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Govoni · 09-19-2015, 11:04 PM

SPOILER!!: Dottie!

Dot it would be then...and yes, she could hear the redhead loud and clear.

So, flashing her new friend a smile, Reagan tried to hold the best position for rolling; not that she knew anything about what she was trying to do. Yep, this was an entirely NEW situation, this was. FUN...EXCITING, even...but neeeeew. But she thought she had some specifics down. Depending on how hard Dot pushed her cushy ball, Rea would roll towards the target and could even control the steering...Which meant when she got to the pins, she could rock the ball to and fro; potentially slowing herself and plowing over any pins initially left over.

A LOT of brainpower had went into this idea/theory, by the way.

CLENCHING her eyes shut as her teammate made contact with the ball, the older Ravenclaw let out a SQUEAK. This was...definitely an interesting experience. In fact, she was laughing the entire way down the lane, EYES WIDE OPEN as she fought against vertigo. SHE HAD TO SEE THE PINS. THIS WAS IMPORTANT BUSINESS...

They were at least a foot off...

...and then a few inches off...

...and then IMPACT.

Dot had kept them fairly straight...and Rea had FLAILED in her cushy space all over the pins; DETERMINED to take all of them down. AND SHE HAD. Looooool, the thing was...she'd probably never be able to do that again. It had been too lucky; too perfect. Oh, well. THEY'D STARTED STRONG. WHEEEE.

Question, though: How was she going to get back to Dot.....? STILL LAUGHING, Reagan yelled for help.

09-19-2015, 11:04 PM	#231 (permalink)
Govoni MO & DMLE Blast-Ended Skrewt Join Date: Aug 2009 Location: Dragonstone Posts: 15,583 Hogwarts RPG Name: Lyric Bayliss-Black Slytherin Fourth Year x12 x12	Post 2: IT'S A STRIKE! [6 pts] Zombie Apocalypse Team Leader ★ ★ in a crown of pepperoni and artisan cheese SPOILER!!: Dottie! Quote: Originally Posted by Cassirin "You can call me Dot," she pressed her hands and mouth to the bubble ball and shouted, just in case Rea couldn't hear her very well in there. It wasn't that she loved being called Dot, but it was possible that telling someone now not to call her Dot would make them feel like she liked them less. "And I've got this." She had full confidence in their ability to bowl over ALL of the pins. All of them. Dot was a dead shot, or at least her efforts in Charms led her to believe so. Granted, a lot depended on the ball itself... or Rea herself. Backing up as far as she dared, Dot took a running start at the ball, which she rolled in front of her until she got to the line. It was hard not to sliiiiiide right over the line, but she tipped over instead and landed in a pile on the floor. Dot it would be then...and yes, she could hear the redhead loud and clear. So, flashing her new friend a smile, Reagan tried to hold the best position for rolling; not that she knew anything about what she was trying to do. Yep, this was an entirely NEW situation, this was. FUN...EXCITING, even...but neeeeew. But she thought she had some specifics down. Depending on how hard Dot pushed her cushy ball, Rea would roll towards the target and could even control the steering...Which meant when she got to the pins, she could rock the ball to and fro; potentially slowing herself and plowing over any pins initially left over. A LOT of brainpower had went into this idea/theory, by the way. CLENCHING her eyes shut as her teammate made contact with the ball, the older Ravenclaw let out a SQUEAK. This was...definitely an interesting experience. In fact, she was laughing the entire way down the lane, EYES WIDE OPEN as she fought against vertigo. SHE HAD TO SEE THE PINS. THIS WAS IMPORTANT BUSINESS... They were at least a foot off... ...and then a few inches off... ...and then IMPACT. Dot had kept them fairly straight...and Rea had FLAILED in her cushy space all over the pins; DETERMINED to take all of them down. AND SHE HAD. Looooool, the thing was...she'd probably never be able to do that again. It had been too lucky; too perfect. Oh, well. THEY'D STARTED STRONG. WHEEEE. Question, though: How was she going to get back to Dot.....? STILL LAUGHING, Reagan yelled for help. __________________ We live in cities you'll *never* see onscreen..._______________________________________________ So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________ Livin' in ruins of a *palace, within our dreams...____________ We're on each other's team*._____