OPEN LOG; WATER SLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDE

[beatitlikemj]

Who: Beat, Sokka, AND YOU!!!
What: Sokka and Beat made a huge super slide of the third floor of the res halls. The floor is coated with wax and then water on top of that so good luck not falling.
When: NOW NOW NOW
Where: 3rd floor residency halls.
Warnings: Language is probably it
OTHER: FEEL FREE to start your own thread, tag around, walk out of

Comments

I NEVER THOUGHT I'D HAVE NEED FOR THIS ICON

[watertribe]

[Sokka had to admit, he wasn't sure how well this would go down. All things considered, his plans lately hadn't gone particularly well. It definitely seemed like he and Beat had managed it just from standing down the hallway.

Still... now that it was done, it was completely... awesome. He'd only ever been on Omasu's delivery system "slide" before, so excited? Yes?

When Beat spoke the grin only grew.]

I'd only have to agree, my good buddy.

[Well, then. As Beat went sliding Sokka ripped the water tribe uniform off to be in the ... odd trunks they also had. And soon followed suit in the crazed, belly sliding]

Oh man, this is awesome.

[Awesome, indeed.]

WELL YOU DO JFSALDKGN

[beatitlikemj]

[ awww yyyyeah boiiii ]

[ standing up at the end of the high end of the hall, he's already soaked from head to toe, his beanie sopping wet and his too-long blond hair falling out of it and sticking to his face. he doesn't seem to correct it. ]

MAN, I KNEW MAKIN' A BORED POST WOULD PAY OFF. YO A FUCKIN' GENIUS, MAN.

YES. /ICONING THE BEACH PARTY BIT FOR THIS. 8)

[watertribe]

[Sokka's hair's not even up like it normally is at this point, either. The ride ends by Sokka, you know, ramming head first into a wall, but that doesn't stop him as he grins with a laugh in his voice. He moves to sit up, and places his arms on his knees.]

Well, what can I say? It's the water tribe genius for you. Besides, you do get half the credit.

fkslagndsal

[beatitlikemj]

[ rubbing his head, he leans over and raises his hand to give the other boy a solid high-five. ]

We make a good team, bro; you ain't lyin'!

it works. :o and i have no hi5 icons.

[watertribe]

[ ... And the high-five is met with a grin.]

One of the best, got to say it. So my-brother-in-plotting, what's our next one going to be?

[beatitlikemj]

Well, wha's good on a slip-an'-slide? Food ain't gonna cut it.

[ ... and there's a pause. and then a split of his own grin. ]

We could eitha board or get a ball.

[watertribe]

Nah, food would definitely just get all soggy.

[And he waits, then blinks.]

A board? Or a ball? A game, then?

[Eyes liiight up, I mean HONESTLY. He's only ever just had snow to play in, and some weird ball game Aang showed him... that he couldn't really play.]

[beatitlikemj]

Yeah, ain'tchu inta sports?

[ sits down on his ass, even as he slides around, to help think of plans. ]

I think I got a football in my room. Ding-A-Ling or Metal Dick might have a few things, too.

[watertribe]

[FINGER IN EAR, GETTING OUT WATER.]

Not really. We didn't really have many back home, and there definitely wasn't time to either.

[Pause. Blinks.]

Football? [HE IS IGNORING THE OBVIOUS MENTION OF LING AND ED IN WAY OF GIVING YOU A WTF FACE.]

[beatitlikemj]

Yeah, it's like a ... sharp, egg-shaped ball dat ya carry ta get from one goal to anotha. It ain't no big deal; we could always make up our own game.

[ he twists his spine in the water to make himself slipslide to look around. ]

Anythin' we can use fo' a goal? Nets maybe?

[watertribe]

[Pausing and thinking.]

!! I still have my supplies from home. There's a few tarps for when we camp, think that could work?

[beatitlikemj]

Deeefinitely! We can throw 'em ova a few open doors, or ... one'a dem robots I beat da shit outta!