nadiathesaint: (the balls!)
nadiathesaint ([personal profile] nadiathesaint) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-01-16 06:23 pm

The stairs, from the fifth floor down, Monday after classes

In a brilliant cascade of colors and bounciness, several hundred rubber balls of varying sizes, from the small superbouncy balls to the large playground balls bounds cheerfully down the stairs in a omg dangerous beautiful display of . . . ballsiness ballness.

Anyone who should happen to be on the stairs was about to get a bit of a surprise if they haven't been warned by omg!traitors!

[ball attack! join the craziness! Craziness over with! Come join the ball-infused cleanupness! no, wait....]

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2006-01-17 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
"OW!" Jack howled in return. He attempted to swim out from under the deluge of balls and escape to his room.

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-01-17 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
Taking careful aim, Pip got a bead on Jack's head. He fired off a marshmellowy round.

[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-01-17 12:11 am (UTC)(link)
Walter recognizes that voice and begins throwing balls from his place sitting on his ass, watching them perform some amazing feats of bounciness to go back up the stairwell.

[identity profile] bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com 2006-01-17 12:13 am (UTC)(link)
As the balls came back up the stairs, Molly leaned over the rail and fired off several marshmallows. "Take that, lowlander!"

[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-01-17 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
Walter caught the marshmallows out of the air and stuffed one in his mouth before throwing a few back at Molly.

It was more sporting than hitting a girl in the face with a bouncy ball.

[identity profile] bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com 2006-01-17 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
Molly had already ducked back by the time Walter threw the marshmallows back, so there was no danger of her getting hit with anything.

She watched the marshmallows fly past and then ducked out, briefly, to fire three more marshmallows down the stairs.

[identity profile] wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com 2006-01-17 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
Shep had known about the ball attack, so he wasn't caught flat-footed (or flat on his ass) when it started. But once it was underway, he was perfectly pleased to join the fray.

Seeing a girl he knew vaguely from class, he took a bright pink bouncy ball and tossed it up so that when it came down it would land right on the top of her head.

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-01-17 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
Pleased at seeing a new target, Pip turns his marshmellow gun on Shep. He takes aim and fires off yet another marshmellowy barrage at Shep's spikey head.

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[identity profile] bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com 2006-01-17 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
The ball hit Molly right on top of her head. "Oh, I think we should have planned this out a little better." Molly handed her gun to Nadia (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/405344.html?thread=17169760#t17169760) and headed back to the common room.

[identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com 2006-01-17 12:38 am (UTC)(link)
Mr Neilson leaps off of Pip's shoulder and bounds down the stairs, picking up superballs from the ground as he goes.

He leaps up again onto the handrail and attempts a landing on top of Shep's spikey head dispite the obvious danger of being cut by the dark locks honed to razor sharpness with more hair product then the mind can comfortably conceive of.

[identity profile] section9-togusa.livejournal.com 2006-01-17 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
Togusa saw Walter and aimed carefully. "Heads up!" He threw the ball straight at Walter's head from two feet away.

[OOC: He's in Therm Optics. ;p]

[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-01-17 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
Walter didn't see where the ball came from, but the "heads up" was enough to catch his attention and let him duck.

Unfortunately for Togusa, Walter had a boyfriend with a built in version of thermoptics. He thrust his arm out, palm forward like a policeman directing "stop" where Togusa was most likely standing.

[identity profile] section9-togusa.livejournal.com 2006-01-17 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Dammit!" Togusa bounced back and yelled out to the mini tank. "Tachikoma! Fire at that black haired boy!"

[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-01-17 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
Walter is entirely surprised by the cat and has to keep himself from booting the cat down the stairs when it discovers that he doesn't wear socks.

"Bugger!"

[identity profile] section9-togusa.livejournal.com 2006-01-17 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
Loading uup the Tachikoma with superballs, the voice of Togusa could be heard over the clamor.

"Fire! Fire! Fire!"

Rounds of balls came from the Tachikoma and struck out at targets.

[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-01-17 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
Walter snaps his head up at a sudden barrage of balls coming at him as though shot from a gun.

Those are going to freakin' hurt...

He cuts those out of the air without hesitation, sending a spray of chopped rubber bits flying.

[identity profile] section9-togusa.livejournal.com 2006-01-17 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Holy Hell! The British kid is playing dirty!" Togusa ripped off his thermos and was struck in the back of the head by a ball. The tachikoma had missed. Was it excited about something? Oh well.

"No fair! You have to throw them back at us, not slice them! FIRE!" Togusa dived for the ground.

[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-01-17 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
Walter took out the next cannon-fired barrage and grinned. "And you're not supposed to be using a tank!"

[identity profile] section9-togusa.livejournal.com 2006-01-17 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey, I have to learn some way how to use it to my advantage!" The tachikoma seemed oddly...hyper???

Wait a minute.

"HOW GAVE MY TANK NATUAL OIL???" Not giving up, he kept firing away.

ZOMG! EMO SUPERBALLS

[identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com 2006-01-17 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
If superballs could have feelings, these would be very sad superballs...

Except they wouldn't, because they'd be dead from being blowed up.

Poor little superballs. Never again to bounce merrily around a room.