Caring for Wounded Animals Makes You Look Sensitive [VIDEO/ACTION]
[There's a thud and the low crackle of static as the Guide starts recording. There's a bright light, and the lens struggles to focus in the light of the sun. It looks like someone's Guide was knocked off of a table, as to what...well, you're about to see.]
[As the lens focuses, Fox can be seen struggling with...is that a plastic cone? Why, in fact, it is. There's a plastic cone on his ass, shielding his bandaged tail, and Fox doesn't seem too pleased about it.]
Shinpachi, I'm serious, help me get this thing off!
[Above Fox is the lifeguard chair to the Shark wave pool. And on that chair, under a parasol, sits Shinpachi.]
[He's watching the wave pool, ever vigilant in his duty to protect--no wait, he's not even looking at the damn wave pool.]
[He's using his super-special UV blocking lifeguard binoculars to stare at all of the cute girls roaming the pools.]
[He couldn't give less of a crap about sharks and foxes who think they're people if he tried.]
[Fox just glares up at Shinpachi, still trying to free his ass from the oddly placed cone.]
Shinpachi! Hey!
[Nope, he's not even listening at all. He just has a retarded grin on his face, because a couple of cute girls started a splash fight over at the shallow end.]
[Fox glances over towards where Shinpachi is looking, makes a very disapproving face, picks up his handy walkie talkie, and whips it at Shinpachi's head.]
[It hits its mark, as if there was any doubt, with enough force to knock Shinpachi from his vantage point and into the pool.]
[No, just kidding, he smacks face first into the concrete right by the edge and then bounces into the water.]
[Fox just.
stares.
Oh my God did he just kill Shinpachi?
Did his glasses get broken?]
U-um...
[Just, hurries over to the pool, butt cone and all]
[END FEED]
(OOC: Open to action for anyone who wants to be down at the pool!)
[As the lens focuses, Fox can be seen struggling with...is that a plastic cone? Why, in fact, it is. There's a plastic cone on his ass, shielding his bandaged tail, and Fox doesn't seem too pleased about it.]
Shinpachi, I'm serious, help me get this thing off!
[Above Fox is the lifeguard chair to the Shark wave pool. And on that chair, under a parasol, sits Shinpachi.]
[He's watching the wave pool, ever vigilant in his duty to protect--no wait, he's not even looking at the damn wave pool.]
[He's using his super-special UV blocking lifeguard binoculars to stare at all of the cute girls roaming the pools.]
[He couldn't give less of a crap about sharks and foxes who think they're people if he tried.]
[Fox just glares up at Shinpachi, still trying to free his ass from the oddly placed cone.]
Shinpachi! Hey!
[Nope, he's not even listening at all. He just has a retarded grin on his face, because a couple of cute girls started a splash fight over at the shallow end.]
[Fox glances over towards where Shinpachi is looking, makes a very disapproving face, picks up his handy walkie talkie, and whips it at Shinpachi's head.]
[It hits its mark, as if there was any doubt, with enough force to knock Shinpachi from his vantage point and into the pool.]
[No, just kidding, he smacks face first into the concrete right by the edge and then bounces into the water.]
[Fox just.
stares.
Oh my God did he just kill Shinpachi?
Did his glasses get broken?]
U-um...
[Just, hurries over to the pool, butt cone and all]
[END FEED]
(OOC: Open to action for anyone who wants to be down at the pool!)