ITP: "Toilets Are Always Funny!"
Gangway, coming through!
[Across the breadth of Camp, a mystery man is running. Sometimes also diving, ducking, and/or dodging. What could have put this costumed crimefighter, this stalwart sentinel of justice, to flight?
Well, maybe the fact that it's raining toilets... Specifically, on him.
Yes, looking back along his track lie the glazed shard remains of several dozen crappers, cans, loos, johns, commodes, thrones, dunnies, porcelain gods, potties, and the occasional bidet. And now that he may just have barreled past you--yes, you--you may want to watch your head.
Or watch out for heads, as the case may be.]
Thank God that Tidy-John was empty...
((OOC: My inspiration and pain, drawn from here. Also please note that, as anyone who's seen Boondock Saints can tell you, falling toilets can be lethal. Or not. The choice is yours.
Edit: Vanishing to forage for food. Shall return. Sandwich get! And we're back.))
[Across the breadth of Camp, a mystery man is running. Sometimes also diving, ducking, and/or dodging. What could have put this costumed crimefighter, this stalwart sentinel of justice, to flight?
Well, maybe the fact that it's raining toilets... Specifically, on him.
Yes, looking back along his track lie the glazed shard remains of several dozen crappers, cans, loos, johns, commodes, thrones, dunnies, porcelain gods, potties, and the occasional bidet. And now that he may just have barreled past you--yes, you--you may want to watch your head.
Or watch out for heads, as the case may be.]
Thank God that Tidy-John was empty...
((OOC: My inspiration and pain, drawn from here. Also please note that, as anyone who's seen Boondock Saints can tell you, falling toilets can be lethal. Or not. The choice is yours.
Edit: Vanishing to forage for food. Shall return. Sandwich get! And we're back.))