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The game was simple. Roll the ball, get it in, get points, profit. Or whatever. Uru didn't particularly mind it, it was simple and thoughtless really. It was oddly relaxing, until he had to calculate his score.

"10, 10, 40, 10, 40, 40, 10, 10, 30... an even 200." According to the board, he had won a ticket. He still hadn't figured out what the raffle tickets were for, but he was hoarding them at this point.

Ryou was ready to come back and do better at skeeball. And indeed, he did get a lot better this time. His total ended up being 240, a whole hundred points above his previous score.

Skeeball! Quillan sure hadn't played that in a long time. He tried his best to aim for the center, but his skills were a tad bit rusty. Still, he had to say he did moderately well. "Thanks for letting me play!", Quillan said to the cheshire sitting on top of the machine.

Titus had been rather upset with the last game but had stopped to give another one a try. The demon stared at the cat sitting above the machine for a long while before he focused on the game and figured out what he was supposed to do. His aim hadn't been all that great last time but he was still blaming the game itself. Hopefully this time his chances would be better.

Apparently he wasn't that much improved but he did a little better with this game than the last. He managed just enough points to at least warrant a carnival ticket which he supposed was better than nothing at all.

Deszeld had never, in her life, played skeeball before. Her first few throws were nothing impressive. Her fourth was a thing of beauty, and Deszeld let out a chlorine-flavored breath of pride. Overall, she'd done very well for herself, and once she was finished, she leaned up against the table.

"I am very good at this game. I require a prize."

Carlos was wandering around mostly just staring at everyone. Everyone and everything. His ears twitched to and fro as he wandered the booths.

It was all so exciting, students were playing and laughing and things were been thrown and tossed in every direction. There were all kinds of things he had passed clothing booths and fishing booths and it was all so exciting.

Using his illusion hands Carlos grabbed a whole handful of balls and threw them every which way at the target. It seemed h made the target well enough, he got a couple 100 pointers some how. Was it luck? Probably.

"Oh hi hi hi!" Carlos climbed up on the table and plopped down next to the Cheshire cat.

"Sounds and sights a plenty. Fish to catch and balls to chase." Carlos settled down wrapping his tail around himself, over his little body and rested his chin on it. It looked like another Cheshire cat had joined this table.


"Fun in every direction." his ears twitched continuously straining as if trying to pic up every sound, his eyes wide trying to see everything. Carlos was happy, if a bit overwhelmed with all the creeple.