Eggs, eggs, eggs!

[shnpc]

WHO: Everyone!
TONE: Fun and light.
RATING: PG-13
WHEN: 24th - 27th
WHERE: All over the place!
WHAT: Easter is in the air and eggs are in your hair! Except not really, but there are eggs everywhere and it is your job to find them.
STATUS: Ongoing! Use whichever format strikes your fancy.

[It's finally time to kick off the egg hunt! You're paired up and the eggs are hidden, so go off and find those eggs! They are hidden literally everywhere, even in places you may not expect them to be. So be sure to look everywhere, just try not to get in too much trouble! Friendly competition is one thing, just don't punch anyone in the face trying to get an egg.

Don't forget to see THIS POST for egg effects.]

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Courtyard

[shnpc]

[Eggs are scattered throughout the courtyard! Some are more visible than others, but you will have to look hard for the golden eggs here!]

[plushaeusrumpified]

[So. Egg hunting. Not something he ever expected to get roped into doing, but hey. He guesses he can't complain. It's a little childish, but considering there's way worse he could be doing right now, he'll take it.]

If I don't win this goddamn thing then I'm gonna be real pissed. They're eggs for cryin' out loud. How hard could they be to find?

[savviest]

[Jack isn't sure why he agreed either. Maybe it's because he wants the booze as the prize or maybe it's because he's felt somewhat uninvolved in school shenanigans and feels like it needs to change. Either way, he can't complain too much about his partner, even if he's better at doing this sort of thing solo.]

If they weren't elusive eggies it wouldn't be all that fun, wouldn't it? [He crinkles his mouth into a smile and pulls out the most suspicious looking compass.] Come along, lad! It says North! [So he starts walking South.]

[plushaeusrumpified]

[Bro can't help but squint at Jack when he pulls out that compass, raising an eyebrow at him and just staring for a moment.]

Dude, I honestly don't think a fuckin' compass is gonna be finding us any kind of eggs.

[Unless it's like... a magical compass, but he doubts that it would even work for these eggs since they're supposedly charmed against spells or some shit like that to make it fair.]

Why the hell do you even have a compass anyway? There's a spell that can accomplish the same thing.

[savviest]

There's a trick to it. [He announces proudly.] But if I told you what it is you'd probably pinch it. [He waves a dismissive hand at Bro.]

Keep your eyes peeled, I imagine they'll be awfully hard to spot. [He says as he swaggers past a cluster of coloured eggs. BRILLIANCE.]

[plushaeusrumpified]

I wouldn't p- [He stops as Jack's hand waves dismissively in his direction, and he rolls his eyes slightly as he watches Jack walk away, right past a cluster of eggs.

Never has a more exasperated sigh been sighed.]

I swear to god, this is going to test my patience.

[He stalks over to the little cluster of eggs and picks up a yellow one, fully prepared to lob it at the back of Jack's head. The only problem is? Suddenly Jack's head is considerably higher up.]

What the hell?

[The voice is that of a child, and Bro's eyes widen- that is, until his hat falls in his eyes and obscures his vision, because it no longer fits his head at all. When Jack turns around, he'll be greeted to the sight of a four year old Bro, looking kawaii as ever and struggling to get the hat off his head.]

[savviest]

[Oh Bro, if only you could see. He walks right past it because there's a gold egg on the window sill a few steps away. Which he will pocket and say nothing about in the most subtle manner possible.

He spins on his heel as Bro swears and raises an eyebrow down at him before taking hurried steps toward him and waving his hands furiously.]

Put 'em down you little mite.

[strideallknight]

[Have an extremely unimpressed, bitty!Dave, Bro.]

Pretty fucking hard and different colors do different things. Can't say this Easter Egg Hunt's boring.

[plushaeusrumpified]

[Whoa. Dave, what happened? He hasn't realize that they do all this shit yet, so he looks kind of surprised right now.]

What the fuck happened to you?

[strideallknight]

[He crosses his arms over his chest as he looks up at Bro.]

One of the goddamn eggs I picked up did it. My partner's Thor, and he's not that kinda guy, so.

[plushaeusrumpified]

[Oh of course they would be magical eggs. Of course. Don't mind him while he just facepalms.

Also the deja vu here is astronomical. Little Dave was always terrifying to deal with. He didn't miss it much, even if he's an adorable little shit.]

Just don't piss everywhere, you got that? Goddamn it. This shit better wear off soon, I already raised you once from a sproglet.

[strideallknight]

[That's because he has two older brothers to spoil the hell out of him.

Dave is so unimpressed right now, Bro.]

Bro, please. I might have the body of a five-year-old, but I'm mentally 14. If there's any pissing going around, it's because someone deserved it and it won't by my piss.

[streetsmarts]

[Nick honestly has no good reason to be here aside from the fact that he wants to take the eggs and try to sell them on the outside. Not that he knows they're worthless, of course.

He thinks he can sort of see a glimmer of something up in the distance, so he's going to nudge at Cronus with his elbow and point up at it.]

Hey, Greaser? Go long. [Nudge nudge.]

[greaselightning]

[Cronus doesn't have much reason to be here either but... He's Cronus, he doesn't have much reason for anything, honestly. Besides, it totally makes for good scoping when you got a bunch of attractive people bending over looking for eggs and such... In fact, he's distracted by such visuals when he gets the nudge from his partner.]

What--[He barely tears his eyes away, to bother with what Nick is pointing at. At least the guy has the competence to recognize what kind of look he's going for.]

Are we really going to go after all these pointless eggs? I mean, sure, it's better than not doing a damn thing, but come on, Pal, there's better things to be doing than gathering a bunch of atrociously colored eggs.

[And he looks back to what he was just checking out a moment ago--aaw, they're gone... :(]

Like, I don't know, checking out all the eye candy searching for them instead? Who knew so many attractive kittens had such an interest in getting on their hands and knees looking for some eggs, right?

[streetsmarts]

[Nick is barely paying attention to what Cronus is doing. He's already pretty aware that he's a skeeve but he doesn't really have an issue with it. It doesn't impact his life all that much and he's particularly good at filtering and ignoring thanks to Ellis. Couldn't have picked a better team mate, really.]

Gold eggs, Ampora. You ever think how much those'd sell for? Besides, the prizes sound pretty damn sweet. [Headmaster for a day? C'mon.]

You know, I heard some of the eggs are actually meant to help you find shit. Y'know. I heard someone turned invisible. [He's going to pick at his nails and preen, trying to be so subtle.] Somehow it's like the professors didn't think of the crap a couple of well meaning students could accidentally get into.

[arrogantalloy]

[Tony, having decided to do the challenge alone steps out onto the court yard to look for eggs.

It doesn't take him long to find two of them, an orange one and a white one. He pockets the orange one with out a thought but looks at the white one for a moment.]

Wow, way to be extravagant with the colours...

[Shaking his head he then pockets it too.

After walking and looking around for a bit, he realises that something isn't entirely right, as if the world is suddenly shrinking all around him. After a loud ruffling of material and a sneeze, Tony opens his eyes and tires to look around, only to find himself buried in his clothes.]

Uh, okay?

[Anyone coming across the pile of Tony's clothes will find a Pine Marten climbing out, a hot rod red, Pine Marten.]

[brothor]

[If the world is shaking, it's because Thor is bounding up in this direction. He swears he saw eggs! He swears!! He glances around curiously and he's quick to notice the bundle of clothes.]

What on earth.... [He leans down to poke at the clothes.] Ravenclaws...

[arrogantalloy]

[His ears flick back in slight irritation from the hard steps on the ground. The clothes twitch at the poking an irritated squeak comes from them, then the movement in the clothing stops.

That wasn't me, was it?

He pops his head out from the clothes.]

Okay, nothing you do is gentle, you know this right?

[The fury unimpressed look of the red marten is very human-like.

Also, here; have a size reference.]

[brothor]

[Thor takes a big step back as the elongated rat pops his head out of the clothes and SPEAKS. He certainly wasn't expecting that!]

It was not intended to be gentle! [He narrows his eyes.] You sound familiar.

[arrogantalloy]

Yeah, well. That's because I'm Tony.

[He continues to crawl out from his clothes.]

So, what am I?

[Pulling back onto his back feet he looks down at himself and his little claws.]

[brothor]

You're...Tony....Stark...I..
[He can hardly get the broken sentence out before he starts tittering under his breath. Nope. He can't hold it in, he's just going to start laughing out loud. God, it could shake the building with how loud it is.

Then he stops, sort of. Shrugging his shoulders and wiping an eye.]

I...have no idea what you are.

[preanimator]

[ ... hmm, that is a fairly unnatural color, so it could be magical, or otherwise useful. Herbert's just going to take out his wand and levitate the big red weasel into the air for closer examination.]

I wonder if you're more helpful alive or dead?

[arrogantalloy]

[The second Tony feels himself being lifted into the air he squeaks with a surprised indignation. Then looks annoyed at how much he hates that noise.]

That's called murder. Look, I like being in the air as much as the next quidditch player. But normally I lie to be on a broom when it happens.

[His paws swim in the air as he feels the need to try and find the ground.]

[preanimator]

It's not murder if it's an animal. [He'd recognize that obnoxious cadence anywhere.] Stark?

[Oh. Oh, dear. That is an evil looking smirk that's starting to curl up Herbert's lips.]

[arrogantalloy]

Haven't you heard? Fur is mur-

[Tony suddenly feels very not cool with the look Herbert is giving him, his legs swim in the air a little faster.]

Putting me down now would be really good, sound like a good idea to you?