Mithrandin

In the middle of the confusion generated, Typex was trying to make some sense out of the thing, sad as he was he did not had a clear mind about it, so it was not easy at all. "Slimmo had not been seen ever since before Toasty's incident which was strange to say the least, the cellphone,... well those are mostly harmless, now that wii console never goes quiet, in constant need of attention, who knows..." Vote for Venefyxatu - Wii console

Sitting quietly until Roger went to sleep, Typex was puzzled. "What on earth could have happened to the little cam?" "Everything was quite normal almost as always... Talky was offering toasts to everyone, not that anyone would ever want any..., on the other hand Slimmo was not talkative at all, the wild wii was just as active... hiperactive as ever, and Roger was not much a person to talk on the cell, seldomly would he even carry it with him, might as well have a land line" OOC: Voting for Savage Dragon

"Hmmmm, is it typeable???"

Typex looked at the wii jumping up and down and sighed lightly "Youngsters!"

Type-x A old and long forgotten mechanical type writer. Typex as is likes to be called has seen it's best years some 20 years ago, it keeps much to itself since it was put aside by its previous owner. Being recovered by Roger opened a little its mind to outside, though it still wonders why Roger did it, if only to leave it at a corner again...

Joquim had to make his way through a multitude of penguins at the South Pole post office front door. After cleaning up a little he decided it was ok to open and so he did. The crowd of penguins invaded the post office all talking at the same time and demanding about X-mas correspondence. It was long before Joaquim managed to get things back to normal but at least there were no blinking lights for several kilometers around. OOC: Joquim is very happy with his new post

Joaquim was puzzled with what Santa told him, there was something going on, but still there was work to do and he was the man to do it. Heading back to his office, before steping outside, he pulle the blinking lights out of the plug. These lights are starting to freak me out OOC: vote change for Venefyxatu - strand of Christmas lights around the window

Busy as he was, Joaquim had had no time to leave the post office that morning until he noticed through the window the blinking lights had become dimmer and only red. This puzzled him and he decided to check what was going on. As he was reaching the door he heard and shrugged, as he reached for the door a second time he was almost ran over by a glittering reindeer. He would never get used to that... such a strange kind of reindeer. After turning off the red blinking lights, he then strolled to Santa's office to know what was going on. OOC: vote for Mynx - Daffyd the Glitter Reindeer

Joaquim closed the door not noticing the blink of the lights as he was in a hurry to deal with all the mails still unhandled. As he steped outside the door, he heard the singing in the distance, and hurried back to his post office, chilled, covered in snow and cursing Snow Miser.

Joaquim strolled down the hall with yet another pile of mail adressed to Mr. Santa. On his way back he noticed the fiercely blinking lights. "Man, this has to be broken, no way lights are to blink like this, it surely will get short cutted soon, better turn them off" Click And so he did!

Name: Joaquim Silva, 35 years old Joaquim is a Portuguese immigrant who flew a little far of France where he originally intended to go. He now works as a postman and is always assigned to the special X-mas post office in Santa's workshop. Ever since he was first assign to work there, he was praised for his wonderful job in there and so they managed to make him think he is the person for the job, when in fact nobody else wants to take the job. You surely can imagine the amount of the work at that time of the year.

Knowing what he knows about farming and plants Jonathan did not know what to do, what to think, he spent day on his back porch, gazing the distance, drawing breaths on his pipe every now and then. Absence is a weird and strange form of presence was his last though before his wife call him inside for supper. OOC: Vote for Harmony/Sisie Dean

That morning when Jonathan decided to visit the blacksmith about the need of repair of a couple hose fittings when the comotion of some people in the street dragged him to the tavern. The crowd gathered in the tavern that morning was only seen in festival days, and today it was not a festive day. It was impossible to get a word from Preston, surrounded as he was of people discussing the tragic event, so Jonathan decided to get Millie, getting out he headed to the kitchen door. Cathy swung the door open and threw a garbage bag out almost hitting Jonathan. "Oh my pardons Jonathan, didn't see you, this is so messy in here" "No worries Cathy, is Millie around?" A shout from within the kitchen announced she was. "Will be there in a min Preston, soup is almost done, CATHY!!" "Got to go Jonathan..." Jonathan then decided he should try his luck with the crowd and headed back in. OOC: Dragonqueen – Jeremy 'Jem' Williams, the teenage son of a clerk

After having his breakfast, Jonathan headed for the center of the village to gather news of the world, which meant going down to Preston's tavern and find out what gossips were running around in the village. Upon entering he aproached the counter where Millie was talking to Preston, nodded to Enipul and greeted both Millie and Preston with a smile. "Millie get me an ale." "Preston, before you leave I should tell you about my latest vintage, I have just taken some white wine out of barrel and you should try it."

Jonathan Powers 35 yr old farmer, lives in his property on the outskirts of the village, but has some small properties scatered around. His latest "pride" is the vineyards, which have been planted a couple years ago allowing this year to be the first wine vintage in the village.