Camp Shenanigans [Wednesday, May 15, 2019]

[sith_happened]

With the dinosaurs out and about, Anakin decided that getting students eaten was not a great idea if he couldn't specify which ones, plus liability and the school board and the paperwork, so everyone was shoved inside of the community center instead.

"Today we're pretending like it's raining and cold!" Anakin declared through the megaphone which was super unnecessary inside. Sorry, everyone's ears. "We have several stations of craft projects and games, many of which will make reappearances later this summer so get good at them."

Especially the macramé. Just sayin'.

"Today is about learning and not competing, for once, so take your time, meet the other people on the island, and make a better loincloth for Tino or something." Anakin shuddered. Radio had been scarring, though not as scarring as being in Caritas, apparently.

"...and go!"

The megaphone, predictablY, shrieked horribly as he turned it off.

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Games

[sith_happened]

Oh boy, games.

Cornhole

[sith_happened]

Take the beanbags! Toss them into the holes in the boards. First team of two to 21 points wins.

Nothing explodes while you play. Nothing should explode when the next team plays, either, but Anakin has met you people.

Giant Pickup Sticks

[sith_happened]

There is a huge pile of colorful sticks on the floor. Pick up sticks without touching another stick. First person to pick up the last stick or to survive without moving any other sticks wins.

Nothing should explode over here, either.

Re: Giant Pickup Sticks

[momslilassassin]

"That's not a lightsaber, Val," Ben was lecturing his daughter who had immediately picked up a stick, made lightsaber noises and whacked her father with it. "If it was, I'd not have an arm any more and amputation isn't funny!"

Val didn't look remotely convinced by this argument.

Re: Giant Pickup Sticks

[uncertain_dume]

"I don't know," Kanan mused, standing back and smirking a little. "She's got pretty good form for that age, don't you think?"

Kanan, don't encourage lightsaber abuse around Skywalkers. This was how people lost hands.

Re: Giant Pickup Sticks

[momslilassassin]

"Pointy end away from eyes," Ben said firmly, then grinned. "Yeah, we've been practicing for just in case."

Re: Giant Pickup Sticks

[uncertain_dume]

Man, someone really needed to teach Maul that lesson about the pointy end.

"Never know when you're gonna need to be able to swing a lightsaber around," agreed Kanan, who... really only did that on the island. And who had his saber in pieces on his belt right then, in spite of the possibility of being eaten by dinosaurs today. "Especially if you're spending any manner of time around here."

Case in point: dinosaurs.

Re: Giant Pickup Sticks

[momslilassassin]

Ben nodded. "We stayed away while Val here was really little, but we've kind of missed the insanity."

Re: Giant Pickup Sticks

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan chuckled a little at that, in spite of himself.

"Is that what happens after you're away for a while? You get so used to the crazy around here that you start wanting to come back to it?"

Re: Giant Pickup Sticks

[momslilassassin]

"Maybe we'll be a good influence on the crazy," Ben tried. "I mean, Granddad never had a weird, evil fish when we were here."

Re: Giant Pickup Sticks

[uncertain_dume]

"There's that," Kanan noted. "But then there's the other hand. The one with the jungle outside and the large reptiles and reptavians stomping around."

It would have been almost reminiscent of something from home, if... home had ever used animals as playground equipment or kitchen appliances.

Re: Giant Pickup Sticks

[momslilassassin]

"I wanted to ride one but the radio said someone had already and I didn't want to be derivative," Ben said.

Re: Giant Pickup Sticks

[uncertain_dume]

"The trick to not being derivative is to do one better," Kanan decided. "Ride one of the flying ones, pretend it's a thranta."

That was a terrible idea, Kanan.

Re: Giant Pickup Sticks

[momslilassassin]

"That is an astral idea, Kanan!"

Ben, no.

"What's a thranta?" Val asked.

Pinata

[sith_happened]

Put on blindfolds, take a stick and take turns smacking on the giant Papier-mâché gremlin until it breaks.

It totally explodes. But in a safe way! Plus candy!

Re: Pinata

[chirpchirpchirp]

If anybody needed Vette, she was going to be riiiight here, blindfolded, swinging a stick at a paper gremlin like she had Some Stuff To Work Out.

... She kind of did. And if nobody stopped her so that they could get a turn soon, that gremlin was going down.

Re: Pinata

[biotic_psychotic]

Jack was watching the shenanigans and the fury with which Vette was trying to kill the gremlin pinata made her tilt her head a little.

She wandered over, letting her feet fall heavily on the ground so Vette would hear her coming. "Hey," she greeted casually, "Turn a little to your right and pretend you're hitting someone right in front of you."

Re: Pinata

[chirpchirpchirp]

Vette frowned only a little at the direction - she was doing just fine! Terribly. But fine! - But she did as she was told, pivoted on her foot slightly, and then swung that stick out and whomped that gremlin with a fury rarely seen in waifish Twi'lek girls.

It didn't go down, it did some wild swinging around instead, but now there was a heck of a dent in its face.

"Take THAT."

Re: Pinata

[biotic_psychotic]

"Good job," Jack encouraged, "Now - feel the air around you. There's no outside wind, any movement of the air means something moving near you. Hit in that direction."

She watched the fury of the strike and the aggression upon impact. "So. You know that rule about students and weapons only applies if you're not supervised by a teacher, right?"

No reason.

Re: Pinata

[chirpchirpchirp]

"I'm gonna end up beating in somebody's kneecaps," Vette muttered. There was a pause of a few moments, and then she lowered the stick and turned her face toward Jack. "... Is that you offering supervised weapons time?"

Because it wasn't like she actually followed that rule anyway.

Ahem.

Re: Pinata

[biotic_psychotic]

"Anyone dumb enough to get within range of a blindfolded chick with a stick deserves what they get," Jack pointed out.

She regarded Vette. The kid had stress all over her face. "Yeah, that's me offering supervised weapons time. In the Preserve if you need to shoot at like, dead trees and shit. Danger Shop if you want opponents." Beat. "You look like you could use a few hours of barbarian time."

Re: Pinata

[chirpchirpchirp]

"I need opponents," Vette admitted, after a long pause. "The Dean took me to the mainland once for therapeutic paintball. That was good."

She reached up and pulled the blindfold off.

"Never much was one for waiting for supervision, otherwise. One of my jobs has a shooting range right in there."

Re: Pinata

[biotic_psychotic]

"Shooting at targets that don't scream, bleed and die never did much for me," Jack shrugged, "Especially not when I was in a bad mood."

She gestured back up at the school with her chin. "Danger shop it is. You want a blaster or something more cathartic?" Sword, maybe? Iron pipe?

Re: Pinata

[chirpchirpchirp]

"Two blasters," Vette replied, shrugging. "It's what I do."

Re: Pinata

[biotic_psychotic]

"Git 'em, cowgirl," Jack drawled, heading toward the door. "We can hook you up with two blasters." She had at least one strapped to her leg, matter of fact. It was a safer bet on the island than the Scorpion.