorate, really.]
B
...Then what is the catch this time? [She may be hopeful, but she's not that stupid.]
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C, also i am not late, not by GENIUS TIME
She takes a deep breath, enjoying the day's brightness and the way the sunlight catches in her eyes, reflected in the windowpane -
And then an egg smashes right where she'd been looking.
It's amazing how one little cup breaking can echo this much. Even outside. ]
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[The goats are all bleating in alarm at the bizarre intrusion upon the grounds of the temple, and, well, panicked goats is definitely one sort of way to get Wendy's attention. She peers carefully from behind some thick velvet curtains, expecting maybe another natural disasters... but, no, it's just a pair of jackasses. Sure, very shadowy and menacing jackasses... but that's hardly any different from a regular ayakashi.]
[Somehow, she has a feeling this is Hibiki's fault.]
[Well, there's only one way to find out. Sneaking out when she's sure that Shadow Supreme and Shadow Stooge aren't in the area, she hustles over to the main road so that she can straighten out her dress a little bit. With everything put in order, she comes around as if she's just showing up, and claps her hands together.]
[Like many small children (or people who think they're small children), she's a master at delighted innocence.]
Oh! Wow, sir! What are you doing?
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