Reality Show Event 2: Hat Shore Boot Camp Swamp Edition! (Hat Shore Participants)

[ugly_old_hat]

Clearly, the residents of Hat Shore needed something to do to keep from getting restless, much like a giant hamster ball. But once the idea of shoving everybody into a giant hamster ball had been nixed, the next best thing had been arranged: a boot camp! It would get everybody out into the open air, give everyone a chance to burn off energy, and

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Station 5: Limbo!

[grandmasteryoda]

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6! . . . and herein follows a TL;DR Shoggy adventure!

[shoggies]

((Because how can a Shoggy fail at limbo unless they just didn't do it? I got a bit carried away. XD))

The Shoggies at least started off by moving in the right direction for the limbo station. They were all a bit droopy still, from their failure at hopping in sacks, and had initially been determined to succeed at whatever came next in order to make up for it.

But what was this? There was something glowy in the deepest bit of the swamp! As one, the Shoggies murmured the expected "sooo cool" and squelched directly towards the splotches of light, which glowed a weird and beckoning blue-green, and seemed to shift about erratically

Re: 6! . . . and herein follows a TL;DR Shoggy adventure!

[he_was_born]

The approach of the Shoggies was like a ray of sunshine to Jherek- he knew the creatures were idiots, but, he'd been stuck in his predicament alone for a while, and quite a predicament it was. He stopped hopping for a moment, explaining, "I've rather lost my wand in the swamp. The swamp-catfish are rather temperamental, and, so I tried to disseminate them, and. . .ow!" Jherek hopped again, as a hissing finny-furry thing splashed out of the mucky water and started to bite and claw at his ankle. Shaking off the 'catfish', he hopped across some water and onto another dry-ish spot. "They knocked me into the swamp, and I lost my wand! Now, they won't let me get it back, and, if I try to cross the water. . .ow!" A repeat of the previous incident- it appeared that Jherek was in fact surrounded by his ill-tempered creations, and being forced to hop around to avoid the repeated assaults of angry 'catfish'. "I was thinking of fish-like cats instead of cat-like fish, and I think I may have gotten them backwards. They don't seem to mind you so

Re: 6! . . . and herein follows a TL;DR Shoggy adventure!

[shoggies]

The limbo station was now forgotten, as the glowing-robe guy jumping around was more interesting. And besides, he had a job for them! Slave-like tendencies combined with ADD meant that they wouldn't return to limbo, as they now had a quest! "We can do that!" Shoggy 11 announced. "We know what wands are, we have some too, so we know just what they look like!" Not that any Shoggies had learned anything other than how to shrink/expand things or summon fish, which they'd learned by copying. "They look like sticks!" said Shoggy 28, before they all slipped under the water, seeking the wand

Re: 6! . . . and herein follows a TL;DR Shoggy adventure!

[he_was_born]

Jherek was delighted at the return of his wand, and promised to make the Shoggies a whole flock of chicken as a reward after the Boot Camp. For now, he transfigured himself up a little dry, sandy hill topped with a couple saguaro cacti. The 'catfish' were relegated to the swamp for the remainder of Boot Camp, when the swamp could be disseminated as one. A few would manage to escape the mass de-transfiguration to lurk in the pool shed, but for now, Jherek was safe from his own creations, so he conjured up some clean robes and spent the rest of Boot Camp on the little desert island with the Shoggies, transfiguring up a variety of poultry, hats, and shiny things for their amusement. After Boot Camp, the Hat Shore Shoggies all returned to their rooms clad in various hats, from top hats to sombreros. As far as they were concerned, they'd aced Boot Camp, and had the hats to prove it.

94 for the Samurai

[elegantsamurai]

Grace, strength, flexibility were all part of Yukimura's training as a samurai. While he didn't understand the purpose of walking (or 'dancing') under a horizontal bar, it was, at least, entertaining. He did end up taking off his haori and tucking his kimono up into his obi to keep them out of the mud as the stick was lowered, but he did manage to last until it was about mid-thigh on him before his balance gave out on him and he fell, laughing.

35 for the out-of-shape reporter

[noseymaddie]

So, yeah, Maddie and gym, not the best of friends, truly. Though she did remarkably well in the balance station...which the mun still doesn't understand...she is not the athletic type.

Limbo, though, straddles that weird line between social activity (for insane children at luau parties) and exercise.

Maddie managed to get through three passes before she (her...girls, that is) touched the bar...not that she would have gotten much farther, really.

98? Well, I suppose if there was a useless talent of George's, it'd be this.

[tallyhopippip]

George watched some of the others limbo before trying it himself.

He found himself rather adept at it, actually.

"This is fun!" George said as he ran around to get behind people to go again.

36

[vislor_turlough]

Turlough stared at the limbo pole for a long time. He sighed longsufferingly before attempting to go under.

Attempting.

Right in the mud.

76! Oh hey!

[republikatt]

Finally! Something that Bucky could get behind. Or under.

His short-tacity was several points in his favor for this business, and he danced under with flair. And verve. And many other verbs. And he did pretty well, until he realized that he'd have to flatten himself almost into the mud to get under.

"Ah, screw this," he said, wandering away.

20. The random number generator hates Beowulf because he's too sexy for its party

[iam_beowulf]

Yeah, no. Beowulf was too bulky to slide under a limbo stick, it seemed. It didn't help that he tried to execute a pelvic thrust in the direction of the stick whilst shimmying underneath it. The required pose was too suggestive for him to resist, and it was quite possible he thought the goal was to knock the stick off its supports to demonstrate one's virility.

He slipped and ended up with his butt in the mud.