Beach times with a pilot shota! [OPEN LOG, yes another one]
Characters: Goose, Surge (at least enough to get Goose to the beach unless he wants to stick around? idk), and anyone else really. (You don't HAVE to interact with Goose if you don't want to, just consider this a beach log for any of your dudes to do whatever, whether or not Goose is involved.)
What: Goose wanted to go to get pizza and ice cream and ( Read more... )
What: Goose wanted to go to get pizza and ice cream and ( Read more... )
Then again, being so... young... made him almost want to play in the sand. Almost.
Wario trudged along the beach with his trusty metal detector in hand, even though it was quite large and rather heavy for his small form. As he tried to comb the beach for some valuables, it was rather difficult. After all, he lost the well-sculpted muscles he once had, and was so many inches shorter. How annoying.
In frustration, he kicked his sneaker angrily into the sand, spraying up several grains. The small hole that he made with his foot, though, gave him an idea. He could make a moat! He could make a beautiful, golden castle like he had always wanted! His youthful imagination seemed to rush back to him, so he slowly knelt down and began digging.
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He was bored just making sandcastles by himself, so he decided to go ahead and have a little fun and throw a ball of sand in his direction. Heehee, what a fatty!
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"HEY!" he cried, snatching his hat and placing it back atop his black hair, "What's the big idea?!"
He turned to see a young blond boy building some sandcastles. He looked awfully familiar, but his memory completely failed him, so he shrugged it off.
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Being a Holidaian, he never got to have snowball fights as a child, so he substituted that with sandball fights. Ehh, it sufficed for him, so he threw another one at the yellow-capped child.
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As he saw the child throwing sand up in the air onto himself, though, Wario was finally able to see what he meant. A sandball fight could indeed be quite fun. Turning his frown into a smirk, he scooped up more sand just as another sandball hit him.
Wario stood up and spit out the grains of sand that happened to land in his mouth as he tossed a lump of sand at the opponent.
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He took another lump of sand and ran around behind Wario, tossing a sand ball straight at the middle of his back. He snickered cheerfully, pointing at him. "See?! It IS fun! Ya'll can do this instead of a snowball fight!"
He then went over to the sand and began to pile up some in front of him to... shield himself, however lousy and small the sand wall would be.
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As another ball smacked into him, Wario turned around to find his opponent, only to see that he was attempting to build a wall of some sort.
Grinning, Wario threw another sand lump at Goose and then made a mad dash a few feet away so he could build his own wall.
"Hey this is just like a snowball fight!" He laughed, finally feeling carefree and enjoying himself without the want of gold and money.
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He really couldn't help decorating it with shells, arranged in the shape of a devilish face, either.
"I betcha' can't beat my kicking ass wall!" He foul-mouthed quite... oddly (he was a child, he was in such an immature mind set that he would just use 'kicking ass wall' instead of 'kick ass wall') with a big old grin. He then took two piles of sand in his hand, not even bothering to lump them firmly, and just tossed them at his 'newfound friend.'
Did Wario even remember that this was Goose, the one who talked to him over the journal network? Perhaps he would, but maybe he didn't recognize him as a kid. Ah well.
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Unfortunately, Wario did not really feel like wasting time decorating his wall like Goose did, until, that is, the other boy taunted him, daring him to "beat" his wall.
"Hell yes I can!" Wario cried back, scooping up shells here and there and placing them in various spots on his new wall. Unfortunately, his concentration was broken when more sand slammed into his face.
Wario sputtered and spit out the sand from his mouth, then tossed a ball back to his opponent. Unfortunately, he didn't seem to recognize the kid, although he did look so familiar...
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"That was..." He at first sported a look of disappointment, but that frown turned upside-down in an instant. "AWESOME."
It was then that he decided to pull out the big guns. He began scooping up plenty of piles of sand and throwing them in succession, repeatedly. He unfortunately didn't bother aiming, but there was quite the barrage being tossed right now.
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