The Rukus Beach Party
POSTED BY: thatweirdgirl
UPDATED: Tuesday, March 29, 2005 17:15
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*twg smiles deviously at Simon*
Coach Joe never had to teach me to lose...Thanks BJS.
*twg affectionately pats BJS on the head and kisses his beak*
*she steps back towards the line, ball in hand...she pauses, nods to her teammates, and prepares her serve...twg's fist meets the ball, sending it soaring over the net…*
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Originally posted by cozen:
*TWG ever so gracefully powerslams the ball, sending it in a tight arc exactly 0.5 millimetres above the net at a curving velocity that only just manages to trump PshchicRiver's telekinetic defences and the outstretched arms of the defending side.*
Darn.
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Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:
...little do they know just how much Old Coach Joe taught her.*
*PRette completely missed the ball because he stood and up straight and said...* Ooh, did she/he teach you how to make trifle...cos I LOVE trifle...its just- *Sees the ball hit the ground. There is a short pause. He turns to twg and narrows his eyes* I hate you.
Play on.
PsychicRiver
"Two by two, hands of blue."
"We can take care of each other. I'll knit!"
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Blast. Fine, 2-1 to you, but no sneaky scoring while our backs are turned.
*passes the ball back*
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* Another serve. *
* With a confident, practiced eye, The Real Me tracks the path of the volleyball as it arcs over the net and approaches him. He takes one step to his left. *
Oooops!
* Startled, The Real Me realizes that his depth perception isn’t what it used to be, and that he’s now significantly out of position! *
* The Real Me quickly creates a dimensional portal under the ball’s path which exits through another portal over his head. The ball falls through the one portal and drops out above The Real Me, who swats it back over the net. *
Whew!
Hey, PsychicRiver, how do people without super-powers even play this game?
* After witnessing ThatWeirdGirl’s volleyball-ific feats of renown, The Real Me thinks that perhaps his team could benefit from a few pointers by Coach Joe. *
The Real Me, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree
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Originally posted by TheRealMe:
. . .Hey, PsychicRiver, how do people without super-powers even play this game?
*thinks to himself "Like this. . .athletic ability and skill"
Static sidesteps left quickly, placing himself in the path of the incoming ball and 'gets beneath it', bouncing it straight up, setting up a shot for his teammates.*
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Evil, Lecherous Hump
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Originally posted by Static:Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
. . .Hey, PsychicRiver, how do people without super-powers even play this game?
*thinks to himself "Like this. . .athletic ability and skill"
Static sidesteps left quickly, placing himself in the path of the incoming ball and 'gets beneath it', bouncing it straight up, setting up a shot for his teammates.*
Huh! And you think that's not a super-power?
The Real Me, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree
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Originally posted by TheRealMe:
*thinks to himself "Like this. . .athletic ability and skill"
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Huh! And you think that's not a super-power?
Very good point. . .after all. . .that's all Batman has going for him. . .athletic ability, skill and one of the finely honed analytical minds in the world.
And neat toys.
I guess that means I'm a superhero.
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* The Real Me waits patiently, and checks his watch while he taps his foot. He glances left, then right.*
Huh! It seems that ThatWeirdGirl missed her cue!
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Originally posted by TheRealMe:
* The Real Me waits patiently, and checks his watch while he taps his foot. He glances left, then right.*
Huh! It seems that ThatWeirdGirl missed her cue!
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My beloved has called it a night, I'm afraid. (Which makes sense, since calling it 'a day' would be silly)
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Quote:Pfft! I have no idea, but they're living in the dark ages!!
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
Hey, PsychicRiver, how do people without super-powers even play this game?
PsychicRiver
"Two by two, hands of blue."
"We can take care of each other. I'll knit!"
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