2017 OPEN RP POST

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[rideme]

[Hell no. He's going to win this.]

[So you know those poles they use for raising and lowering basketball hoops? He's grabbing that. And using it to prod the kid in the side.]

You'll come down here yet!

[slammoth]

[Apologies to anyone potentially walking in on this sitcom-level scene. Because Ibuki's now flailing to fight off that pole, yelping when it jabs his side and swatting it away with his hands.]

Not a chance!


I'm in it to win it!

[rideme]

You gotta come down sometime, kid.

[DETERMINED POKING. Probably mostly in the ribs. Isn't this guy ticklish like a normal person??]

[He doesn't think he can climb up there, at any rate.]

[slammoth]

If I do, that means I win.

[There's your parameters, Bull. Do you accept defeat?]

[rideme]

[Nope.]

[He's going to hook the pole over the basket, and pull on that instead.]

[slammoth]

[Ibuki had never had such a quick switch from confident to pure panic, feeling that basket pull forward in a way it just shouldn't. Eyes widen, his arms scramble to grip the hoop to try and hoist himself out--

Using the angle of the hoop itself to slide himself out of it.]

Oi! That's cheating!

[rideme]

It's called creativity.

[No it's not. It's totally cheating, but the Iron Bull isn't going to admit to that. Not while it looks like he's winning.]

[Just a little more. Come down here, giant child.]

[slammoth]

Yeah, creative cheating!!

[Although he does NOT want to be in that hoop should it break, so he hops down, landing perfectly on his feet once he slides out from it.]

[rideme]

Damn, kid.

You're like some kind of cat. Nice landing.

[slammoth]

[Now THAT gets a confident smile out of him.]

In basketball, you've got to know how to jump high to block some guy's shots. And that means landing, too!

[rideme]

No shit?

How high can you go?

[slammoth]

We'd need a soccer field to really test that out, old man. But pretty high!

[Watch, he's grabbing that basketball and dribbling it towards the hoop, jumping up to slam it right through the net. It's clean, it's precise, and most importantly, Ibuki probably didn't even break a sweat doing it.].

[rideme]

... old man? The hell is wrong with all of you.

[He's not that old.]

[But all right. He'll watch. And nod approvingly.] Well shit, kid. Not bad. Put a weapon in your hand, you'd be a terror.

[slammoth]

Weapon...

[He blinks, his voice low, but contemplative.]

I'd get arrested.

[Neither is he, Bull. Neither is he.]

[rideme]

... why would you get arrested?

[Because that's illegal, Bull.]

[slammoth]

...

[Is this guy stupid--he's pretty sure he's not but...is he stupid?]

You don't just carry weapons around!

[rideme]

Why not?

I do.

[slammoth]

...There's laws against carrying weapons.


[His voice is bewildered, honestly. How did this man not get arrested. Are the police force that lazy. Should he be calling the police right now?

How would he even describe this over the phone.]

[rideme]

Not where I'm from.

... you'd probably get killed if you weren't armed, back there.

[He shakes his head, and spreads empty hands.]

Don't worry about it though. I left 'em at my place.

[slammoth]

[Ibuki has to admit, he did give Bull a bit of a once over before going back to dribbling.]

So where are you from, anyway?

[With a toss over his shoulder, he makes one more basket before walking over to grab his stuff. Guess he could treat the guy to SOMETHING. Maybe ice cream or a bag of chips.]

Are you an alien?

[rideme]

Thedas.

[He's totally going to watch that ball fly. Damn -- this kid is good. There's got to be a use for that somehow.]

Nah. I'm Qunari. We're kind of normal for that place.

[slammoth]

That sounds like a planet. Like Fallum Orbius.

[Or...all the other planets. But that one was the one that'd threatened to blow their planet up so...maybe it sticks out more than the others.]

Every alien is normal to their own planet.

[rideme]

Never heard of it.

[Honestly, the concept of planets is a new one. But oh well.]

Or aliens. What's an alien?

[slammoth]

...[The idea that Bull's world hasn't even thought of space travel flies right over his head.]

You know. Outer space?

[rideme]

Never been.

Outer space is... well. Can't say anyone ever talks about that.