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Christof fought the urge to aim directly AT the fire demon, but maybe a nice explosion and she'd get the hint?




BOOM!

Willow watched as the cannon fired and the cat flew out of it. Her eyes grew wide, ohhh so that's what they were doing. The ghost looked at the paint guns and picked on up herself, "I.. uh hope you don't mind that I try."

The cannon fire had seemed to draw a lot of boils and ghouls all of a sudden, the tigress was trying to remind herself she was going to try not to turn all shy all off a sudden.

As she watched the others and waited for when she'd be allowed to try the ghoul was trying to learn observe how others did this. The best way to learn sometimes was by watching after all.

When it was her turn she gave a smile at Christof before readying herself and doing what the others had been doing...

PULL!

Malodore reflexively caught the plushie, then tilted its head at it. "This is a terrible likeness," it objected. "You should be throwing these, not the cats. And then fire your publicist."

Mot's grin dropped into a more contemplative expression, tilting his hat upward so he would be able to make a proper shot.

...Bang!

Mot lifted the paintball gun, quickly, eyeing the flying plush cat with an eagles eye. He took a shot in mid flight.

The bullet barely grazed the plush by a hairs width. So close! Mot tsked to himself and lowered his weapon. "Need more practice."

A Riley plushie then knocked him in the hat, tilting his hat back forward over his eyes. Mot turned to see the Riley doll tumble to the ground. Not one to turn down a gift, Mot picked up the adorable plush. placing it atop his hat.

Riley Plush was King of the Hat.

No sooner had she spoken than had Christof pulled the trigger on the cannon, and a cat came flinging at her at full speed. Okay, maybe it was quite a few feet over her head, with no chance of hitting her, but it certainly felt like the patchy was aiming at her. Not that Danny noticed.

"Oh! Oh! I'm supposed to hit that?" Danny looked down at her gun. Well this wouldn't do. She would completely miss with a bullet that small!

Unfortunately for her, the cannon cat was already half way over her head and getting closer and closer to the ground! Her head went a little woozy and she let out a fire-filled sneeze before registering that she was supposed to do something.

With no time left to lose, Danny looked at the gun and then chucked it straight at the cannon cat.

Yes, she did just throw the entire gun.

Of course, the cannon cat was just inches from the ground by this time, so she completely missed. Still, the gun made a nice clinging noise as it hit the ground and fell to pieces. She may have just broken the paintball gun, but boy was it satisfying!

Danny turned back to Christof and Riley and said, "Look! I did it!" She was so proud of her handiwork. She picked up one of each of the dolls sitting on the table and stuffed them in her various pockets with the Christof doll. She put the Riley doll next to the Christof one. Somehow it seemed fitting. She let out another cascade of sneezes, singing the tips of a strand of hair. She promptly put it out, but muttered an "oops" to herself.

Oh this was a glorious sight indeed. While Riley stood with Mal, Jericho watched, grinning as the canon was fired again and again. It had already attracted several people, and it was amusing to see them attempt to shoot the plushies.

Hearing Danny's question, he frowned and looked over at her.

"No you can't keep the gun," he said, "It's property of the fitness cl--"

Then she had to chuck the gun, shattering it. The dragon stared at the shards on the ground in disbelief. Twitching slightly, he turned towards the flame demon with the flames of rage obvious in his eyes.

"Just... What. In the Jacking world. Gave you the idea. To THROW AND BREAK OUR ******** GUN!?"" he shouted, getting louder as he progressed.

Was he pissed? Yes. Did he look like he was about to try and punch Danny's face in since breathing fire most likely wouldn't do a thing? Yes.

So many cannons flying in the air, but so far, not a single hit. And Malodore looked about ready to topple over. She hopped off her chair, walking by Mot and looking pleased that she'd thrown him a Riley plushie instead of an Andeon one, since he was now wearing it proudly on his hat - and didn't that look precious!. She stopped behind Malodore, and wrapped her arms around it.

Do you want to try again? I can help support you. Blatant excuses for cuddling, I tell you. Blatant.

Curiosity, pure and simple, drew the Deep One over to the source of the resounding boom that had echoed through the festival area only moments ago. What in Jack's name was going on? Ys was over like a shot to find out for herself. What she found absolutely delighted her. So many tentacled plushies! "Hee, jussst look at thessse!" Her enchantment was evident both in her voice and expression as she caught a little Cannon Cthulhu someone had thrown and snuggled it into the crook of her arm before adding a few other different plushies for company.

She remembered the Mindflayer as the well-received Pumpkin King from the prom and addressed her with a touch of shyness. "Thank you, Riley. I hope you do well getting votess!" This was accompanied by a toothy grin as she pointed to herself and continued, "I am Ys, by the way. I will cccertainly remember you for the councccil." Besides the fact that the display here was completely memorable, Ys admired the Illithid with something approaching hero worship.

Seeing the others taking part in this crazy shooting game, she took up a gun of her own, following their examples and readied a shot for one of the silly Cannon Cat plushies. Well, she was pretty sure they were plushies...

PULL!