[mingle log] dodge, duck, dip, dive and dodge

[sistershoggoth]

CHARACTERS: OTA
WHERE: The Station
WHEN: DAY :043 for a couple hours.
SUMMARY: Sportball. Aka Annie organizes events to fill the emptiness inside.
WARNINGS: N/A can be updated as necessary

MENTAL LINK
( Sup, dickheads and co. I'm fuckin' bored, this place is fuckin' boring. Who's down for some dodgeball? Rhetorical question, who doesn't fucking love dodgeball. I'll ref for a while, and I dug out some probably not expired snacks from a cabinet in the rec room? Those belong to anybody? Too late, they've been sacrificed to the fuckin' vengeful gods of dodgeball, no take backs.

Anyway, long story short, I have done all the heavy lifting for you lazy assholes, all you gotta do is show up in like an hour to the training wing and throw this ball at people's faces.

I will mock you as a weeny if you duck out. Promise. )

PLAY
The dodgeball in question has a big grinning monster face drawn onto its rubbery exterior in black marker.
The rules, as Annie explains them, seem kind of loose...

• Rounds are timed, no lolly gagging or shit will end with no winner.


• Either team can have any number of players at any time, use this as an opportunity to tag anybody.


• Annie advises maybe not trying to hurt anyone on purpose, but eh. It's dodgeball.


• She'll probably whistle you if you use your powers. Feel free to argue with her.


• Still don't get this game? Sounds like a great topic to ask about.

SPECTATE
These snacks she dug out are in a big plastic crate with a clasp lid. She's put Noctis in charge of it, he has a little hat to prove it. He can dole out nutrition bars that are kind of sweet tasting, since they have some kind of jellied fruits in them. There are also bags of some weird little seeds that pop when water is added, just shake it. The flavor is nothing like popcorn.

There is also all the water you can drink. The bottles have also all been doodled on by Annie, weird little murals of pretty female faces and winking monsters.

Spectator time is for whatever chatting, dodgeball plotting, cheering or jeering you would like to indulge in.

Comments

mental link

[sistershoggoth]

[deployed]

( What's dodgeball? )

[ is it more interesting than alien literature? is it actually just throwing a ball at people's faces or is annie just oversimplifying a more complicated venture? ]

[sistershoggoth]

( The fuck is that supposed to mean? It's a game. Didn't you ever have gym class? )

[deployed]

[ Confusion rises slowly in answer. The thought never takes shape, but the obvious impression makes itself known: What's gym class? ]

( What kind of game? One where all you have to do is throw things at people? )

[sistershoggoth]

( Oh my god Bellamy what horribly deprived life have you lived. Are you a sad lonely prince too? )

[ NEVER LETTING THAT SHIT GO NOCTIS. ]

( It's a team game that kids play. If you get hit with the ball without catching it, you're out. Whichever team loses all their players first is, yanno, the fuckin' loser. )

[deployed]

( Definitely not. )

[ Bellamy's thoughts skip briefly to Clarke's exasperated expression, eyes rolling as princess rolls off Bellamy's tongue. ]

( What do winners get? )

[sistershoggoth]

( Uh, fuckin' street cred? The title of dodgeball champion? The fuck, I'm already providing snacks, what else do you want from me? Should I suck your dick too? )

[ ANnie... tho... ]

[deployed]

[ lkgjdasf ]

( Too? )

[ what the fuck kind of tournament is this ]

[sistershoggoth]

[ Fffft. ]

( Christ Bells, you're not my fuckin' type. )

[deployed]

( That's not what I meant. )

[ but it is also probably better not to explicitly ask who annie is gettin' down with. ]

( I'll be there. But I haven't decided if I'm going to play or not. )

[sistershoggoth]

( You are absolutely going to play. )

[deployed]

( I didn't say that. )

[sistershoggoth]

( I did. I thought that was obvious. I'm putting words in your mouth. Slash your brain. )

[deployed]

( You know that doesn't mean it's going to happen, don't you? )

[sistershoggoth]

( Says who? )

[deployed]

( Me. The person you're trying to convince. )

[sistershoggoth]

( Just try and weasel out of it. )

[ You've seen what she does to Murphy and Noctis............. ]

( I dare you. )

[deployed]

Is that a challenge? )

[sistershoggoth]

( Bring it on, Bells. )

[deployed]

( I'll be on the sidelines. Watching. Good luck. )

[sistershoggoth]

[ She'll throw that dodgeball at him herself, there is NO ESCAPE. ]

[deployed]

[ and this is likely how bellamy gets smacked directly in the face with a dodgeball, tbc in an actual log comment. ]

argue with the ref

[sistershoggoth]

[ She's blowing the whistle on you for some irritating reason. She is not the most impartial ref to ever grace the court. ]

[somnifacient]

What do you mean I'm cheating? I'm not!

[How dare she blow the whistle on him? Phasing through the balls as they rush towards him is a completely legit strategy.]

[sistershoggoth]

Look dickhole, if you're the only one phasing around fuckin' balls like a nervous virgin, then it's fucking cheating. If everyone could do it, this'd be a whole different game.

[ She gives him the biggest, most irritating shrug. ]

Just take one to the face already, you'll be fine.

[somnifacient]

Not exactly my fault I was born with an advantage.

[This is his excuse because, no, he doesn't want to take a dodgeball to the face. Though far from the worst thing Noctis has experienced, it still seems unpleasant.]

Tell them to stop aiming at my face and then I'll consider it.

[sistershoggoth]

Maybe shave and people will stop trying to dent your face in?!

[ You ever think of that buddy?!!?!?! No, probably not. ]

[somnifacient]

What?!

[A hand self-consciously moves up to rub at his chin, without even realizing it.]

What's that supposed to mean?

[Children, please.]

[sistershoggoth]

Don't you know that jokes aren't funny when you have to explain them?

[ The joke is: Annie and Noctis shouting at each other like idiots over dodgeball. ]

[somnifacient]

[Jokes also aren't funny when the punch line sails straight over this boy's head.]

You're not much of a comedian. Are you saying you have a problem with my face?

[He's not so vain to actually feel offended by this implication, just-- their argument about dodgeball is totally getting derailed, but the initial heat is still there.]

[sistershoggoth]

Definitely! Halfway to hobo.

[ She outright makes a face at him. She's being a belligerent shit, but she's also obviously having a ball teasing him. ]

[somnifacient]

[wow wrong lucis caelum, annie]

That's not true. [He actually resists bringing a hand up to move the hair that had fallen into his face. The boy really does need a damn haircut.]

Ask anyone here. You're just irritated that I'm arguing the point about dodgeball and cheating.

[sistershoggoth]

Everyone here who thinks Noctis needs a fuckin' makeover, just say 'aye'.

[ The spread of a grin. Most people aren't even going to participate in this childish spat, and those who do are assholes just like Annie, so why take their opinion seriously? ]

[somnifacient]

Real hilarious.

[NO ONE BETTER YELL "AYE" or else he will give them a look.]

What am I supposed to do, cut my own hair?

[Or just... ask someone else to do it, Noct.]

[sistershoggoth]

I can do it.

[ A big beaming smile. She can. They weren't treated to haircuts at Cartazonos, every girl had done every other girl's hair. ]

[somnifacient]

[Point-blank tone, insert snark.] I don't trust you with sharp objects that close to my head.

[sistershoggoth]

[ She blows her whistle loud and strident. ]

Fuckin' foul! Insulting the goddamn ref!

[somnifacient]

[Well, he used to have hearing in that one ear.

He winces, stepping back.]

Is that really neccessary?!

[sistershoggoth]

[ Another shrill blast before she declares: ]

Absolutely!

[somnifacient]

[Annie, you're impossible.

He's just going to ROLL HIS EYES and turn around in a huff, leaving the game.]

for annabeth

[somnifacient]

[Who's been put in time-out (like a child!) for arguing with the ref for "cheating"? This guy right here.

Of course, "time out" is really just Noctis walking away from the current game and leaning his back into a wall, crossing his arms over his chest. He's not completely pouting, because he doesn't care all that much if he loses a silly game of dodgeball, but it's more than obvious that he doesn't agree with the decision.

So what if he had phased through a couple of throws with his magic? He's pretty sure that doesn't give him that big of an advantage, because all the others had to do was work together, time their throws, and hit him just when he was materializing completely again.

But whatever. He huffs out his next words to Annabeth, who happens to be nearby.]

She just took me out of the game because I'm too good. [The wry intonation of a joke, and it would be coupled well with an eye-roll if he chose to.]

[ergane]

[ she raises her eyebrows, looking pretty close to an eyeroll herself, if an amused one. ]

Something tells me that's not the whole story.

[ something in this case being, among other things, her eyes. not that annabeth begrudges him the phasing: in a competition, everything is fair game. scheming, strategy, and special abilities are all par to course.

it's possible annabeth takes her competitive sports a little too seriously. ]

Is that your symbiote ability or something you could do already?

[somnifacient]

It's close enough to the whole story. [A smile tugs at his lips, which is further proof that Noctis isn't too offended by his "penalty". He shifts his weight, pressing his back into the wall even more. Crossing his arms, he continues to watch the game being played before them as he responds.]

It's part of my magic. [-he says, which perhaps isn't all that helpful.] I can temporarily phase through solid objects, plus a few other tricks.

[Images of blue crystalline magic flashes through his mind. His body, disappearing in a blink and reappearing again, leaving a ghostly translucent blue image of himself lingering in his wake.]

I... actually don't know what my symbiote ability does.