three ✻ red food dye number forty

[chairplay]

Characters: chairplay & y'all victims
Location: The park
Time: Afternoon
Style: First
Status: Open!

[So in the middle of the park today, there is a zombie apocalypse. Blood and carnage everywhere! Terrible, isn't it

Comments

[ninthserenade]

[Demyx uses Snowball Toss!

His target is the back of Hiro's head!]

[chairplay]

[And it lands! He winces and turns the page in his book, doesn't even bother looking at Demyx.]

1/2

[ninthserenade]

[He opens his mouth to say 'take that' when it hits, but when he doesn't get a reaction?]

[ninthserenade]

[He makes another!]

[chairplay]

[calls behind his shoulder]

You're going to get my book damp like that.

[ninthserenade]

So?

[Pack pack pack!

throw!]

[chairplay]

It's really rude.

[dodges and stands up to snap his book shut]

I was enjoying it.

[ninthserenade]

You're the rude one. Besides, it's snowing. I think your stupid book is gonna get wet anyways.

[Not... like he's adding a teensy tiny bit of water to those snowballs. Nope.]

[chairplay]

You attacked me as I read and yet I'm the rude one? Pity.

[tucking his book in his coat and then moving to grab some snow]

[ninthserenade]

Says the guy who turns every single conversation into something creepy.

[He'll just make a couple and hold them in the crook of one arm, tossing one up in the air a few times with his free hand.]

C'mon. This is war.

[chairplay]

Oi. I'm not creepy.

[gosh, rude!!! okay putting one together and throwing it at Demyx]

[ninthserenade]

Yeah you are!

[Piff! O-Ow, okay, that sort of stung the face a little. This calls for retaliation!]

[chairplay]

That's a matter of perspective. I think I'm very, ah, thought-provoking for lack of a better term.

[and when you go to throw it, it seems he's disappeared!]