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Post by Clopin Trouillefou on Mar 12, 2009 3:07:28 GMT -5
"Okay, men..." Warren said as he gathered the Infernos into a huddle, hardly acknowledging that more than half of his team was composed of females. "We got defense first, so I want everyone to pick a Supernova and stick to him. Line up opposite with your man and keep them from getting open. And if they get the ball... let 'em eat dirt." "Okay... BREAK!" Warren jogged out to the field, taking his position in front of Howl. "Fools! Fools!" Clopin shouted, prancing round the opposing team and letting out a shrill chuckle. " Fools! Do you not see that you are severely outwitted?” At this moment he was doing a distasteful dance before the Supernovas, with his taunting hums and sneers. He was just enjoying their misery. The coach had called them to attention again, so the gypsy was forced to leave them alone, with a silly grin. He didn’t need to mention who he’d moles – ahem – block for the remainder of their offense. He looked absolutely coy as positioned himself, batting his eyelashes like a little schoolgirl before a stern teacher. The gypsy eyed Nani like the devil would to a potential victim. He would start now: “ Yoohooo! Nani! Your rump is so ridiculously gigantic that when God said "Let there be light," he told you to move your huge rear out of the way.” He looked over her suggestively; that would get her attention! “Sad, no?” Clopin added, giggling.
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Post by Winnie the Pooh on Mar 12, 2009 11:41:17 GMT -5
Pooh’s smile returned when he recognized one of the players down in the field, well he recognized a few of them, others he didn’t. Still holding the camera he moved a little down towards where Djali was wearing his cheerleading outfit and he waved to both Nani and Clopin. When he heard what Clopin said about Nani’s rear he frowned and put his paws on his hips... becoming defensive of poor Nani’s butt.
“I think Nani has a nice rear,” Pooh called out to him. “It has to be the best one I’ve ever seen!”
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Post by Nani Pelekai on Mar 12, 2009 16:48:06 GMT -5
Clopin had spoken.
On hearing the man, the Hawaiian saw before her the prancing gypsy, who was sneering at her and who had beguiled the tedium of giggling.
That merry gypsy's face whose beaming had so often restored spirit of youth, only served to melt the patience Nani densely lacked. To a degree she was being remarkably poised about this . . .
Yeah, right.
She gasped loudly and slapped him so hard across the face; the stadium echoed her wrath like thunder, then, before she could return to the cloister, she stomped back and punched him with even greater ferocity and strength.
Nani smirked, satisfied. "See, that's what's meant by dark and handsome. When it's dark, you’re handsome." She said smoothly, pulling his hat over his face.
“Oh, and can I borrow your face for a few days? My butt is going on a holiday.” She said finally, pressing a hand to her plump hip. She heard the soft, innocent voice of Winnie the Pooh and grinned.
“Aren’t you so sweet?” she cooed, picking him up before rubbing noses with him. “The game’s about to start – wish me luck.”
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Post by Winnie the Pooh on Mar 12, 2009 17:56:39 GMT -5
Pooh snuggled back against Nani, their noses rubbing gently together and he chuckled softly. He gave her a big grin and wrapped his paws around her neck before she pulled back and set him down.
“Good luck!” he said to her, and he pulled the camera out and snapped a shot of her. “I know you can do it Nani!” He blushed, his smile wide.
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Post by Stitch on Mar 12, 2009 18:06:02 GMT -5
Stitch watched on as Nani was speaking to a teddy bear causing him to be a bit confused but he smiled and cheered for Nani.
"Go Naniiii ha ha ha ha Crusha destroy, TACKLE HA HA" The furry alien said while jumping in a hyper like state.
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Post by Basil on Mar 12, 2009 18:26:44 GMT -5
As the official referee, Basil really should interfere when Nani grassed that insane gypsy. But, really, he deserved far worse for making such rude personal remarks about a female.
So, Basil simply feigned tying his bootlaces while trying to think of some way to penalize Clopin further. What a shame there was no rule against placing one's chin in the way of another player's fist.
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Post by Audrey Ramirez on Mar 13, 2009 4:31:41 GMT -5
Audrey
Audrey rolled her eyes as Warren asked if she could handle it. Of course she could! She wasn't a prissy baby like some of the other players that's for sure. "I'll be fine, but thanks for asking." Audrey said as politely as she could manage, it wasn't his fault he was used to stereotypical girls.
She tilted her head to the side and squinted at Warren. "Have you hurt your neck or something? You just had this weird look come over you." Audrey asked in a rare moment of care, how could they win if the captain had sprained is neck?
Audrey took her position on the field and scanned the opposite team. She was like the most dangerous kind of radar... the one with a personal score to settle. And there he was, she set her eyes and grinned at Milo. It was time for payback!
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Post by Jim Hawkins on Mar 13, 2009 13:15:49 GMT -5
((GAME ON!))
"Huh?" Warren's head snapped back over to Audrey, an eyebrow raised. "Naw, I'm fine..."
Warren gritted his teeth. This stupid "couple" stuff was getting on his nerves... and letting Zach diffuse an atom bomb was much safer than an annoyed Warren.
"HI SOPHIE!!!!" Howl suddenly stood up from his crouch, smiling and waving. "LOVE YA!!!" Howl got a football to the head for his trouble.
"Head in the game, lover-boy!" Jim retorted, retrieving the football he had just chucked at Howl.
Howl resisted the urge to kick Jim where it hurts and got back into position. Howl took the ball in his hands, waited a beat...
"HIKE!" Howl snapped the ball back through his legs and into Jim's waiting hands before colliding with Warren.
"E! Go long!" Jim shouted as he doubled back, getting cover behind Howl.
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Post by Sophie Hatter on Mar 13, 2009 14:33:26 GMT -5
Sophie blushed brightly from where she sat quietly in the stands as Howl screamed up to her. The only problem with Howl was that he was her complete opposite. Sophie would much rather stay quiet and unnoticed in the stands and watch the game. Howl on the other hand would, well ovbiously, prefer to be the center of attention.
"Good luck!" She yelled back excitedly, though perhaps not quite as loud and obtrusive as Howl. Sophie shuffled down the seat nearer to the others who were already there, and quite frankly, scaring her. Even if it meant sitting by some of the more... different people, she wanted to see the game.
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Post by Edna Mode on Mar 13, 2009 14:37:05 GMT -5
As the play began Edna started to run as fast as she can which was good for this fashionista. She made her way dodging whatever may come her way as she waited for Jim to make the pass. She looked around hoping nobody is coming by as she waits in patience.
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Post by Elisa Maza on Mar 13, 2009 20:06:40 GMT -5
Elisa knew she should be trying to catch Edna, but she had more pressing matters to attend to. Catching Esmeralda's eye, Elisa grinned and jerked her thumb in Lady Tremaine's direction. It was a hysterically funny sight, watching the lady of refinement hitching up her skirt and trying to avoid the mud puddles.
Elisa looked to Esmeralda again.
"Ready when you are, my friend."
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Post by esmeralda on Mar 13, 2009 20:21:17 GMT -5
Esmeralda looked over at Lady Tremaine and giggled by the sight of the aristocratic lady while she tried to avoid the mud puddles while lifting her skirts. Esmeralda herself was dressed in real football equipment, and looked forward to a real wrestling match. She dashed forward in Lady Tremaine's direction, threw herself over the aristocratic lady and wrestled her down to the ground, making sure she landed in a big mud puddle. She held Lady Tremaine's hair and ducked her several times in the muddy water.
Then she looked up at Elisa and grinned teasingly, inviting her friend to join her.
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Post by Elisa Maza on Mar 13, 2009 20:37:36 GMT -5
Elisa laughed out loud at the sight. Currently, Lady Tremaine was using words that Elisa never expected to come out of her mouth. Heck, Elisa didn't think someone like Lady Tremaine ever knew those words existed.
"Such language." Elisa scolded. "Well, since we don't have soap handy, we'll just have to make due with what we got."
That said, Elisa dropped to the ground, seizing a handful of mud and smearing it across the older woman's face. With Tremaine's face completely caked in mud, she looked like she was wearing a mask. Elisa grinned, hoping once more that someone had a camera.
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Post by Gadget on Mar 13, 2009 21:50:05 GMT -5
Gadget watched from the sidelines as Nani socked a man, not once, but twice, knocking him down. That guy was so skinny, she wouldn't be surprised if he broke in half!
The mouse tried to ask if he was all right, but she didn't dare actually step onto the field. That was a good way to get squashed herself!
Just then, somebody got hit in the head with a ball. And the game hadn't even started yet! Now Gadget remembered why she hated football. She enjoyed watching sports, but this was just too violent.
Suddenly, the play started. Oh, no, now people were really going to get hurt! And the very first thing that happened was a tackle to an elderly woman.
Gadget was horrified at the way Esmeralda and that other girl ganged up on the poor old lady. She wasn't sure how much of this she could watch.
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Post by Basil on Mar 13, 2009 21:54:53 GMT -5
What a glorious sight! Lady Tremaine trampled in the mud.
"Oh, well played, ladies! Uh, that is, er..." He was supposed to be impartial, dash it all.
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