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

[gunnerkid.livejournal.com]

[LOL SWIMMING IN THEM!]

Heeeeeheehee~! This is fun~!!

[byora.livejournal.com]

Yes, but why?

[gunnerkid.livejournal.com]

Ne, who cares~?

...

[Throws a ball at Travis!]

[onetrueprince]

[Wading through, trying to find a way out of this... childish ridiculousness]

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

.... Wow. Someone has a lot of money to burn and a lot of time to kill, huh?

[ladydrifter.livejournal.com]

.... This is immature, childish and stupid!

... but... I guess it's kinda fun... [running through~]

[still_sitting]

[Matt must have been on the floor when the balls hit. 'Cause if you pay close enough attention, you can hear indignant squawking over some muffled:]

The hell is this?! Let me out of here! I can't freakin' breathe! What the hell!!

[painlessfighter]

YAAAAAAAY!!!

[Running leap off of the table, and he cannonballs in~]

[byora.livejournal.com]

Something like that, I guess. I still want to know why, though...

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

Hah, why bother? May as well just make the most of it while it's here, right?

[byora.livejournal.com]

[Direct hit! jsdofmkla Travis glares, before pelting Ryuuta with a handful of balls~]

[byora.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I guess. Not like they're hurting anything. And maybe some around here could stand to lighten up, huh?

[notsomechild.livejournal.com]

... What is this? [If you push him in, he'll drown. He's just that short.]

[painlessfighter]

[insert the Jaws theme here, as Natsuo sneaks up from behind...]

It's fun!! [TACKLEPOUNCE!!]

[krestomanci.livejournal.com]

This is certainly interesting. [has picked up one of the balls so that he can look at it]

[ginnal.livejournal.com]

Blondie, what'd you do?

[byora.livejournal.com]

Hey! I didn't do anything!

[darkbladedstar.livejournal.com]

Guess that's a word for it. [Sitting on the edge of a table, sulking and she kicks a few of the balls into the air]

[ginnal.livejournal.com]

Says the guy surrounded by little plastic balls, sure.

[krestomanci.livejournal.com]

Would you choose another?

[darkbladedstar.livejournal.com]

Obnoxious, actually. How's that one? [She holds one in her hand, looking at it boredly... and it eventually levitates a few inches and hovers there.]

[byora.livejournal.com]

Yeah, surrounded by little plastic balls by no fault of my own whatsoever.

Seriously, man, you think I'd do this for kicks?

[krestomanci.livejournal.com]

[he's staring straight through the ball, in his own vague sort of way]

Perhaps better suited for you. I, personally, do not find it obnoxious at all.

[ginnal.livejournal.com]

There're definitely worse things.

[byora.livejournal.com]

Not arguing that.

.... Think fast. [Tosses one at him pretty much the second he starts saying it~]