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Zidane Tribal ([personal profile] icanhastail) wrote in [community profile] itsjustagamerp2012-10-30 06:39 pm

Bullets and Knives and Explosions, Oh My!

Characters: OPEN!
Content: Cartoon War!
Location: Recreation Deck
Time of Day: Afternoon
Warnings: Cartoon violence, most likely. OPEN TAGGING. Start subthreads, threadjack, DO WHATEVER YOU WANT.

The poor theatrical deck has been... trashed a lot, lately. It doesn't deserve to be even more messed up, despite the fact that everything that goes wrong this week seems to be fixed in less than five minutes. It's the principle of the thing.

So Zidane has hauled a bunch of stuff from the theatrical deck to the recreation deck instead - well, "hauled" as in "used one of those convenient black-hole portals to throw crates through. Most of this stuff was completely new and complete incomprehensible to him, which of course meant that he had to try it out. Even early in the week stuff had been spilled all over the theatrical deck after "experiments." But the time finally came to do a little more than that - namely, get other people involved, because this stuff is just crazy and fun. So with a mischevious grin that Squall and Garnet would have recognized far too easily, Zidane had spilt open and scattered around the contents of a bunch of the ACME crates around the sports equipment - and then he'd gone to Cambot.

"Hey everyone, if you're not too chicken - come on up to the rec deck and we'll see if we can't make this homonym mean something."

When people show up, they'll find banana peels (stolen from the cafeteria), mousetraps, hammers, black holes, dynamite, xylophones rigged with dynamite, blinking signs that change words from one second to the next, odd masks, guns, and all sorts of other things absolutely everywhere and ready to cause some trouble, with a constant looping soundtrack in the background.
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[personal profile] optimistickey 2012-10-31 12:38 am (UTC)(link)
If there was one thing Sora couldn't resist, it was a call for competition. Not that he knew what a homonym was, but he figured he could find out later. The important part was just proving his worth here! He didn't know what to expect, but in this strange form, at least injuries would (hopefully) be less of a problem.

Upon arriving on the recreation deck, he stumbled across a box of rather large mousetraps. Sora picked one up, examining it...what were these for? Were there really that many mice on the Satellite?