=>[BOOTH] Stack, Flip n' Eat! {OPEN 4 RP!}

[Green Minuet]

Kerras flipping a bottle.

On the floor, horizontal.  

[Green Minuet]

Kerras stacking cards.  

[Green Minuet]

Kerras checking card stack stability.

It's a good stack.  

[Green Minuet]

Kerras eating apples.  

[quiet delegation]

Kaldru remembered about bottle flipping and decided to try again.

Flip the bottle on the floor but looking back.
Bottle landed vertically  

[quiet delegation]

Kaldru builds a tower how tall?  

[quiet delegation]

But is Kaldru's tower stable?

You've got yourself a stable stack! Congrats!  

[quiet delegation]

Finally, Kaldru gorges on some fruit.  

[ImaginationsParadise]

ROLLOVER TIME!

Raffle Tickets go toooooooooooo......

purplerosesbeauty

Cynril can't stop dabbing! Poe has made this child happy.

quiet delegation

Nice stack Kaldru!

Green Minuet

Cynnie gives Kerras a ticket! It's stuck to an apple.

 

[Blasphemoose]

Azrael takes the bottle and at first looks at it curiously. What was the point of this venture? What could possibly be gained from it? Well, he would try it out anyway. With a flick he flipped the bottle into the air and watched with very little interest as it hit the table. It seemed that this was exciting for many, just not him in particular.

"Hmmm...." was there anything he could say on the matter, besides physics statistics? would anyone actually understand his murmurings? "Too simple, is there supposed to be some sort of challenge to this?" Azrael furrowed his brow as he muttered this to himself. "Still, I suppose it landing the way it did is somehow satisfying,"  

[ImaginationsParadise]

Rolling for safe numbers!

 

[ImaginationsParadise]

Cynril had been putting up more cups on the counter when Static approached. A tip? For what, stacking? Of course the child had noticed when his players were having troubles with their stacks but he never bothered to approach them, he didn't have the will for that. But since the blueblood, in turn, approached him, he guessed he could help.

"Th-there's really no hard t-trick for it... I m-mean..." He really didn't know how to explain, but he could show the other instead of using words. That was actually a good idea! He fetched the nearest cups and made three piles, each containing three cups.

"For me, i-it's all about the stack's b-base..." First he stacked the three separate piles at a quick pace, like how he usually practiced. They were close together, making it easier to work your way upwards. However, instead of working his way up, Cynril just stacked the three piles and then placing each of the three cups one inside the other.

"Do it at your o-own speed... I like doing it fast... I-it helps because that way they don't get s-stuck to each other when you want your pile to be h-higher. See?" He did it one more time before putting them back like he started. Carefully, he took Static's hands to guide him properly.

"You j-just count when you do your starting b-base. One, two- um, what goes n-next? Ah! Three... Then... uh... One, two, three..." He did it slowly for Static to understand and when they stacked the last three cups, Cynril smiled.

"It's not that h-hard, you just need quick hands!" He did jazz hands and giggled before going back to organize his cups.

"I hope that helps..."

Micillia

he tries

 

[Micillia]

Static Charge  

[Micillia]

Static Charge
19 cups High
Your stack was unstable! It easily collapsed on itself.

Static watched the other troll very carefully, both to learn, and to try and get a feel for the other's bloodcolor. He knew it didnt really matter, but his lusus had taought him to be aware of it, so he tried just that. As the boy left Static to do his own stack, he got to thinking. Obviously a lowblood would not hide their color, if they got found out they would be culled. Way too life risking. But a highblood could hide their color, maybe they didnt want to be treated with... respect? It was a shaky idea, just like Static's foundation of his tower, and the blueblood was distracted from his thoughts as the cups came raining down onto him.  

[quiet delegation]

Flip the bottle towards the booth counter.
Bottle landed vertically.

This time, Kaldru decided he'd try something a little different. Once again, he flipped the bottle vertically; he was pretty good at this whole thing!