Snowball fight, anyone? 8D

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[James has been getting antsy and so, even though he's been warned that going into random rooms is dangerous, he's eager to take on any challenge today. Energetically, he flings open a random, seemingly normal door, and enters a room, temporarily blinded by a cold gust that suddenly kicks up snow.]

[Once the initial wind dies down, James finds himself in a pure white snowy field. It's nearly immaculate, fresh and untouched. There's an old log cabin off to the side and on its porch stands some kind of weaponry that James has never seen before. Very curious now, he rushes towards it, and starts to hear an interesting whirring sound...]

[... before he gets hit right in the stomach with a snowball, nearly losing his breath at the hard impact. He doesn't notice the TARGETS HIT: 0/3 counter above his head, either...]


((Welcome to the SNOWBALL FIGHT room! You must hit three people with snowballs in order to leave. :3 There are special snowball-shooting weapons stored in the log cabin if you can reach it... as for what kinds of weapons they are, I leave that up to you. :3))

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[starofchaos]

[And guess who's hiding out nearby? He's not sure if he should approach Ocelot or not. It might not be his Ocelot after all. Which is why he's hiding behind a tree, watching him.]

[fancy-shooting.livejournal.com]

[He's packing snowballs surprisingly fast, seemingly enjoying the task very much.]

[starofchaos]

[There is a snowball headed towards the back of your head, Ocelot.]

Having fun?

[He does his best to sound casual, sounding him out to see whether he's his Ocelot or not.]

1/2

[fancy-shooting.livejournal.com]

[THWAK. Ocelot flinches. He wasn't wearing his hat, so now there's snow plastered in his short hair.]

[He remains still for a moment.]

2/2

[fancy-shooting.livejournal.com]

...Oh, you're going to get it.

[He whips around suddenly, sending two snowballs flying in Liquid's direction.]

TARGETS HIT: 1/3

[starofchaos]

[Liquid hurls himself aside, crouching low in the snow.]

Come on, that all you have, Ocelot?

[Really, he can dodge bullets if he's aware of the threat. You might need to get more creative.]

[fancy-shooting.livejournal.com]

[Ocelot quickly sends a barrage of four more snowballs.]

I'll take that as a challenge, Liquid Snake.

[He picks up another, pauses to look around Liquid, then whips it wide towards a tree.]

[It bounces off and goes towards the side of Liquid's head.]

[starofchaos]

[Backflip!]

[Liquid just manages to dodge them, looking extremely confused.]

How the hell did you do that without breaking the snowball-?!

[fancy-shooting.livejournal.com]

Special talent.

[He quickly throws another... bouncing off of another tree towards Liquid's ass.]

[starofchaos]

[!]

[Alright, that one was unexpected.]

What the hell-?!

[Well, this was definitely his Ocelot. He doubts the others would have been aiming for his ass. Liquid brushes the snow off of his ass with as much dignity as a man that had been hit on the ass with a snowball could muster.]

[fancy-shooting.livejournal.com]

[Ocelot laughs.]

Gotcha.

[But he's not done yet. He gathers an armful of snow and moves towards Liquid.]

[starofchaos]

What are you up to?

[Liquid circles him warily, keeping his distance. His movement is casual but he's ready to dodge at any given moment.]

[fancy-shooting.livejournal.com]

Going to make a snowman.

[He lunges at Liquid, throwing loose snow at him.]

[starofchaos]

-the hell-!

[Liquid backflips away, crouching low and throwing another snowball at Ocelot's face to blind him.]

[fancy-shooting.livejournal.com]

[ffff, he reels back and wipes snow off of his face.]

[starofchaos]

[Liquid takes the opportunity to press the attack, gathering and firing more snowballs.]

Have at you!

[fancy-shooting.livejournal.com]

Gah!

[Yeah, he's getting covered in snow.]

You bitch, I'll put one of these down your pants--

[Though half-blinded, he throws himself in Liquid's direction, trying to tackle him.]

[starofchaos]

[Liquid bursts out laughing, skidding backwards and kicking more snow up at him once he's close enough.]

Try it! If you think you can!

[fancy-shooting.livejournal.com]

Guh..! [Ocelot falls chest-first into the soft snow, but he flings an arm out, determinedly trying to grab a hold of Liquid's ankle.]

[starofchaos]

[-!]

[Liquid kicks out, trying to free his ankle from Ocelot's strong fingers.]

[fancy-shooting.livejournal.com]

[He's pretty covered in snow now, but he tugs hard on Liquid's ankle, clinging to his leg and trying to make him fall.]

[starofchaos]

[His leg shoots out from under him and Liquid quickly leans over backwards, arching his back and shooting his hands out to support himself.]

Not that easy.

[The snow covers his gloved hands. He kicks out with his free foot, to try to break Ocelot's hold, using his hands to balance himself.]

[fancy-shooting.livejournal.com]

[Ocelot loses his grip when Liquid's other foot kicks him. He backs away sideways towards a tree, shaking the piles of snow off of his shoulders... then he stops, smiling suspiciously at Liquid.]

It's not over!! Not yet!

[He hits the tree with his shoulder, shaking it... loosening large clumps of snow from the branches down onto Liquid.]

[starofchaos]

[Liquid is just in the process of flipping back over onto his feet - when suddenly a pile of snow falls on him.

He gives a cry of surprise before he's buried - and deliberately lies as still as the dead and listens.]

[fancy-shooting.livejournal.com]

[...Well, Ocelot buried himself too, though not as badly since he was near the trunk. He digs forward through the snow, trying to locate Liquid.]