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smashrising2016-04-10 01:19 am
tank_rockarms) wrote in smashrising2016-04-10 01:19 am
Rainy Day Fun
Who: Your characters, my characters, everyone's characters who cares to join.
What: Rainy Day Moments
Where: Inside where it's no fun.
When: During one or another of the aforementioned April Showers.
Warnings: Mostly Nonsense
With all of this rain, it's likely that people will be stuck inside. When people are stuck inside, they mope about, looking for things to do.
Thankfully, I am here for you. I have a fine collection of men here for you. Here are some things that these fine, upstanding young men might be doing on a rainy afternoon or morning or evening or week.
Max: Max would have cobbled together some makeshift weights in the last couple of months, if none better were present. You may meet him indoors lifting heavy things up and down. You may also meet him in the kitchens eating all of the food. 9000 calories a day is hard to eat.
Bowser: Bowser enjoys sleeping, making messes, rummaging through your personal items, and long walks on the beach. Also, boardgames. He's surprisingly charmed by boardgames. He cheats at them. But he plays them.
Jock: Jock would work out with some of Max's weights, enjoy cuddling as a giant fluffdog, play with a ball, chew a bone, hug a friend, eat a lunch, make a giant mess cooking enormous amounts of meat, and look outside at the rain through a window and whine softly.
Hagakure: Hagakure would be searching through the house looking for strange objects, checking up on his many rocks, reading books about chickens, practicing his divinations, writing future wiki-updates in a journal, and not doing anything useful at all. Not even a little bit.
What: Rainy Day Moments
Where: Inside where it's no fun.
When: During one or another of the aforementioned April Showers.
Warnings: Mostly Nonsense
With all of this rain, it's likely that people will be stuck inside. When people are stuck inside, they mope about, looking for things to do.
Thankfully, I am here for you. I have a fine collection of men here for you. Here are some things that these fine, upstanding young men might be doing on a rainy afternoon or morning or evening or week.
Max: Max would have cobbled together some makeshift weights in the last couple of months, if none better were present. You may meet him indoors lifting heavy things up and down. You may also meet him in the kitchens eating all of the food. 9000 calories a day is hard to eat.
Bowser: Bowser enjoys sleeping, making messes, rummaging through your personal items, and long walks on the beach. Also, boardgames. He's surprisingly charmed by boardgames. He cheats at them. But he plays them.
Jock: Jock would work out with some of Max's weights, enjoy cuddling as a giant fluffdog, play with a ball, chew a bone, hug a friend, eat a lunch, make a giant mess cooking enormous amounts of meat, and look outside at the rain through a window and whine softly.
Hagakure: Hagakure would be searching through the house looking for strange objects, checking up on his many rocks, reading books about chickens, practicing his divinations, writing future wiki-updates in a journal, and not doing anything useful at all. Not even a little bit.
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Instead, he smiled as kindly as he could manage. "We simply did not know you were nearby. Please, sit."
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"I'm going first," said Bowers, as he picked the GREEN wheel which was clearly the superior wheel and then rolled the dice and moved his little thing down the board the number of squares that it said. "There, I did it, now give me the points."
Yeah, give him the points.
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Which was Cyrus's worst category. He wasn't looking forward to having to answer one in front of his nemesis.
He drew a card from the box, reading aloud the orange question. "Who scored the winning touchdown in the 1985 Mushroom Bowl?"
That was no tournament Cyrus had ever heard of. Perhaps Bowser could get it after all.
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His expression soured. He slowly handed the card back to Cyrus. "Give him the point," he grumbled under his breath. He didn't want to talk about it.
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"..."
"......"
"........."
Wordlessly, he slid a plastic wedge across the board.
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And now he had another reason to hate Eggman because the damn song was stuck in his head.