fandomhigh | Wednesday Camp Shenanigans [Fandom Park, late afternoon]

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

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Zack stepped over to the left side of the rope, looking thoughtfully at his team, and then over at the competition.

"Okay! This should be easy. Except for Sidon, I'm pretty sure we got all the people with super strength over here." He pulled his sword off his back, gave it a twirl, and then set it to the side so that it wouldn't be in the way for this.

"Wait, people here have super strength?" Sabine asked.

"Sure," Zack replied, smiling and shrugging a little. "Big multiverse, lots of crazy abilities, right?"

His sword was bigger than she was and he wielded it with one hand with ease. He wasn't going to out anybody else on the team by name, but he definitely wasn't the only one who could.

"Well, yeah. But I'm thinking we can place them throughout the line so we have more even strength and it's not just the super people at the back dragging us," she said.

It wasn't so much the existence of it as much as how they could best use it.

"Smart," said Amaya with a nod, rolling up her sleeves (whcih were...already rolled up) and adjusting her glove. "Disperse the strength to help cover up the weaker spots, though it honestly doesn't look like we'll have many of those."

"I mean, I can lift a hovercar," Miguel offered. "Never tried this game before, though."

"One of their team members is a ghost," Norman mused, scratching at his cheek as he looked over at the competition. "That means they're essentially down a player. Maybe this is doable?"

Sound a little more uncertain there, Babcock.

"There's also, you know, the big giant fish guy anchor we have," said Astrid, hitching a thumb over her shoulder toward said giant fish guy anchor. "It almost seems a little unfair."

Not that she was complaining, really. Okay, she might be complaining a little. She really didn't want to win that fish again.

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"But it's unfair in our favor, so I'm good," Paris said, pulling her hair back into a business-like ponytail.

"You're ridiculous," Tip said, giving Paris a fond little smirk. "Right, so . . . short folks up front, big people in the back?"

"Or we can do it by size of bicep," Paris said, "but I think you way involves less groping."

"What are they using for rope?" Cristina wanted to know. "Because I've totally seen people lose fingers to this 'game'."

"It seems to be a standard nylon," Hannibal reported after checking it out. "Gloves would have been advised, if we'd known in advance."

"I think the fingerless family used clothesline," Cristina said. "Still . . . maybe I should sit this one out."

It was bad enough she hadn't done surgery in months. She wasn't about to lose her fingers, too.

"I have a spare pair of gloves if you want them," Mitsutada chimed in. "I may have lost the last one of these I participated in, but I like our chances here to win with style."

"I have no intention of ending up with rope burns or covered in mud," Hannibal said. "Can I interest you in coffee? I always bring my own."

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!)

Wednesday Camp Shenanigans [Fandom Park, late afternoon]

Tug-of-War!

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