Things have gotten WAY too serious around here!(any and everyone)

OoC: Okay, everybody. It's been a long time since we've had one of these fun fights, so just jump in, cut loose, and we'll see how long we can keep this thing going. *starts warming up the pie cannon*

FOOOOOOOD FIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! XD

BiC: Aurora had been exploring the Dome once again. She'd found several rooms of interest, and a few she'd be bringing students back to. The summoner had just decided to head back to her quarters for some lunch, as she hadn't eaten all day, being busy with her students and such. Just as her stomach growled loudly, she was confronted with a very large door, barring her path.

In the Dome, this usually meant this was somewhere she was supposed to go, so naturally, she reached out, grasped the handle of the huge door, which looked like nothing so much as a giant refridgerator, and opened it.

Inside, the air was very cool, and a black and white checkerboard floor stretched for miles in every direction. The gleaming white walls were lined with shelves, and large rolling racks were scattered across the landscape. Each one was laden with every kind of food one could possibly imagine!

Aurora gazed in wonder at the Dome's amazing larder. Suddenly, she was blindsided by a large mass of a white, fluffy, squishy substance she soon recognized as mashed potatoes! As she tried to remove the starchy substance from her ear, she turned, slightly perturbed, to see...

OoC: LET'S DO THIS! Tamriff should be up to it... HAWAAAAAAY THE BRAAAAAAAAW!

BiC: "Terribly sorry, marm," Tamriff said sheepishly as he quickly hid the remaining mashed potato ball behind his back. "I was experimenting with some juggling techniques using balls of mashed potato, when one of them accidentally slipped and you came in..."

"You're Tamriff, aren't you? One of the new students." Amusement wormed itself on Aurora's face. "Under the tutelage of Cain, am I wrong?"

"I daresay you aren't, marm. And you're Aurora, no?" He fingered his ball of starchy substance. In front of him, he could see his superior modeling something behind her back, and wondered what it was.

"Correct." Tamriff had no time to dodge as Aurora launched a large mass of something orange and white, which hit him straight in the chest. Upon closer examination, the substance proved to be carrots and potatoes en purée.

"Should I take this as a challenge, marm?" The young warrior brought out his ball and aimed carefully, letting it fly as Aurora's second projectile homed in, and causing both foodstuffs to explode in the air, covering both opponents with cream cheese and potatoe. Tamriff threw himself behind a large freezer for more protection, seeing out of the corner of his eye that Aurora had done the same.

"Correct."

OoC: So, do you say it Po-Tay-Toe or Poh-Tah-Toe?

OoC: Oh well I've just got a new character, so I suppose I could try and get back into the BA thing. Here's a link to my character CLICK

BiC: Tamriff ran laughing toward the silver shelves at the opposite side of the room, all the while desperately trying to dodge the flying potato being thrown by Aurora.

"You are so going to get it," he chuckled, taking a fistful of porridge from a near by bowl. He ducked as another potato missile was hurtled in his direction, before taking the ball of porridge firmly in his hand and launching it through the air toward Aurora.

Aurora let out a playful scream and dove across the hall, rolling to safety with her robes flowing behind her. She turned to watch the ball of food fly into the distance.

"Missed me," she began, before being cut off by an unknown voice, coming from far behind her.

They both turned, slightly startled to search where he noise had come from. They were certain they were alone in the hall, and were beginning to wonder whether they had heard anything at all, when, suddenly, Ziggy came zooming toward them, flying high over head on his cloud.

Both Aurora and Tamriff stared at the small bear in disbelief, who was circling above the two of them.

Tamriff shot a look of confusion toward Aurora.

Ziggy looked down at them, taking a lick of his lollipop, before tipping a large grey bowl over the edge of his cloud, raining a shower of peas down on the both of them.

"Ok Duke, I can take it from here," he shouted, as he leapt from the cloud and landed to the ground with a soft thud.

His eyes narrowed as he looked at Tamriff, his small chest swelling, and his tiny nose wrinkling.

"That porridge had some pretty hard lumps you know," he wined, a single tear rolling down his face.

"You poor thing," said Aurora, dropping her newly acquired carrot sticks, and walked to ward the now shaking bear.

"Tamriff really didn't mean to hurt you," she said kneeling down to wipe the porridge from his brow.

"But it really hurt," he sniffed, looking at the floor and shuffling his feet.

"Aww, come here," she sighed, but as she leant in to give him a hug, Ziggy slapped her across the face with a leek, that he had stuck to the back of his lollipop.

"Got ya!" he squealed with delight, doing a victory dance with his lollipop and the comparatively over sized leek.


OoC: Hope this is alright, and I've not completley messed up your characters.

OoC: This looks like fun. I'm in, if Ry-San will permit it.

BiC: Aurora, Tamriff, and Ziggy all sped around the room, launching handfuls of churned up food at each other. All sorts of condiments and entre's soon splattered the walls thickly, dripping slowly down the surface.

Just as Tamriff lurched forward and hurtled an enormous chunk of what looked to be watermelon insides, his very own mentor, Cain, strode into the room. Ziggy ducked, at the watermelon flew over his head. Reacting at once without thinking, Cain's sawed off shotgun slipped into his hand, he raised it, and blasted the pink ball out of the air, showering all three competers with seeds and insides of watermelon.

They all fell silent, staring at Cain, who slowly stowed his sawed off shotgun back into his belt, realizing that it had not been anything lethal. His eyes wandered over to Aurora behind his long curtain of black shoulder length hair, and he opened his mouth a fraction of an inch, and he uttered, a soft, profound "oh."

For a second, they all stood there, watching each other.

Then Cain launched himself over Ziggy's head, landed between the three, grabbed two chunks of random potatoe, or something else he could not have guessed, and hurtled them at Tamriff and Aurora. Both made their mark, striking them with profound splats.

Then, not even a fraction of a second later, everyone leapt into action. Tamriff immediately went for his teacher, not wanting him to see him slacking off at any time. He sent a mushed up clump of potatoe Cain's way, and the gunslinger/swordsman was forced to dodge behind a tilted over rack. Tamriff laughed, and threw several more. Pinned down with food splattering around him in every direction, Cain did the only thing that came to mind ... a reckless assault.

He rolled out from behind his cover, and quickly got slammed with food. He rolled even further, until he felt Tamriff's nearly precise aim miss him. Then he seized something beside him, and side-armed it into Tamriff's ribs. He heard his student go "oof!" and laughed, hurrying hastily toward more cover to gather ammo.

BiC: Sorry, I sort of ignored Ziggy and Aurora in that one ... next time I'll add much more and make it longer, too.

OoC: Link is in sig. I guess it's about time I started using him.

BiC: Chetarren passed through the corridor, muscles aching and stomach growling. His ongoing exploration of the strange Dome he had found himself in was proving to be frustrating, as he had yet to meet another living soul or a way out.

The centaur pulled himself up abruptly, staring at the door that had seemingly appeared in front of him. His head scraping the ceiling, he moved closer, intrigued by the sound of laughter he could hear coming from the other side of it. He knew it was likely just another of the area's tricks, but he couldn't resist the hope that there was another living, breathing soul on the other side.

Stooping down, he opened the door and passed through, his spear held in front of him in case it was a trap. Then, amazed by what he saw, he stopped, failing even to register the door swinging shut behind him, or it's subsequent disappearance from the wall. In fact, his apparent immobility only ended when one of the figures running amok in the chamber saw fit to throw what appeared to be - and tasted like - a fruit cake into his face.

The centaur wiped the cake from his face as the four figures continued to pelt each other - and him - with the hall bizarre array of foodstuffs. Then, walking to a shelf in the nearest wall, Chetarren selected the largest, softest item he could see, and placed it on the blade of his spear. He turned towards the bear who had launched the first attack against him, and catapulted the selected piece of confectionary into his furred back.

The bear shrieked and spun, aiming a large pie at the centaur's chest. Laughing for the first time in many moons, Chetarren scooped up a pie of his own and entered the fray, gracing the long-haired woman with his next shot and flinging a handful of mashed potatoe at any who came in range.

OoC: There. Expect more from the centaur tomorrow.

OoC: Looks like fun! Heh... time to get messy!

BiC: The food battle rage on for quite some time. Eventually, Aurora threw a apple at Ziggy, but it missed and flew into a doorway. There was a roar of anger and pain. Drago stromed in through the entrance.

"Mortals!" Drago yelled as he grabbed a spiked pineapple and chuck it at Aurora. It hit the female dead on in the face. "You!" Drago yelled at her, remembering his failure from the last time he fought the teacher.

Aurora remembered the dragon quite easily. There was no other creature that came close to this one. "Good to see you again, Drago." Aurora said with a smile as she grabbed and handfull of melted cheese, and flung it into the Overlord's face.

Drago fell back from the blow and landed on Cain. The was a thud when Drago's large form fell on the mortal. Drago quickly reacted by grabbing a slice of pizza, and slaming it into his face. Drago then turned to see a pear right before it smashed into his face.

OoC: So we got a bear-thing, a dragon overlord, and a bunch of mortals... sweet!

OoC: ...and a pseudo humanoid. Pie powers, anyone?

BiC: The purple haired Zolf Kadreen burst into the room, dodging several projectiles as he rolled by instinct. He crouched beneath a table, the wooden object's cloth hiding his prescence. All he had seen upon entrance was that there were a large group of people in the room, and that he saw red oozing down his teacher's back. He came to one conclusion: Assassins had attacked the Dome.

However, when he laid flat on his back and looked to where he was standing, the substance on the wall looked a lot like food. He then thought for a moment, and realized that this was some kind of game, one he never played. He came to this conclusion upon hearing spirited laughter from his teacher. He decided that he would catch all of them off guard. He found two large pies lying near the table, and grabbed them, feeling the familiar power flow into his hands as he merged the two pies into a large sphere the size of a bowling ball. He reached into his pockets, and pulled out a vial full of sparkling blue fluid, and drank it. His arms became elastic, and he flipped the table forward, so he was at an angle where the table was his guard, and he was in the corner, free from back attacks. He placed the cloth off the table on top of him to protect his head and back, and raised to toss the pie.

As soon as he did, a large wad of cobbler flew at his face, but he knocked it away with a thwack noise using his stretchy free arm. With his other hand he hurled the pie-sphere, and it collided with the back of Drago's head.

He turned around, and growled furiously.

"Such impudence!"

OoC: Sounds like fun, don't mind if I do

BiC: Jaeger was walking down a simple elementary school hallway when the sounds of chaos and death entered his ears,

"The Children!"

Jaeger ran down the hall with such elegance, like a gazell with a pinch of cheetah.
He put his hands before him and pushed up 2 large swinging doors only to find himself slip on the linolium checkered floor and bash his head on a pile of hot sauce packets.

"What the blazes? Oh He-!"

A large reptilian foot shadowed his head, he immediatly that Drago was standing above him. If this was his time to die, he might as well put up a fight. So the koala man rolled to his right and quickly got up only to see a large white subtance fly towards him. The fluffly material splashed everywhere practically ruining Jaegers leather pink jacket.
He turned to see Drago standing before him holding a cherry pie in his right hand.

"Nice to see you again old friend" said the dragon whist trying to dodge the edible projectiles.

"You too buddy, Comeon, lets show these blokes how to have a real food fight!"

The two friends tore the metallic counter from the serving self, causing plates full of delicious meals into the air. Falling all over great fighters like Zolf, Aurora, Tamriff and Ziggy. The two warriors set up a wall with the large metal shelf.
But their posistion was soon discovered by a warrior hiding behind the counter

"Take that!" The shadowy figure screamed as it threw exactly 273 chocolate chip cookies down upon Drago and Jaeger.

OoC: Well, I think my character Aidan is a little too serious for this but what the hey! It's just for fun after all! His link is in my sig.

BiC: A tall man in armor stepped out of the shadows. He pulled his long, white hair into a pony tail.

"Who the hell are you?" cried Jaeger and Drago in unison. The stranger jumped between the two behind the counter.

"I'm Aidan. I don't know what kind of mad-house I've stumbled into, but you two fools are getting out of my hiding spot now!" Aidan yelled. He meant business. Jaeger and Drago both noticed that he was gripping a four-foot summer sausage in one hand pounding it into his other open palm.

"What are you going to do with that sausage, guy?" asked Jaeger. Mashed potatoes and boiled squash flew over the counter and whizzed by their heads. "I'm going to go beat the hell out of these loons. It would be far too cruel to kill them by sword. I mean, they're using food. They can't be mentally sound," Aidan said crouching between the two.

In a flash there was a figure standing on top of the counter looking down at the three. Aidan gasped, Jaeger cursed, and Drago covered his eyes. It was a little bear with a strange sign on his belly. The bear held something high above his little head.

Aidan looked up at him and asked, "What do you have there little guy?" The bear giggled and dumped a bowl of hot fudge onto Aidan's head and then bounded away quickly. Aidan screamed and tried to wipe the thick, burning fudge out of his now sticky hair. "I'm never going to get all of this out of my hair! And my damn armor is so sticky now! That little freak bear is going to pay!"

Aidan leaped out of hiding with his sausage in mid-air. He scanned the room to see if he could find the bear. The room was in absolute mayhem. There was food flying everywhere. Aidan disregarded all that was going on, because he was only concerned with the bear. Then he saw it. It was trying to hide in a pile of fruit! "Crafty beast!" Aidan exclaimed. He dived toward the pile of fruit and started digging through it frantically. He was throwing mangos, bananas, and all other kinds of fruit over his head in search of the bear. Then he saw his beady eyes peering out from within the fruit. "I've got you now!" Aidan said. His readied his sausage in one hand. He was going to batter the little runt. He moved the rest of the fruit out of the way and he came face to face with a grape-fruit. The bear smiled and said mockingly, "Grape-fruit?" The little guy shoved a spoon in the grape-fruit and the juices shot into Aidan's eyes. He fell back flipping down the pile of fruit backwards. At the bottom of the pile, Aidan grabbed at his eyes and howled in pain.

Aidan tried to look out of his squinting eyes, but it felt as if they were on fire. He could barely make out two blurry shapes that were barely overlooking the counter staring at him.

"Get over here and help me you two!" Aidan screamed.

Drago and Jaeger looked at each other. "Damn," they both said in unison once again.

OoC:
Know, what, I need a fun thing like this. Me thinks... Ranul will add to the fight in a practical sort of way.

IC:
Ranul wandered around behind the cover he could find. Sampling the different foods, he watched the melee unfold. He had chosen not to adorn his mask and robes, and was in a pair of black pants and a black sleevless shirt with holes for his wings, which were already out.

He saw the potatoes fly from person to person and chuckled silently. It was then that he saw the large man in armor wield a sausage as a club. Hmm, now what have we here? he thought.

He watched as the bear thing blinded the man and decided to help. He reached for his sword, but found that it was gone. "What the hell?" He then grabbed his bow, but when he grabbed an arrow from his quiver, he found that it was filled with cellery sticks. "Damn it!" he yelled, drawing the attention of Aurora and Zippy.

"Who are you? How did you get here?" Zippy said, smiling.

Aurora was brandishing a wheel of cheese as a disk and threw it with full force at Ranul's head, striking him with surprising strength that sent him reeling. "Oh," she said quickly, "sorry, you surprised me. You're a teacher too aren't you?"

Ranul was slightly confused, but answered respecfully as he climbed back to his feet. "Yes ma'am. Name's Ranul." He then heard the commotion around the bear and stopped himself. "Hold on, I think my assistance is needed." He then ran towards Drago and the others. "Hey, hold on! I'm gonna help you!"

Drago turned and bellowed, "And just who the hell are you?"

Ranul leaped quickly onto Drago's back and said, "Someone who needs you to stand still." Ranul then jumped off of Drago and landed next to Aidan, launching a cellery stick at the bear, doing minimal damage. "Oh, right. Cellary... wait... why cellary?"

Since Aidan couldn't see too well, he took a swing with the sausage at the new combatant, flooring him instantly. "What? Who's that?"

"What is it, knock down the angel day?" Ranul asked, slightly perturbed.

OoC:
Sorry it's short, but my thoughts kind of trail from there.

The fallen angel saw a large form rear up behind Aidan, who was still swinging wildly with his sausage. One of the random swings connected with the figure's chest, causing it to stagger back and snatch the sausage with one hand, yanking it from Aidan's grasp. With a cry of "Take that!", the centaur bludgeoned his assailant over the head, knocking him to the floor beside Ranul.

The pair were saved from any further onslaught from Chetarren when a discus of soft cheese impacted with his back, covering him with the yellow food. Roaring, he twisted his body around and threw his sausage at a surprised Aurora, who had been the last person he had seen to wield the cheese. His impromptu javelin caught her above her heart, and sent her staggering into Cain.

From the corner of his eye, Chetarren saw the bear readying to throw something, and ducked instinctively as a second disc of cheese sailed over his head. Fixing on the true perpetrator, he snatched up a fallen pie and flung it at the younger warrior. Watching with satisfaction as it caught Ziggy right on the nose, he failed to see the dragon overlord holding claws full of assorted foodstuffs over his back.

OoC: I think that'll do for now.

OoC: Lol, LET'S GET SOME GRAVY!

BiC:
Su-Nina heard the commotion, and saw precisely what was happening. She leapt in, slipped on an egg and went skidding to the other end of the room. She landed in a heap as a roast potato flew past her nose. She got back up, put her staff away and looked around for a weapon. She reached for a basket of fuirt and chucked a grapefruit towards the dragon. Whichhit him on the head, causing him to drop the various foodstuffs all over the place! Covering everyone else in various assortsments of food.

OoC: Boy, I'm hungry now, damn food fight.

The force of the pie shot sent Ziggy reeling toward a puddle of gravy, causing him to slide uncontrolably into a pile of fruits. Dazed and confused, he struggled out of his edible prison, swinging his tiny paws wildly, desperate to connect with anything.

"Ugh, who threw that?" he said, his head spinning.

"Ha ha, got you!"

Ziggy strained his eyes as th figure of the great centaur came into focus. He was pointing at the bear, visable shaking with laughter, as were many other of the people in the hall he noted.

He scruntched his face up in anger, and dove back into the pile of fruits, before emerging, ready for war. He had smashed a watermelon over his head, leaving half of it on his head as a helmet, his soft ears poking through the top and it's juice running down his face like war paint. For further proctection he'd burrowed into a large pumpkin, his arms and legs forced through the sides, and his chubby cheeks and head just visable from the top.

"Right," he said, his voice slightly muffled from the pumpkin which engulfed him. "I'm about to go Care Bear on all of you."

And with that, he charged toward the centaur, well waddled really, his short legs struggling to move under the oppresive pumpkin.

He reached for a cucuber in his advancement, as Chetarren could any stare in disbelief at what he was seeing.

"Whhaaa!"

Ziggy swung the cucumber with all his might, missing as Chetarren calmly stepped out of the way, and watched the small bear spin fearcly on one leg, screaming in his desperation to maintain his balance, his tears spraying out like a sprinkler in summertime, before he eventually fell onto his back, helpless in his pumpkin armour, as an upturned turtle would be.

Wailing, Ziggy flailed his arms and legs wildly, desperate to get back on his feet, only managing to roll onto his front, causing him further distress.

OoC: Heh, this is turning out better than I thought it would. Who would have guessed there were so many ways to use food?

Dear me, this is getting crowded, thought Tamriff as he d