Melon Field 5 [Chris]

[melonfield]

The nearest melon field is a short trip to the north. But despite its proximity to the town, the forest quickly thickens, and this melon field sits in a perfect weedless square, looking odd against the wild bushes all around it. Squirrels and bears rabbits occasionally skirt about, though they flee at the first sign of people. Some sunlight

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[vonperfect]

Why did this foolish field have to be so far away from town? No wonder it had been a secret for so long. Franziska had been considering herself above dealing with this whole unbreakable melon business, earlier, she had found some ... seemingly able body 'help,' to break the melons for her.

The fool wasn't doing anything important anyway, she was sure, and so she had prodded Gumshoe all the way to the fields with her prodding walking stick. "Faster!"

[blue_badge]

"Yessir! Right away sir!"

Like this day wasn't bad enough. GUMSHOE'S COAT WAS GONE. Had he mistreated it? Was it not getting enough love? It wasn't like someone stole it, right?

At least that nice blonde girl had offered to help look for it. People here were so friendly!

The detective-turned-janitor prodded Red #3 curiously as they arrived. "So we just attack them, pal?"

[vonperfect]

"Well, I'm sure that people have tried that, since they're supposedly unbreakable," Franziska said sitting down on red 2, "But you might as well try, I suppose."

[blue_badge]

"You should probably get away from the melon first, sir." said Gumshoe, winding up his arm. "I wouldn't want you to get caught in the crossfire! This is a battle of wills! Man vs melon, pal!"

[warrior_zero]

Samus had been waiting for Dick to arrive, with whoever he was bringing along. He hadn't been very clear on who was coming. Oh well, it didn't really matter. Samus wasn't so much interested in breaking the melons as seeing what would happen if someone did.

Honestly, she wasn't expecting Franziska. They didn't seem like the type to associate, yet... she could see the woman ordering the man around like a dog, and thought that was probably appropriate. Shrugging a bit, Samus waved a hand, approaching them with her gun in tow and her curiosity still peaked. "It's a pleasure to see you both again." she said with a nod.

[vonperfect]

"Yes, it's a pleasure, Ms. Samus." Franziska stood up off of the water melon and sat down on the blue 2 instead. "Well, there are plenty of melons; get started." She waved dismissively at Gumshoe.

[blue_badge]

And get started Gumshoe did! He had at Red #2 with the old Gumshoe One Two- which generally involved stomping, punching, squeezing, and generally making an idiot out of himself while trying to smash the melon with his bare hands.

[blue_badge]

*whoops, meant Red #3, sorry.

[melonfield]

The melon takes the punishment and just sits there, intact.

[blue_badge]

Gumshoe blinked. "I don't get it, pal! That's never failed before!"

Well, at least, he didn't remember it ever failing before.

Rallying, he picked up the melon and tossed it down towards the ground. "Take this, high school basketball coach! I'll show YOU a slam dunk, pal!"

[melonfield]

The melon hits the ground with a heavy thud. Nothing else happens.

[blue_badge]

That did nothing to break the melon or resolve Gumshoe's traumatic gym class issues. "Aw, come on, pal. Pleeeeeease?"

[melonfield]

Sorry. Begging won't work.

[blue_badge]

"Stupid melon!" Gumshoe delivered a swift kick to the melon. "You're making me look bad, pal!"

[melonfield]

Well, what do you know? The melon burst as soon as Gumshoe's foot came in contact with it.

[[Gumshoe gets 2% memories.]]

[blue_badge]

Gumshoe's anger dissolved as soon as the melon exploded. "Oh, no! I'm sorry, pal! I didn't mean it!"

After a moment of heart-breaking guilt, he remembered that destroying the melon was his goal in the first place. "Oh, right. Yeah! I did it, pal!"

He looked at Franziska like a puppy expecting a reward. "What do we win, pal?"