WATER WARS

[tenshinomakai.livejournal.com]

You know what we need? I'll tell you what we need. We need...

A WATER WAR.

It's a bright sunny day at Destiny Islands and someone -- one might assume a goddess or something -- has left out a whole ARSENAL of water pistols, guns, cannons, kitchen sinks, ect. Anything you might need to get your friends or maybe that mouthy jerk a big splash to their stupid face! Maybe you wanna make up some of your own games or form alliances or just avoid getting wet in general (No one likes the smell of wet lion, no matter what they tell you).

This is just like every other sundry crack meme thing: post to be attacked or post to other threads to attack. Make more than one thread for different battles or alliances! Basically GO NUTS.

Comments

[learntoloveem.livejournal.com]

But I never get to be the one in charge...

[cowardly-hero.livejournal.com]

Don't... Make that face.

[learntoloveem.livejournal.com]

[whimpers. Oh yes, he knows this is gonna work eventually Timon.]

[cowardly-hero.livejournal.com]

[He closes his eyes and throws his paws over his ears. He can't see you right now! He can't hear you right now! LALALALALALAAAA!]

Cut it out, Pumbaa!

[learntoloveem.livejournal.com]

[snorts and puts all the stuff down]

If you're not gonna let me rule then I'm not gonna carry this stuff anymore. [crosses his arms and turns his snout up and a way from Timon]

[cowardly-hero.livejournal.com]

Works for me! This is the perfect spot, anyway.

[learntoloveem.livejournal.com]

[Pumbaa takes a towel and a beach umbrella]

I think the perfect spot is over there.

[He walks over to a nice, slightly shady spot under a tree that's growing from a rocky outcropping, and spreads out the towel.]

[cowardly-hero.livejournal.com]

Well I'm staying here! [He throws his towel down and sits on it]

[learntoloveem.livejournal.com]

Fine!

[finishes with the towel and plops onto it, then puts on a pair of shades and pulls out a soda from nowhere. Will just be enjoying his nice, shady spot for the rest of the day]

[cowardly-hero.livejournal.com]

[That's fine because he'll be drinking his own soda, enjoying the sun from his sunny spot by the delicious smelling food cart.]

[learntoloveem.livejournal.com]

[looks over at Timon with a kind of wibble]

[cowardly-hero.livejournal.com]

[Timon slides his sunglasses further up his nose and puts on a pair of headphones to attempt to block out Pumbaa]

[learntoloveem.livejournal.com]

[more wibbling, then pouts and pointedly looks away from him and sips his soda.]

[cowardly-hero.livejournal.com]

[Hey, you wanted this, Buddy Boy.

Timon flips open a magazine, hiding behind it... while he too secretly pouts]

[learntoloveem.livejournal.com]

[slurps his soda loudly, flips open his own magazine...again out of nowhere]

[cowardly-hero.livejournal.com]

... Must you be so loud? [Honestly, that sound is as annoying as it gets and usually what he does] Some of us are trying to read.

[learntoloveem.livejournal.com]

[SLUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURP]

[cowardly-hero.livejournal.com]

[He turns up his music, attempting to block out the sound... But knows it's there... And it's driving him crazy.

Suddenly he takes off his headphones and throws them as well as his walkman at Pumbaa's head.]

[learntoloveem.livejournal.com]

[thwap!

Pumbaa gets hit right in the head, and his sunglasses are knocked off his face. He looks over at Timon, then looks back down at his magazine again, turning up his nose and putting his sunglasses back on.]

[cowardly-hero.livejournal.com]

That's more like it.

[And so he too buries his nose into his own magazine]

[learntoloveem.livejournal.com]

...

[slurp. slurpslurp. sluuuuuuurp.]

[cowardly-hero.livejournal.com]

[siiiiigh] As long as you don't leave me there, I'll let you bury me in the sand again.

[learntoloveem.livejournal.com]

You will?

[HELLO THERE INSTANT SMILE]

[cowardly-hero.livejournal.com]

Yeah... [He knows he's going to regret this]

[learntoloveem.livejournal.com]

Then let's get going!

[digs around in the pile of stuff for a shovel and pail]

And maybe when we're done, you could bury me!