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Camp Shenanigans [Wednesday morning, May 8, 2019]
Beaker was putting the last of the balloons in place (so...floating away. Don't worry, he'll be fine in a second) on the bleachers that had been set back up in the park in the center of town. There were also a couple of big screen televisions set up so that the crowd could watch the action when the contestents (you lucky volunteers, you!) were outside the park.
It was also a warning to the contestants that this week's game would be taking them out of the park.
"Today, we will be doing a very quick tour of the island!" Anakin yelled into his megaphone. He didn't really need the megaphone--he just liked the way everyone would wince when he made it squeal. "You will be working in teams to complete a series of obstacles I've set up around town. Fastest team to complete the course does not win a fish."
At the blank looks from some of the newbies, Anakin explained. "Last year there was an plastic fish that attained sentience and attacked us at the end of the summer. It was a thing."
Well, "explained" if it also meant "in a way that absolutely did not make it Anakin's fault."
"Listen as your teams are called and where your assingments are! I will then give you ten minutes to get into place and then Beaker--where'd he go?"
Beaker waved and meeped from a tree.
"And Beaker will shoot off the starting pistol which is not a real gun, right Beaker?" Anakin checked.
Beaker meeped affirmatively.
"Well, we'll see how that goes," Anakin muttered.
It was also a warning to the contestants that this week's game would be taking them out of the park.
"Today, we will be doing a very quick tour of the island!" Anakin yelled into his megaphone. He didn't really need the megaphone--he just liked the way everyone would wince when he made it squeal. "You will be working in teams to complete a series of obstacles I've set up around town. Fastest team to complete the course does not win a fish."
At the blank looks from some of the newbies, Anakin explained. "Last year there was an plastic fish that attained sentience and attacked us at the end of the summer. It was a thing."
Well, "explained" if it also meant "in a way that absolutely did not make it Anakin's fault."
"Listen as your teams are called and where your assingments are! I will then give you ten minutes to get into place and then Beaker--where'd he go?"
Beaker waved and meeped from a tree.
"And Beaker will shoot off the starting pistol which is not a real gun, right Beaker?" Anakin checked.
Beaker meeped affirmatively.
"Well, we'll see how that goes," Anakin muttered.
Re: LEG 1
That rope was going to slip right over her skinny little ankles so many times. But so help Vette, standing there looking sharp as heck in her chartreuse shirt (because if anything went with chartreuse, it was blue), she was bound and determined to give this her best shot anyway.
Re: LEG 1
Vette was tiny and lithe! So that should help, right? Summer...wasn't, as much, but she was fairly athletic and had managed to hold her own with restrictions much more challenging than a Twi'lek tied to her leg, so it was easy to be a little confident.
Re: LEG 1
"Right! All we have to do is make sure the rope is tied nice and tight."
She paused.
"How are you with knots?"
Restraints were a little more high-tech in her day and age.
... Some three thousand years before Kanan's time or so.
Re: LEG 1
And, as she knelt down to get them all good tied and together, she thought to mention, "Oh, just let me know if it's too tight? Because...yeah."
If you knew what sort of things she sometimes had to tie down, Vette, you'd understand.
Re: LEG 1
"I'm tougher than I look," Vette replied breezily, scootching her foot up so it was nice and snug against Summer's. "Tight as you can get it. You'll cut off your own circulation before you'll cut off mine, I'm sure."
This was not necessarily true. But Vette was nothing if not full of at least slightly false bravado.
Re: LEG 1
"Alright, then," she said, nodding to Vette. "Count of three? Start with the untied leg?"
Re: LEG 1
"Count of three," Vette agreed, grinning and putting her hands on her hips. Because clearly, this race needed to start with a pose. "Whenever you're ready!"