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Snowball fight, anyone? 8D
[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))
[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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[He grins]
And I don't know you and your Brother, but I do know me and mine.
And since I'm clearly not inferior to David, so you aren't to yours, either.
Q.E.D.
[And then, about Talib]
- So he does have an ally. Damn. Do you know what this ally's like?
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[Then comes the question and he actually falters.]
...
[He frowns.]
It's David. Or... a version of him. I don't know the details.
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[James groans. What?]
...For heaven's sake, why?
[Why the hell would any version of his Brother ally himself with somebody who was that damn fucked up, if he was to believe what his alternate had just told him?]
Uh. Is he insane? ...How old is he? Is there any way to tell him apart from the others?
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[Folding his arms, he shifts his weight back onto his heel.]
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Thank you very much for your help, Liquid. [Smilllleee...]
[And that is when he steps right into the tripwires.]
Drat! [Short shrimpy in snow. He's almost buried in there.]
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Clever, brother. [He chuckles and smiles back.] You're welcome. [Casually, he offers him a hand]
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[He reaches up, shaking snow off himself.]
[And a mini-snowball goes squish.]
[...Did it work?]
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You could have just thrown one.
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Zing! [TARGETS HIT: 3/3]
Thank you~
[Liquid may notice that he's trying not to let his teeth chatter. Unlike most of his alternates, he can't handle the cold all that well at all.]
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[Liquid isn't sure what to think of this.]
I advise you leave the laptop behind if you plan to go exploring. There are rooms that may damage it.
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[And his version of endurance training was - Well, it was pretty damn different from most of his alternates, that's for sure.]
Oh, I will - I didn't intend to get trapped in a snowball room in the first place, anyway.
[Or maybe he's go check out some futuristic computer technology first. If this alternate was from 2005 - Oh, boy...]
[As well as gather more info about this 'Talib'. Fuck fuck fuck.]
[As well as - other things.]
Thank you truly, me. Liquid, I mean.
[He doesn't really get why all those alternates of him seem to be so fond of their codename, though. What's wrong with 'James'?]
[And he tries to smile genuinely as he can at the other Liquid, because his brother sometimes pulled his cheeks and told him to stop the fake smiles when he wasn't actually faking a damn thing, and that worried him, somewhat.]
[The results are sort of...mixed.]
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[Liquid really can't bite back the urge to laugh. He bites down on his inner lip sharply to stop it, before giving the man a nod.]
Any time. I've been here a while. If you need me, my codec is 141.80 - if you don't have codec, try radioing it. It'll... somehow get through.
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Thanks, again! [And this time the smile is much more natural.]
[And James turns to go. Brrrr, so cold...]