IT'S FRIDAY

[fastaskenyans]

~*~THE KID MEME! ~*~

You're in a brightly-lit playroom. Chalkboards, blocks, small bookshelves, coloring stations, dress-up boxes with funny hats and capes and all sorts of props like wizard wands!, a small corner for reading and another for snacks and juiceboxes. There's an open door, leading outside into a playground area with sandboxes, a swingset, a see-saw, a jungle gym, and a big plastic castle! Rion and ...Six are your sitters today unless they don't want to be, in which case, nominate someone! Have fun!

Rules:

• You all are chillums. You may be anywhere between 5 and 12. You may not curse at all. If your character's foul mouthed, they may say "crud," or "turd," or even "stupid head."
• Playground romances must be limited to derpy cuteness and maybe a kiss on the cheek.
• HAVE FUN OR ELSE
• IDK I'll probably think of some.

Comments

oh hi have a tiny aerith watching you

[greenmateria.livejournal.com]

[Here's Aerith, in a dress, but she desparately wants to be on the jungle gym pirate ship and play. Not that she really knows what pirates are, but it still looks fun.

She looks up, her curiosity getting the better of her]

What do pirates do? Do they normally talk like that I've never heard anyone talk like that.

8D OH HAI THERE

[fastaskenyans]

[A FAIR LADY! He puffs up his chest juuust a little, because he's not a show-off at all. Nope.]

Pirates are... are... Ummm... Scum! Yeah, scum.

[He adopts a pirate sea-person-who-is-obviously-not-a-pirate-this-is-just-how-sea-people-talk voice]

An' they talk like this, arrr. Th' werst sort o' sea dogs 'round these here parts, they be. Stealin' from good sea-farin' trav'lers 'n takin their booty!

[greenmateria.livejournal.com]

[Scum? Aerith's hands twist in the fabric of her dress a little as she listens to him talk, cocking her head to the side as she tries to understand what he's saying.]

They talk funny. [She goes to the jungle gym, climbing up on the first bit of ladder.]

Can I be a pirate too? I wanna steal from sea faring travelers! What are we stealing?

[Aerith Gainsborough - Pirate Wench]

[fastaskenyans]

Sure!

[Doubletake/HEY WAIT A SEC THERE]

But I'm not a pirate. I'm a... sea-cop! Yeah! I catch pirates and give back all the gold they steal!

[greenmateria.livejournal.com]

[She watches him solemnly before beaming at him.]

Well I want to be a pirate! Do they have ships? I want to have my own ship!

[She climbs higher on the jungle gym, then grabs a bar and dangles for a bit.]

If you're a sea cop does that mean you have to arrest me?

[fastaskenyans]

'Course they have ships; they're pirates

[He stiffens. He doesn't want to arrest a pretty girl! But she's a pirate!

But pretty girl!

But pirate.

He sounds very pained when he answers:]

Yeah.

[greenmateria.livejournal.com]

[Aerith grins at him and jumps down from the jungle gym.]

To arrest me, you have to catch me first!

[With that she runs a little distance away, giggling.]

[fastaskenyans]

[AH. WELL. Wally can play that game. He puffs out his chest even more and drops down as well]

Ye cannot run on the seas! Ye needs a vessel!

[He zips inside and returns seconds later, with two cardboard boxes. He sets one next to her and holds the other around his waist. Clearly it is a boat.]

[greenmateria.livejournal.com]

[Aerith studies the box and moment then grabs it, mimicking him. She decides to decorate it later when she gets the chance, but now she is a pirate on the seas! She decides to try her hand at pirate-speak.]

I'll never give up me gold! Ye have to catch me first before ya can get my treasure!

[She's pleased with this, and starts to runROW yes she is rowing.]

[fastaskenyans]

[ROW! Rowrowrowrowrow that is some badass rowing there]

That treasure be belongin t' the people of... whoever ye be stealin' it from!

[greenmateria.livejournal.com]

[So much rowing it's a rowathon! But she pauses in the rowing - she didn't think about stealing it from people, that's not a very nice thing to do.Then she gets an idea.]

I only steal from the rich! Then I give it to children in orphanages.

...I mean...

I be only stealin' from the rich folk! The gold goes to the children who need it.

[fastaskenyans]

[OH NO A ROBIN HOOD. Does this make him the sheriff? He hates the nasty sheriff. BUT NO, HE'S A GOODGUY.]

Then ye can make a charity! T'aint right t' be stealin! What if the booty ye be plunderin is for... Um... um... sick old people?

[greenmateria.livejournal.com]

[All she needs is a bow and some arrows, but that would be too difficult considering that she is rowing so much.]

Sick old rich people! I don't plunder all of their treasure! [She stops mid ~row~ and gives Wally a worried look.]

Are they...are they really sick? [THIS IS DISTRESSING]

[fastaskenyans]

[GOOD THING, because he's too busy rowing so much to deflect potential arrows]

Well, what if the- [OH NO, NOT A SAD GIRL FACE. He, too, stops mid-row and swallows audibly.]

Well, maybe they're not that sick, just a li-

[HEY WAIT A MINUTE.]

[greenmateria.livejournal.com]

[Wally's words were enough to make her much less distressed, and now she could focus on getting away from the sea cop of doom!]

Ah ha! You'll never get me gold!

Oh wait, what happens if I win? [Because clearly this is a win or lose game, rather than a random chasing one. She wants a prize. That would involve roping Wally into making daisychains with her.

Or maybe she'll just do that anyway.]