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 Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2015 5:54 pm
"Your head," Chance deadpanned, now thoroughly stuck even as he tried to pull free. Chance may have been taller, but Otto was sturdier, and more experienced.
"And your hair," he added, just to be obnoxious, a smirk on his lips as he attempted to elbow the other with his free arm, though the angle made it less than likely.
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2015 6:00 pm
"What!?" Otto scoffed, grunting from another jab. "My hair isn't turkey like!" What even constituted as Turkey like, anyway? And why hadn't he defended his head? He didn't have very many limbs left to attack the curly haired back talker with. He was at a stale mate. "Well... Yours is poodle like." He said this, but he actually liked Chance's hair.
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2015 6:03 pm
Chance snorted with laughter, unable to contain it. He stopped fighting momentarily and dropped his head lower, almost onto Otto's chest, grinning obnoxiously.
"Oh, come on, my hair is the best part of me," he said dramatically, shaking his head in a very dog-like manner so that the curls bounced every which way. "That, and truly my winning personality."
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2015 6:05 pm
He let go of Chance's once jabbing hand just so he could free his arms to grab the man in a head lock. "Yeah, yeah. Best feature. Your personality and your hair will win beauty contests year round." He snorted, giving the man a well deserved noogie.
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2015 6:07 pm
"HEY HEY HEY - "
The rest of Chance's sentence was drowned out in a wordless garble of mock outrage, Chance attempting to pry Otto away from him.
"Yes, thank you, I am the fairest of them all," he said, voice slightly muffled thanks to the headlock, and he dug his fingers into Otto's sides, trying to tickle him if nothing else.
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2015 6:10 pm
Tickling Otto was easy. Very easy and a great way to disarm and disable his actions. The young man yelped and let go of Chance immediately, and desperately tried to get away. All missions aborted!
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2015 6:13 pm
Victory.
Chance gave a shout of victory, half propped up over Otto as he finally let go, one arm on either side as he looked down, a very self-satisfied smirk on his face.
"Hah," he said triumphantly. "I win."
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2015 2:45 pm
"No. Nuh uh. Cheating." Otto argued, still smiling as if it had gotten stuck. He placed a foot in between them on Chance's chest. "You exploited my weakness, and now I need yours. Fair game."
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2015 3:04 pm
"I," said Chance delicately, though he gave a little grunt at the foot to his chest, refusing to budge, "have no weaknesses. I am completely free of weaknesses, I am absolutely a perfect human being."
And a big fat liar.
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2015 3:29 pm
Otto snorted. " Perfect human being?" He took a chance on Chance's supposed weakness. If the man wasn't ticklish, then Otto would be the loser of this round. But first he needed to pin the guy down and reverse this situation he was in. Strategy meeting!<<*snooooooore*>> Either Tenya was sleeping or she was being a jerk. Fine, he was on his own. Otto hooked his leg around Chance and climbed up onto the man's back. Latching on so Chance had no means of shaking him off, Otto started the quest to find his ticklish spot.
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2015 3:33 pm
"WHAT THE ******** - " Chance bellowed, but it was half a laugh as he found himself suddenly the one being pinned, rather than the other way around.
"What are you, a monkey - " he squawked, attempting in vain to wriggle free. "I told you I have no weakness I - "
Except his obvious lies were soon unmasked, because Otto had found, in his search, one of Chance's ticklish spots somewhere near his hip, and he jerked at the touch, Chance dissolving into helpless laughter now.
"Noooooooo nope no - " he gasped, except it was becoming very obvious that he was getting nowhere fast.
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2015 3:35 pm
"Can't hear you, I'm too busy!" Otto grinned wildly, focusing his efforts on the weakness he'd found. "Ain't gunna stop till you admit it!"
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2015 3:38 pm
"NEVER!" Chance shouted, but he broke off into laughter, trying to at least twist over onto his back, his hair askew. "I WILL NEVER CONCEDE DEFEAT, I AM INVINCIBLE!"
One of his hands seized one of Otto's, holding it steady, but the other couldn't quite angle properly.
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2015 3:42 pm
Well there went his hold and balance. He stopped tickling, only so he could lock the remaining three limbs around Chance's torso. Fine. He wouldn't be tickling him, but Chance wouldn't get to do much else with a 130 pound blonde latched onto him! Hah! Otto wins...
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2015 3:47 pm
"Ooof."
Chance gave a wheezing gasp as the full weight of Otto suddenly bore down on top of him knocking the breath from his lungs. But there was a grin on his face, and he couldn't stop the laughter that bubbled out of his throat, Chance finally dropping his forehead down onto the ground.
"Okay, okay," he said, though he hadn't relinquished his stubborn grasp of Otto's hand. "I give up."
Maybe.
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