Winter is For Snowball Fights

[ceasetoexist]

[Pokey may not be a Christmas person, but by God, he is most certainly a winter person.

Today if you're passing by the park, you can find the little psycho running around, building up a rather large mound of snow in front of himself. He doesn't appear to be doing much else at first, just diligently building that mound up which, considering he currently only has one hand to work with, takes some time and dedication. But he is just happy as hell to do it anyway, apparently, grinning the entire time. This is the (A) event you can feel free to catch him on.

Now comes some real fun with the (B) event. Now that his mighty little mountain has been constructed, it's time for Pokey to begin his assault. Specifically? He's tossing a snowball at anyone who walks by. It really doesn't matter who you are or what you're doing. Just moving past him and his glorious Mount Asshole is enough to earn you a snowball to the face. Have fun dealing with that crap anyway you can.]

Comments

[relaxiamadoctor.livejournal.com]

[Fran yelps as a snowball (possibly one with a rock in it?) hits her and knocks her head clean off]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[That was a good throw and holy shit did he just knock someone's head off?

Yeah, just going to go and investigate that.]

[relaxiamadoctor.livejournal.com]

[The body is sitting on the ground though working back up to standing. Her head is laying in the snow face up, blinking at him]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Just...kneeling down to look you in the eyes, Fran.]

Uuuuuh...does it hurt?

[relaxiamadoctor.livejournal.com]

Generally no, but would you mind helping get my head back on my body?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[He just shrugs as he picks Fran's head up. He's done and scene weirder crap before.]</small. So, like, do I just put it on your shoulders, or what?

[relaxiamadoctor.livejournal.com]

Please~ I'll stitch it back on~

[Her body fishes some thread and a needle from the pockets in her coat]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[And he'll just place your head back on your shoulders, fully intending to watch you stitch it back on in interest.]

[relaxiamadoctor.livejournal.com]

[Fran does so and then eyes him sternly]

Were you the one who threw that snowball?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

No it was probably an invisible frickin' man who threw it.

[relaxiamadoctor.livejournal.com]

[Fran eyes Porky for another moment and then continues on her way]