kappa kappa gremlin meeting | 1st floor rec room | after classes | friday | april 16
"Good afternoon," Arthur intoned, smiling at those gathered. "We thought today might make for a good bonding experience over some more sports and, of course, copious amounts of food."
He wasn't overfeeding his reserves, but he was going to abuse frat to stuff his face.
"We have pizzas and hamburgers," he continued, "Feed as you wish. Hannibal will be informing you of the sport of the day."
Hannibal's stomach growled just at the mere mention of food but he snapped back to focus quick enough. "With exam being next week, we thought we'd do something fun, something silly. There's really no use in making you all work when you're too busy doing that for classes. So, today we're gonna be...hunting."
Don't get excited, Arthur. "No, we're not going to shoot deers or anything like that. We're playing laser tag. There's vests and guns on the table behind me for everyone. Put 'em on and then fan out through the dorms. Find each other, shoot each other, claim victory!"
Hey, laser tag was fun whether you were five or fifty.
"Try not to eat while you're playing," Arthur informed the group, sincerely. "It would be a shame to see you all distracted while you could be repeatedly shooting Hannibal." He grinned. "You heard the man."
"No one is going to shoot me," Hannibal said but he was already getting suited up. He was ace at laser tag. He'd win the whole damn thing. "Have fun, guys. Good luck in your exams if I don't see you."
[co-written with that guy who likes the other guy with the ears, bitch_prince!]
He wasn't overfeeding his reserves, but he was going to abuse frat to stuff his face.
"We have pizzas and hamburgers," he continued, "Feed as you wish. Hannibal will be informing you of the sport of the day."
Hannibal's stomach growled just at the mere mention of food but he snapped back to focus quick enough. "With exam being next week, we thought we'd do something fun, something silly. There's really no use in making you all work when you're too busy doing that for classes. So, today we're gonna be...hunting."
Don't get excited, Arthur. "No, we're not going to shoot deers or anything like that. We're playing laser tag. There's vests and guns on the table behind me for everyone. Put 'em on and then fan out through the dorms. Find each other, shoot each other, claim victory!"
Hey, laser tag was fun whether you were five or fifty.
"Try not to eat while you're playing," Arthur informed the group, sincerely. "It would be a shame to see you all distracted while you could be repeatedly shooting Hannibal." He grinned. "You heard the man."
"No one is going to shoot me," Hannibal said but he was already getting suited up. He was ace at laser tag. He'd win the whole damn thing. "Have fun, guys. Good luck in your exams if I don't see you."
[co-written with that guy who likes the other guy with the ears, bitch_prince!]