Tuesday, June 5th - Period 3 - Advanced Beginner's Guide to watching the Jerries be crazy

[sizzler-sisters.livejournal.com]

This week, the Activities Area was set up differently. There were easels set in a circle around the room. In the center was a mattress with a few pillows on it.

"Welcome!" cried one Jerry.

"Welcome, tax accountants and Frisbee Olympic stars!"

"We have no bowling shoes for you this week!"

"No! Because this week, we feel it is time that we get serious about our art."

Both Jerries nodded solemnly. "But only if you are mature enough to handle it, Jerry! There will be no childish giggling in here! Or we shall send you right out!"

"There will be no rotary chickens here! For this week, we are sketching ..."

"The NUDE!"

"Behold!" Both Jerries wave their hands to the mattress triumphantly. The empty mattress.

"And now begin!"

"Jerry, wait!" One Jerry gasped. "Our model has been stolen!"

"The donkeys stole our model!?"

"Our model has drowned the donkeys!?"

"Our model is still in the closet!"

"Ah, yes." Jerry ran over to a closet and appeared to be involved in a deep conversation with its inhabitant. "She wants a raise, Jerry."

"Fine, fine," said the other Jerry dismissively. "She's paid until Thursday anyway, tell her we shall pay an extra can of sardines and she can borrow the hairdryer."

"Jerry," said one Jerry sternly. "We have no hairdryer."

"Jerry!" The other Jerry waved frantically. "She doesn't need to know that!"

"Ahhhhh. Very smart, Jerry!"

"Thank you!" And the Jerry by the mattress bowed while the other Jerry dragged their model out of the closet. (LINK IS NWS.)

Jerry set the model - who looked suspiciously like a very cheaply made blow-up doll - on the mattress.

"Now begin! Or we shall release the hounds!"

"Or the models!"

"Or the sardines!"

"Not the sardines, Jerry!"

"Yes! The sardines!"

"It is a madhouse!"

(Wait for the OCD, or the Jerries will release the sardines. The OCD is up, but I can't make any promises about the sardines...)

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Release the Sardines!

[sizzler-sisters.livejournal.com]

In this thread, Jerry has given up entirely on getting you to not sketch his sister, and is instead releasing the sardines.

By which I mean, if you ping into this thread, the blonde Jerry will throw sardines on your head.

If you don't want sardines on your head, don't ping in here. If you ping in here, you will be sardine'd.

You have been warned.

Re: Release the Sardines!

[dark_slippy_thing]

Valentine was perhaps trying so hard not to laugh at the Jerry that was posing to notice the Jerry that was not.

What a shame.

Re: Release the Sardines!

[sizzler-sisters.livejournal.com]

It was a very big shame, because the sardines? Oh, they were released.

Re: Release the Sardines!

[dark_slippy_thing]

It was entirely possible that Valentine might have gotten upset at the flying sardines.

Except, really, they were just that homey.

So he absently continued to work on his stick figure and tried not to laugh more as he picked a sardine or two off of his head and ate it.

He wasn't going to complain about free food.

Re: Release the Sardines!

[imissmydolphin.livejournal.com]

There was just no possible way he could explain this to Captain Bridger in his next letter home.

Re: Release the Sardines!

[sizzler-sisters.livejournal.com]

Particularly not now that he had sardines on his head. That bit lost something in translation. Take that, Captain Bridger!

Re: Release the Sardines!

[chasingsnitches.livejournal.com]

Cedric had no words. This was even weird by Fandom standards.

Re: Release the Sardines!

[sizzler-sisters.livejournal.com]

He had no words. But he definitely had sardines. On his head.

Re: Release the Sardines!

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Finally finished, Sokka turned his portrait around with a flourish, so that everyone could appreciate its majesty (http://pics.livejournal.com/sarcasm_guy/pic/00001w44/g1).

Re: Release the Sardines!

[sizzler-sisters.livejournal.com]

A painting that beautiful could only be greeted with wild applause.

Unfortunately, what Sokka got was sardines. On the head.

Re: Release the Sardines!

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"EWWWW! I'm all covered in..." He looked closer. "... little teeny-tiny fish?" He picked one off his head and sniffed it. "Smells... fishy."

And then this would be Sokka, happily munching on sardines.