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The Character Gift Train (ALL WELCOME)

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@InstaOnly

Aster looked at the necklace oddly. He wasn't the most cheerful, not giving any immediate sign of thanks. A bit curiously he glanced over the instructions, a small smile taking the place of his usual no nonsense expression as he figured out what the item was. It would be nice to have something to remind him of good times, especially being the leader of a rebellion. "Thank you." He said softly.

He set his gift down for the next person. It was a small metal horse he had Ben help him with. Aster had always loved little markers or figurines for maps, but he got help so it could be wound up and used as a toy as well. If a small key on it was turned it would walk. Hopefully whoever got it would enjoy the small trinket.

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@Shadow_Knight group

Ava with shaky hands grabbed the gift. She carefully unwrapped it. She looked at the small wooden horse. It was so ancient but it was very cute at the same time. When she gets back to the lab she can have Eve play with it. Eve has always been interested in things like this.

"Uuuuhhh…the g-gift I have isn't wrapped b-because it physically can't b-be. W-well I g-guess it could b-but it would just be a hassle a-and well I d-din't want to damage it." She said as she pushed her glasses up her face. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a small square silver object. It was obviously high tech and it had a button on the side. If the person pressed the button than little legs and arms would pop out and a holographic image would pop up as a face. It's just a toy but more high tech versions versions of this exists for different purposes.

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@Starfast group

"Oooh," Andor says as he carefully takes the gift, "This is so cool!" He doesn't even say thanks because he's already too busy playing around with it, grinning from ear to ear like a kid in a candy store. He keeps pressing the button watching the arms and legs pop out and in and out an in, occasionally whispering "Holy sh** this is so cool."

"Oh right," he says finally, setting the toy aside, "I'm supposed to give something too." He looks around, wondering what he can possibly give away that could make a decent gift. He sets on a small carton with six large chocolate chip cookies inside. "I get these from work for free," he says, "We're not allowed to sell anything that's not fresh." He realizes that probably wasn't the best thing to say, and he knows that if Ara were here he'd be chastised for not thinking before he speaks. But Ara isn't here, so instead he quickly adds, "But they were just baked this morning. They're not gonna go bad or anything. And they're really good." He hands the next person the box of semi-fresh chocolate chip cookies.

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Kydah smiled a huge smile, grabbing the box and mumbling out thanks from behind all the crumbs. She swallowed and pulled out an intricately carved spear, one made of driftwood with what looks like tribal markings on it. "Boom, Tribal spear. Only use it in times of great need and all that jazz."

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"thanks…" she took the spear then put an amulet, that granted a person to stop time once a day, in a box

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Lumen takes the box with his one and only hand, and gently shakes it. "Sounds like jewely of some sort." He opens the box to see the amulet. Once finished looking at it he sets the box down, and pushes a kit of weapons to the next person. Inside the kit one can find knives, daggers, poisons, a bow and arrows, a sword, and poisoned darts; mostly weaponry fit for an assassin. "Hopefully you'll have some kind of use for these," he says with a grin.

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@Becfromthedead group

Ilya opens the kit and his heart feels like it's sinking down in his chest. This type of weaponry reminds him of his old lifestyle- one he swore to never return to. He figures that the knives and daggers could be useful for close-up self-defense if needed, and so would the sword be useful. However, he has no clue what he's going to do with so many weapons meant for a killer. Perhaps he could make sure all of his allies were armed as well.
Ilya carefully, but somehow still messily, ties up a bow on his gift for the next person. Underneath the ribbon and paper is a small stack of valuable, stolen books that he managed to get back from the thieves but also doesn't want to return to the government. He figures they're best off in the hands of someone who will read them and treasure them.

@SapphireLeopardess

Lukas carefully untied the bow on the package, wondering at what could be in it that weighed so much. He gasped as he held a carefully-bound tome up to the light of the room's window- the light danced across illegible lettering, magic not quite subtly imbued in the ink. He quickly put the book back in the box with the other one, deciding to give it to Melora and Lilet later and see what they can make of it. Looking around his room, he searched for anything that could measure up to this incredible and pricey treasure. He decided upon an old longbow- Rowan had tried to teach him how to use it, but it was obviously not his strong suit. it was better off in someone else's experienced hands. Fumbling, he tied a green bow around the wood above the notch.

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@Starfast group

Garzlan takes the longbow and carefully removes the green bow tied to it. "This is really lovely," he says, "Thank you so much." In truth, he feels like maybe the longbow would be better off in more experienced hands. He knows a thing or two about archery but his skills average at best. Still, he would feel bad about re-gifting it. The longbow is lovely, and he can't pass it up.
Garzlan reaches into his pocket and pulls out a tiny box. Inside is a tiny wooden horse that he carved himself in a rare moment of spare time. In his country horses are used as a symbol of protection, especially among travellers– a belief that stems from an old legend. Garzlan's not sure that the next person will appreciate the symbolism, but he hopes they like the gift anyways.

@ImNotCrazyImAFangirl

Jasper poked at the horse curiously, unsure about it. It was beautiful and handmade, but he was sure there was some sort of symbolism he was missing. Or maybe he was overthinking it. He signed a quick thank you and pulled two jasper stones from his pocket, hastily put in a small leather pouch. They should bring the next person luck. If he did the spell right.

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@that1_T0ad language

Aspender gingerly took the pouch, suspicious of its contents. Was it a curse? A pile of coal? Or – he shivered at the thought – a mob of insects? He remained frozen for half a second, deciding what could possibly be inside. Then, after realizing too late that he was not being polite, felt his face grow hot and hastily opened the sack. The dazzling stones captured his eyes, and he found he could not stop looking at them. He sensed an alien magic lingering there, and wondered what it could possibly be. I should hope it's not dangerous, he thought to himself as he pocketed the gems. He considered what would be a worthy gift for the next participant – he had brought multiple items with him. He decided on a small, poorly-wrapped box, which contained a bracelet made from Crystalized Air, fused with Dead Magic. He hoped that whomever received the next gift would like the idea of being able to fly using the essence of the Dead.

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Brand unwrapped the box, gasping as they picked up the bracelet. It was well made, obviously filled with Magic, they could tell that as soon as they touched it. They slipped it on and smiled softly as it clinked against their other bangles.

They pulled a small statue made of different metal wires and stones. It had been working in their forge for a while, after a month they had deemed it perfect and ready for someone to have. It was shaped in the form of a magpie in flight, two black jewels as the eyes, looking as if they could see right through you. "It's not much, but it'll grant you luck and a bit of prosperity if you use it correctly. Place it near your bed at night for a few weeks." A note said, Brand setting it under the statue.

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Victor picks up the statue and holds it delicately in his hands. God knows he needs all the luck he can get.
"It's lovely, thank you," he says softly, then places his gift on the ground: a thick notebook brimming with random quotes, advice, and help for anyone who needs it.

@Wry_Wyvern

Suyin picked up the notebook, flipping through it curiously. It was an odd gift, but it was charming and thoughtful, and she already knew she would read it several times over. She certainly needed help and advice, and she'd gladly take as much as she could. You never know what knowledge you might need.
She hesitated for a second before passing on a copy of Dickens' Great Expectations. It was heavily marked up, with words and passages circled and underlined and notes written in Mandarin in the margins. Through this book and several others, Suyin had painstakingly taught herself how to read English. She'd spent so much time with the novel (and written so much in it) that she felt she'd left a piece of her soul in the book– which was stupid, she knew, and she knew that whoever received her gift would probably be unimpressed– but she had little else to give.

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@Starfast group

Ara gently picks up the book, studying the front and back back covers. He flips through the pages, noticing all the circled and underlined passages. "Thanks," he says, "I'll be sure to get around to reading this at some point." Most of the reading he did these days were his heavy medical textbooks which were necessary for his education, but hardly ever what he wanted to read. It had been a while since he read something for his own enjoyment, and he was glad to have the excuse again.
Ara pauses for a moment, trying to figure out what to give the next person. He finally lets out a sigh and takes his wallet out from the pocket of his coat. He pulls out a crisp Canadian $20 bill and sets it down. "Here you go," he says, "Do whatever you want with this." He'd never been good at picking out gifts for people. Sometimes, it was better just to let them do that themselves.

Magnus picked up the smooth bill and smiled softly, "it has been a while since I touched one of these, this is going straight into my album. Thank you." He smiled at the giver and reached inside his jacket to remove a box. It was roughly the size of a medium sized shoe box and was covered in an almost holographic wrapping paper. It seemed as though the figures were literally moving but that wasnt possible, was it?

Inside the box was a metal box, roughly the size of an adult male hand, and a pair of goggles. Along with the two items, there was also a crisply folded paper with the words 'To the Recipient' written in calligraphy. The note was very clearly typed and included instructions on how to use the included items.

'That metal box is not simply, a metal box. Press the top centre and it will unfold into a jetpack. It is a unique design and is collaborative with the goggles. Link them to the jetpack and you could mentally control where you want to go.'

@RaysofSun

Avery carefully took the box from Magnus's outstretched hand. "You're telling me this is a jetpack?" Instead of trying it out, she walked over to a bench nearby and began to look for ways to unpack it. "How does it work?" She mumbled. "Can it be replicated? Or altered?" She tinkered for a while unsuccessfully before remembering that it was her turn to pass on a gift.

She carefully packed up the box and left the bench, leaving behind on the seat a small green envelope with a red tie around it. Inside contained her latest (and what was probably her greatest) invention: a silver ring.
The ring was a simple thick band with intricate carvings on the inside, disguising a small, inconspicuous button. Once pressed, the button would give the hand it rested on super-strength.
Be careful, the note inside the envelope said. The following additional power must be used wisely. If the button is pressed three times in quick succession, it will heal the injuries of the user. But it only works once. Merry Christmas!

(Cool!!)

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@that1_T0ad language

Pippin opened the envelope with a little too much eagerness, and slipped the ring onto his finger; he didn't even think to look for the note that was still in the package. He brushed his thumb along the silver lining for the ring, mesmerized by the beauty of its design. A grin spread across his face while he pocketed the envelope and opened his backpack. He lifted a basketball-sized egg from the bag and gently placed it onto the bench. A pink glow emitted from its center, and the light pulsed, as if it were a heartbeat. This was a giant bird egg, and after three months of care it would hatch a pink-feather chick. He pulled out a plastic ribbon he'd bought at a local store, and pressed it onto the top of the egg. If it was a gift, he thought, it should at least look like one. Pippin stood back to admire the egg one last time. He regretted having to let this one go, but the lucky person that took this egg home would have a best friend for life.

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@Fangirl616 group

Zenith cautiously glances at the egg, inching closer.

A crack forms in it, and the boy leaps back, his eyes wide.

The cracks spread slowly across the egg, and the pieces begin to fall apart. Soon enough, there is nothing left of the egg itself, and a rather large, bright pink chick stares at him.

Zenith carefully inches closer, and once he reaches the bench, carefully sets down his sword, perfectly wrapped in a soft satin, with a bow made of oak wood on top. He's not entirely sure why you need to top your present with a old-fashioned weapon, especially without any ammo, but that's what Crystal said you're supposed to do.

The blade is magic, powerful enough to remove the supernatural abilities from any organic being it touches.

Zenith, having set his present down, carefully picks up the chick.

It stares at him with intelligent eyes, and Zenith smiles at them as he walks away.

@RoseWrites

Rose picks up the present and opens it with wide, curious eyes. She squeals excitedly and picks up the blade.

"Ooh, a knife!"

She swipes the blade across the space in front of her, making silly "whoosh" noises as she does so. With a small giggle, she pockets the blade and replaces the empty box with a card she made herself.

The card inside reads "You're pretty :)"

(XD dont hate me)

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@Becfromthedead group

Felix picks up the card and opens it. He tries to hide the smile that's eminent on his lips.
"You're pretty… Well, I sure don't get that a lot…" he mutters to himself.
He pockets the note and the smile breaks free. It was only a little something, but it made his day.
Felix takes a deep red cloak from his bag, which is carefully embroidered with little gold designs along the edges. He made it himself and is happy to pass it on to someone who may value it more.

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Lux grabbed the beautifully crafted cloak. He stands up, and clasps it onto himself. A smile comes across his face.
"This is simply exquisite! Thank you!"

He produces a set of fine china, and gingerly passes the set off. Light refracts in tiny pin points off of the stained glass, sending different colors about.
"These came from my family. I no longer have use for them. Please treat them with care!" he pleads.
Along with the china came a note written in ornate cruciform.
'The goblets, when filled, will become the drinkers favorite beverage.'

@Oakiin

Scott smiles with pleasure. She'd been looking for a china set to adorn her cupboard, and these are stunning. She gingerly picks them up, admiring them and reading the two notes before silently vowing to protect them with her life. She knows her wife will love these, and provided the door stays shut, they'll be safe from the cats as well. What a perfect gift, she couldn't have picked better herself.

She sets down her entirely non-magical gift, willing it to do some good for someone. A ruler-straight wrapped parcel of silver wrapping paper contains a detailed planner, three suits of black, silver and blue respectively, and a pen that writes so smoothly you feel as though you're writing on air. The suits are perfectly pressed, and will almost never wrinkle, and the planner is equipped with self-development tools as well as scheduling ideas.

@RaysofSun

Logan picks up the parcel and unwraps it. Perfect, he thinks. Lucy always said I need to be more organised. And the last time she saw me in a suit she went as red as a tomato and stared at me the entire night. He flushes slightly and smiles, lost in the memory.

He cautiously hands his gift to the next person, wondering what they'll think of it. It's a snow globe.
Inside are three evergreen trees that are intricately carved with sparkly snow glistening on the peaks. The trees provide the perfect backdrop for a small, red-brick cottage nestled in the snow. It's not bursting to the brim with magic or anything, but Logan knows that it will provide the user with their fondest Christmas memory. And that's where the magic of Christmas comes into its own.

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Mal took it gratefully with a grin. She slowly unwrapped the gift, and got all giddy. 'It's so pretty!' She told herself giving a large smile to the previous giver. She loved the beautiful thing a lot, and was so excited over it.

She set aside her gift, and picked up a rather small box. Within the wrapping paper sat a small box made of glass. The clear walls showed it's contents with a shimmer. It held small diamond like stones of many colors. The glittering stones were mostly decoration, but she thought them pretty deciding it was a good gift. She handed over the frosted glass wrapped box, her eyes wide with anticipation.

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@TakeToTheStars

Death looked at the small box in the wrapping paper. He turned it around and around. I mean, it's a pretty bo- The wrapping paper tore a little bit. "Crap," he said, "I just ruined the gosh darn thing. Might as well take all the broken off." He tore the remaining wrapping paper off and found a beautiful glass with little crystal stones shimmering many colors. He admired it in awe for a few seconds, then took off his cloak and carefully wrapped it over the box.

He himself placed a large box down. In it, a liquid soul that Life couldn't purify, it shining so many pretty colors, and some golden necklaces he snagged from That One Guy after he tried to give every reaper one. He only 10 of them, but they made the wearer more eye-catching. No need for reapers to have such things.

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@Torpion language

Kimber gently opened the package, eyes wide with anticipation. Everybody's gifts were so cool! What could be inside this one?

When she saw the liquid soul, her breath caught in her throat. "Oh, it's so beautiful," She breathed, wonderstruck. She picked one of the necklaces from the box and examined the pendant. The gold glinted in the light, dazzling her. She felt unworthy to wear it- Like a peasant wearing a crown. But she grinned anyway, resolving to give the rest of the necklaces to her friends. Would they think it's dumb to have matching necklaces? Would it be rude to give Death's gifts away? The shy girl didn't offend anyone.

Her own gift was a simple, wool-lined crimson coat with lots of pockets. She always appreciated pockets. It felt boring in comparison to the shimmering colors of the soul she'd received, but she hoped that the next person would like it. She passed her box to the next person, twisting her hands together nervously as she watched them take it. Would they even like such a simple gift? She should have gotten something cooler.

@CopperQueen

Lino took the box carefully. He wasn't used to receiving gifts, except from Nathaniel, so this was kind of fun.
He opened the box and looked at the coat. To him, it looked really fancy.
He spun it in his hands feeling the soft fabric. It was really pretty… He didn't really have anything like this.
He giggled as he put it on to try it and set down his gift.
A lazily wrapped voodoo doll that appeared to glow if you looked really closely. The heart appeared to be spun by real gold and the eyes were with mismatched buttons. there was a needle and a thread beside it as if it was meant to be finished by the receiver.
He rushed off before he would be forced to explain, smiling to himself.

@RaysofSun

Mars chuckled as she received the gift. "Dad, I guess this is for you, you bloody bastard."
"Mars," he mother said from beside her, laughing.
"You can help!"
She shook her head, still smiling. "Just pass on your gift, would you?"

Mars hands over a large box to the next person. Inside contained four smaller, labelled boxes. They read: 'Remedies', 'Poisons', 'Cooking Potions My Mother Swears By', and 'Experimental'. Inside each box lay several small mason jars with labels describing their contents and how to use them. It's a bit of an odd gift, Mars thought. But hopefully the recipient is a bit… adventurous.