[The weather is getting pretty hot outside, but it's nothing Sasuke is too bothered with so he be seen walking around the City. He notices the rather colorful buckets of water balloons and water guns almost every where he turns and he just scoffs in disgust] ...Are these seriously everywhere?

Seems like a waste of time.

[ooc; Feel free to action it up if you want to have your character get him or something]

[video]

[Abed stands on the edge of the fountain, in front of a crowd of water balloon fighters, dressed in a track suit and looking like a football coach. He holds up a water balloon.]

If there's magic in water balloon fights, it's the magic of fighting battles beyond endurance, beyond broken windows, ruptured balloons and and soaked underwear. It's the magic of risking everything for a dream that nobody sees but you.

Great moments... are born from great opportunity. And that's what you have here, today. That's what you've earned here today. One game. If we played 'em ten times, they might win nine. But not this game. Not today. Today, we run with them. today, we stay with them. And we shut them down because we can! today, WE are the greatest water balloon team in the world. You were born to be water balloon warriors. Every one of you. And you were meant to be here today. This is your time. Their time is done. It's over. I'm sick and tired of hearing about what a great water balloon team the other guys have. Screw 'em. This is your time. Now go out there and take it.

[The crowd of NPCs (and whoever among the PCs chooses to be there!) cheers, and then runs off to engage in water balloon battle.

Abed turns to his device.]

I don't normally go for sports movies. Too schmaltzy. But after three episode's worth of paintball and a pillow fight, I'd run out of what I felt was original war movie material. And if there's one thing I hate, it's repeating myself.


[ooc: Please feel free to have your character be one of Abed's water ballooners! Or an enemy water ballooner! Action threads and threadjacking highly encouraged.]

This is Captain Rogers, I've got a lock on-

[The feed goes silent for a moment annnnnnnnnnd]

Nevermind, poor approach, abort that. Give it a minute and we'll try aga-

[OH WAIT HANG ON-]

Team, go, go go go!

[There's the sound of water splashing and then Steve is actually - laughing? Is he laughing? He is!]

Are you all right?

[ooc: If you want to be part of his team or someone he's splashed go right on ahead!]

[This curse was certainly one of the better ones Mindy’s seen so far. In fact, it was her opinion it was the best damn one she’s seen so far. City Wide Water Fight? Fuck, yeah. She was so down.

Or, in this case. Up. Up a rather large tree with a stash of water balloons and a few Super Soakers she’d purchased just for today.

And she wasn’t alone. Obviously. She has Serrure with her. The audio picks up her voice, hushed. Only the occasional word coming through. There’s the faint sound of something rustling and something creaking just a bit that drowns out some of her words.]

Serrure....ugly-as-hell business suit....aim for the tie. I got the last one.

[His voice is likewise quiet, a little sly and incredibly self amused-] I shall hit it with a … special balloon. [Because he was entirely incapable of doing anything normally and without some sort of annoyance to the victim.]

I wonder if vampires are allergic to holy water. Surely there is a church we can raid the fonts of...[The casual and distant sound of a water balloon splatting on someone who yelps in surprise and a bit of anger.]


A ‘special balloon’? What’s in it? [Oh, God. That doesn’t sound good. The man starts yelling in the background and Mindy swears, almost laughing. There’s more rustling, a thump and the sound of two pairs of feet running away from the scene.]

I don’t remember seeing a church here. Not that I’ve looked. Run! [They will most likely find another tree to hide in so be warned. They’re armed to the teeth with water balloons and water pistols.]


[ooc: yes, I am going to be using hit girl icons. no, she's not in it since she doesn't have it here. it's just the actiony-feel. Also, both children are armed. enjoy.]

[ The video feed opens on a young woman sitting on the edge of the fountain. She looks very firm and hard set as she addresses the camera. ]

I don’t know what is going on here, but if this is a kidnapping attempt someone has made a grave mistake. I won’t be coming easily and trust me, you’ll wish I was easy on you when I’m done with you.

[ A look around at the buildings and… sigh. ]

I’m also open to the possibility that something else is at work here. Regardless of what it is, I refuse to be limited by it. It would be nice to get some information, though. This looks like some sort of odd city, none like I’ve ever seen. If this is so then I understand it may not be simple to leave this place, but if there’s a way in there has to be a way out, correct?

[ Looking back at the camera now, a tad more relaxed. ]

My name is Wanda Maximoff, also known as the Scarlet Witch. If you are listening to this and you are an ally, find me and we will work something out. If you are a stranger, I ask for any assistance you can grant me. In time I hope to be able to repay the favor.

Thank you. [ Feed ends. ]

 As of 8:59 am, City time we are at war. Women and children are not safe. No prisoners. Brother against brother. Doctor against doctor.

Mess with me and you will know my hydrated fury.

[ooc; Water wars! I'm going to work ;-; I welcome action tags!!]

[Marishka giggles when she starts the recording and there's the sound of liquid dripping nearby her. The Underground can be such a playground during the day...]

Such silly creatures to try to throw water at me. It's not so polite but you can rest well now.

[She laughs again and there's a dull thud in the background.]

This game is delightful. I would like to play it some more. Perhaps there are more who have water they wish to throw.

I will play nicely in return.

[Rita is clearly at the Hall of the Missing, as the screen shows the portrait of one Yuri Lowell. And then that portrait gets splattered with a water balloon, to the accompaniment of a fond farewell...]

Jerk!

[ Forever a twelve year old, Bucky Barnes has managed to lay his hands on this. He's lost Steve somewhere along the way, parting from him to take someone out, and now he's -

Skulking. Stalking people. Whatever sinister way you want to describe it. Bucky's basically waging war on the City with his fancy pants water gun and his military aim. Isn't that unfortunate? Especially with the way he pounces out of the shadows to aim and hit his unsuspecting victim square in the chest. ]

Gotcha.

[Rummy doesn't look happy. His cornrows are all wet, and he's shaking water off his glasses.]

I'm only gonna say this once. Next motherfucker to throw a balloon at me is gettin' their shins broke.

[There's not much noise, not while Merlin's sneaking up on Arthur who's still in bed having a bit of a lie-in. It's time to wake up, and with today, Merlin has the perfect idea.

He stops on the side of Arthur's bed and looms over him with a big grin on his face, raising his hand and...]

Good morning, Arthur!

[Dropping a water balloon on him.

And then Merlin's taking off to head back outside, because he's not going to stay and face Arthur's wrath, and the phone records his laughter.

Arthur has two choices; get some of the breakfast in the kitchen, or follow Merlin to fight him.]

((OOC: Okay! So this is a catch-all post, in a way. Threads can occur at any time during the day and sort of everywhere but Merlin will mostly be around the center part of the City, and the fountain. I'm going to go on a slowatus tomorrow but I wanted to participate and I need the activity so orz I apologise, and please put up with me being slow if you tag in.))

[Possibly the most dangerous sight there is. The Goddess of War, armed with water balloons, grinning like a hungry wolf, hiding strategically behind an unidentifiable corner.]

Now this - this is a field I understand best.

[ooc; FEEL FREE TO ACTION! Sif's gonna get you wet. Unf. (????)]

[This is going to be the sneakiest Rapunzel will ever get, City. She's positioned herself behind some bushes, a basket of balloons next to her on one side, Pascal on the other, holding some of her hair down into what looks like a slingshot or catapult...or a generic balloon launcher.]

Okay...oooh, we got a target, coming right up!

[With one hand, she grabs a balloon out of her basket, putting it up in her slingshot.]

Okay, Pascal...when I say fire, let it fly!

[The chameleon nods, very serious, as Rapunzel crouches down lower.]

Okay...one...two...three! Now!!

[And the balloon is loose, and Rapunzel grins, ducking down with Pascal as somebody shouts angrily, presumably because they've been drenched.]

Hahaha, that was perfect! I'll get the next balloon loaded. All we have to do is wait for another target...and try not to get hit again.

[Pascal grins at her, giving her a thumbs up as she grabs another balloon. Sure, they're both soaked, but this is too fun.]

[ The time has come for a final song, and as Jast's voice spreads itself across the forest landscape, the world stirs in answer. Leaves fluttering in a sighing wind, branches dancing as they cast a play of dappled sunlight and shadows across the forest floor. An enormous enclave of birds descends, avian of every size and color, some winding complicated spirals overhead, others landing alongside the augur as he sings, lending their own warbles and chirps to the melody -- (a song of open spaces and vibrant colors, heartbeats and sweet water) -- and clambering into his lap, or onto his shoulders. He does not brush them aside, nor does he reject any of the other animals who come to sit in audience. The boy merely sings, head back and throat open. The power of his voice is visceral, a thrumming sensation in the skin, and all around him the forest flourishes. Long grass curling, color spreading, flowers blooming, water glittering.

When Jast has finished, when the air is filled with the heavy scents of earth wet with new rain and burgeoning plants, he looks down into the camera. His eyes shine a brilliant blue, exactly the same shade as the sky overhead, piercing in their mimicry. His little smile is calm and he chirps pleasantly, ]

It is time for me to return to my work. I will miss you all, and I pray you will continue to love this place in my stead.



[[ ooc; RIGHTO. Jast has already delivered his gifts! For those not on the list below, you are welcome to have one of THESE little habitats, as well as to take something from THIS BOX. Everything initially in the box has a very minor good luck charm placed on it that will wear out over time.

( here is a list of customized presents! )

Listen up, y'all. I ain't one to be puttin' a stop to anyone's good time, but with all the water flyin' around today, I just want everybody to be clear on one thing. If you're gonna be dishin' it out, gettin' people all wet today, then you had better be sure—

[He's interrupted, however, by a water balloon colliding with the side of his face. He swears, glances down, and takes a moment to dry off his face with the sleeve of his jacket — but by the time he looks towards his off-screen assailant, he's already conjuring a massive torrent of water and sending it hurtling in that direction.]

Like I said. [Retaliation achieved, he looks back to the camera with his brows raised.] If you're gonna be doin' that, you had best be sure you can take it in return.

( ooc: open to action, feel free to come snipe him while he's out and about! )

Keep the water out of the magic shop and no one will get hurt.

Understand?

Good.