Food Fight 3.0(any and everyone)

OoC: Heh, well, I got a couple of days off from both jobs, and I was bored, so I thoguht I'd ressurect this little game we play every so often around here, just to lighten the mood. It doesn't have to make any sense, and it doesn't have to follow with any char's storyline, it's just to have a little fun in a completely UNserious manner. SO ENJOY!

BiC: Aurora was bored. There was no other word for it. Since she'd quit the Dome, there'd been precious little to occupy her. Like many bored people, her thoughts roamed to finding something to munch on, and her physical wanderings took her to a place that would fulfil this craving. The kitchen.

Now, this is not just any kitchen. This is the "Pantry at the End of the World". A place where you can fill any craving your famished little belly can conjure from chocolate covered candy apples to pickled zebra feet.

Suffice it to say, that having so many choices presented the summoner with yet another conundrum. What to choose? She decided to get a second opinion on the subject, and went looking for someone who could provide such a help. As she turned the corner of a cabinet, she saw a form disappear around the opposite corner.

"Hey!" Aurora dashed around the corner to see a form peering into a rather large refridgerator, and apparently ignoring her. As the form energed from the chilly depths, she immediately recognized the indigo hair a moment before it was covered with a rich, creamy brownish blob of peanut butter that carried him into the refridgerator where he became effectively stuck to the roof.

The summoner retaliated for her former student by hurtling a huge mound of mashed potatoes from a nearby pot at the ambusher who's silver-blue hair and one pointed ear was soon splatted with the fluffy starchiness.

OoC:I hope I know what I'm doing.

BiC:Kijimisu was famished,while still in his Bear form,he walked into the kitchen
and Aurora thought he was an ordinary bear and asked him if he wanted some honey.Kijimisu just shook his head and went into the freezer and pulled
out a frozen steak. Then Kijimisu opened his mouth and a giant blue laser shot out and Aurora was shocked. "Wait!,You're no ordinary Bear,what are you?" Then Kijimisu turned back to his half human,half elf form and said,"I can turn into a bear anytime I want but,I have thos sapphire ring to control my powers,because if this ring was to be removed from my finger,then I could turn into a bear without warning and could eliminate all life on Earth."
How I got my powers is another story for another time.

Anyways,Kijimisu then consumed the heated but,half-raw steak and with blood on his Jersey (from the steak) he smiled and picked up some Tapioca
and threw at Aurora.

"Well,there's plenty of food so,let's have a food fight!"

Little did they know,there was going to be a food fight greater than either could've dreamed.

OoC:I'm going to read your caracter's profile because,I don't know too much about your character right now so,be prepared and I hope others join soon!^^

Sileya had wandered into the vast kitchen she had soon learned was "The Pantry at the End of the World". Amazed at all the delicious and fragrant foods she found here, the Elf wandered aimlessly among them, attempting to settle her tastes on just one. It was a futile effort. There were simply too many and too varied foods present for Sileya to pick just one. Frowning to herself, she wandered on, deeper into the immense cornucopia.

Peering around a rather largish mound of chocolate chip cookies, Sileya laid eyes on a giant refrigerator. To her surprise, someone was digging around inside it. With all the food around, the Elf suddenly got the mischievous idea in her head to pick something up and throw it at the stranger. She needed something messy...something really, really messy...

Her emerald eyes ran across a massive bowl of pure peanut butter just sitting there begging to be tossed at the stranger's head. Unable to resist, Sileya grinned and stuck both her hands into the bowl, scooping out a giant wad of the sticky substance. Turning back to the stranger, she waited for an opportune moment to smother him in peanut butter.

"Hey!" A voice rang out in the enormous pantry.

The stranger perked up to see who had spoken, revealing indigo purple hair that was soon decorated satisfactorily by the glob of peanut butter that Sileya had launched at him. Her Elvish laugh echoed across the room as the figure became effectively stuck to the top of the inside of the refrigerator.

This is more fun than I've had in ages! I wonder what else I can-- ACK!

Mere moments after her little peanut butter-throwing escapade, the Elf found herself covered in mashed potatoes. A little bit of gravy dribbled down the side of her face, and she licked at it.

Yummy!

Grinning at the human summoner who had pelted her with the potatoes, Sileya scanned the nearby foods and selected a nice big bottle of ketchup, the squirt kind, naturally. She rushed at Aurora, spraying her profusely with the ketchup as she went.

Aurora wiped the red gloppiness from her face. "I'm bleeding!" she screamed dramatically before levitating the remaining mashed potatoes and gravy and lobbing them at the elf.

Sileya wiped the fluffy spuds from her eyes and peered out at her friend from the white mounds. "Not bad, but now," she said, leaning into a large bowl beside her, "feel the wrath of the peanut butterbomb of oblivion!" A huge ball of tan gooeyness hurtled at the summoner and she flattened herself to the floor just in time to avoid it.

"That was too close! I wouldn't want to end up like our poor friend over there."

Sileya laughed at Zolf's form, struggling against the roof of the refridgerator. "Should we get him down?"

Aurora looked up at the psuedo human. "I suppose." The two women each grabbed an arm and pulled with all their might.

"It's no good!" Sileya said finally. "He's stuck good. He can't even talk through all the peanut butter gooeyness."

Aurora looked thoughtful through her ketchuppy features, "Like a Wonderbread sandwich..." Then she slapped her forehead. "Of course! There's only one effective way to get a peanut butter sandwich off the roof of your mouth. Wait here, Sileya, I'll be right back." With that the summoner dashed off to find a means of liberating the purple-haired youth.

Sileya looked up a few minutes later to see something very loud barreling at an extreme speed down the isle toward them. A bright red firetruck screeched to a halt before the giant refridgerator. "Stand back, Sileya!" Aurora leapt from the truck and uncoiled a hose, carrying the end of it back to the door of the massive cooler. "Go turn the hose on!"

The elf ran to the truck, turning a giant wheel, releasing a torrent of...

"Milk?!" the elf exclaimed with laughter.

"Everyone knows the only way to get peanut butter off the roof ouf your mouth is a big glass of ice-cold milk!" With that she turned the torrent on Zolf. "Hope you're not lactose intolerant, my friend!"

The psuedo human had no opportunity to protest before he was blasted, not only from the roof of the cooler, but slammed against the rear wall, and washed out at the women's feet.

The ladies stifled their laughter and tried to help him up, but their chuckles died on thier lips as Zolf had begun to rise on him own, laughing insanely, "Heh, heheheh, heheheheheheh, ehehehehhehmwahHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!!! Then, he spun on them with something very sloppy in his hands. "FOOD FIIIIIIIIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Sudran drooled, looking at the mountain of food he had collected from the various dishes laid empty around him. The smells of each food were tempting him, making him drool even more. Sudran only came here on his way back from his 5 year from the ring of fire, and never missed the chance to stuff himself with all the delicious foods. At the top of the pile, Sudran had covered it with various seasonings he could find, salt, pepper, vinegar, pepper, salt, pepper.

The old armour isn’t going to be able to fit over my waistline after this.

Dropping the pepper, the flame warrior searched around for anything else he could put on his meal.

Hey where’s the ketchup, it was right……

Sudran was suddenly hit in the face with a sloppy ball of what appeared to be chocolate sauce, making him fall headfirst into his meal. Pieces of spaghetti and ice cream filled his mouth and nose. Yanking his head out of the mix, Sudran looked around to see three people watching him.

“What?”

The people burst out laughing immediately, falling to the floor, holding their sides. The flame warrior felt his face, to find it was covered in a mess of foods.

“All three of you can shut up!” Sudran shouted angrily, grabbing handfuls of the mix on his plate and throwing them at the three. One of the balls hit the woman straight in the face, and she stopped laughing immediately. This time it was Sudran laughing, falling back into his own mix.

Served her right for laughing at me!

Suddenly the flame warrior was greeted by a giant wave of milk.

“Oh crud” Sudran muttered, watching as the wave hit.

Tuariv was muttering to himself as always, "Damn people, calling me a messy eater, maybe I can get a little privacy in here..."

The lizard opened the cabinet door, but before it was even a foot open a large glop of jello splattered into the warriors face. Wiping it off Tuariv seethed until he spotted Aurora, what she was doing in the Dome puzzled Tuariv until another large glob of food flew past his shoulder.

He quickly ducked, and ran into the food cabinet, grabbing what he could on his way, a chicken, a duck and a turkey. Tuariv crammed them all together, one into another, and let it fly, "Beware the Turducken!" He called out as it hit Aurora in the gut.

OoC: Vanyel's first fight! W00T!

BiC: Vanyel saundered down the hall, balancing several plates piled high with more food then was even remotely reasonable on one hand. As he approached the corner, his keen ears picked up a slight rumbling. As it got closer, the vampire casually floated up to the ceiling and continued on his way, the plates remaining right-side-up as he turned to place his feet on the stone overhead.

As he turned the corner, a torrent of white liquid flooded the walkway above (or is it below?) him. Smiling, Vanyel asked himself who could have possibly made such a mess. Following the hall into the main kitchen, he was met with the sight of a massive food fight.

He continued walking across the kitchen ceiling, stopping occasionally to let a glob of jelly, potatoes, or other likewise messy item pass. Reaching the other side safely, he floated back to the ground, the multiple plates still remaining right-side-up. As his soft boots landed lightly on the floor, a large glob of peanut butter hit his hand, knocking his food to the floor.

He frowned, looking down at the shattered plates. He didn't have to eat normal food of course, nor would it benefit him if he did, but on occasion, he enjoyed a nice piece of chicken for the sake of taste. "My chicken......." The vampire stooped down and picked up several drumsticks.

He turned around as he rose, looking for the offender who ruined his lunch. "Alright," He addressed the room at large. "If whoever did that steps forward, I promise not to drain them of all of their blood."

His only responce was a meatball to the face. He calmly pulled off his shades and cleaned them on his shirt. Replacing them, he looked for whoever had thrown the meatball. "Alright. So thats the way it is, is it? Well, how about a bit of chicken to go with your meatball?"

He held out his hand, the drumsticks there floating up in front of him. Suddenly, missile-like, they fired into the crowd, hitting several people and bouncing of pots and pans hanging from the ceiling.

OoC: Resistance Reploid DZX reporting for duty.Location: sig.

BiC: The Reploid walked through the vast place that was the "Pantry at the End of the World". He sang to himself the ancient song "Live and Learn" as it was one of his favorites. In his head however a different task was carried out. Why do I have to get the food for Ciel? he thought in anger. The Reploid opened another door and was met with a... drumstick? The chicken hit his helmet's jewel.

"Who threw that?!" the Reploid yelled into the fremzy of flying delicacies.

He looked around and saw the one person he had labeled the criminal. It was a curly blond with blue eyes and grey robes. The reploid looked up information on the mystery female on the communicator. Aurora the Ominae? A summoner? Who cares if she's a girl?! he thought in his mind.

Grabbing a slice of pepperoni pizza next to him, he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Take this Ominae!!!!"

The pizza flew with a true aim and it hit the summoner's robes, leaving a mess of cheese on it.

"Live and learn of the works of yestersay, eh? Here's yesterday meeting tomorrow! Hang on to the edge of it!" the Reploid yelled, laughing at the summoner, unaware of the consequences of his actions and not moving.

OoC:I'm still trying to learn more about everyone else's characters.

BiC:As Kijimisu was walking,trying to get around the flying food,he started singing a song.

"Give me your French Fries!" Some fries landed into his had.

"Give me your pizza pie!" It landed in his hand.

So after Kijimisu started naming exotic dishes and one by one they kept landing in his hand. So when Kijimisu found some bread to eat (and throw).
He lost his sapphire ring! So then he was running around like a madman!
screaming,"My ring is gone,my ring is gone!" He started thro ing bread everywhere hitting everybody else with them.

"Wonder what his problem is?" asked Vanyel

"Who knows?" said The Repold

Then Kijimisu's long,pointy elf ears started wiggling like crazy. Everybody just stopped and looked at him like he was a retard or something.

So Kijimisu just pored milk on the floor and then after that he used his laser vision and made cheese then he shredded the chese and cut up all the bread
with his claws and was unitentionally making cheese sandwiches. Then just started kicking them everywhere.

Then someone just hit him with a cream pie just to calm him down.

OoC:I'm going to fix the Link for my character.

The young Retuson stepped into a large and wonderous place full of more food than Ren had seen in his entire fifteen years of living. He began to wander about taking snitches of a few things that caught his interest. He wasn't really that hungry, which was a pity because there was so much to eat around. He was scanning a large table covered in all different sorts of dishes when a familiar rough voice spoke to him.

"Ren?"

The white-haired boy looked up to see a Dark Elf with gold eyes staring back at him. Rontu was holding a glass of water in his right back. A long white straw was sticking out of his mouth and into the cup. The Retuson tried not to laugh, the former assassin could get rather dangerous if his pride got damaged. Water seemed to become Rontu's main source of drink since his Hylian lover, Leita, had made him promise not drink anything intoxicating. Though, it didn't matter to Ren either way. Rontu was an ass with or without being drunk.

"Heh," snorted Ren, eyeing his friend's water. The teen couldn't resist. "Sticking to water?"

Rontu hawk-like eyes narrowed at the Retuson's comment; Ren's smirk widened. Rontu's large ego was always fun to poke at ... even if it was congruent to poking a dragon in the eye.

"That mouth is going to kill you someday," the Dark Elf growled between his straw and teeth.

"It's my goal in life," replied the boy. However, neither were able to say another thing, for a ball of mash potatoes was thrown into Ren's face. Rontu chuckled at his young friend's face that was covered with the white paste. Or ... at least he did until there was a large amount also covering his own black face. Ren wipped the potatoes out of his face and looked around with his scarlet eyes for the one responisible. His mouth just about dropped open.

"Aurora?"

Spitting out milk, Sudran wiped his eyes to see that the torrent of milk had carried him across to the other side of the hall. There were several people throwing things again, but no one was paying attention to him, which gave the flame warrior an advantage. Scooping up several handfuls of ice cold ice cream, he threw them into the crowd of people, making a giant splattering effect, hitting most of them.

“Hehehe…” Sudran laughed, but ducked as several plates of food came flying his way. Thinking that was time he left, he slowly crawled for the exit. But as he got there, a woman stepped out in front of him. It was the one he had hit earlier. And she was holding several handfuls of what looked like purple jelly.

“Remember me?” she said, splattering the purple goo all over Sudran. She laughed and ran, as the flame warrior once again cleaned his face.

Revenge, Revenge, Revenge…

The word echoed through Sudran’s mind, and he intended to follow it. Grabbing a plate covered with a salad mix, he followed the laughing woman, pelting as much salad as he could into the fray each side of him, using the plate as a shield. Soon enough the woman was up ahead and Sudran was determined to get revenge. Dropping the plate, the flame warrior grabbed a large bowl of butter, melting it with his hands, and walked up behind the woman.

“Payback is a bowl best served warm!” Sudran shouted raising the bowl above his head.

A tray full of pies floated off a nearby table with a flick of Vanyel's finger. The tray floated over to the vampire and circled him. Vanyel floated up to the ceiling to gain a better view, the tray still rotating around him.

The 700+ year old grabbed a blueberry pie off the tray as it passed in front of him and lobbed it a dark elf wiping gravy off his face. The pie exploded, covering the elf in a sticky blue goo.

Laughing, Vanyel grabbed another pie, this one cherry, and spun it frizbee-like towards a large lizard-man. The pie collided with a loaf of bread mid-flight, knocking each other to the ground.

"Oh, poo." Vanyel remarked sadly. He lifted another pie off the tray and directed it towards Tuariv with one finger. The pie swerved around a young woman, under a table, and hit the lizard-man squarely in the back of the head.

The vampire laughed and directed the rest of the pies toward Tuariv with a hand. He hadn't laughed like this in some time! Rarely did he had such fun! Vanyel grabbed the tray, knowing it would make a good shield, and watched the pies explode in a myrid of colors on Tuariv.

As Kijimisu started to claw through all of the desserts he finally found the ring but,it was in a slice of cake so,he tried to grab it when the cake fell and was smothered by cold cuts.

"Noooooo!!!" Kijimisu screamed

Everyone thought he had mental problems and continued on with the food fight.

Kijimisu started throwing various desserts and hitting everyone while doing it. then Kijimisu snapped and just sprayed everyone with canned cheese.

Then,he just started laughing like a madman.


Kijimisu really needed to find that ring now before he really loses control of his powers.

Kijimisu was all over the place,just squirting can cheese like there was no tommorrow.

Aurora was at a loss. "Why the heck is everyone after me?! I've been slammed in the gut with roasted poultry, pelted by pepperoni pizza, and drenched with melted butter like movie popcorn," she stood back to back with Sileya pelting all comers with whatever came to hand. "and I wasn't even the one who started this, YOU were, Miss PeanutButterBomb!"

The elf laughed, "but YOU brought the milk truck and got everyone's attention!"

"That was just to get Zolf's ungrateful butt unstuck, and then he has the nerve to disappear on me! You just wait till I see him again." The Ominae took out her frustrations in the form of a bananacream explosion that threw the women's assailants backward several feet.