TIME FOR BEER

[putyaswordson]

[ it's a nice, warm summer evening in camp. and even with impending... plot stuff approaching, there is beer and other assorted types of alcohol waiting to be drunk.

time for beer? time for beer. ]

(TOUCH EACH OTHER, I CAN ONLY LAST SO LONG, will be slow because I forget how to thread or something silly)

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[fruitophile]

[ my senses tell me I should be here ]

A gift from camp, it looks like. ♦

[fruitophile]

Now why did you have to do something disappointing? ♣

[copyrightabuser]

... Because I am not here for your satisfaction.

[fruitophile]

And? ♥

[copyrightabuser]

A-"And"?

[fruitophile]

[ another card embeds itself into the table ]

[copyrightabuser]

[... This might be bad. It looks like it's too late to back down, huh?]

[fruitophile]

[ let's play ♥ ]

[copyrightabuser]

[As a Hero, at the very least, he can't ignore his surrounding, so first he attempts to run, hoping to find a less crowded area; he reaches into his pocket, however, to hopefully signal his intent]

[fruitophile]

[ follows like a proper murderous psychopathic predator - time for killing! ♥ ]

[copyrightabuser]

[sob okay well this place (whatever it is) should suffice! So he pulls out two small shuriken and throws them toward his target]

[fruitophile]

[ dodges easily, and Ivan will feel a weird pulling sensation on his torso ]

[copyrightabuser]

[He looks down]

Eh...!?

[fruitophile]

Did Barnaby forget to explain this part? ♣ He failed to help you. ♥

[ makes a come here motion with his index finger, and the force pulls harder ]

[copyrightabuser]

[He takes a few steps closer as he can't help but be pulled, but he tries to plant his feet firmly on the ground to prevent further pulling; was this what Barnaby mentioned about restricted movement?]

[fruitophile]

NEXT aren't very subtle when they use their abilities. ♣ They glow. ♥ But you can't tell when I use my magic, now can you? ♦