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THE RUNDOWN:

• Groups of targets will show up occasionally during the ride.
  
• Roll one six-sided die to fire at targets, the number you get determines how many hits you landed. You can only do this ONCE per target group posted!
  
• Please keep track of your score! Have your current count in bold, at the top of your post.
  
• The top three scores win a hole punch. Everyone who participates gets a homemade caramel apple!
  
• You are free to keep RPing while waiting for the next targets to show up. You are also not obligated to do extensive RP if you just want to pop in the dice rolls!
  
• The ride can hold a maximum of eight passengers at a time, first-come first-serve. Sign-up by writing a post of your character boarding the wagon.

CURRENT PASSENGERS:
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Hayrides were part of Ashton's more distant memories. Curious, he came closer to check.
The Big Bad Wolf seemed somehow familiar; 6 months ago, Ashton was still a Meadowview student, after all. But he couldn't put a name on the painted face. 5 minutes after seeing him, he completely forgot about his existence again, anyway.
Who cared? He was given the introduction to the best ride of the carnival yet. A paintball gun.
He wasn't good at aiming last time he had checked, but seeing how that last time was 2 years ago, he took the chance, obviously.

Aitana was quickly joined by a large guy, dressed mostly casually, only with the addition of his own half-assed Halloween costume: bandages (or was it toilet paper?) stained with a red liquid that didn't look quite like blood at all. Most of it was around his head much like a bandana, as not to hinder his moves.
He waved his hand, greeting her with a large smile. " 'sup! Wanna shoot crap too?"

Lily walked cautiously around the area looking for anyone she might possibly know and managing to find no one at the carnival. It did not help that everyone wore a custom, not that she hadn't, but she wasn't wearing a mask and her not really a custom was simple. For the carnival she was a fashion model, wearing an outfit her sister said was definitely runway enough.

Lily really had no idea where she was going so she just walked until she found what appeared to be one of her teachers from school standing with a hayride, which made her smile. She headed straight for the ride, but frowned deeply at being handed a paint gun.

Terror shot through her like a knife. She most certainly would not enjoy it if she ended up covered in paint. She would need a shower or two immediately.

Looking up she looked at the other's in the hayride noticing they looked rather calm about the whole ordeal, so Lily stealed her nerves and climbed right it.

"Hi," she said softly to both before, taking a seat beside the other girl.

There had been a good deal of resistance when Elzo had picked up said girlfriend to carry like a sack of potatoes, until he had pointed out that she wouldn't have to walk in her thinly-heeled gangster boots across the pitted ground. That had won her over, though his hand was still most decidedly in a place it shouldn't be! It was a relief to note that absolutely no one Audrey Collins knew was on the hayride, though there was decidedly a fall chill in the air. A hand brushed across her backside and blue hair twisted as her body swung around to look at who might have done it.

Seeing no one but her poor boyfriend, an elbow went lightly into his vested side. "Do you even know how to shoot?" An eyebrow arched, the playful disdain of a master talking to a student written clearly on her face. Sure, this was more Victoria's area than her own, but she'd still spent time in ******** Kansas shooting cans off of the wall with bb guns. Looking around to assess the situation, there was a bit more eyebrow raising; it seemed the population of this hayride was mostly female.

Putting the loaded gun across her lap, Audrey crossed her legs and grinned. "It's okay if you don't. I'll protect you."

Lily frowned lightly when the girl beside her asked if she had shot before. No, she hadn't not anything that looked like what she was holding and she hardly thought the games her sister played on the Wii counted. No she hadn't shot before, outside of the Wii and a few arcade game.

Lily shook her head, "No, I really hadn't thought the hayride would involve shooting, but there is a first time for everything." She tried to sound hopefully and less terrified, but she did not know it it it came across that way.

Lily turned at hearing new voiced and watched as Elzo climbed into the hayride carrying a girl. She couldn't help, but to frown, but then it seemed he did not recognize her. She wondered how that was even possible since they spent a good majority of the first Basterds meeting arguing. When she thought on it, she had to laugh now, the argument when it came right down to it had been stupid, so Lily easily shrugged the feelings of disdain around.

"Hello Elzo," she said before turning to the blue haired girl and greeting her with a soft hello as well.

Perry counted out and took the payment for the five passengers, handing out the paintball guns and giving a small demonstration for how to use them as he did so. "Okay, I don't think we got anyone else coming by this round, so we'll go ahead and get started. Each gun's got its own color of ammo, keep track of that so you can remember your score." With that he gave everyone a good-natured grin, and hopped into the driver's seat of the tractor. "And if anyone tries to shoot another passenger, you'll have to walk the rest of the way. Got it? Good."

Soon the engine revved up to life and they were on their way at a relaxing, leisurely pace. Not too long afterwards a small bunch of jack-o-lanterns on the side of the road came into view:





"Oh, check that out. Target practice!"

(6)

"...I know you but I don't know you." Was all Elzo could manage. Forgive him sweet Lily, but any one might tell you Elzo was terrible at paying attention during any sort of meeting. That and he spent most of that meeting being grumpy and being a general jerk to the senshi of Pride. Good times, good times.
Still, that was in the past, and this was the present, the present being Elzo overly excited at the prospect of getting to shoot something.
At the first sign of targets Elzo wiggled his way over to the side with the pumpkins. His gun was loaded. Setting it up, he made various pew pew pew noises. not even firing. "I totally got this!" He let his finger hold down the trigger. The colors of his light neon blue paintballs littered the face of one pumpkin. Slowly, Elzo faced Audrey.
"That's six kisses."