Wednesday Camp Shenanigans [Fandom Park, late afternoon]

[sith_happened]

The park today was covered in red, white, and blue bunting, and the vendors were selling hamburgers, hot dogs, and overcooked veggie patties.

Someone named Karen had brought the potato salad. It had raisins in it. WHY, KAREN.

Various portions of the park had been roped off for various activities. Anakin, wearing shorts and not robes for once--it was kriffing hot out--stood in his usual spot and wielded his megaphone. "Welcome back, everyone!" he called, waving his hand out for The Fish.

The stinky, charred wreck of a Viking funeral came hurtling from...God knows where. Anakin shuddered. "At least it's not singing so loudly any longer?" he offered to the group. "Hopefully it will go to someone who can return it to its former glory this week!"

No one wants that.

"Okay, first up is a group event: Tug of war. Listen for your name and go to the correct side of the rope." He gestured helpfully to a rope with a blue and gold ribbon hanging jauntily above a huge mud puddle. "The team that emerges victorious will then compete against each other in the potato sack races!"

He pointed just as helpfully to those sack. "And the top six finishers there will compete in the final competition: PIE EATING. Now listen up: Team Red, left side of the rope from where I'm standing are: Khadgar, Rey, Amaya, Summer, Hera, Bob, Jason, Miguel, Peter, Zack, Clint, and Sabine! Team Blue, right side of the rope are: Tip, Mitsutada, Paris, Hannibal, Norman Astrid, Bobby, Cristina, Manfred, Kitty, Sidon, and Vanessa! I will give you five minutes to figure out your anchors and get in order."

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Arrive and Mingle!

[sith_happened]

Eat cookout food! Not the potato salad.

Re: Arrive and Mingle!

[always_someone]

Norman wasn't sure he trusted the potato salad anyway. Raisins? That was just weird.

So he was going to get himself a hamburger and load it up with pretty much everything he could fit on it without the whole monstrosity falling apart on him. Because if you couldn't have the biggest, stupidest, messiest burger at a cookout, what was even the point?

Re: Arrive and Mingle!

[uncertain_dume]

The weather was disgusting, but Kanan wasn't going to miss this. He'd staked out a good part of the park to sit in the shade and watch from, his dog seated beside him, and he'd bought a few hot dogs from one of the vendors.

One hot dog for him, one hot dog for Stance...

Yeah, this wasn't a bad way to spend a day.

Re: Arrive and Mingle!

[furnaceface]

Jono was here, flames out, leaning against the edge of a picnic table with his arms crossed over his chest, pretending that this more or less meant that he was being social. If Hannibal wasn't in these games today, he might have just given his favourite, 'I'm British' excuse and sat this one out completely, but no, now he felt as though he had to be here to cheer him on.

At least he'd left the leather out of the equation today, wearing a pair of blue jeans and a white t-shirt.

The jeans absolutely had a Union Jack patch sewn to his back pocket, though. His red, white, and blue of choice, thank you.

Re: Arrive and Mingle!

[somethingwithturquoise]

Hmmm, Summer had the choice to spend her holiday at home for a lame cookout and her dad's sad attempts at fireworks, or she could come here, where things were significantly less lame, even if it seemed this place's main association with the USA was merely due to proximity.

Guess which one she picked.

She was, however, disappointed in the lack of jello in the spread of food and fare, and even she had to seriously WTF over raisins in potato salad. She, who was now pondering the concept of a potato salad jello.

Re: Arrive and Mingle!

[throughaphase]

Kitty was spending the time before this in the shade, with one of those little cooling fans.

She might beg people to bring more water to refill it.

Re: Arrive and Mingle!

[intotheout]

Tip was wearing as little as she figured she could get away with. So not quite down to a bikini, but a tiny little tank top and the bootiest of booty shorts. She had a big bottle of water, a little paper parasol, and an impressive battery powered hand fan.

She'd rather not be outside in this weather, but she knew how to deal with it when she had to.

Re: Arrive and Mingle!

[thatwaslucky]

Rey was probably never going to be at the point where she could take food for granted, and she'd never had potato salad before. But even she knew there was something not right about this, and was frowning at her plate in distaste.

Re: Arrive and Mingle!

[special_rabbit]

If it weren't for the fact that Amaya had kind of missed having one of these things last week, she might not have bothered, glued to her forge now that it was running. But it was probably a good thing to take a break, anyway, and it was another holiday, too, which was always interesting from a cultural outsider's perspective.

All the grilled meats didn't hurt, either.

Re: Arrive and Mingle!

[geniuswithasmartphone]

Hardison wandered over to see what this week's ridiculousness was. He got exactly as far as the potato salad, which stopped him dead in his tracks, swearing a blue streak. He stomped off towards Luke, phone already at his ear.

"--raisins, Nana, there are raisins! And no paprika! Maybe some salt. Maybe. Whoa, hey Nana--you know baby Jesus don't like it when you use them words--!"

Tug-of-War!

[sith_happened]

Tug-of-War: PLANNING

[sith_happened]

Line up, plot amazing tug-of-war strategies ("pull harder than the other team!") and get in line!

Re: Tug-of-War: EVERYBODY PULLLLLLL

[sith_happened]

Or let go, because a whole lot of people covered in mud is also hilarious!

(The RNG has declared Team Blue to be the winner!)

Sack Race!

[sith_happened]

Re: Sack Race: Line Up!

[sith_happened]

None of the sacks have holes in the feet for you potential "let's just run to the finish line" cheaters. They are scratchy, hot potato sacks and you have to hop half the length of the park.

...sorry Kitty. There is a sack large enough to accommodate Sidon, at least?

Re: Sack Race: RACE

[sith_happened]

Ready, set, hop! Or fall over!

(The RNG declares the following winners: Norman, Sidon, Vanessa, Paris, Bobby, and Tip!)

Pie Eating Contest!

[sith_happened]

Pie Eating Contest: Pick Your Pie!

[sith_happened]

There are six miniature pies--about 6" round out on a card table in a variety of moddable flavors (but at least one cherry. Because pie eating contests should be messy.)

"You must eat the entire pie," Anakin said. "You may not use your hands or feet or any other body part aside from your mouth to eat it!"

Pie Eating Contest: EAT

[sith_happened]

Ready, set...face first and go!

(And the RNG declares Bobby the winner!)

Take this Terrifying Fish, Bobby, Holy Crap

[sith_happened]

"Congratulations to Bobby! Come take this thing and hide it so the rest of us don't have to see it for a week."

Re: Take this Terrifying Fish, Bobby, Holy Crap

[reicicled]

He'd more or less resigned himself to winning by this point.

"Yay?"

Fireworks and More Pie!

[sith_happened]

There was enough extra pie and cookout food left for everyone to mingle around for a while and watch the fireworks once it got dark enough! Mingle, chat, avoid Bobby and his terrifying fish...

Enjoy, Fandom!

Re: Fireworks and More Pie!

[intotheout]

Tip side-eyed the pies.

"I may never eat another pie again."

OOC

[sith_happened]

Happy Fourth! Slowplay, as always, is love.

Re: OOC

[battlewithstyle]

I am pleased that I have a gif for at least one of these activities :D