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Go! HY-HY-HY-HYPER! Snowball War!
Should anybody be watching television within the Nexus, they'd soon notice a small young man in a gray hoodie on the screen, not whatever they were watching. He's grinning quite self-assuredly. In his hand is a small white ball, presumably made of snow to the average observer.
"Hello, everyone! This is a special announcement for a very VERY special event. The Nexus Hyper Snowball War is soon beginning, with untold treasures to the victors! Pre-registration is open at 1-800-XXX-XXXX! Call in now to secure a spot in this grand event!"
The screen cuts away from Phillip to a vast snowy field. Several boxes of text appear on the screen, right in time with Phillip's narration.
"Afraid this is too complicated? No problem at all! Simply don't get struck by three snowballs, and you win! Be warned, this is a TEAM event, so do your best to help your allies! Teams are to be randomly assigned between pre-registered contenders, and on-site registered contenders! Before you call in, here are some very important rules! 1. No outside equipment! All equipment will be distributed by lottery before the fight! 2. No supernatural abilities! This is a battle of wills, not as I've read it before to be called "A Power Up Dick Measuring Contest"! 3. No cheating! Cheaters will be forcefully ejected from the battle, facing humiliation, AND immense pain!"
The screen cuts back to Phillip, who is now wearing a hefty winter jacket, and a pair of snow goggles.
"I hope to see you there!"
Phillip throws the object in his hand at the camera, it splatters against the lens, causing the TV screens to go white. The broadcast ends, and is promptly returned to regular broadcasts. Hope you didn't miss any important bits of your favorite TV shows.
Eito smiles.
"This is so fucking stupid."
"I'm totally doing it."
Eito calls the number on his phone.
Jiyu, who just finished watching the commercial, takes out his phone
"I may hate the cold, but I'd might as well do it for fun."
He then calls the number
*after seeing the commercial, you couldn't even say "A" before bona pulled out his phone and called
Anybody who called the number would be met with a loud static, shortly accompanied by a loud booming voice. The voice sounded almost otherworldly.
"You have been registered. Upon the arrival of the chosen date, you will be called upon once more. Failure to answer this call will result in disqualification without chance for reinstatement. Calling this number means you have already registered."
After this the voice would cut out, and the phone itself would hang up.
Gleamstar calls the number. It's weird for a cat to be in a snowball fight, but there's no rule against it.
Lowe was walking alongside Alice...well, it's more accurate to say he was dragged along with her and that damned dog. Either way, he just so happened to be crossing the street when the jumbo tron attached to a large building would have it's usual running of current events cut short by a bizarre advert.
"Hyper Snowball...War? Well, consider my interests piqued."
Lowe pulls out his cellphone, one of the few things he had with him from his own timeline, and made a quick call to the number onscreen. After being yelled at by the voice in his phone, loudly enough that pretty much anyone nearby could hear it. It was loud enough to make the boy drop his phone with a start. Embarassed, he bent down to pick it up, thankfully it wasn't broken.
"SHIT! Geez, c-coulda toned it down a bit. Welp, guess they'll get back to me when this is supposed to start? Anyone with the connections to jack the airwaves probably knows what they're doing, right? I'm in if you are, blondie."
Giddily, Mayu calls the number. Snowball fights are always fun.
Although not as apparent with her enthusiasm, Alice figured anything with the title of "Hyper Snowball War" certainly couldn't be boring. Of course, once Lowe mentioned that he was interested in it too, she had to tease him for it.
Oh Lowe, you really want to bully the little kids that badly? Well then again, they'd probably bully you instead... Alright count me in, somebody's got to watch your back train boy!
Alice grins in response to her own remark before dialing the number herself. Having borne witness to what happened to Lowe when he dialed, she held the phone away from her ear as to avoid getting her ears blasted by the loud voice. The dog, which has still yet to be named I guess, just kinda... sat there and looked at the two of them , waiting to resume walking.
What kind of messaging system even is that?
"With that attitude, looks like someone's paying for their own lunch."
With that, Lowe took the leash from her hand and walked away, grumbling. It's hard to tell if he's kidding or not.
As if I wasn-... H-hey wait up!
Kidding or not, Alice refused to be left behind as she ran after Lowe, walking off with him after she caught up.
The wandering barista skid to a halt in front of a television store. The advertisement before him had caught his eye.
Well surely this should be a breeze. It's not like the wandering barista is going to get beaned! Haha!
The man laughs as he pulls out a large device from the rear compartment of his bike. With a twist and a pull, he'd extend and antenna and begin punching in the number displayed.
Whew. I'm glad this mobile telephone still works!
With the loud static he'd almost drop his phone before diving and catching it.
And it sounds just like it does back home too! Haha!
“H-Hey!!! It was getting to the best part.â€
Poor Nanashi was watching his favorite anime when the broadcast interrupted him, by the time Philip was over, the credits had begun to roll, much to his dismay
“Now I’m going to have to wait for it to go online.... Oh well, a snowball fight? Those are good places to make friends, right?â€
with decisions made Nanashi taps into the cellular system with his bitphone and places a call