J O U S T

[unpunchman]

Who: Only the cool people at this station
What: Josuke arranged a "joust" in which people ride on each other's shoulders and try to knock each other off with pool noodles
When: The evening of October 17
Where: The common room
Warnings: You did read what this log is about a few lines up, right? INTENSE stupidity, maybe minor injuries.

Sometimes you just get an idea and you know that no matter how dumb it is, if you don't do it you'll regret it for the rest of your life. This was such an idea.

Josuke had cleared as long a path as he could through the center of the common room by shoving some tables out of the way. The path was lined with pillows and blankets scavenged from here and there. Off to the side was a pile of pool noodles that had broom handles jammed into them for added stability. You'd have to hit someone with one of them pretty darn hard to do actual damage. These were going to be the "lances" for the evening.

There was also a handmade sign that read as follows:

KEYSTONE STATION FIRST ANNUAL JOUST
Tonight we ride on each other's shoulders, and try to knock other riders off.

THE RULES
1 - The only weapon you are allowed to use is the foam lances
2 - If you have any weird supernatural powers, you can't use them. Normal humans only
3 - If you're NOT a normal human and you have some kind of unfair advantage like claws or something, your opponent can use any weird powers they have
4 - If you ARE going to use any powers because of rule 2, you must tell everyone what they are before you start
5 - Accidents might happen and people might get hurt here, despite our best efforts. That said, if it looks like you tried to hurt someone on purpose you are out instantly and also I will kick your ass
6 - If you are watching and looking to smug or making too many smart-ass comments, you may be required to participate for a round at our discretion

Comments

OOC teammaking goes here

[unpunchman]

[redmeguca]

If you want to be on the winning team, join up with me!

[redmeguca]

[Then she looks over the rules.]

Urk-

[unpunchman]

At six feet tall and not skinny, Josuke would make a poor rider for anyone who isn't ridiculously swole. He'd be a pretty good mount, though.

[bastilashan]

Can I be on your team, Josuke? You are one of a few people I know and trust. Oh, and you are also a Hoss.

[fistsofchange]

Lin is big enough that she would require a pretty strong mount, but also big enough that she could probably carry a very small rider.

Re: OOC teammaking goes here

[bastilashan]

Bastila is tall, but thin. Should she ride? I hope so. She is strong, but lean and wiry.

[zweihandler]

Erina is tallish and stronger than a regular human so she's a pretty good choice for a steed. But she's also been trained in using swords basically her whole life, so it's your call.

[daughterofthemark]

Arianna is small(ish) and cute! She's also pretty strong but come on.

[riderofcharlemagne]

Class: Rider

But would also make a great/ridiculous mount. Servant strength, my dudes.

[motherfucking_ghost]

CHURCH CAN BE SOME SMOL PERSON'S MIGHTY STEED

[darkcure]

One small, reporting. Obviously a rider. But very powerful. Absolutely pick her.

Underestimate at your own risk.

Action from non-participants goes here

[unpunchman]

Rantaro Amami | Ota

[whatsmytalentagain]

[Rantaro just wanted to check out the viewing deck, but what does he see when he gets to the common room? A bunch of idiots who actually went through with the crazy stupid jousting idea.

He's not gonna make any smartass comments, but he doesn't want in on this jackass stunt! Is there a clear path to the door across from the elevator? He's trying to edge himself closer to it, but it's kind of hard to navigate around the trainwreck and he's somewhat paranoid about getting caught in the crossfire.

And if he happens to know one of the participants? He'll be staring blankly, trying to figure out if he's feeling shock or second hand embarassment from watching this.]

Jailbreak | OTA

[nor_iron_bars]

Okay people, step right up and place your bets!

[Thankfully, trying to make a quick buck off this whole thing doesn't seem to count as a smartass comment, because Jail's not even bothering to be quiet about her efforts at running the betting pool.]

[She's wandering around the edges of the makeshift arena with a pen and a clipboard, taking notes on the wagers and odds currently in play.]

We're taking cash or goods, favors are also negotiable- but you gotta put 'em down in writing, no backing out on 'em if you lose.

[Try your luck?]

Akira Kurusu (lady version) | OTA

[hairpincurves]

[You guys know Akira's usual station in the Fissure base camps? Small, low table with a cushion pile? Something very similar is present here, at a place that's a good angle to catch all the action on camera.

Her table is stacked with various snacks and drinks for participants and audience members alike.]

[whatsmytalentagain]

[As he tries to make his way around the joust, he comes across a friend manning a snack table. He smiles and waves, but the smile kind of fades when he sees the device she's recording this on...

What. Friend, what are you doing.]

[hairpincurves]

Yo. [She lifts a hand in greeting.]

... I'm mostly recording this so I can laugh at how ridiculous the entire thing is later when I need cheering up.

[whatsmytalentagain]

[... Cue sigh of slight relief. Glad to see you're not a complete idiot like these guys are.

But really that sigh's more from exasperation at this mess existing in the first place, but it's clear enough nothing could prevent Josuke from hosting whatever this is. Guess he's resigned himself to grabbing a bag of Cheetos and watching... Though he hesitates as he picks up the bag. Does she mind if he eats this?]

[hairpincurves]

[Personally, she thinks this entire thing's ridiculous. But hey, stupider things have been done in the name of relieving boredom.

She glances over to him hesitating as he picks up the bag and gives him a thumbs-up. Go right ahead, that's what they're there for.]