raced_god: (So goddamn stoic hell yeah)
Captain Falcon ([personal profile] raced_god) wrote in [community profile] smash_logs2013-09-29 07:31 pm

ffffooootbaaaaaallllll

Who: Falcon, Max, and YOU. New team members, old team members. Lurkers. Cheerleaders?
What: FOOZEBALL TRYOUTS
When: BACKDATED Friday, September 27th.
Where: The football field.
Warnings: Whoooo even knows.

[It is a BEAUTIFUL late September evening. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and the pants were dead the football field is clear, except for various equipment and crates of SPORTING GOODS.

Falcon and Max are already there, probably trying to out-man each other. Look at them. They are beautiful.
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[At six PM sharp, Falcon gathers the group together with a blow of the whistle.]

All right, ladies, listen up.

If you've played before, you probably know what's going on. But for the new guys--hi. Welcome. Obviously, if you're here, you want to be on the team, and you're going to have to show me that you deserve that spot.

Before we start, I want to go over a few things. I'm Falcon, your coach, if you don't know me. To my right is my assistant coach, Max, who I'm sure most of you already know. And he knows what he's doing, so listen to him.

Leave your personal vendettas at the door. Foul play will get you a one-way ticket out of here. I don't need jackasses and poor sports on this team. Old players? I don't want to see any slacking off. You guys are supposed to be the example.

What we're going to do today is easy. Football is all about power, speed, and teamwork, with emphasis on the teamwork. No one here is a star player, so don't act like one. Everyone just show me the best you've got.

We'll start with a warm up. I want everyone to get stretched out and introduce yourselves, especially if you're new. After that, we'll run a few laps.

[He gestures to the crates, then folds his arms in his best attempt to look authoritative.]

If you don't have gear, it's been provided. If you need help getting suited up, let one of us know. If we have time, I'll separate you guys into two teams and we'll have a scrimmage. Sound good?
icequeen_aran: (grin; what you see before you die)

[personal profile] icequeen_aran 2013-10-04 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
OKAY.

MORE BED FOR ME.
icequeen_aran: (falconnn cannon points)

[personal profile] icequeen_aran 2013-10-04 06:30 am (UTC)(link)
[NO NOT ALLOWED. Flicking more popcorn at him while shouting across the bleacher like an adult.]

I HAVE OBJECTIONS.
icequeen_aran: (NO THAT'S DUMB)

[personal profile] icequeen_aran 2013-10-04 06:45 am (UTC)(link)
YOU NEED MORE QUALITY TIME WITH YOUR SOCKS.
icequeen_aran: (helmet; eeyup)

[personal profile] icequeen_aran 2013-10-04 07:23 am (UTC)(link)
[Shh no more yelling. Just a quick subtle if slightly lewd gesture with her hand that says more than words could say about him and him needing to spend quality time with his socks.]
icequeen_aran: (drink tea like a classy bitch)

[personal profile] icequeen_aran 2013-10-04 08:03 pm (UTC)(link)
I'LL TAKE THAT OFFER INTO CONSIDERATION.
icequeen_aran: (is that the internets)

[personal profile] icequeen_aran 2013-10-04 08:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[How many ways can they bang on the couch? How many...? How long before a rogue sock will interrupt them from deep within the couch's cavernous bowels...?

These are things she thinks about while sitting there eating her popcorn.]