[Day in the Life + Putt Putt and u love it]

[andredallover]

Nice shot.

((OOC: Sir Hannibal Lector and Lord Ticky Mikk are enjoying a ROUSING GAME of Zombie Putt-Putt. The game is played much like you would expect miniature golf to go, complete with mildly sentiant windmills, pirahna plants, and Marvin being Marvin. Balls, however, have been replaced with deboned zombies, and you may 'putt' your rotting

Comments

[in_good_taste]

All in the wrist, my good man.

[andredallover]

Play these sorts of games a lot then, boy?

[in_good_taste]

Exactly as often as you think.

[andredallover]

That often, hm? No wonder you're winning.

[negi_cure]

Oh my.

[andredallover]

If it isn't the cheery girl. Interested in a game?

[negi_cure]

Won't they fall apart?

[andredallover]

Eventually, but I have plenty.

*gestures at a sizable pile*

The most depressing obstacle of all!

[plastic_pal]

*is standing near a hole*

Here I am, brain the size of a planet, and they have me doing the job of a simple clown machine that opens and closes its mouth to stop the ball.

[andredallover]

Nothing wrong with simple tasks, robot.

[plastic_pal]

It's horribly repetitive. Putt-putt golf isn't even a very good sport.

[andredallover]

Would you call any sport very good?

[deine_mutti]

[andredallover]

...interested in a game, boy?

[deine_mutti]

Not really my taste to toss around rotting flesh around.

I can see how it can be appealing though. Do you mind if I just watch for a while?

[andredallover]

Mine either, that's why we're using clubs. But as you like.

[beautytokitoh]

Ergh. Wouldn't it be easier if you jus' played with the eyeballs?

[andredallover]

*paaause*

You know, I hadn't thought of it.

[beautytokitoh]

Dotdotdot.

Well, there ya go! I bet it'd be way more fun and less uh... smelly.

[andredallover]

Too late now. The course is sized for the bodies. Anyway, if it's a challenge it lasts longer.