duck tales, oo-ooh!

[frigidaire]

Who: Crew & Visitors of the Wonderduck
Action: The Wonderduck
When: a mingle for the month of January!

[ come one, come all, crew members and visitors alike. come play terrible rec-room games or eat awful, overly processed food! or just mingle! ]

Comments

[slushfund]

[the fact that it bounces right back is nice, skipping a step by planting his feet on either side of the treadmill so he can scoop it up out of a crouch. ball in hand, he straightens, controlling his breaths with a click of sharp teeth shutting. —just what the fuck is this kid, a bird hybrid?

and here i thought the dog-ears were farfetched.]

I could think of flashier, if you need habitual scares in your life. [that really isn't an idle suggestion, either.] In the fucking hall, I'd be stationary. Not much of a challenge.

—Do you take your flying into the hall?

[feathery]

[Hiruma should have seen him when he still had the ghost butt.

He scoffs a little, hopping over the weight bench. It's in the most direct path to the pinball machine and, hey, captains play for free.]

Well, hate to be the bearer of bad news, but get used to the lack of challenges around here. [His voice is dry, because quite frankly, Davesprite is fucking bored with space.]

And yeah, sure. I take my flying where I want, dude. Even if there's not enough room.