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Camp Shenanigans, Wednesday, June 12, 2019

Given the terrible, pounding headache of a bad feeling that this location was giving Anakin, he almost cancelled the shenanigans for the week. But then he decided that if people were really looking for a distraction, he should provide it.

Today's shenanigans were being held in the school auditoriam--Anakin would grant townies temporary access to the school building in order to keep the students from wandering further from the dorms than absolutely necessary--and seemed to be revolving around several thousand ballpit balls in the center of the auditorium.

And laundry baskets.

And scooters.

"Welcome to Sentient Lifeform Hungry Hungry Hippos!" Anakin yelled through his megaphone. "Everyone will be divided into four teams. You will then pair up into beings on their stomach holding the laundry baskets and people pushing them by their legs. Every team will cycle through all of their players. The team with the most balls at the end wins! Come pick up your t-shirts!"

Because of course there were t-shirts.

TEAM SALMON
Fjord
Lana
Aeryn
Billy
Amaya
Ben

TEAM OLIVE
Kitty
Summer
Hera
Kanan
Paris
Mitsutada

TEAM BURNT UMBER
Rosa
Beaker
Shuri
Nina
Sabine
Wayne

TEAM URINE
Sidon
Okuyasu
Juillenne
Iris (Ino)
Liam
Peter

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TEAM SALMON: Billy pushes Aeryn
TEAM OLIVE: Kanan pushes Paris
TEAM BURNT UMBER: Beaker pushes Rosa
TEAM URINE: Juillenne pushes Sidon

...these will go badly.

[OOC: RNG declares OLIVE the winner, followed by SALMON, URINE, and BURNT UMBER.]

"Okay, now you get to see how fast we can go," Kanan said, gesturing for Paris to do her thing. "Chop chop, slowpoke."

You tell a Jedi to hurry up? Brace yourself, Paris, because this was going to be a wild ride.

"It's not a dealbreaker If we can run over someone else's fingers,," Paris told him, settling onto the scooter as fast as she could.

Paris would make a terrifying Sith.

Kanan was so thankful the Force wasn't strong in her, yes.

"I'm going to avoid that," he decided, shaking his head as he crouched down to grab her legs. "Nobody wants to make that trip to the medcenter today. You on there good and secure?"

Because this was going to be a heck of a ride. It'd be a good distraction from the way it felt like the whole damn universe was screaming in agony around them this week.

"I think so," Paris said, "but there's not exactly a seat belt."

"Well, then I'll do my best to not fling you off the scooter," Kanan replied easily. And then he launched himself forward, leaning pretty hard into that 'just the other side of peak human performance' habit that he'd perfected in the years following the purge. Good enough to impress anybody paying attention. Not so good that the wrong people might.

Anything more than that would just be cheating.

Paris was shrieking like a banshee, only half to intimidate their opponents.

And this, Paris, is what happens when you tell Kanan Jarrus to hurry up.

Kanan was grinning, entirely, wholly unrepentant.

Well, they were winning, so Paris was willing to overlook a lot. She slammed the basket down over a likely group of balls. "Okay, go back!"

A quick skip back on his heel, and Kanan was backpedaling like he hadn't been going forward in the first place.

"If you get too close to whiplash, tell me," he called.

Because this was a legitimate concern, here.

"I'm good!" Paris yelled. "Go go go!"

"Suit yourself," Kanan replied, pushing her forward again with a shrug.

They had a lot of lost ground to make up for the Dean's amusement, after all.

"GET OUT OF MY WAY!" she yelled, brandishing her basket.

"You'll want to do as she says," Kanan called, "she's a madwoman! There's no stopping her!"

Was he oh so subtly pulling balls toward the basket using the Force? You betcha.

"Damn right I am!" Paris agreed. "I'll cut you! With...this plastic bowl!"

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".....oh."

Sidon looked a bit warily at that very small scooter, considering his very large self, and then passed a downright apologetic smile toward Juillenne. "Well, this should certainly be interesting!"

Good luck with pushing seven and a half feet of pure Zora muscle around there, Jules. But compliments to the scooter manufacturer for the durability of their product!

Yeah, her legs already hurt from Sidon holding them aloft earlier, this definitely wasn't going to go all that well.

On the bright side, Camden was having an absolute ball (pun intended) of a time, pouncing on various balls and bringing them back to Team Urine's (ugh) pile.

Apparently no one felt particularly inclined to point out to the mountain cat that that was probably against the rules.

"Right," she said, forcing herself to sound cheerful. "I'll do my best."

"You know," said Sidon, who tried to think of himself being lighter as he got himself into position, "this isn't so bad from this perspective; it's not to dissimilar to the prone position I would be in if I were swimming, though it's a pity I won't be able to use my powerful arms to help! Oh, just think of how much easier this would be if we were in water, as well."

Yeah, sure, Sidon, maybe for you.

"I swear to god," said Rosa, as she settled on her stomach on her scooter with her basket held ready, "if we explode, I am going to be so pissed off."

"Meep meep meep meep meep!" Beaker told her super-reassuringly, trying to figure out how his short self was going to manage to push anything.

"Yeah, whatever," said Rosa, who didn't understand a word of that. "Come on, let's get going! We're wasting time!"

So help them if Fish Boy and....the Girl with the Giant Cat beat them...she might have to burn this place down.

"Meep!" Beaker meeped, then grabbed Rosa by the kneecap and ran as fast as his little legs could move.

...so not terribly.

But still not great. Especially not for someone who, against all logic and reason, was still determined to win.

Rosa tried to get a good look at exactly what Beaker was trying to do, which didn't really work with her current position, sighed, and just focused on getting her basket around as many balls as she could as soon as they reached them.

"My abuela moves faster than this...with her walker," she murmured.

But, to be fair, her abuela WAS a Diaz. Like they'd ever let something like a walker slow them down.

"Meep meep!" Beaker said, pushing very hard--for him--and losing his grip on Rosa's legs.

She'd probably drift a few feet and stop.

Billy ~~finally remembered to ping in, whoops~~ really wished he could have just transformed into his superpowered self before this whole thing started, because he was not going to do well at this as his normal scrawny teenage self, but he wasn't even sure he could call down the lightning when they were underwater.

That kind of seemed like a bad idea.

"Sure. This'll go greeeeeeeeat."

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