MASK OR MENACE

WHO: North DaSanta and you!
WHERE: The mall in Nonah
WHEN: Anytime between now and Christmas Eve (2-8pm on weekdays and 3-9pm Friday/Saturday, 2-9 and 3-10 for the month of December)
WHAT: Ol' Northy got a job as a mall Santa despite his lack of a natural beard (although he's got a pretty nice prosthetic), so if you've ever wanted to see a highly-trained special agent taking Christmas requests from dozens of little kids, here is your chance. Or if you just decided to sign up for the ultimate seasonal temp job as an elf or a photographer, come on down.
WARNINGS: Hopefully none; gotta keep it G for the kids.


It turns out that North's resonant, friendly voice is perfectly suited to a more jolly personage, and also that he's not a bad actor, honestly. However, while he doesn't raise his voice often, he does sometimes call out to some of the more reluctant children... And if someone was familiar enough with his voice from the inside of a helmet recognizing it from underneath a prosthetic beard should be a cakewalk.

He also talks with his helper elves and the photographers, whenever he doesn't have a child on his lap.

WHO: North plus all these lovely people
WHERE: The paintball arena
WHEN: Sometime around the weekend of the 18th-20th (a little wibbly wobbly because some participants are Finland-bound)
WHAT: PAINTBALL
WARNINGS: Fighting dirty, groin shots, language probably, Agent Texas, Agent Maine, Agent South Dakota, Felix probably

North has spent about the last week checking and triple-checking all the armor and guns for the tournament, making sure that everything was fair and even (and at Theta's insistence making sure that an AI without its own body could ride shotgun), and now the day of reckoning is upon him. Despite the amount of screaming internally going on, he's hoping it'll go well! Maybe! Ideally! Or at least well enough that he won't either a) lose his job or b) have to pay for damages to the arena.

"Now, I'm not going to be cocky and pretend like this is just the first of many tournaments in the future. but if it all goes well and people want it, I'll be willing to host it again. Anyway, thank you all for signing up and coming out. I'm North; I'll be the referee for the tournament. Everybody's going to get the same armor and the same guns, but don't worry, the locker room will be locked during matches so those of you who brought your own armor aren't going to need to worry about tampering. I've assigned you all a color-"

"And team name!" chimes in the tiny AI who appears hovering next to North's shoulder, proud as can be.

"And team name," North agrees. "Every shot that hits a teammate will be counted at the end of the match and will count against your final score. Play nice, play fair, and most importantly have fun."

((OOC: WELCOME TO PAINTBALL! There are top-levels below to organize this hot mess, tag around, shoot each other. If something comes up in-thread during the matches that you need North (or Theta) to notice, put "Hey Ref" or something like it in the subject line. Otherwise he'll be available between matches and after the tournament is over if you want to tell him this was a terrible idea or whatever.))