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shapethecenturySure, there had already been some odd weather earlier in the week, but in hindsight, maybe snow at the beginning of September hadn't been that odd? At least, in comparison with the bout of weather that kicked up in the early hours of Saturday.
At first, it was just a light sprinkling of glitter from the sky. But it then it just kept going, and the glitterfall got heavier, and winds picked up until it was an actual glizzard - something which apparently came around every ten years or so, and as such, people who had been on the island on a fateful day back in 2015 may have been cursing - well, attempting to curse - how they'd just stopped finding flecks of glitter on their stuff from the last time.
But what was new, sort of, was that the high winds eventually caused a small-ish tornado to form and to roam various parts of the island throughout the day.
... Wait, no, sorry, not a tornado. A sharknado. An extremely glittery sharknado, with annoyed dwarf sharks that were really not happy about having gotten swept up into a sparkling weather event, but which were also more than happy to try and make that the problem of anyone the 'nado brought them within snapping distance of.
And while all this was happening, angry disco balls could be found rolling around the streets of Fandom, like particularly irate (and glittering) tumbleweeds. All in all, it was the prettiest, most sparkling chaos most people were likely to ever have seen.
But hey, maybe the glitter had some boykissy properties? You never knew.
[ooc: You will be finding glitter everywhere for weeks.]
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