week two | dates

[marriagebroker]

Kiss the girl~!

Or guy.

Or person.

Or Messmer's snake.

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[reverso]

[Clowns, man.]

I think so, too. I'm just going to pretend they're Nevrons.

[Anyway, the timer starts, and they're free to start lobbing balls.

It turns out that Verso wasn't lying when he said he had good hand-eye coordination. He manages to throw with strength and accuracy both, knocking over several of the clowns in succession, racking up points. But there is always That One; the clown that for some reason, he just can't quite seem to knock down. The ball always goes whiffing past its "hair", which only exists in the first place to make it seem like a larger target than it is.]

Putain. That one in the corner is cheating-

[hexensabbat]

[Yeah.

He's.

He's doing better than Ringo, who is throwing the balls with more and more aggravation as she fails to hit more than a couple of targets.]

Hey, what gives? What's with this--?!

[reverso]

[Oh, her side is really... struggling. There are a lot of clowns still standing.

Okay, despite that one clown that is now his mortal enemy, he has to take a moment to tease.]

Having difficulties?

[hexensabbat]

No!

[She throws another ball.

Misses.




...]

M... maybe!

[reverso]

[help she's trying so hard]

...Keep aiming for the same one. If you change targets, you'll not know what you're doing wrong, or how to adjust.

[hexensabbat]

[..... ... ....

There's a long pause as she tries that.

Complete with aggravated noises.



And then finally!]

Ha! Take that, you stupid clown! [One down.]

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[reverso]

[FISTPUMP]

Just like that!

[reverso]

[Er.]

You have five more seconds left!