gotosleep_idiot | DUCK DUCK GOOSE

Um...

[she gently sliiiiiiiiiides into his spot and DOES NOT LOOK AT HIM. Whatever, he's It, not her problem anymore.]

....

[Twitches, then slowly starts making his way around the circle. Twitch. Twitch. The Great Knife scrapes along the ground behind him. He doesn't care that he's ruining the floor.]

....

[GRABS TONY'S SHOULDER.]

[FREEZES IN PLACE]

I think it goes without saying that I'm going to ask you to please let go and never touch me again. I mean the corpse defilement is understandable--it's your thing--but I'm not a corpse at the moment, and I'd request that you not to make me into one a second time. Deal?

[Slooooowly lets go and steps forward. Out of the way, Tony: he's taking your spot.]

Yeah, okay.

[Tony hops up--spot's all yours, big guy--and carefully considers the circle of people with slow measured steps around it, muttering "Duck" at each one he passes, until he stops behind Axel with a wicked grin, leans down to places his hands on Axel's shoulders, and with his mouth next to the Nobody's ear whispers, "Goose."]

[Oh hey, person behind him breathing in his ear. Given his history of stabbing people this way, he quite understandably tenses up. But then Tony speaks, and he smirks.]

I think I prefer the old nickname, Steel Buns.

[Gets up, and -- oh hey, is he stroking a finger along your goatee, Tony? No, must not be, since he's stepping into a portal and exiting behind Aya Brea. Touches her shoulder.]

Goose.

[Oh, I see how it is now.

She's on her feet, and starts circling.

Duck.

Ducky-duck-duck.

Duck.

Duck.

Duck.]

Goose.

[Got'cha, Graham.

Oh and by the way, your wrench has still been meltered.]

[GRIN. OH THE GRIN HE HAS ON RIGHT NOW. Because he plays to win. And he's tackling Aya to the goddamn ground. And then he's getting up, and well, he doesn't really know how to play this game. So he's just going to do what she just did beforehand.]

A duck... Why a duck?

[Tap.]

Why not a duck?

[Tap.]

Of course it has to be a duck. Would there be a game without any ducks?

[Tap, and... dramatic gesture to the rest of the circle.]

Would there be any ducks without this game? Or would everyone just be...

[Tap.]

A goose.

[FUCKING SHOVES THAT GUY HE DOESN'T KNOW YET. Yeah, that's you Crawford.]

[ Way to go, Graham. Just shove the new guy who doesn't even know where he is yet or what's going. Shove the big guy with the hammer who just wants to hit something to make the messed up stuff stop. And you shoved him. He doesn't even know he's playing a game. And oh yeah, he's running after you. Not very fast, but so very pissed. ]

[Graham has the speed of a crack addict, so he's good distance wise. All right Aya, he's Bending back his wrench, 'cause this time it's actually in self-defense. And now that he's done that, he's not bothering to run. And he's still grinning.]

Another red-head pickin' a fight, is this a gift or a curse? A curse because yet again must I fight with another one of your confounded type, you all are the same to me! But a gift seems to be a more suitable answer! It just means I get to BREAK YOU in place of the Rail Tracer!

Edited 2009-11-03 07:24 (UTC)

I'll show you a fuckin' curse! Callin' a me a goose?! WHAT THE HELL'S BROKEN IN YOU?!

[ Ranting as he clomps in Graham's general direction. Right around saying 'goose' he just happened to knock his hammer (not at all gently) against Samus.

And up goes the hammer.

Clomp, clomp. Down it goes for Graham's irritating face. ]

[SMACK, right into her shoulder, and that pretty much does it for Samus. In one swoop she stands up and calls her armor. As it clanks and morphs onto her skin she already raises her arm, blasting the two idiots with energy just as the cannon forms. It hits them both in the back, not enough to do damage, but enough to stun. Just as quickly as Varia was called it disappears, and Samus looks around the ring.]

Right.

[She begins to walk, eying everyone closely.]

Duck.

Duck.

Duck.

Duck.

Duck...

[Standing behind the one black and white girl, Jennifer, she gives a light tap with her foot.]

Goose!

[Like a bolt she runs around the circle and sits back down. No way you were gonna catch her, Jennifer.]

What? This game is stupid...are you guys all kids or something?

[Or is it? She's actually going to make it look like she's chasing you Samus, but really, she wants to be it. So she can go goose hunting. She's not even going to tap the girls as she says "duck", but the guys? Totally hair ruffling. Soft hair is a plus. Either way, she's going to stop at Squall and place a hand on his shoulder.]

Hey there, goose.

[And she's going to "run." It's okay if she ends up in the pot, because A) Squall will catch her, and B) she'll be the center of attention.]

[Squall, of course, is completely unaware of what Jennifer's meaning to do. Furthermore, he's considering this game some sort of training exercise. So he's up like a shot after her, catching up ... very easily.]

...?

[Gently grabs her arm.]

... Pot.

[Oh, she's just going to smile. You grabbed her arm. Things are going well.]

Oh, darn. I knew I should have picked someone slower. Oh, well. Rules are rules...

[Get out of the pot whoever is in there. Jennifer's going to sit there. Facing the nearest cute guy.]

....

[Yeah, he has no idea what to make of that reaction. Starts around the circle anyway, saying as he goes by:]

Duck. Duck. Duck. Duck. Duck.

[Here's one he hasn't met before. Hn. May as well.]

Goose.

[And Squall tags ... Blurr.]

[Blurr has been watching how this works. 8| THOUGH HE DOESN'T REALIZE HE'S PARTICIPATING UNTIL HE'S TAGGED. That gives Squall's a moment's head start to run, and then Blurr shifts and pretty much just... is over there, tagging Squall.]

I believe that means you go into the "pot."

[Wow. Yes. Definitely won't be tagging Blurr again.]

[Into the pot he goes.]

Do I have to get out? Maybe you can just sit here with me.

[Blinks. Somehow MISSES THE OBVIOUS.]

Up to you.

[Right, it's his turn to walk around in the circle and call people organic waterfowl now. He taps them on the back lightly with one finger, as if counting them off as he goes.]

Duck, duck, duck, duck, duck, duck, duck, duck--

[Here's one who hasn't been tagged yet! At least, he hadn't seen it, so. Peach gets an identical tap on the back!]

--goose.

[AND HE'S OFF move out of your spot he's probably just going to slip into it from the other side.]

[As fun as the game looks, Peach doesn't really get it. So as soon as Blurr is about to sit down in her spot, and just as she's getting up, she tags Blurr.]

Oh, did I win?

[WELL HE MADE IT ALL THE WAY AROUND, but. Pauses at the tag. And just kind of looks at Peach. What did you just.]

I-- Can you even do that?

[She looks away for a second.]

I'm not sure. I didn't play this game growing up. I just have to tag you, right?

Neither did I, so I'm not quite certain what the rules are in this particular instance.

[Does the giant robot have to get in the pot now?]

At least it was fun, right? ♥

[Get in the pot. >( You run cheap, so Peach plays cheap. Only difference is that she's not doing it on purpose, asshole.]

Let's see...Duck...[Pats really gently on the head.]

Duck...[Pats really gently on the head.]

Goose! [Pats LARRY on the head. Super gently. And you know what? She's an Olympian, so good luck catching her.]

Edited 2009-11-03 09:12 (UTC)

[Flails in surprise at even being ~~in this meme~~ here. TAKES OFF AFTER HER and ... trips.]

[FAIL.]

I'm okay!

[Pulls himself back to his feet, looking around.]

... H-has everyone already ... gone...?

DUCK DUCK GOOSE

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