I'd like to share an experience, if you don't mind. It involves me looking like a fool somewhere along the line(your eyes are now glued to the screen, hah hah.)
I have a turtle that I got on my 11th birthday(I'm 15 now). I got him in a mall. How he lasted four years with me, I'll never know. (I keep forgeting he's up there!) I named him Howdy, after my favorite ham-ham. (Ten points to anyone who can tell me about him and the show he comes from.) Well, Tuesday I decided it's time to let him go. Around 50 years ago, an old hotel founded on some hot mineral springs, Hampton Springs, was destroyed. There's a park not too far from here(minutes by car) that was made out of the rubble. The 'healing' springs pool is still there(and still smells like sulfur), along with remains of what used to be the front wall, atrium, and fountain. Along lots of grass, space, trees, and a bridge that leads to no where(well, it leads to the other side of the river in back of the park, but there's nothing there but a little walkway). It's really pretty. And hardly anyone goes there. That's why my little band of Organization cosplayers are going to do their work there. Anyway, I let him loose in the river, and after a long goodbye, watched him swim off to find a little girl turtle and make many turtle babies. Since me, my mother, and my grandfather were there, I suggested we play a round of Poohsticks. For anyone who doesn't know what Poohsticks is: it's a game(yes, it came from Winnie the Pooh. Disney runs in our viens instead of blood) where each person gets a different stick, then go to a bridge. All of the players stand on one side, then drop their sticks into the water at the same time. Then they go over to the other side and watch. Who ever's stick made it under the bridge first wins. (I won both rounds, by the way.) Well, while looking for sticks, I found a stick that looked exactly like Marly's scythe. It was long and straight and it had two smaller curved branches coming out the side of one end. My granddaddy found one that looked exactly like one of Xaldin's lances(okay, it was super long and it had flared out cracked small branches on one end) and my mom found one that looked like Donald's staff! (Okay, it was short. I was on a roll here!) Well, my mom and granddaddy(here comes the me a fool part) had to wait on the bridge for a few minutes while I tried to bust some moves with the Marly stick. I swung it around like an asylum inmate and tried to copy his move where he throws it down to block Axel's chakrams. Yeah, FAIL. And the worst fail of all? Once when I reared back, the bottom end of the stick caught the pocket of my jacket and decided it was comfy. I stood there for nearly a minute trying to get the sucker out. When I did, I went right back to making Marly look like a crackhead. Ah, good times.
Did I mention I won both rounds of Poohsticks? I've also won Poohsticks more times than anyone else in my family. I'm a Poohsticks champ.
I'd like to share an experience, if you don't mind. It involves me looking like a fool somewhere along the line(your eyes are now glued to the screen, hah hah.)
I have a turtle that I got on my 11th birthday(I'm 15 now). I got him in a mall. How he lasted four years with me, I'll never know. (I keep forgeting he's up there!) I named him Howdy, after my favorite ham-ham. (Ten points to anyone who can tell me about him and the show he comes from.) Well, Tuesday I decided it's time to let him go. Around 50 years ago, an old hotel founded on some hot mineral springs, Hampton Springs, was destroyed. There's a park not too far from here(minutes by car) that was made out of the rubble. The 'healing' springs pool is still there(and still smells like sulfur), along with remains of what used to be the front wall, atrium, and fountain. Along lots of grass, space, trees, and a bridge that leads to no where(well, it leads to the other side of the river in back of the park, but there's nothing there but a little walkway). It's really pretty. And hardly anyone goes there. That's why my little band of Organization cosplayers are going to do their work there.
Anyway, I let him loose in the river, and after a long goodbye, watched him swim off to find a little girl turtle and make many turtle babies. Since me, my mother, and my grandfather were there, I suggested we play a round of Poohsticks. For anyone who doesn't know what Poohsticks is: it's a game(yes, it came from Winnie the Pooh. Disney runs in our viens instead of blood) where each person gets a different stick, then go to a bridge. All of the players stand on one side, then drop their sticks into the water at the same time. Then they go over to the other side and watch. Who ever's stick made it under the bridge first wins. (I won both rounds, by the way.) Well, while looking for sticks, I found a stick that looked exactly like Marly's scythe. It was long and straight and it had two smaller curved branches coming out the side of one end. My granddaddy found one that looked exactly like one of Xaldin's lances(okay, it was super long and it had flared out cracked small branches on one end) and my mom found one that looked like Donald's staff! (Okay, it was short. I was on a roll here!) Well, my mom and granddaddy(here comes the me a fool part) had to wait on the bridge for a few minutes while I tried to bust some moves with the Marly stick. I swung it around like an asylum inmate and tried to copy his move where he throws it down to block Axel's chakrams. Yeah, FAIL. And the worst fail of all? Once when I reared back, the bottom end of the stick caught the pocket of my jacket and decided it was comfy. I stood there for nearly a minute trying to get the sucker out. When I did, I went right back to making Marly look like a crackhead. Ah, good times.
Did I mention I won both rounds of Poohsticks? I've also won Poohsticks more times than anyone else in my family. I'm a Poohsticks champ.