Post by WESTLEY KIRKLAND on Jun 19, 2014 11:58:36 GMT -5
Westley tied on his skates, seated on an overturned bucket in the broom closet that he and his sister designated as the starting point. It was a fun idea when they had first thought of it, though it was a little nerve racking now they were right by the starting point. Everything had to be perfect, just like they had imagined.
He carefully counted the water balloons stocked in each of their bags, making sure there were just enough for the both of them for their expedition. They needed them, without they were sure to be caught and given a horrid punishment by that frightening Vice Principal. He looked like...honestly he looked like a...he was just frightening alright?!
"So remember..." he mumbled, trying to keep quiet so no one would walk in on them while they plotted. "Five points a student...twenty a teacher, fifty for..." he paused, shivering a little at the thought of their vice principal. "...For him. Twenty for Arthur, and fifteen for the rest of the family! Then...one hundred for the principal himself. Got it?"
He looked knowingly at his sister and handed over the paper where they had quickly scribbled down the rules a few days earlier when their game had first came to mind, just in case she wanted to look it over. Either way he was ready and he opened the door, checking his bag was secure before skating off in his designated direction at the speed of light.
Two directions, twenty water balloons. Whomever had the most points at the end won.
[Anyone who wants to participate can do so~ Try to stop the little ankle biters in their path of destruction to the school? Go right ahead!]]
Post by KYLIE KIRKLAND on Jul 2, 2014 5:53:14 GMT -5
Once her skates were on Kylie checked Westley’s helmet to make sure that his head was properly protected as was her own. Their mum had always stressed the importance of headgear when they were playing their games and the habit was not going to die quickly, even if she wasn’t there to enforce it.
“Yes, yes I remember the points.” She reassured her brother with a whisper. Kylie remembered the number of points they’d allocated for each target, she had helped come up with the scoring system after all. “Now shut your trap and look at these!” From beside the crate she was sitting on Kylie drew out four small water pistols and handed two of them to Westley. Kylie had spent nearly two weeks’ worth of pocket money for these treasures but in her mind the expense was entirely justified, this adventure was going to be amazing; and you never knew when you would need to give someone a good squirting.
“We use these once the water balloons are finished. Twenty points a hit because you have to get really close for be within range.” She grinned at the thought of giving Arthur’s neat, spotless uniform a well-earned soaking.
With a final parting nod the siblings rattled their way out of the cupboard and zoomed off in their different directions of choice. Kylie didn’t meet anyone until she rounded the first corner. An undistinguishable student was walking down the corridor but stopped abruptly when he saw the small student hurtling down the hallway. He was toast.
Drawing out her first water balloon Kylie took aim and threw the watery missile with all the force she had. The water bomb sailed divinely through the air and exploded at the student’s feet. Perfect shot!
“Five points!” The girl hollered at the top of her voice, just in case Kiwi was still within hearing range, and skated off into the depths of the academy.