X-Mas 3: The search for Mr. Clause! (All comers welcome)

[Blinkin]

Standard Disclaimer

The gender of the player and that of the character bears no relation to the other. It is totally irrelevant to me if you are a male wishing to play a female, a female wishing to play a male or a wolf trying to impersonate a sheep; as long as you are willing to engage, invest andd contribute to the creative process; to work with me  to create a story that both of us would enjoy writing, I'm thrilled to talk to you about it.

The adorably  cute face of a young woman, her glossy chestnut hair cascading about the shoulders of a red coat with white fur trim gave the camera a nervous look as she cleared her throat and smiled brightly... or at least what might be bright on other women when they were trying to fake it. "Hi, my name is Sandy... Sandy Clause." She nervously pats down her hair and clears her throat again. "You probably won't believe this, but I'm the daughter of Chris and Evelyn Clause.... yeah, that Mr. and Mrs. clause."

As the camera pulls back, it reveals her slender hourglass form in what could only be called an updated version of the iconic Santa suit; a santa suit that did little to hide her ample assets in a snow bunny outfit. As the camera retreats further, the sight of an empty workshop is revealed; work table sized for children
sit scattered in the background. But what draws the eye is what sits Directly behind Sandy; a huge glass paned window that shows off a snow covered landscape with a slanted red and white striped pole off to one side. A red light flashed on the tip as if it announced itself as the north pole.

Sandy cleared her throat again before she continued, "For the first time in centuries, there isn't a male Clause to pick up the... well, reins of the reindeers and make the annual runs  with the red bag, you know? When a Father Christmas passes," She sniffles a little and wiped ay tear away with a knuckle, " I mean, duh, accidents happen, right?" She grinned weakly, "Anyway, when a Father Christmas passes, the red suit passes to the next generation." She started to move; although a sashay might be a better term for the way that she moved, through a set of open double doors. \

Beyond the double doors she revealed what looked like a large barn with a red and white sleigh in the center. "This presents us, no pun intended,  with a problem. You see.... There has always been a Father Christmas and, therefore, the Association of non-aligned Holiday Personages isn't ready for a Daughter Christmas any more than the US was ready for a female President in the 2016election..." She rolled her eyes at the camera and grinned a little more sincerely, "I will not be called "Mother Christmas!" I'm only, like, 22 and not even seriously dating, never mind ready to start punching out little Baby Christmases yet."

Sandy ran her hand along the glossy finish of the sleigh and sighed softly, "Unfortunately, Daddy got too caught up in the traditions of the season and forgot that the world isn't as full of Christmas cheer these days... I mean, when was the last time that someone walked up to you and said, "Hey Dude, be of good cheer!", you know?" she sighed and sniffled softly, " Daddy went down the wrong chimney in Newark and surprised a couple of burglars... let me tell you, getting his body back was a stone cold bitch, even with the help of the elv-... umm, the Holiday Emergency Retrieval Team... Yeah, I know, someone in some forgotten back office of the Holiday Archival and Information Department must be really bored with coming up with these things... Imagine how much fun it has to be to come up with seasonal orientated street and building names, you know?"

Sandy shook her head and pulled out a red hanky with a little white fur accent, blew her nose loudly and wiped away another tear.  "So, it's all been dumped into my lap and on top of dealing with everything to do with Christmas, and let me tell you, it's a full time job all year long, I have to find a husband in the next 11 months to take Daddy's place, or the Holiday Council will designate a new Santa Clause from the ranks of eager young personages to fill the role. Jack Frost has been trying to take over Christmas for, I don't know, 8 or 9 centuries?" She rolled her eyes again and continued, "If that happens, they'll be Throwing both me and Mom out in the snow with nothing but what we're wearing." A sheepish grin crosses her lovely features for just a moment before she continues. "Well, I've never been one for taking the traditional route, so instead of roaming bars, going to church, speed dating and using match making services..."She wrinkled her nose cutely," Do you know how many creeps are on those things?! Anyway, I'm going high tech! There just isn't time for doing it slow and easy... This youtube video is only the first step, I'm putting up a website to let  all the peeps in the world know that I'm on the hunt, give a list of qualifications and an application to submit-" she winks with a mischievous grin, "-to me... an application for trying to become Mr. Clause and Father Christmas... if you have the gun loaded, so to speak."

Sandy straightened her Santa Snow Bunny outfit and highlighted her boobage again, "Whatcha got to lose fellas? Even if I'm totally nuts, you gotta admit that I'm smokin' Hot with a sizzle at the end! You could do worse than bouncing the headboard with me, even if you do have to spend the rest of your life dealing with labor disputes, hard deadlines, wearing a Santa suit and jiggling belly... Hey, I like a belly that jiggles like a bowl full of jelly!" She wrinkled her nose cutely again, Oh, and the smell of farting old reindeer, right? So click on the link below and tell me that you're going to be My Mr. Clause."

The video ends with a blast of static and the web address of her site, 'www.xmas.3.thesearchformr.clause.com/app/sandy.hubbysearch.prg/'





Ok, fella's and fellettes, this is a seasonal attempt to create a fun, humorous story about a young woman... is she really Nick's daughter? and the man/men who she's trying out to be her husband and father of Christmas. I'll be playing Sandy and I'm looking for someone to play the prospective love (or just lust) interest. I'm expecting a lot of fun and silly moments as they rush through all the steps and, as the deadline approaches, get a ring on her finger before who knows what happens.

If you are still interested, drop me a PM and we'll talk.