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fandomhigh2006-06-09 09:35 am
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Applied Dadaism: Fun and Games, Friday morning, main campfire
Artie awaited his campers in the main campfire area as usual.
Well, almost as usual. Today he was wearing a football helmet and seemed to have stuck a playground ball up his shirt.
It’s best not to ask, really.
“Welcome, campers! I hope all of you had a very pipe week. I know I have. The weather seems to have become Dada in our honor! And tasty! I’m sure you all have your own Dada stories to tell today, as well!”
Once the reporting on their days of Dada was done, Artie pulled the ball from beneath his shirt and bounced it on his head a few times. “Some of you know that I ran detention this weekend. We had a very successful game of dodgeball, there. So successful that I have decided that today, we are going to play our own game! Dada dodgeball!”
The field was nicely clear of kittens, butterflies, and pudding. There are six five-gallon buckets and twine, creating a rectangular playing field divided down the middle.
“These are your rules!” Artie held up a piece of paper with the words “rules for dodgeball” written on it in bright, friendly letters. Then he ripped it apart. “Have fun!”
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Well, almost as usual. Today he was wearing a football helmet and seemed to have stuck a playground ball up his shirt.
It’s best not to ask, really.
“Welcome, campers! I hope all of you had a very pipe week. I know I have. The weather seems to have become Dada in our honor! And tasty! I’m sure you all have your own Dada stories to tell today, as well!”
Once the reporting on their days of Dada was done, Artie pulled the ball from beneath his shirt and bounced it on his head a few times. “Some of you know that I ran detention this weekend. We had a very successful game of dodgeball, there. So successful that I have decided that today, we are going to play our own game! Dada dodgeball!”
The field was nicely clear of kittens, butterflies, and pudding. There are six five-gallon buckets and twine, creating a rectangular playing field divided down the middle.
“These are your rules!” Artie held up a piece of paper with the words “rules for dodgeball” written on it in bright, friendly letters. Then he ripped it apart. “Have fun!”
[ooc: OCD is

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"By the power of the Nerf ball I now declare myself king of all Nerfs! If you worship me with stuffed animals you shall all get cookies!"
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"Woe! I am wet and have no trident! I must be out!" Original Jamie said as he walked over to the Out of the game box.
The duplicate however picked up a stuffed Honey Suckle from My little Pony and hurled it back at Kawalsky.
"Fly pretty spreadable cheese! Fly!"
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He started decorating Jamie's Dada crown with stickers.
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"OMG! You killed it!"
Jamie then proceeded to hold a funeral service for said stuffed gremlin.
"We are gathered here today to pay tribute to this stuffed monster. He had a good life amoung the vegetables. His only crime was that he loved unicorns and water bottles."
Jamie then sat down on the gremlin finishing the ceremony.
And threw a take out container from McMooby back at Kaylee. "SnickleFritz!"
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He looked down and then picked up the gremlin.
"HE'S ALIVE! HE'S ALIVE!"
He then threw it back at Kaylee.
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Yeah, she totally throws like a girl.
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Seeing that the frog had no interest in Hobbes or Descartes he threw the frog back at Marie with a hearty bellow of "Pineapple Booger!"
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She rummaged through the buckets and grabbed some water balloons. "This is because you tried to kill a frog to death with boredom!" she called.
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Just a steel town girl on a Saturday night
Looking for the fight of her life
In the real time world no one sees her at all
They all say she's crazy
Locking rythms to the beat of her heart
Changing movement into the light
She has danced into the danger zone
When the dancer becomes the dance
It can cut you like a knife
If the gift becomes the fire
On the wire between will and what will be
She's a maniac on the floor
And she's dancing maniac on the floor
And she's dancing like she's never danced before
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Ribbit.
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The hit Jamie went off to the Out corner.
One of the duplicates started hopping around like a frog.
The other one looked at Tyler curiously and said "Your hair is not the color of a kumquat. Please write a 100 word essay on the reason why."
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"No. And all of you are very strange."
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He then announced with an Austrian accent: "Valter has bin without the touch uf his mudda. Therefore ze moost be out or be called Vally for ze rest of ze day."
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So he threw a stuffed dragon at Jamie. A stuffed dragon with three water balloons attached, since it seemed the thing to do at the time.
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