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STYLISH maned pawed-cloven lambicorn // impish
{ Goat horns, skele tail, claws, dark sclera, mask, cloak, scythe, wreath & bell }

EEK!! It's a holiday nightmare, the GRIM WREATHER! They'll stop at nothing to ensure every lambie's home is overdecorated & made so festive its atrocious—if its the last thing they ever do! The Wreather takes themself seriously but let's be honest, they're rather festively dressed to be too terrifying.

There's only a few days left before Wintertide's peak however... who is their last stop before the "big night" of the 24th and why? Give me your funniest reason they've saved this lambie/person/character for last!

Ends 12/23 (CS rollover to the 24th)!

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[rem sleep]

Username: rem sleep
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Name: grimm wreather
Gender: male
Prompt:

grimm was riding the high of his adventure that night-- it had been a phenomenal decorating session, and the blocks for miles around were aglow with christmas lights, tacky oversized bows and inflatable snowmen of all shapes and sizes. it was, truly, beautiful and inspiring, at least in grimm's opinion it was. while no one could sleep due to the sheer volume of christmas lights-- there was one house yet untouched, one final item to decorate.

the mansion at the end of the road.

it had loomed there proudly and scrouge-ish for far too long, grimm thought to himself. every year he tried to decorate it, its inhabitants came and swatted him away, staving him off at all costs. they were ferociously, vehemently against christmas-- in fact, in there yard still sat jack-o-lanterns, gargoyles, skeletons and more-- they had never taken down their halloween decor, and whenever grimm insisted upon a change, they said they had no room in their hearts for any holiday but halloween! grimm was astonished, shocked and appalled-- no room in their hearts for christmas, of all days? he would show them the way, the true meaning of holiday spirit!

and he'd tried and tried, having this mansion as his last stop for years on his trips before this one, right here, right now. he'd hatched a brilliant plan! instead of swapping their halloween decorations for his lovely christmas ones-- what if... he just made the halloween decorations a little more festive? they might respond better to an addition, rather than a replacement, and over the years grimm had come to understand and appreciate what a fond place these halloween decorations held in the hearts of the mansion's owner. he wouldn't mess with them-- no sir! he'd only give them a little cheer.

so on the last stop of the night, before the 24th, grimm went to that mansion and delicately placed gifts in the hands of ever plastic skeleton, hats atop the heads of ever stone gargoyle, and candycanes in the mouths of each plastic snake. he threaded bones with strands of glittery red tinsel, and hung ornaments from the claws of so many scary beasts. he gave the pumpkins cozy winter hats too, and stopped only when the halloween yard was fully accentuated with the reds, golds and greens of christmas. he noticed at the end that not once had anyone come out to swat at him-- they'd let him decorate this year, and watched quietly from the windows with curious, wondering eyes.

"hey, mr. wreather!"

grimm turned on a heel to face the door, where a bold, proud lambicorn was sitting-- he was wearing a skeletal suit and bat-wing shaped glasses, and it was plain just from looking at him that his favorite day was halloween-- "thanks for the decorations! they're really something else," the mansion-owner said as he walked out in the yard, observing the wreather's handiwork. "when you put christmas decorating this way... it doesn't look so bad at all! i always thought that the christmas aesthetic was just... too much, for me, and my fondness for the macabre and spooky would not fit at all! but you have shown me, mister wreather, after all these years that there is such a thing as a creepy christmas-- and i love it!"

"you like it, really?" grimm replied, shocked but proud for finally making a break through to these hard-hearted souls who couldn't recognize the good in christmas decorating.

"yes, actually," the stranger replied with a smile, "thank you for doing this for us. i think... next year, we wouldn't mind you stopping by again. and-- you wouldn't happen to know a good spot for a christmas tree?"

the wrather beamed, a grin from ear to ear-- finally, he'd done it, and the one house who always hated his decorations the most was coming around to see the light. he had hoped they would, because they were a fellow holiday buff! after all, they put tons of work into their halloween decor-- down to even hosting a small haunted house on their property every year! from one holiday decorator to another, he'd always admired their work. but the simple fact that they never decorated for christmas always made him upset-- because decorating for christmas is about spreading the joy of the season! people can look all around the neighborhood, and see the glow of the christmas lights and feel the warmth of the holiday season! that's why the wreather was SO passionate about making sure this house was decorated-- and he always saved it for last because he was worried if he went any sooner they'd take the decorations down before the 24th and ruin his plans to have the whole block decorated!!

luckily, this year, there was no such worry-- the house-owners loved grimm's work so much they invited him in for milk and cookies, and it was a happy ending, after all.

[bakuraas.]

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Name: Skull
Gender: Demiboy [He/They]
Prompt:

"VAMPIRIC ONE!"
The single loud word scared Alucard out of his seat, clinging to his clean desk in order to not completely fall down onto the floor of his office. When he got his bearings, he looked towards the culprit of the noise, and of course it was Skull- with a somewhat large smile behind his mask. "Gosh darn it, Skull- you scared the living spirit out of me!" Skull laughed, one paw going to grab onto Alucard and bring him in for a sideways hug. "Ah, I know that's not true, I would have seen your spirit leave your body if that was the case. Either way, I'm not here to torment you at all, you know I wouldn't do that to you of all lambies."

Alucard accepted the hug, sighing slightly. "Well, why are you here then? The medicine academy's gonna be completely closed after I finish putting in these latest patient reports..." The male elaborated, pulling himself back up to his computer and beginning to type again, listening to the shorter lambicorn behind him. "Well, you see that's the thing- I came here so that we could decorate your dorm for christmas!" There was a pause, as Alucard squinted towards the date on the calendar and then swiveled his chair to look directly at Skull, his face both confused and somewhat judgmental. "Decorating? Tonight? On the 23rd of December? Literally seven hours before christmas eve day?" Skull tapped his scythe a bit nervously, a giggle leaving his mouth. "Uh, Yeah?"

Alucard put a paw to his head, almost as if he had gotten a headache just from listening to the other. "Alright, can you tell me why you decided to wait this long to get me to decorate my dorm with you?" The reaper didn't seem to feel more confident about that answer either, still tapping on his weapon and trying to keep himself from being too nervous. "Well uh, it was because of the printers."

"What?"
"You heard me."
"I really wish I didn't."

Alucard looked away fully, going to shut off his computer as he let the scarily-cloaked lambie attempt to explain. "Well, you see it's because of the printers that I couldn't decorate. They take up so much energy and really can't be used while the lights are up- it's not that the printers will break, it's actually that the lights will just kind of...explode." Alucard didn't even respond, only walking out of his office and watching as Skull followed him out, still blabbering on. "But now that the printers won't be working for a while, we can put on the lights and decorate! You just need to remind me to take them down before everything opens again!"

"Fine. That...Almost makes sense. Just make sure my room doesn't get set on fire."
"....I don't typically make promises."
"Well you better start making promises or else I'm going to make you eat that stupid little wreath you wear."
"....I can now promise that your room will not be set on fire."

[gremlin]

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[duskze]

Username: DuskzeHedgie
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Name: Cane
Gender: Male
Prompt: Cane's last stop and biggest decoration project of the holiday season is Leviathan's house! The reason? This big guy is a friend of his and he tends to get a little, well, moody during the wintertime because he doesn't like his feet to be cold, and he has more of those than the average lambie! The one thing Cane knows will get his pal back into the holiday spirit is freshly baked gingerbread, and that has led him to his largest Christmas makeover scheme yet: an edible gingerbread house creation to stun the heavens and knock everyone's wonderfully festive socks off. (Metaphorically of course, since we don't need more cold toes!) Cane had to leave this project until the end of his list because otherwise birds and surrounding wildlife would definitely have eaten the décor before Christmas arrived and we can't have that, no not at all. This way when Levi wakes up Christmas morning he'll be greeted by the tastiest, most beautiful holiday display he's ever seen and hopefully it'll leave him with a merry disposition until the rest of the cold season is over. Cane's also going to gift his favorite hexaped some extra warm slippers, (nonedible, don't worry) that have more tinsel and garland on them than you can shake a wreath at, so he can enjoy some of the festiveness of Christmas well into the new year!

[Anpu]

Username: smoothie_strawberry
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Name: Cranberry Lich
Gender: Male
Prompt: Cranberry Lich stopped at nothing to make every house basically look brighter than the sun. He saved Spice's house for last because it was so hard to decorate it. It was the hardest and least decorated house, it had a pointed roof, walls were very bumpy too bumpy to do much on them. After though it looked like the brightest house in the city. There was a Santa sleigh with all 9 reindeer, lights everywhere even on the roof and many other decorations. Nobody knows to this day who does it cause they do not leave a trace besides 10 years ago when they accidentally dropped some black cloth that had fallen off his cloak.

[Queen Vivane]

Username: Queen Vivane
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Name: Mo
Gender: Male
Prompt:
Mo always saves Evelyn for last just to wind her up. Evelyn doesn't do decorating beyond a few aesthetically placed candles and a mini tree complete with mini ornaments she can take on and off. So when she comes out and sees the outside of her house crazily decorated, Evelyn is so angry she's practically melting the snow beneath her. Mo always sticks around nearby so he can see her reaction and just howl with laughter

[BlueberryOtter]

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Name: Grim Wreather (actual name: Crimson Mistlehoof)
Gender: Male (He/Him They/Them)
Prompt:

Crimson felt a blaze of pride for his work, for all that he did to cheer up everyone with his swift overdecorating. He had never shown his true identity, he was always known as the Grim Wreather. He was the lambie all through December lifting up holiday cheer as he decorated several houses over night. Making sure every light was on, and no ornaments were too close to the next. For such a scary name, if you didnt have a good decorated house, they left chocolate coal. If you had a well decorated house that needed only tweaks, you would receive candy canes.

It was finally time. . . for the last, and most likely hardest house to find. Of his nemesis's house, where she despised Christmas. Well, he thought it would be a house, but thankfully Jack, a helpful lambicorn pointed the way to her home. A cave. . . It was a small dark cave, with an outside snow-fort walls arch and entryway. It gave a chill down his spine, it seems this was intentional, a cold greetings.

Crimson gave a shaky laugh, he had specifically saved this house for last for this Lambicorn is a child of an anti-Christmas legend. They then swiftly took out their holly scythe and twisted it to make it glow, then his mask and bell quickly lit up too. Climbing on top of the cave, Crimson added all the lights he had left, for this was his biggest project yet! He added several strands of lights, spelling words and making shapes, covering all of her cave. He giggled and laughed and clapped with joy as he set up several more things, like blow ups and Christmas trees, and a "I Love Santa!" sign. Adding a few other things, he then set off to a tree and watch for his nemesis. For now when Holle wakes, she will have a nice surprise, enough to make her shake. . .


(the prospective of Holle)
She grumbled, the faint jingle of Christmas music near by.
"Did i really sleep until Christmas?" She rubbed her sleepy eyes and trot toward the door. Either she was seeing spots from just waking, or she was seeing twinkling lights through the cracks of her door. "Ugh, dumb carolers." She grabbed an air-horn she kept near the door and swung the entrance open. "Scram-" She was cut off, for when she opened the door she was immediately bumped back by a Santa inflatable. "UGH! Christmas pranks now?? Jeez!" She spat and immediately popped it with a swift bite on its nose. As it deflated, she trampled over it and gasped with terror what she found next. Her whole entry was drowned it lights and wreaths! Growling with fury she ran through the tunnel fast as she could with her restricting chains and hissing from the blinding colors. She shook out her charcoal smothered wool and glared at the hideous decor. Some sung, some moved, but she hated it all. "Who did this??" Holle shook her hoof as she screamed into the brightening blue sky. She heard a giggle of laughter before being drowned in small black items. "Ow!" One bounced off her head. She gaged at the sweet smell "Chocolate coal? Ahahaha. Thanks!" Her voice was bitter before stomping back inside with fury.


(back to Crimson)
They laughed and laughed, rolling on top of her snow tunnel from where he dumped the chocolate coal. He always loved teasing Holle around the holiday seasons, and I dont think he'll ever be found out. Suddenly he felt something hit his head "Huh?" He stumbled to his paws/hoofs and wipped around to see Holle burning in fury. Grim blinked under his mask. "Uh-oh, uhhh Merry Christmas?" Holle grinned menacingly "And a happy new year. . ." The next thing he knew Crimson was being chased by his nemesis for practically the rest of the day. . .

[×Seven of Nine×]

Username: 【Ｅｎｔｒａｐｔａ】
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Name: katya
Gender: female
Prompt:
so let's be honest. She chose this person specifically because they think red socks look worse than green socks. Aha. They have another thing coming! So while katya was busy, she saved this literal buffoon for last. Hmph. Thinking red socks are worse? THINK AGAIN!
And so she traveled to this poor Lambicorn's place and, while they slept, proceeded to cover everything in red socks full of... Red socks. That'll teach them!

[KestrelTheFirecat]

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