COLORS OF THE WIND — EVENT 01

[PINCHER]

Warfare divison. The one that most believed would be the hardest or darkest event in the Typhoon but in reality, the pirates weren't all blood-thirsty assholes searching to ruin lives. Sure a majority of them tended to carry more sins than one normally should but that did not mean that they weren't unable to experience the enjoyment of fun especially when it came to a competitive game like the one for the warfare divison. Pincher had been to various lands that were scattered across the world and had learned multiple traditions and holidays that he now blended into the Typhoon, creating a giant mixing pot of identities. Now, Pincher's desire to have a competitive yet entertaining event had been inspired by a holiday he had seen in another country, one far away where the island was on but the memories rang clear in his head and he wanted to recreate them.

Behind the waterfall, the hidden colosseum that was used for sparring was now going to be used for a different sort of arena like a game. The concrete ruins were now laced with fairylights that allowed brightness in the darkness of the waterfall cave, the lights flashing various colors of the rainbow and once one entered the arena of the colosseum, they would catch sight of flat large bowls stacked with...powder? Powder of multiple shades prepared to be thrown. There were even buckets of water balloons filled with dyed water and as Pincher arrived first, he went to snatch a red water balloon and sneak behind one of the statues that filled the arena. His dark ears pricked when he heard footsteps and without caring who it was, he aimed to throw the water balloon towards whoever had decided to join in. "Get wrecked!" he would explain with a wicked sly grin.

( next person to post can either dodge it or get it by it !! )

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© MADI

[CAESAR CIPHER.]

REIGN HAVOC FROM ABOVE !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. PRIVATEER.

Big surprise, but Caesar absolutely hated this carnival. He wasn't the one for traditions, and seeing that Pincher had actually gone through with this damn celebration was honestly pissing Caesar off. But of course, being an Officer, he was practically expected to be apart of the group's activities and be 'social'. Caesar had been relaxing in the colosseum, assuming this would be a great place to hide. But, as he would soon learn in a few seconds, he was terribly wrong.

The water balloon Pincher threw hit Caesar on the side, practically knocking the savannah over. "What the FUCK!" The demon screeched, his fur puffed up and his ears pinned back as he scrambled to his paws, trying to look for the fucker that threw the water balloon at him.

#psychosocial.