Post by Dante's Inferno on Nov 30, 2016 0:31:58 GMT -5
A Very 3WSR Christmas Special
It was Christmastime on the Island of Sodor. All across the Island, people, engines, and groups were getting ready to celebrate the holidays. The Colorfolk were decorating the Great Hall, VEC was putting out Jack-o-Lanterns and such, SOM was doing... something, the PIC was drinking rum by the barrel, and the engines themselves were pulling trains to get ready for the holidays, bringing in packages, parcels, and passengers to and from along the line.
Post by Toz76: Featuring a canvas bag! on Nov 30, 2016 19:42:53 GMT -5
At Tidmouth Sheds, Thomas, Edward, Henry, Gordon, James, Percy, and Emily were resting after a hard day of work when the Fat Controller arrived.
"Now, everyone. As you know, Christmas is just two weeks away. Now, traditionally, all of you engines have gotten the day off. However, increased demand requires we have hourly service on Christmas. So I will be choosing two of you to WORK ON CHRISTMAS. The selected engines will be the ones who are LEAST USEFUL over the next two weeks. Goodnight."
All the engines were shocked. None of them wanted to sacrifice their day off.
"I'm too old for that." Edward moaned.
"I can't make hourly round trips!" Protested Percy.
"I need a break from the paparazzi!" Thomas replied.
Everyone wanted to get out of work on Christmas.
The Great Hall had never looked so nice. Lights and tinsel were on every door. The menorahs had been taken down and replaced with nativity scenes. The Usual Suspects were home from Elbaf for the holidays. And Man In Steel and Man In Pink had been co-opted for a dangerous task...
"The cathedral in the underground levels needs a large Christmas tree. I want you to find one using any means necessary." Man In Blue ordered the duo.
"But sir, that's so lame!"
"Hush. You're comic relief now. Act like it."
So they grabbed their comically oversized axes and set off.
*********** Winter in the Province of Sudria was harsh. VEC had greatly underestimated the number of people who wanted to move to Elbaf, and as such did not have enough accomadation for 10 million (!) people. The few buildings they had finished before the snow set in and the harbor froze (Diablo Tower and a few assorted churches, mosques, and temples), were stretched to the limit. BM had prepared a pocket dimension full of nothing but completely free five-star hotels, but the strength required to hold the portal open full time drained his energy.
Suleiman, Priori, Hohenheim, Vivian, and Chessmaster met with the Horned One (who was conscious for a few minutes every day now, although the sea voyage and the harsh winter had weakened him even more).
"I have all the VEC members with heat-based powers out trying to clear the snow, but all they've done is flood the Baptist Church with melted snow." Chessmaster reported.
"Isn't there anything we can do?" Suleiman asked nervously.
"I have a plan." Priori said simply.
"What?" Everyone asked.
"There is a great wizard who lives at the north pole. Legend says if you can find him and bring him milk and cookies, he will bring peace and prosperity on the twenty-fifth of December."
"Santa?" Hohenheim asked. "Is he even real?"
"He's real." The Horned One said sleepily, and that was all the proof they needed.
So Priori gathered Mindreader, Doomboy, Blackmagei, Vigaga, Cold Feet, Bloodhound, Silent Night, The Cushion, Vengeance Bringer, Jeet, Abdul, Blue Gilly, Spartacus, Spartacus, Spartacus, Spartacus, Spartacus, Spartacus, Spartacus, and Spartacus, and they set off aboard the Dreadnought with Captain Eli, bound for the North Pole.
Post by frankthetriviaman on Nov 30, 2016 20:54:51 GMT -5
With Elbaf in the midst of an international crisis (in part because people of many nationalities were involved here, and since only the Colorfolk Embassy was established so far, because the parliaments and legislatures of other countries were still debating the legal status of relations with Elbaf) The Colofolk found themselves suddenly under a lot of pressure to "do something about Elbaf to prove they took the diplomatic relations seriously"
"Just what we need... all right, listen up!" Man In Blue called to the assembled Colorfolk. "This year we're going to be bringing Christmas to Elbaf! We may be the sworn protectors of Sodor, but this time, we're going international. Now here's what we do..." Man In Blue said as he began delegating tasks.
The fact that the portal was tough to maintain, coupled with the fact that there were not enough rooms to go around only compounded the crisis for Bronze Mage.
As he strained, he suddenly heard a disembodied voice.
"Looks to me like you're having difficulties maintaining a pocket dimensional gateway and stabilizing the dimension... need a hand?" Man In Bright Turquoise asked.
Bronze Mage didn't answer, but he did think to himself "huh... just the Colorman I was thinking of... perhaps for once they can be useful" he reasoned.
A skeleton staff at the Elbaf Colorfolk Embassy (who remained because they were obligated by international law to do so) had assembled in a meeting room... they were told an important announcement would be coming soon, and to assemble.
But anyway, elsewhere...
It's a tough job, but someone has to be the trivia guy. What do you mean it can't be me?!
At SOM's Underground Base, whose eventual name is TBA, surprisingly, this group of baddies were preparing for Christmas just as the others...
"I thought SOM was an atheist organization, and we forsake all other religion to make sure the Dragon Lord the true king of this world?" questioned a SOM Grunt hanging tinsel on an archway
"Well, shockingly, Lord Metalicana is a fan of this time of year, and the month of December is what's reported to be the nicest he is the entire year..." answered a ninja who was Christmas ornaments from the top of the tree...
"Not the kind of holiday I thought he would allow us to celebrate, but it's Christmas, so I'm not complaining, someone pass the candy canes!" replied the Grunt as a Lizardman and Lich brought over a couple boxes full of the sweet...
"Shalltear, you ready for the Organization's Annual Christmas Party and Gift Exchange? "asked Monet, the two were together for some 'quality girl time'...
"Oh Dragon Lord, I COMPLETELY FORGOT! HOW WILL I EVER BECOME RAIOS' FUTURE WIFE NOW!!?" shouted Shalltear as she began to panic and run around
"Calm down Shalltear, Raios has been distracted with organizing SOM's new moves with VEC gone since Redfox and his group have been away, so you should be able to find him a gift before the party..." replied Monet
"So, where should I begin?" asked Shalltear
"I have a few ideas, but first maybe start with asking Stein or Sebaastain, they seem close enough to Raios to give you an idea or two..." answered Monet
"Alright, I will do! That's Monet! I'll get you and Stein that trip to Germany you secretly been wanting, though why you want to go to Germany is beyond me..." responded Shalltear
"Oh... No reason..." devilishly smirked Monet as Shalltear departed...
In Metalicana's other dimension, he was waiting for Vados to return...
"Ah, Vados, welcome back, I hope your assignment was a success, yes?" whispered Metalicana
"Yes, the supplies for the party were gathered through the proper means, everything is on track to be an even better celebration than last year..." answered Vados just as quietly
"Good, this is the only time of the year I'm in control for a long time, with 'him' hibernating the entire month of December, so it's great to Celebrate Christmas with my subordinates... Well mostly... If I'm too loud, the slightest noise will wake him up and he'll be more more of a bastard than usual..." replied Metalicana...
"So my Lord, about Redfox..."
At the Smelter's Yard, the LRM were gathered for their latest meeting of a locomotive revolution...
"As you know, Christmas is right around the corner, so you know what that means..." said Vlad
"Sabotage the celebrations?" laughed Billy
"No you weirdo! If we work the hardest and am jealous most of the rest of the NWR has a day off, but if we prove we're hard workers, we might be able to recruit more members into our revolution... What do you think I am, a monster?" replied Vlad
"Good idea Boss Vlad..." respond Marx as the rest of the LRM agreed, with the exception of Billy who just scowled...
In a forest, the Man in Steel and man in Pink were looking for nice quality trees...
"So, where are you taking me?" asked Man in Pink
"Well, I stayed in the forests when i first came to this island, so I know a few good spots where we can get some nice quality natural trees..." replied the Man in Steel as Pink shrugged and just kept following his fellow Colorman...
Post by Toz76: Featuring a canvas bag! on Dec 7, 2016 0:17:36 GMT -5
At Ulfstead Castle, preparations for a big holiday blast were underway. Literally.
"At noon precisely on Christmas day, an explosive will be detonated in every railway station, platform, and hault on Sodor." Robert Norramby chuckled. Although it's often forgotten, he had been evil since at least the War Of The Shards arc, and his army of mutant engines with disturbing modifications was ready for a yuletide bloodbath...
Man In Steel was walking along when he fell into a hole.
Man In Pink ran over. "Why is there this random hole here?"
"I don't know! Get me out!"
Man In Pink held out a branch for Man In Steel to climb up. Then he fell in too.
Priori's gang soon reached the edge of the polar ice.
"The Arctic Circle isn't nearly as impressive as I thought it would be..." Spartacus commented.
"It used to be ice one hundred miles further south." Mindreader replied. "Then climate change. There are a few things about this time I don't like..."
"Wait, so Santa's grotto is built on Arctic ice with no land underneath? Isn't that dangerous?" Cold Feet asked.
"He never expected the ice caps to start melting." Blackmagei suggested.
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