first one to make that doctor who joke loses

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Who: Everyone! All of you!
Broadcast: Maybe!
Action: Definitely!
When: Anytime during the toxic moon event!

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[boy oh boy, isn't everyone just so excited to explore this... charming... place...?

this is a game-wide mingle and the timeframe isn't super-important, so throw in with whatever you want! play war games, go shopping for gas masks, get lost in the wilderness, hide up in the Iskaulit and refuse to set foot on the moon, anything goes.

here's the main event info post for reference! have fun!]

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[theroadwarrior]

[His expression darkens the moment Theon's hand lands on his face mask — and oh, yeah, he's getting some particular memories, enough that his immediate reaction is to look like he's going to probably bite some fingers off.

... But he's being good.

So instead he'll let Theon rip off his mask; surprise, he doesn't need it for a few hours before getting horribly ill. It's a wastelander skill, don't feel too sour about it. Behind the mask is a snarl fit to cut glass, eye twitching. But INSTEAD OF BITING FINGERS HE VERY POLITELY STEPS IN AND SLAMS HIS FOREHEAD FORWARD, AIMING FOR THEON'S FACE.

See, he's being good.

Even if they're probably gonna take away points or disqualify him for that but whatever.]

[reek]

[ THEON YES--

Oh, wait. Wait, no. This might have turned out better if someone had told him no before it even started, because even though he thinks quickly enough to move out of the way, it isn't quite quickly enough. Max's forehead collides very nicely with the left side of his face, leaving Theon looking stunned.

It takes him a moment to recover, but instead of matching Max's snarl, he laughs. It's the very best medicine and it disguises pain in all forms. He knows this from experience. ]

Is that how it is, then?

[ AND NOW HE'S JUST GOING TO TRY TO COPY THAT MOVE BECAUSE FUCK YOU MAX. IF HE'S LOSING, HE'S TAKING YOU DOWN WITH HIM. ]

[theroadwarrior]

[Success! Max is jarred backward, clearly seeing stars for a moment, and then he shakes his head like a cat flicked in the nose before looking plenty offended. He's lunging with his full body at Theon, a guttural, rabid sound bursting out of his chest, just as the other natives move in and grab him to pull him back out of the ring.

"You both lose. You suck at this," a wayward bystander says.

Max gives Theon a death stare from over someone's shoulder, calmed but still SO OFFENDED.]