the grand food fight ( IC game)

Oh no! For that chocolate now your lovely bow tie is color brown! So horrible! First those hurftul clams, later those annoying sushi rolls, and know chocolate! Anyway, you need to protect Rubedo -if he was Rubedo- from this messy game. You don't want him to end all stained like you, or with cuts caused by sea food.

Mmm, that bronze troll is giving you troubles, is she an ally of the sea dwellers? No, apparently she's against anyone. She's barely stained and is really fast. Maybe you can recruit her in your team with Corvus and Rubedo -again, if he was Rubedo-- Oh? Corvus threw something at you.. bead stick? Wonderful! Oh, you like that little blueblood a lot.

You actually hiss at the aggressor that blew your cover and save your phone in your pocket. You progressed all you could in the time you were hiding, now was time for defense.

Ew everyone is a mess. Ew so much food gone to waste. The cooking goods weep.

You take a plate of soup (the one cataloged as "I can do this better" so you won't feel TOO bad afterwards) and throw it at the tall woman with little care, you probably even splashed soup to her surroundings and whoever was next to her. And then you abscond as fast as you can.

oh no, Rubedo was found because of you, tho you had quickly made your way to another table, this one was covered in pastry's mostly finger food sized, prefect for throwing, which is what you did, aiding the escape of the burgundy blood, you pelt mini pies and sausage rolls at the brown blood and seadweller while giggling uncontrollably before absconding under the table again

if you could keep up this tactic there was no way you could lose this fight

These guys are seriously underestimating you. Did everyone just forget you were carrying a tablecloth? At the soup attack you cover yourself with it mostly on instinct, but when little pastries fell from the sky, you actually had to go under it. Welp, guess you have your own defense mechanism now. With the tablecloth on, you look like some sort of ghost. One that was full of soup and meringue, maybe, and you couldn't see a lot, but it was really good at keeping you more or less clean!

a watermollon crashed in to the pastry table and exploded, sending chunks everywhere.
sielus looked pleased with the result, having hurled it at the small troll that was playing wacka mole with everyone.

missed. oh well

sielus pulled the sushi roll out of his hair and ate it, then grabbed a bowl of yoghurt and lobed it at the jade blood, bypassing the sheet covered brown blood that may or may not be a ally

You show up to the banquet hall in full laughsassin gear, as was standard for attending banquets. Apparently you missed the memo about HIC not attending after all. You open the door and just sort of stare. There was a full out food fight going on in one of the most high ranking banquet halls on Alternia. You just sort of stand there in your leather laughsasin armor and your ansestor's mask, utterly befuddled by the sight in front of you.

Someone had told you that there was somewhere fresh fruit was being distributed. Naturally, you'd rushed off after they'd said it was free, leaving your tent in a shady area. Thankfully, not many trolls actually were capable of discovering it, you had some skill at making things difficult to be found.

As luck would have it, the sight you walk in on is definitely one in which this skill would be useful, as you see food flying across the room. Great.

Walking up to the drink table, you grab an icy drink in each hand and sneak up behind Vitrus.

Nobody seems to see you, and you dump both glasses, ice cubes and all, down the back of his shirt, laughing hysterically as you run away. This is going to be good.

You just arrive the hall where the banquet is supposed to be celebrating right now, you arrived late because you were having some problems and you raced here, you didn't knew the HIC was not attending and that there is a big food fight currently going on there. You practically run to the hall and you encounter Aarush standing there, staring at something, you wonder what it is so you look around and understand.

-Oh gog, what's going on here?- you mutter in confusion.

This is a game only wrigglers would play, and yet here you all are acting like the overgrown five sweep olds you all are HEY WAIT A MINUTE. Theiyw is picking on Vitreu!

Normally, debating whether to join the blueblood or join the jadeblood would be something difficult, but everyone seemed to be picking on his totally not a crush friend, so that made things easier. Well, at least he picked an icy drink and not something more elaborate.

"Theiyw that was low!" You scream, and lean over to steal some cherry tomatoes from a salad. This is it. You are serious now. You take the rubber band that was tying your hair together, letting your mullet ponytail loose, and use it as some sort of tiny slingshot to shot tomatoes at the blueblood.

You don't know what in the hell happened here! It seems that at the mention of )(ic not showing up things just descended quickly. You are taking shelter in the kitchens, but your curiosity encourages you to peek out into the warzone. On one particular peek you are showered with the insides of a watermelon, earning a shriek of disgust and frustration from you. Oh NO! YOu aren't going down like that! You pull open the door and slide towards are large bowl of yogurt that has magically gone untouched.

You grab the bowl and hurl it into the air. May it land where it shall! It hits the edge of a table and splatters in many places. Alot of it lands on the floor near a troll under a table cloth. Heh, oops.

You walk threw the mess on the floor. Casually ducking out of the way of any airborne food not meant for you. This was not what you had expected at all. You hope at least some of the food is still eatable. You had been looking forward to the food. You spy a mostly untouched table and take a slice of cake off it and keep moving for the back for the kitchens... Maybe there was some untouched food back there...

You spot Ducita near the kitchens and you quickly walk to her, you also saw Rubedo and Theiyw but they were currently fighting with each other, you arrive just in time to get dirty with the yogurt, you scream sligthly in surprise, but you continue walking until you're by her side -What is happening here?- you ask, not worrying about hiding your confusion at all.

corvus shrieked when something hit the table be was hiding under, did he get caught? was the brown blood still after him? taking a peak from under the table cloth he noted the he was still safe.
a yogurt bowl hit the table it seems so everything is fine, but there was a troll walking though the fray not caring about the fight, nope, you cant come in here and not fight, that's against the rules

popping out from under his table, and grabbed a bowl of cranberry sause, then hauled its contents at the subjug giving a wide area of attack, no one gets away from him!

You are a bit startled when the cranberry sauce hits you in the ear.

AUGH!!! WHAT THE MOTHERFUCK!!!

You scan the crowd for the offending party, you spy a trail of cranberry sauce that was left from that had been flung you take your cake and walk over to that table, on a guess you take the cake plate and plunge it under the table into the face of the one who had cranberried your ear.

You'd been pretty sure that nobody could see you, but apparently you were wrong, because you're hit in the face with a tomato, and another tomato, and you're pretty sure you hate tomatoes.

It's even more surprising when you realize Rubedo is the one throwing them at you, and you give him a look that says 'dude, wth' before ducking under some troll standing under a tablecloth. Oh, it's Pythia. "Hey." You say quickly, peeking out from under the cloth before turning back to her. "You're so bad at hiding I almost feel sorry for you."

Aryane appears next to you as you are busy watching your damage be dealt. You notice here when she speaks. 0h, Aryane! Hey, um a f00d fi9ht! You smile brightly. You are too enthusiastic about this silly game. You notice you had got some yogurt on her, she didn't seem to know it was you though so you'll just keep that information on lockdown.

You see Aarush walking through the fray. You aren't sure how he can do that, but you weren't going to distract him. Suddenly cranberry sauce hits him. You aren't going to lie the smallest hint of laughter came to your tongue, but you had to defend your moirail. You grab a large serving spoon and some strange mass of white food....you assume it's mashed potatoes. You gather some into the spoon, pull the spoon back and release letting it fly to the area that Aarush had sent the cake plate.

WHAT TH- SPLAT

Corvus was knocked out from under the table from the surprise attack of cake to his face.
wiping away the cake, Corvus saw the the subjug had joined the fight and was coming for him, well that's fine bring it on!
grabbing the handfuls of cake from his face, Corvus pegged them back in retaliation as he ran for the table for more ammo. choosing whipped cream pies to continue his assault

hehehehehe, take this!

Oh you were gonna get that little blue blood good. You dodge the pies and pick up a can of wiped cream. When punctured in the right right way... it can be quite explosive. You punch the hole in the can and lob it at the blue blood and whoever else might be in that area. It would explode on impact to the floor.

You see that Aarush is targeting a small troll that seems to be enjoying every bit of this. Things seem to be escalating quickly between the two.

Aarush 0ver here! You wave him over to where you and Aryane are. You grab some stray carrots from the ground and begin throwing them towards the small troll as if they were throwing knives.

You watch amazed as food flies all over the place. However, the blueblood startled you and you did the most logical thing you could think of: you use the tablecloth as a distraction, or a barrier between you two, and throw the messier side, the one that actually received all of the food as it functioned as your shield, on his face.

Whooops, it was Theiyw. Welp, his face is probably a mess now.

"Oh, well, that was your fault! Don't startle me like that when we are in the middle of a food war!!" You say as you take the tablecloth away from him. Ew. It got in his hair.

You just watch as Aarush and Ducita attack together a younger troll, a blueblood it seems, you don't know him but you think it's better if you don't get into that fight, what were you going to do? You'r not sure if you have enough confidence to fight with them like that, and they are wasting food too! -So... a food fight...- it's the only think that comes to your mind, you just decide to start walking around the hall, avoiding all the food that is flying through it.

corvus gave a squeak at the sight of the volatile can and dived in tho the safety of under the table just in time to avoid most of the blast radius, this was dangerous, time to escape! corvus thought as carrots rained down on him from the kitchen

eeek!

corvus using his height to his advantage, ran underneath the tablas to escape the range of the kitchen

BOO!

Aarush would be on the other side of the table when Corvus would come out with a whipcream pie in hand. He would lightly pie the kid in the face before bolting to where Ducita and Aryane were hiding.

Ew. There is pastry and other food in your hair. You hadn't thought to put it up in a bun or anything, and now it's too late to save you from hours in an ablution trap washing it out. Damn it. Still, you tie it up and give Pythia a joking glare. "You're the one who got all nervous. I'm helping you by saving you from your hiding fiasco."

You wipe the food off your face, sticking some of it back on the tablecloth before ducking back under it so you're face to face with Pythia. "So I totally drenched Rubedo's flushcrush. He's after me now, willing to stay on my side? You do owe me one, cause you got food in my hair.." You say hopefully. She seems like a good team member.

Corvus sat on the ground in disbelief, caked, pied and utterly beaten, he thought he was clever and could beat the subjug, but the older troll caught him every time, .... it wasn't fair, sobbing a bit, Corvus retreated under the table and hugged his knees to sulk, he didn't want to play any more, the older trolls were somuch better than he was, he would just sit here now and wait till it was over