CRACKABOOM!
The lightning strike was'nt necessary he had many entry effect set on the dial but that was the Badassest
Premonitions struck down next to the beacon and saw a large battle on the hill not far from him he reached into the portal and concentrated, he did'nt have to reach far or concentrate hard, this was his old standby, he pulled out a small purple glowing dagger that soon turned into a sword, he grinned and dashed off to the battle,
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Arriving shortly after Pyros, Premonitions quikly leaped into action, runing head on towards one of the demon hounds, he rolled to the left just before the collision and
slashed its flank gutting it instantly

I felt the gust of air that meant that the door had opened. I looked up and saw a man with a piece of paper in his. Strange, they usually just leave me there to rot, and occasionally send psychiatrists in, who eventually are sent to the room next to his.

The man dropped the piece of paper on the ground and said, "This seems to be an urgent message for you," he started sniggering, "Wizard Who DId It."

Very funny. Soon you won't be able to laugh, funny guy. Grudgingly, I pick up the paper and read,

"Please come to the North Pole immediately. Santa's Castle has been taken by unknown dark force. Need help in freeing St. Nick before midnight. When you reach the North Pole, look for a signal...you'll know it when you see it.

Toastburner"

"Toast Burner"? Oh, that one guy on the forums. Santa? Wasn't he just a fat man who gives things to kids? Why would anyone attack him? Whatever, I havn't killed in a while, and I'm starting to get twitchy. I raise my hand and release an explosion of magic. Before the police or guards could do anything, I was running across the ocean at full speed.
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My choices were either to get a plane or get a boat, but I was out of shape, so I decided to run. Now there is surpossed to be some kind of signal. I wonder where that is?

I look up and see a sparkly object in the air a little bit into the north pole. I ask, and they deliver.

Running toward the spot underneath the signal, I see a tank, and...

Wait, a tank?

As I get closer I see a few of the forumites. And a few wolves... demonic wolves. Racing in I take out my katana and point it like a lance. Thrusting through a line of them like a spear, I stop 10 yards away and quickly jerk my arm to simmutainiously cut and remove the wolves pierced at the end of my sword.

So it's not just me. The Toasterman also got some other forumites to come to this crazy fight. A couple cats, two gods, and a man with a tank... this might be more fun than I thought.

Turning around and sceathing my sword, I yell, "Hey guys. Am I late for the party?"

Raiden grabbed a Demon Dog in each hand and lifted them off the ground. Electricity coursed through his arms, and the canines began to spazm from the intense shock. The smell of burning demonic flesh could be smelled in the area.

"You're not late, but you missed most of the entertainment."

He tossed the dead dogs to the side and reached to his back. The large sword that was hanging from it slipped quickly into his grasp. His sword twirled in the air around him, slicing and tearing at any flesh that was unfortunate enough to be in range.

Darth SS was passed out on his desk. Being a lord of the sith was surprisingly hard. As such, there was drool coming out of his mouth as he mumbled nonsensically. Then fate struck.

This action broke the desk and left DSS rolling around screaming, "But mom, all the cool kids are doing it!"

Fate glared down on him. "Get up. You have work to do. Dammit."

DSS woke up and said, "Are...are you my conscience."

"No. I'm fate. Go to the North Pole and save Santa."

"But...why?"

"He'll give you good gifts."

"Like...?"

"A pet monkey."

The time space continuum stretched briefly to allow DSS to move fast enough..

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A flurry of bullets exploded from the snowbank, and DSS charged out, tossing aside his snow gillie suit. He sighted along the barrel, and gunned down another three dogs.

"For the monkey!"

"'Long time no see?' It's been, what, a week-oh, right, it's the twenty-fourth, not the second, I gotcha. Wink" And Phil did wink when he said it.

Extracating himself from the snowpile his landing had created, he assessed the situation, as is his want. Nasty-looking wolfies were chomping after his fellow forumites. Incidentally, a few were coming for Mike and him. Thinking relatively quickly, Phil shouted, "Henshin!" and donned his summoning robes and five-iron. The wolves were still charging at him, as it was one of those extended action moments, so he had time to think out his strategy. Let's see, wolves are big dogs, and I like tigers. However, tigers don't tend to have the kind of magical attacks that make them good attack summons. I don't really want to do a companion summon, so I guess I'll summon "●Summon: Mike!" Mike suddenly disappeared, then reappeared flying over Phil's head. "Mike, feel free to use any spell you want; preferably your biggest one. As an attack summon, you won't lose any mana or spells per day or glycogen or whatever it is you use."

Red Fighter lay there, on his couch, eating a box of cereal that actually had the letters of the alphabet as munchies! Waiting for Christmas day, he was watching one of his favorite episodes of Family Guy.

"Brian, there is a message in my cereal! It says 'OOOOOOO'!" Said Peter, from within the tv show that RF was watching.

"Peter, those are Cheerios.." Said Brian.

Red Fighter let out a laugh as he was about to eat some more of his cereal. Then, as he looked down, he saw a weird message inscribed in bowl.

Please come to the North Pole immediately. Santa's Castle has been taken by unknown dark force. Need help in freeing St. Nick before midnight. When you reach the North Pole, look for a signal...you'll know it when you see it.

Toastburner

"Sometimes, i think TV is just too cliche'd.." RF thought to himself.

Then again, he expected this from Toastburner. That Kat with reindeer horns had tons of weird ways on how to tell someone he needed their help.

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"Last time I ever use fire to travel far places.." he mumbled to himself, rubbing a very scorched bum.

Needless to say that he had one of his "bright" ideas that usually ended up in a serious injury. Don't worry, kids. you can try this at home! you can be just like him!

cough.. anyway, back to the story... :sweatdrop

Seeing Toastburner and his buddies in the near proximity, he went to see what was wrong. As he got closer he saw the horrible disaster everybody was in trying to face the Devil Dogs.

Trying to give his two cents, RF threw a quick fireball at a nearby DD. Bad mistake, he learned soon enough, as the DD came rushing after him.

"I hate dogs.."

RMB as he always did, sat at his desk working on his next comic when an e-mail alert appeared on his computer. "Hmmm that's strange", RMB thought to himself, "I never get e-mails often. Maybe this will be something besides spam." As RMB opened the e-mail, a concerning message popped up:

"Please come to the North Pole immediately. Santa's Castle has been taken by unknown dark force. Need help in freeing St. Nick before midnight. When you reach the North Pole, look for a signal...you'll know it when you see it."

Toastburner

"Looks like the man with the man in red with the jelly belly needs some help. I'll be there right away. Good thing I'm mage, too bad I can't instantly teleport." RMB walked up to and opened a door that sat beside the computer desk. Inside was a blue portal. "At least this will take me where I want to go to." He pointed his finger towards the portal and said, "North Pole". An electric bolt struck out from his finger and hit the portal. It rippled for a few seconds and stabalized. "Lets see what I can do. I hope Nikose decides to join me. I left the message up." In a few steps RMB was through the portal.

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RMB exited through a doorway shaped portal on to the battlefield where he saw the signal and a few of the others fight the wretched canines. Within a few seconds of being out of the portal he was spotted by a pack of devil dogs. "They're nothing", he said to himself while wielding his sword in one hand and charging a spell in another.

"If I'm correct, they're of the dark element." RMB began chanting, the whispers of the chant could be heard throughout the battlefield. "By the wrath of the heavens I borrow thy strength to strike down thy heathen foes, Heavens Might!" Before the dogs could even reach him RMB threw out a beam of holy energy which engulfed and completely obliterated the dark canines.

Wandering through the snow and downed animals, RMB stumbled upon Phil summoning Mike. "Hey Phil!" In the moment it took him to say this, another couple dogs found him. Turning around to see them, RMB readied his sword and charged at them. He took one swing and cut the first one down but was bitten in the arm by the other. It had appeared the dog had latched onto his arm. Throwing it down to the ground as fast as he could, RMB blasted its head with a quick lightning spell.

With those ones defeated he turned to Phil once more. "Yo Phil! Need any help?"

To Raiden, "Don't you know anything? I'm the life of the party!"

A wolf jumps up to attack, and is met with a fire ball in the face. The fireball continues onward, burns through a few more dogs, and continues out into the ocean. Man, I am rusty... that probably won't even reach the next land mass!

As he stands there thinking a wolf leaps from behind him. As an involuntary twitch, he uses lightning at the last second at burns the wolf. Note to self: Internal monologue useful for not going crazy in a psychiatric ward. However, is not recommended for battle. Another wolf leaps up and gets another bolt of lightning. So I need to get to someone who can take my hits, so this mob doesn't get me. Looks over at Raiden swinging like a madman. Probably not. Another wolf attacks from the side, and is quickly frozen by an ice spell. Another note to self: freezing cold intensifies ice damage. Who else can take my hits? Sees Mammothtank in his, well, mammoth tank. I guess that might work.

Takes an indirect path and jumps on top of the tanks turret.

Twas the Night Before Christmas, in this day and age,
And alone in her room was the girl called Mauve Mage.

She should be asleep; for midnight was nigh,
But Mauve was awake playing Devil May Cry.

Her eyes were hard-focused, her mind was uncluttered,
Buttons were mashed, and curses were muttered.

And just when she thought that the game had been beaten,
The controller stopped working, and Dante was eaten.

"I totally should have killed that thing!" Mauve yelled angrilly, throwing her hands into the air. "I hit Triangle! Why didn't you attack, Dante?!"" She pressed X, trying to restart the level. Nothing happened. Was the controller dead? She shook it.

"What the..?" she muttered. Suddenly, the letters "REST IN PEACE" dissappeared from the screen. "No, no NO! Please don't die on me, PS2! Not on Christmas Eve!" But suddenly the yellow letters returned, rearranging themselves in front of her.

Please come to the North Pole immediately. Santa's Castle has been taken by unknown dark force. Need help in freeing St. Nick before midnight. When you reach the North Pole, look for a signal...you'll know it when you see it.

Toastburner

Mauve was silent for a moment. Little flames burned in her eyes.

"Anger levels... rising..." she muttered through clenched teeth. "Toastburner... killed... DANTE!!!!" This had to be resolved. Sure, she had to save Santa; she was banking on getting expensive new video games from the man in red this year. But why did poor innocent Dante have to be sacrificed?!

She marched to her closet and grabbed her best hat. Pushing it down on her head, she turned on her heel and marched over to her bookshelf. She grabbed a book titled "This is an Ordinary Book" and pulled it. A secret door opened and Mauve dissappeared inside. She followed the long dark hallway until she reached her secret laboratory/garage. And there they were.

Shining in their full glory were a pair of X-Wings; early Christmas presents from Cheshire Thief and Phil. Phil had naturally siphoned all the gas and wrote her a note making fun of her origami skills before giving it to her, but CT's X-Wing was in top condition. She leaped into the cockpit and put on a helmet, which somehow fit over her mage's hat without looking weird. The ceiling opened and the X-wing took off.

It was a matter of moments before Mauve reached the glowing beacon at the pole. She was late again, she noted. Quickly she landed (squishing four devil dogs in the process) and leapt out of the cockpit.

"Sorry I'm late," she said. "Calculating hyperspace coordinates is a pain in the assets."

Garud is sitting in his room, playing Soul Calibur 3. Last boss. Almost got him. Just need a few more hits. I'll just send in my final character. On the screen, PETE ran ahead, and engaged Strife. He had seen the same sequence many times. Except there was something different about it this time.

Strife: "Please come to the North Pole immediately. Santa's Castle has been taken by unknown dark force. Need help in freeing St. Nick before midnight. When you reach the North Pole, look for a signal...you'll know it when you see it."

"What the hell? Is this some sort of glitch?"

Shaking it off, the battle ensued, and PETE won handily. Garud cranked up the volume to hear the ending saying that all characters have. The barbarian made a laughing gesture and said...

PETE: "Please come to the North Pole immediately. Santa's Castle has been taken by unknown dark force. Need help in freeing St. Nick before midnight. When you reach the North Pole, look for a signal...you'll know it when you see it."

Garud's jaw dropped. What the hell was going on? I must be seeing things, and hearing things. All the characters after that, their comments were either consisted of the name Toastburner, or the letter B.

Finally, he threw his hands up in the air, and stormed off to post on the RP's he had signed up for. But, all through the RP discussion for SoLII, there was this message that stated

"Please come to the North Pole immediately. Santa's Castle has been taken by unknown dark force. Need help in freeing St. Nick before midnight. When you reach the North Pole, look for a signal...you'll know it when you see it.

-Toastburner B"

Garud finally sigh'd. He knew that this was no prank. Getting on a helicopter that had crashed in his yard, he flew all the way to the north pole. He didn't even stop to consider why it wasn't damaged, why it was in his backyard when he needed it to be, why there was no-one in it when it crashed, or why he knew how to fly it.

The ice was cold. Very cold. He saw devil hounds in the distance, and a group of heads who were engaged with them. He recognised the group. They were all from NPF, and they had all been prominant figures in the RP's that were currently running. Garud called out to them.

"Need any assistance?"

He heard somebody mutter, "Oh no. Not Garud again. What a pain in the ass."

Ignoring the comment he rushed to their aid...not that they needed it. Two devil dogs were hiding behind a clump of snow. The mage sent clumps of ice hurtling toward the heads of the two halflings, making them howl with rage. They lunged at him, which the sorceror bludgeoned the first with his staff, and wrapped the second in his cape, smothering it. More were on the horizon and headed this way. Taking up battle position he thought to himself, I better not do something stupid for once. I really should try thinking.