The Carnival Meme

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the carnival meme

WHAT TO DO: 1. Post with your character! 2. Pick a scenario and reply to people! 3. Have fun and try not to get sick on the roller coaster! OPTIONS: 1. Games: From classic ring toss to the shooting gallery, here's your chance to win a prize for yourself or for that special someone. Some say the games at a carnival are rigged, but maybe, just maybe, you'll get lucky! 2. Food and Drink: The sweet smell of funnel cake and the familiar briny aroma of popcorn draw you over to the food and drink tent. There's cotton candy, candied nuts, and cheep booze, all here for your enjoyment. 3. Classic Rides: The carousel, the ferris wheel. All carnivals need these classic rides for kids and adults who aren't looking for the excitement of the faster-paced rides. Snuggle close to your partner and see if you can see your house from the top of the wheel. 4. Something More Exciting: This is for thrill-seekers. Here you'll find the Tilt-a-Whirl, the Gravitron, the Screamin' Swing--all the rides designed to make you lose your lunch. Hope you didn't have too much cotton candy! 5. Freakshow: Do they really have a bearded lady in that tent? It's time to find out. Buy a ticket and see the greatest oddities the world has to offer. 6. Tunnel of Love: Or perhaps tunnel of mild boredom. The red-tinted lights and quasi-romantic music are meant to make this ride a great makeout spot, if the chemistry is there. 7. Hall of Mirrors: You and your partner entered, thinking it would be easy to get out again, but dead ends abound in this wacky mirror-maze, and each mirror seems to show a more and more distorted image of each of you. 8. Fortune Teller: Whether one of the creepy machines or the even creepier women dressed up in a culturally insensitive costume, you cross someone's palms with silver and get your future told. Will it be happiness forever with your partner, or will ill tidings be bound your way? (Feel free to use this online tarot spread for extra fun!) 9. Wildcard: Any situation of your choosing happens in a carnival today! Go with the flow.

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[twelveoclock]

You got an off switch or somethin'? I am mighty tempted to find it.

[ Yeah, he's extremely surprised that Genji is this much of a troll, but he's taking it all in good humor at least. ]

[fallensparrow]

It appears Doctor Ziegler forgot to build that function into me.

[But putting his phone away and easing back on the trolling:] Come. I'll make up for the embarrassment and let you show off at the shooting gallery.

[He's certain that testing his skill at the gallery - which Genji is now certain will also be rigged against its players - is an opportunity McCree would never pass up. Not with the clear pride he has in his sharpshooting abilities.]

[twelveoclock]

The good Doc has failed me. She and I are gonna have words.

[ That certainly does catch his attention and he perks a little before reigning his enthusiasm in. ] I suppose that'll do.

[fallensparrow]

I'm sure she'll be very interested in hearing your complaint once we're back.

[Sure, McCree. Also, he totally caught that. Giving him a pat on the back before motioning with a hand:] After you.

[twelveoclock]

Doubt she’d even consider it. I bet yer a model patient.

[ Don’t patronize him Genji. His pride as taken a serious blow this evening, okay?

Still, he leads the way to the shooting range. Darts may not have been his strong point, but shooting definitely is. He’s confident his skills can beat a game, even if that game is weighed against him. ]

You gonna give it a shot or are you just spectatin’?

[fallensparrow]

I think I shall watch. My throwing arm is much better than my shooting arm.

[Genji knows how to use firearms, sure. But he's nowhere near comfortable with them let alone an expert marksman like McCree is. He'll let McCree have his time in the spotlight.]

Make it a good show, hm?

[The teasing tone is back, but much more mild than it was a minute ago.]

[twelveoclock]

[ He shrugs. ] Suit yourself.

[ When he steps up to the booth, the person running it gives him a clearly skeptical look. No doubt this game attracted a lot of wannabe cowboys, and McCree apparently doesn’t look much different. Who else but a wannabe cowboy would wear a belt buckle that said BAMF on it, after all? McCree doesn’t remark on it, however, and simply hands over a few bills in exchange for a little gun.

He hefts the little bb gun, giving it a couple of twirls as a series of cut out ducks and targets begin to roll by on little conveyor belts at the back of the booth. Let it never be said that McCree is lacking when it comes to aim, because his first couple of shots hit the targets dead on, but they fail to topple over.

It’s like that, is it?

If the aim of the game isn’t to hit the middle of the targets but rather getting them to fall, he’s sure he can figure it out. He spends a little time readjusting his aim, much to the annoyance of the worker, but given that there’s no time limit, there’s not much they can do.

The next three shots topple the targets, and McCree would be lying if he said he didn’t feel a sense of satisfaction at the tinny little “ding” that sounds when each one falls. He grins to himself, leveling his gun and waiting until the belt loops back around to a smaller target- a little duck labeled “JACKPOT”, on a mechanical arm looping it in circles as it trudges long its path. Basically, never challenge McCree to a game of Duck Hunt, because he knocks the little guy over too, a chorus of bells sounding in response.

He returns the gun to a rather bewildered-looking worker, who hands him an oversized stuffed bear in exchange. McCree tips his hat, flashing the person behind the counter a wolfish sort of grin, before turning back to his companion. ]

I shoulda had you take pictures of that.

[fallensparrow]

[Genji settles himself in to watch; he makes sure he doesn't stray far from McCree's side, but he gives the man the space he needed to work. He can't help chuckling when he catches the brief, silent exchange between McCree and the game runner, anticipating what the reaction will be by the end of it all.

In sharpshooting, McCree doesn't disappoint. Shooting tin ducks on a belt may not be as impressive as the shots he can make in the heat of battle, trusty Peacekeeper in hand, but he still deserves credit for beating whatever odds were stacked against him by the game runner. Not only beating them, but soundly crushing them, Genji quietly corrects himself when the bells ring out. At least that should helped mend his wounded pride from the dart game.

As always, Genji remains on his toes: when McCree turns back to him with his prize secured, Genji is hitting the record button on his phone to finish up the video he took of the whole thing. (He made sure to get footage of the game runner's face at the end.) Once the video is ended and saved, he offers McCree a small round of applause for his conquest of the game.]

I did you one better. [He gives a small waggle of his phone.] I assume this one you would have no trouble with being shared.

[Not that it's his actual intention with anything he takes tonight unless McCree says otherwise. Just more light ribbing that he can't pass up.]

[twelveoclock]

[ He laughs. ] You son of a gun. I bet you’re prepared for damn near everything, aren’t ya?

[ McCree tucks the bear under one arm and resumes walking, trusting that Genji will follow. He doesn’t really have a specific destination in mind, but there’s a lot of the carnival they haven’t seen yet. ]

[ As for the video: ] Maybe keep it to the team.

[ Considering he’s still a wanted man in a lot of places, it’s probably better if his face doesn’t end up on the internet more than it already has. ]

[fallensparrow]

[Genji is hardly about to wander off now. He obligingly follows after McCree, matching his stride to stay by his side.]

A lesson that was taught to me young.

[Can't be much of a ninja assassin if you keep getting caught without the proper tools after all.

A quiet moment like this that finds them wandering through the crowds without aim, and Genji decides it's a good time to get a bit sappy.]

McCree - thank you. I could have enjoyed the carnival alone, but it is much better an experience when shared with someone else. [A pause, and then, before the idea has fully formed in his head:] I'd like to get another picture.

[Genji puts the idea into motion before McCree has much of a chance to speak. He reaches up to loop an arm around the cowboy's neck, tugging him down to a level more comfortable to Genji. He raises his phone above their heads, flashes a peace sign with his free hand, and click goes the camera.

With a pleased tone:] There.

[twelveoclock]

[ Sappy though it was, it coaxes a smile out of McCree, something a little more genuine than his usual smirks. He would admit that he didn’t expect to find much of a companion in Genji- the two of them had very little in common, but he’s enjoyed the ninja’s company a lot. It certainly beat wandering around and drinking on his own.

He nearly returns the sentiment, but suddenly it’s selfie time apparently. He lets out a startled sound as he’s tugged down, and just manages not to look like a deer in the headlights in the actual picture, schooling his expression into a little smirk instead. ]

Give a guy a little warnin’ next time.