[Akihiko is here overthinking his swing so much he's taking way too long. He looks up when the fun house gets smacked]
Don't do that. I'm still not convinced these aren't more creatures pretending to be golf clubs.
[What if these really are well-camouflaged birds and they get upset and try to bite your head off or something because you smack them against solid surfaces]
[Akihiko steps away from the minigolf course, to peer at the entrance of the funhouse. Predictably, he sees nothing except mirrors. Not a sign of a person inside]
If anything happens in there...people might get hurt, even if they have nothing to do with any incidents.
[Mirror shards are going to fly all over the place, guaranteed]
[Returning to the minigolf, Akihiko picks another ball from the basket and places it where he thinks it should be. Probably placed it slightly off and therefore his game will be affected, dang]
We should all gather together in some place next time!
[Should we? In Akihiko's opinion, people's tendency to wander around kind of plays a role on all the dying going on around here. Maybe if everyone is in the same place, playing minigolf and enjoying deep-fried oreos and all that, the incidents may be lessened.
Mizu, wanna come with, next Thursday? No idea to where, but the question stands.
[The way Akihiko is smirking there pretty much says he's not counting on Mizu to say yes, because really, he's going to try to gather people and convince them to tag along in a curfew, but he's not optimistic about his chances with many of you. He's just a little curious if Mizu would say no when asked pretty much three seconds after wishing him the best of luck at this. He'd find that a little funny, really]
[FROWNS AT THE GOLF CLUB... puts it down. fuck them kids.]
If they can, then they're even unluckier than I thought. [just. glances at akihiko accidentally hitting the fun house with a ball.] Perhaps we should send them our regards in morse code.
[With the way a second ball hits the fun house, Akihiko sighs]
I hope it's soundproof.
[Contrary to Akihiko, me, Nick, hopes it isn't, so those inside get to hear every smack and accidental collision against it. Must sound like hail, huh]
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does anybody in this group know how to play actually]
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Don't do that. I'm still not convinced these aren't more creatures pretending to be golf clubs.
[What if these really are well-camouflaged birds and they get upset and try to bite your head off or something because you smack them against solid surfaces]
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[please do not fight the golf club.
taps the fun house again, this time intentionally. hums.]
How many of them do you think took another wrong turn and ended up trapped inside again?
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[We all really made our characters be forcibly taken to the fun house a million times, judging by the PCs, haha.
Akihiko finally swings. He overestimated his strength, and the ball bounces on an obstacle and hits the fun house. Oops]
Ah.
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[watches him hit the fun house, like. lol.]
I suppose we'll discover the exact amount tomorrow.
[i hope someone gets murdered in the fun house and has to watch their most embarrassing memory on loop while they're getting stabbed. peak comedy.]
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I hope it's not too many. Those mirrors are more trouble than they're worth.
[He's sure nobody in there is having a good time! Should have been outside, guys, we got fair food and minigolf]
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Yes. And this time, there's no escaping them until the morning comes.
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If anything happens in there...people might get hurt, even if they have nothing to do with any incidents.
[Mirror shards are going to fly all over the place, guaranteed]
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We should all gather together in some place next time!
[Should we? In Akihiko's opinion, people's tendency to wander around kind of plays a role on all the dying going on around here. Maybe if everyone is in the same place, playing minigolf and enjoying deep-fried oreos and all that, the incidents may be lessened.
Maybe?]
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[in the tone of someone who thinks this will never happen... like an asshole...]
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[And fail, but he'd try!]
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Mizu, wanna come with, next Thursday? No idea to where, but the question stands.
[The way Akihiko is smirking there pretty much says he's not counting on Mizu to say yes, because really, he's going to try to gather people and convince them to tag along in a curfew, but he's not optimistic about his chances with many of you. He's just a little curious if Mizu would say no when asked pretty much three seconds after wishing him the best of luck at this. He'd find that a little funny, really]
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[dodges the question entirely]
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she hits a ball and it actually lands close to where it needs to go. ]
Did you want to say hi to whoever's inside?
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What if they could? It's so kids can also play.
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Hm.
[FROWNS AT THE GOLF CLUB... puts it down. fuck them kids.]
If they can, then they're even unluckier than I thought. [just. glances at akihiko accidentally hitting the fun house with a ball.] Perhaps we should send them our regards in morse code.
[this is a joke.]
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she laughs. ]
We continue the knock knock jokes.
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I'll pass. Their sense of humor is even worse than Anders'.
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[ teasing. ]
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You've surely met enough people in your life to answer that question on your own.
[calls her old, but. indirectly.]
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[ who do you find funny, mizu ]
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Hm. Shadowheart's sense of humor is... tolerable.
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Isn't it? It's mostly because of how she reacts.
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I hope it's soundproof.
[Contrary to Akihiko, me, Nick, hopes it isn't, so those inside get to hear every smack and accidental collision against it. Must sound like hail, huh]
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[ so don't worry about it, is her tone. ]
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[Because saying he knows would be the same as admitting he sucks at minigolf, and it takes literal months for Akihiko to admit defeat at anything]
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