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Who: Clark +
What: Stuck In An Elevator round 2
When: Wednesday night
Where: Elevator
Rating: PG-13?
Notes: The doors will be magically super-duper-glued shut and sealed, and your journals will poof away to your rooms. Good luck, fools, you aren't getting out until dawn. NO ORDER, just keep it in one comment chain for the main event. Just refresh before you comment in case someone beat you to it. Aaaaand if you wanna start other threads for later when the initial "OMG WAT" is over... that's cool too 8)




Clark glanced up at the numbers, watching them light up one by one, successfully resisting the urge to hum along to the elevator music. He didn't even know the right tune; it was just one of those earworms programmed into everyone's brain. Standard elevator jingle.

Humming in front of the other elevator patrons would be a bit embarrassing, especially since the elevator was so oddly full.

... and then it stopped.

Comments

we need some fun in this elevator....... SAFETY

[bonerforscience.livejournal.com]

This was all very fun and exciting. Really. Ted yawned loudly, mouth open wide, then shook his head from side to side to clear his head. Magic, huh? To seal the elevator door. Whatever higher power there was in the castle had to be a real jerk.

Uh oh.

Ted didn't normally believe in karma, but he quickly changed his mind as he suddenly felt a big one coming. Oh, god. Ted, trying to be as calm as possible, casually sitting down beside Booster. He knew it was going to be a silent killer, so he had to be careful about his location. Unfortunately, being stuck in a tiny elevator didn't seem to give him much of an option.

He felt bad. Well, actually, he didn't, considering how lazy and rude Booster was being, falling asleep like a five-year-old on a bus. So he promised his best friend (telepathically) that he would make it up to him as he slowly let it out.

Let the blame games begin.

ewwwwwww

[givingchase.livejournal.com]

After being completely discouraged from doing... well... anything, Sora opted to kick back against a wall, hands behind his head. Well, they were stuck in an elevator, yeah, but that didn't mean they had to be-

... Oh, gross. Sora clapped a hand over his nose. "Whoever that was, cut it out!"

[brbfisting.livejournal.com]

At first Akihiko didn't catch it until it was stronger and he threw a hand near his face, waving back and forth to clear the air around him.

"Gross!"

[bonerforglory.livejournal.com]

Booster's nose crinkled as a rancid stench invaded his sleepy head.

"Ugh," he complained. "Okay, who just cut the cheese?"

His eyes snapped open and he glanced around at everyone above with accusing eyes.

"Do you realize what you've done? Now we're all going to suffocate because your fart just took up all the oxygen!"

So much for staying positive.

[firsttsurugi.livejournal.com]

Ew. Gross.

[bonerforscience.livejournal.com]

Ted clapped his hand over his mouth and nose, giving Booster his best accusatory glare he could, using his other hand to fan away the putrid odor.

"Seriously, bud," he said, recoiling away from Booster, "you coulda called out 'safety'!"

He mentally patted himself on the back. He could be a great actor when he wanted to be. For extra measure, he mumbled, loud enough for Booster and everyone else to hear, "Man. It smells like the rotting depths of hell. Or worse."

[givingchase.livejournal.com]

... Seriously? Sora scootched back towards the other end of the elevator, bumping into someone else on the way. "Guess you can't hold that kinda stuff, but still..."

[brbfisting.livejournal.com]

He ignored the bump since it was inevitable, being cramped up with so many others in the elevator. He began to wonder why he even chose to take it when he could have walked. Much healthier.

"How long are we going to be here?" he muttered under his breath.

[bonerforglory.livejournal.com]

Booster reeled back in bewilderment, mouth dropping in the most 'I'm so offended' manner possible. He would have looked around frantically for support, if he hadn't known that would have made him look suspicious.

"Wuh - what?! You think it was me?" His forefinger and thumb found their way to his nose, and he plugged. "It wasn't me! Traitor."

An afterthought.

"Safety!!"

[givingchase.livejournal.com]

Sora started knocking on the side of the elevator experimentally. Maybe if he could knock a hole into the wall, and if he cast a really really light Aero spell...

[bonerforscience.livejournal.com]

Wow, this really was a boring group. And the stench still lingered in the air. Bean burritos. Never again.

Ted shook his head at Booster, still leaning away from him, and kicked at him lightly with his foot.

"A little warning, next time?!" He took an experimental sniff at the air, and his face contorted in disgust as he slapped his hand back on his face, frantically trying to escape the smell. "Gah."

[bonerforglory.livejournal.com]

The group may have been boring, but at least that meant they weren't humiliating him by accusing him of being the source of the Bean Burrito Gas.

He got up to his feet, hands on hips as he glared down at Ted.

"It obviously wasn't me! Look at these people! They're all keeping their mouths shut about it. This is a conspiracy! I bet that all farted at once!"

He gestured toward the group.

[brbfisting.livejournal.com]

He immediately whipped his head in their direction, throwing the two grown men glares.

"One of you two farted!"

[givingchase.livejournal.com]

Gah, was he really really blaming everybody else? Sora stopped banging at the wall for a second to retort at the guy. "Hey, don't look at the rest of us! I mean, it coulda been more than one person, but I don't think all of us would have planned it! We're all in the same boat! Box. Elevator."

[firsttsurugi.livejournal.com]

Was he going to have to listen to this all night? Cloud looked at the group. He wasn't certain if anyone could hear him, but if they looked his way,



Even if it was a flat-out lie.