No resistance was offered. Each one of our heroes began to sing. With varying tunes and results.
The first to begin singing was the German, Zwei.
(1)
Perhaps it could have gone better. Zwei's song was definitely full of Christmas spirit. And languages meant nothing to Santa Claus. But somehow, he ended up adding force to John's "carol". Somehow.
Jak Lynn followed Zwei in singing.
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Jak's traditional song... stumbled and cracked. All he could think of was the doom of Christmas. But the determination that should have brought him failed to appear. Spirit leeched away from the sleigh even further.
But there was more singing to be done.
Language, even accented language, meant nothing to Santa Claus, only Christmas spirit. Vlad's song was no exception.
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But Vlad was old, and managed only a whisper. Had he been louder, he would have provided such a spirit to the sleigh... from the bottom of his heart.
Harold was homeless, dirty, barefoot... but he was a man of Christmas.
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That echoed in his singing. Admittedly, it wasn't traditional. But Gotham City could celebrate Christmas as well as any other. Interlaced with a more traditional tune, Harold's Christmas spirit provided lift and some speed to Santa's sleigh.
Dave, the "Soy Sauce" user, was the next to try his hand at song.
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Just as soon as he readied his Christmas spirit through clearing his throat, anyways.
There were but two more to sing. Everybody John was the next. Somehow, he seemed to split his voice in four.
(3+1+1=5)
The four chunks were weak in Christmas spirit by themselves. But melded together, and with some support from Zwei, they pushed Santa's sleigh onwards with great speed.
It wasn't ordinary Christmas spirit, but it worked. It was a Christmas spirit of the modern times, and perhaps a bit of insanity. As such, a cloud of purple smoke billowed out from behind the sleigh.
The last to sing was a mobster. The most borderline of the heroes... but he loved his family.
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As he sung Silent Night, it was as though his whole family was supporting him. In fact, they were.
Many miles away, Harry Jackson's criminal family was singing with him.
Santa Claus made a mental note to reconsider their position in the List of Naughty and Nice.
The Christmas spirit from Harry's family filled the sleigh, along with his own. Maybe it was a bit too much.
Suffice it to say the sleigh made it. And then some.
Santa's sleigh crashed in a cloud of purple smoke, sadly some distance away from the North Pole. But at least they were on the continent.
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Could it really be called a crash if you landed in a snowbank? Regardless, no harm came to our heroes and Santa Claus... at least as a result of the crash. The strange purple smoke began to take residence in the air.
"Second strangest singing I've ever heard, from some of you at least. Well, it worked, at least."
Santa Claus rummaged around in his sack.
"Here we go! Comfortable winter clothing, made environmentally... in cans!"
7 pull-tab cans filled with comfortable winter clothing found their way to the feet of the Christmas heroes.
A strange compass-like device the size of a large dictionary followed.
"The Journey Compass should point you in the direction you'll need to go in order to reach the North Pole and fight Santa Claws. Now make haste! I'll be busy trying to deal with this smoke. Keep your Christmas spirit with you."
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Topic: The First Christmas RTD (7/Definitely 7): Turn 3: Navigation Success and Failure (Read 2837 times)