It's like a playground!!

[byora.livejournal.com]

[Things have been weird in Maggie's headspace lately. Islands have disappeared, geographical formations have risen and sunk at random, entire cities have wound up time-locked (or just randomly appear as a different time period entirely)... but this? This takes the cake.

The musespace is currently covered in playpin balls. About waist-deep.

And Travis? He's just standing there, a ball in hand, staring.]

..... What the fuck.

((OoC: Come on, everyone. Join in the fun. ♥! I'll be able to tag back more later, but still~ And besides, who doesn't love playpin balls?))

Comments

[byora.livejournal.com]

Oh, right. Damn. [Snorts] And if I said I might not mind those so much?

[xfire-birdx.livejournal.com]

Ahaha. Do you really think saying that would stop me~?

[byora.livejournal.com]

'Course not. You just have to wonder if that's the point or not.

[xfire-birdx.livejournal.com]

Bah, wondering isn't any fun~ *comes up from her half-hiding and throws another ball at him*

[byora.livejournal.com]

[Laughs, throws up an arm to block the ball, and then throws a few more at her]

[xfire-birdx.livejournal.com]

*attempts to duck, buuuut is not exactly the fastest person alive and is hit with them* . . .you suck.