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fandomhigh2018-07-04 10:39 am
sith_happened) wrote in fandomhigh2018-07-04 10:39 am
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."
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."
Re: Sack Race: RACE
Or, well, he hopped like a kid in a potato sack who had a passing familiarity with actual, normal summer camp games. It didn't hurt that he could kind of just tune out and have at it, putting his focus on the finish line and making his way there.
Hop. Hop. Hop.
Re: Sack Race: RACE