FOOD FIGHT!

Aoi · Mar 9, 2007

A regular rumbling day in the cafeteria. People were scattered around the place, eating, talking, yelling, fighting, or all. But something was missing. The cafeteria was too - what was it called again? Boring?

The twelve-year-old stirred her now cold soup with a fork, raising it up once in a while to lick it. But, who would eat soup with a fork? She was bored, and hungry, but moresoly bored to death. The weeks at S.A. had passed uneventfully and she was all but happy. In truth, she missed the days when she drew on the walls with paint. She missed the days when she flooded the bathrooms. She missed the days when she caused foodfights in the cafeteria almost every day-

She blinked, and slowly a smirk formed. That's the spark the boring cafeteria needed. Abandoning her normal cautiousness, she flung her tray into the air, spilling beans, peas, and soup everywhere, hitting some of her neighbors in the process. In a voice that echoed through the entire room, she yelled,

"FOOD FIGHT!"

Corona Starfire · Mar 9, 2007

Paul had just sat down and began to take a bite of his sandwich, when he was hit in the face with mashed potatoes.

[Corona]> I know you like to wear make-up but maybe you should consider a different brand..
[Paul]>Shutup...

He stood up and wiped the potatoes off his face. He opened his mouth to say another word, when he was once again hit in the face with potatoes.

Guest · Mar 10, 2007

Taryn sat at the table, mindlessly moving her finger around in her soup bowl. She was bored and pretty tired from the sleepless night she had. Her light blond hair was in its usual, tangled, messy, carelessly thrown up bun. She rubbed her eyes with her free hand and looked up when someone shouted. A young girl had thrown the contents of her tray around the room. A bowl of soup was headed toward her when she dodged it. "Oh. My. God." she whispered in a hushed tone. The food fight had only just begun, and Taryn wasn't liking it one bit.

Winds of Time · Mar 10, 2007

As soon as the tray left the girl's hands, Ivan's instincts kicked in. He ducked underneath the table with his tray and threw two handfulls of mashed potatoes. There was no reason to aim when you wanted to hit everyone. He rapidly moved his arms to toss food. A turkey leg left, a pizza slice right, turning around to throw a tomato. "Does anyone realize how hard it is to clean this jacket?" Ivan asked under his breath after his black leather jacket got hit with a blast of ketchup. Oh, right, not very. He answered the one with the ketchup packets with a pair of carrots that he sharpened with his butter knife.

Halloween · Mar 10, 2007

Tear was, like everyone else, sitting down with a tray in front of her, and nibbling on her food. She has been sad for a long while, but also having fun and being very bored, but then, also very angry at her older brother Fury, because when he just got here, Trephas and him got into one of their everlasting arguments, that at least lasts two hours, they always have something to say for what the other has to say.

Today, Trpehas refused to come down and eat, and so has Fury, only Eben said he'll come down, but he just grabbed some food and went back upstairs, to take some food to Trephas, and Fury, then he said he'll come back down, but it has been a while.

When a young girl got up and declared a food fight, a wide smile formed over her face, and she stood up, but as she did, someone got her with some peas, and it got into her hair. She growled under her breath, but she continued to smile, and then she threw her tray up also, her food going everywhere.

GraveDigger · Mar 10, 2007

Dean had just paid for his lunch when he heard a girl cry out 'Food Fight!'. He'd always enjoyed the occasional food fight, but when a plastic bowl of beans came flying towards him, he wasn't happy one bit. Luckily though, it hit only his left wing, and not himself. Cursing under his breath, he quickly found a table, grabbed his bowl of jell-o and tossed it.

Ember walked into the cafeteria because of her stomach, it was growling non stop. The second she opened the wooden doors, flying potatoes were heading her way. She quickly ducked out of the way, letting the potatoes smash on the ground behind her. A food fight; she loved food fights, especially starting them. Ironically, she hated getting hit and covered in food. She instantly ran to the closest table, grabbed two handfuls of food and began throwing to anyone in sight, which in fact, was everyone.

Aoi · Mar 10, 2007

Aoi smiled at the flying food; getting hit on her head, but that didn't matter. She tossed the rest of her peas around, before some jello fell into her face. Many people had answered her call with flying food, and there was maybe one or two who were trying to escape. Holding handfuls of pasta, not caring whether or not she got her clothes dirty, she flung them at those who either entered or tried to duck away.

It's times like these where the school authorities were trying to calm everyone down...

Corona Starfire · Mar 10, 2007

.....

Okay...that's annoying..
If you don't want to get hit with food..I'll gladly take over.
But it won't stop me from getting hit with food..
But I wanna take over...I wanna hit people with food...

Paul looked around for the closest target. He saw Taryn close by but she didn't look too happy about the fight, and he decided to be nice and not go after her. He saw Aoi not too far away, though.

"I think she started this.. heh." He grabbed a random cup of pudding, and taking a handful of it, he rushed over to Aoi. Unfortunately for him, someone else saw him and threw some random piece of food at him, which he dodged - but tripped in the process, falling on his side and dropping the pudding right next to Aoi.

"..I'm boned."

Guest · Mar 11, 2007

Muttering a curse under her breath, she dodged more food. When a bean hit her, she whirled around to see who through it. "ARRGH!" she growled, picking up a handful of pasta. She spotted a boy who was showing some sympathy, and she flashed a non-toothy smile like she always did. 'Cute...wait a second Ter! What in god's name are you thinking,' she screamed in her head, mentally smacking herself. She decided to TRY to rid of her rage, but it would probably be impossible. She let the pasta slide off her hand and she pulled herself under the table. It was the closest thing she had as far as shields went. But what else could Taryn hide behind? She pondered the thought, and dodged more low throws at the tables.

Winds of Time · Mar 13, 2007

Ivan glanced at his surroundings. This is no good. I'm a sitting duck here. He crawled across the floor until he reached a table up against the wall. He knocked it on its side as a makeshift shield, and from his stronghold he lobbed food at everyone.

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FOOD FIGHT!

Aoi

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Corona Starfire

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Winds of Time

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Halloween

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GraveDigger

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Aoi

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Corona Starfire

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Winds of Time

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