Deadeyes and the Prizes that Follow

[gunofadeadman]

Who: gunofadeadman and YOU!
What: John's been enjoying the 'shoot the target' games on the planet. But they keep giving him huge stuffed animals as prizes. RANDOM PASSER-BY, WOULD YOU LIKE A HUGE STUFFED ANIMAL?
When: Today!
Where: Down on the planet!
Warnings: None.

Comments

[crazy_about_it]

[Dante is hanging out on the planet. He's already ridden the roller coasters (boring) and the bumper cars (he's not allowed back on that one). Now he's just hanging out, watching the people.

...Including the cowboy with the giant stuffed animal.]

Cute. Aren't you a little old to be playing with toys?

[gunofadeadman]

[John has to maneuver his head around the giant toy, which is blocking his view. More than likely, he is very difficult to take seriously this way. So his frown probably has very little effect.]

Real funny. I ain't carryin' this around because I want to.

[crazy_about_it]

[That's okay. Dante doesn't take anyone seriously.]

Okay. So why are you carrying it around then?

[gunofadeadman]

Won the damn thing for shootin' targets.

[He holds out the stuffed animal, in a "take it away from me" type manner.]

Want it?

[toomanypetals]

[Well, he certainly doesn't. His room is small enough already, thank you.]

[The villain of the Sparkly Pretty Fairies TV show is here terrorizing kids. Yup.]

[gunofadeadman]

[Well, then. Have a cowboy approaching you! With a giant stuffed animal in tow.]

[Kids, huh? MAYBE THE KIDS WILL WANT THIS THING.]

'scuse me, but, uh... [hefting the stuffed animal up, since it was slipping away from him it's so big] ...think you might know anyone who wants this?

[toomanypetals]

...

[He's almost too embarrassed to talk in this ridiculously colorful thing, but.]

Tch, what? Get a prize you didn't want or something?

[He is oddly sympathetic. His bosses keep trying to pay him in sparkly jewelery and well. It doesn't work.]

[gunofadeadman]

[It's not like John is one to judge. He's the one walking around dressed like a cowboy, after all.

And that's normal for him.]

Sure did. This thing's heavier than it looks and I ain't exactly got a reason for holdin' onto it.

[vesperiaftw]

[The midway wasn't Yuri's favorite part of the planet, but that didn't mean he didn't enjoy it. After all, even he couldn't ride roller coasters or play laser tag all the time. He liked competition as well as the next guy. And when he wasn't doing that, there was something to be said for people-watching.

You never knew what you might see. Like, for example, a grizzled-looking guy who reminded him a bit of the old man, carrying around a large stuffed animal.

Someone else might have worried about being welcome or even the fact that he didn't think he'd me this guy, but Yuri didn't see the point. Nothing wrong with being social. So he fell into step beside him and gave him a grin.]

Nice whatever-it-is you've got there.

[gunofadeadman]

[John heard a voice next to him, but didn't see anyone right away. He had the problem of of a giant stuffed animal blocking the majority of his view.

He stopped and swung around to face Yuri, the limbs of the stuffed animal swinging about in an almost comedic way.]

Huh? Yeah, this whatever-it-is looks too much like an animal that's tried to make me its supper on more than one occasion. [John wasn't sure if it was supposed to look like a cougar, but it sure reminded him of one.] You want it?

[vesperiaftw]

Yeah? [He looks at the stuffed animal a little more closely, then shrugs.] Doesn't look like any monster I've ever seen.

[He shakes his head and smirks at him.] Thanks for the offer, old man, but no thanks. You're not my type.

[gunofadeadman]

Don't know if I'd call it a monster. Just a damn nuisance with sharp teeth and claws.

[John would facepalm if he had any hands free.] Not... not like that, I just wanna get rid of it. You know anyone that might want it, maybe? A kid or somethin'?

[all_range_mode]

[Fox had just finished up his shift over at the shark pool and was currently headed back to the boarding dock. This planet was neat for the first week, but after a while one gets rather tired of the smell of fried carnival foods, vomit and BO. This particular area tended to have the highest concentration of vomit and BO particularly, so the pilot was trying to shove through the crowds as quickly as he could without shoving people on their asses.

And that was when he that over sized stuffed animal the cowboy was carting around. Somehow, it was a lot creepier looking when it wasn't strung up with a bunch more of them.]

That's gotta be the most disturbing thing I've ever seen.

[gunofadeadman]

[John swings around to face Fox, hands full of stuffed animal. This was getting ridiculous, really.]

What? [he sounds a tad sarcastic] You mean you ain't seen a grown man luggin' around a giant stuffed toy before?

[all_range_mode]

More like I've never seen a giant stuffed toy that looked just like my fifth grade teacher before. That's actually really creepy.

[gunofadeadman]

[John stares, and then laughs a little dryly at that.]

I reckon it would be. So I guess that means you wouldn't be too inclined to take it off of my hands?

[worldturnsshiny]

Awww, it's so cute!

[hello I am completely missing these context clues and assuming that you are happy as a clam to have this prize]

[gunofadeadman]

[NOT A PROBLEM. IN FACT, A PERFECT CHANCE TO GET RID OF IT.]

Hello, miss. You want it? I really don't got any need for it.

[worldturnsshiny]

Yeah?

[pause pause pause]

..,What's the catch?

[gunofadeadman]

Ain't none. Other than the fact that when you're walkin' with it, you won't be able to see anythin' directly in front of you.