Summer Shenanigans [Wednesday mid-morning]

[sith_happened]

Today there was a ring of chairs in the middle of the park, so that was fine. Musical chairs was a very normal game to play!

Of course, this was Anakin...

"By popular demand, we're bringing back playing Musical Shares!" Anakin announced through his completely superfluous megaphone. And no one had asked for this game again. "It will be one giant team building exercise!"

That seemed ominous. "Come get your shirts!"

Ohhhh, they were so pink and perky.

Anakin read out the names for the day:
Luma
Steve M
Belle
Stewart
Lydia
Steve R
Eleanor
Jaina
Gray
Rey
Don
Flint

Comments

Arrive and Mingle

[sith_happened]

Wonder how Anakin would make musical chairs weird.

Voluntolds, Come on Dooooown!

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Was team even an acronym? It was now!

Musical Shares!

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Round One

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Twelve people, 12 chairs! When the music--provided by the Caritas zombie band eager for a new gig--came to a stop, find a chair!

Round Two

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Twelve people, six chairs! Steve R & Belle, Steve M & Stewart, Don & Lydia, Eleanor & Luma, Rey & Flint, and Jaina & Gray, get cozy!

Round Three

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Did you know the zombie band was really into Rob Thomas? Now you did! Twelve people, four chairs!

Chair 1: Don, Gray, Steve M
Chair 2: Jaina, Luma, Flint
Chair 3: Belle, Rey, Stewart
Chair 4: Lydia, Eleanor, Steve R

Round Four

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You were still drawn from the reeds and brave like soldiers, gang, just with one less chair, and the chairs that were left looked a little worse for wear.

Chair 1: Lydia, Rey, Stewart, Belle
Chair 2: Jaina, Luma, Flint, Gray
Chair 3: Don, Eleanor, Steve R, Steve M

Round Five

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Twelve people, two chairs!

Chair 1: Stewart, Belle, Flint, Gray, Jaina, Rey
Chair 2: Eleanor, Steve M, Luma, Lydia, Steve R, Don

Final Round!

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One chair, everyone piling onto Jaina!

C'mon, Jaina, think of it like a Force exercise. (Do not throw any of these people at your grandfather, please and thank you!)

Talk to Anakin!

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Or try to throw a chair at him! Or both!

Re: Voluntolds, Come on Dooooown!

[noonedecidesmyfate]

Belle was not sure it was an acronym but this was an nicely inoffensive shirt at least.

Re: Round One

[noonedecidesmyfate]

Well, this was suspiciously fine. A chair for everyone. How pleasant.

OOC

[sith_happened]

Wednesday again!

Re: Voluntolds, Come on Dooooown!

[fears_no_one]

"Well, this shirt is certainly...pink," Flint said, staring at it.

Re: Round One

[fears_no_one]

"This is a trap," Flint declared, scowling as he sat.

Re: Voluntolds, Come on Dooooown!

[heroic_jawline]

Steve grinned at the shirt. "Wonder if I can get the rest of the Avengers to wear these?" he mused aloud.

Re: Round Two

[heroic_jawline]

Steve slid into his chair with a pleased grin.

Re: Round Three

[heroic_jawline]

Another chair for Steve!

Re: Round Five

[heroic_jawline]

"Okay, this is gonna be tight," Steve said.

Re: Voluntolds, Come on Dooooown!

[thatwaslucky]

This shirt was fine! Rey defended the shirts more than she probably would, but this was completely okay. Was she almost a little proud of Anakin here?

Re: Voluntolds, Come on Dooooown!

[grenadesandohana]

Steve snorted at the shirt, imagining any of the SEALS he knew trying to wear this, then turned slightly morose because, well, he wasn't one of them any more.

It'd been a tough week for Steve. Please excuse him glaring at a pink shirt.

Re: Round Two

[grenadesandohana]

Steve found a seat, too.

Re: Round Three

[grenadesandohana]

Okay, three rounds in and Steve was starting to feel a little winded from the activity. He was going to push past it.

Re: Voluntolds, Come on Dooooown!

[even_bigger_teeth]

Luma breathed a sigh of relief when they got their new shirts. She actually liked this one, not only was it one of her favorite colors, but as a member of a pack, she deeply appreciated the sentiment, especially since the nature of today's game meant that she and Eleanor were getting one, and so no one, Eleanor especially, mind the somewhat bright (but still toothless) smile on her face as she put it on and wore it somewhat proudly.

Couldn't all the shirts be like this one? Or at least a lot less like the usual ones?

She hoped that having a decent shirt didn't end up meaning the rest of it was all going to be really terrible.

Re: Round Five

[what_big_teeth]

It seemed that the full...erm, weight....of Eleanor's predicament only seemed to dawn on her once her butt was actually in the chair, and she blinked, did some quick math, and murmured to herself, "Uh-oh."