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Word Association is a common word game involving an exchange of words that are associated together. The game is based on the noun phrase word association, meaning "stimulation of an associative pattern by a word" or "the connection and production of other words in response to a given word, done spontaneously as a game, creative technique, or in a psychiatric evaluation." ~ our lord and saviour wikipedia GUIDELINES ① post with your character's name & series. ② include a word of your choice and optionally the definition in the body of your comment. -- visit the random word generator if you need help! ③ other characters will reply with the first word their character associates with the one you chose. ④ continue back and forth until one of you just has to know the story behind an answer.

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[orange8ro]

[Smiling begets smiling, Bertholdt.]

Fun.

[proprietydemands]

[That it does! And so on, and so forth.]

Games.

[orange8ro]

[And it’s all fun and games until…!
[Until. … Uh. How’s it go, again?]

[Screw it, actual game:] Basketball.

[proprietydemands]

[Ah. There comes the cultural disconnect. Bertholdt furrows his brow.]

Unfamiliar...

[Isn't that two words...?]

[orange8ro]

[You know, the ball with the baskets? Kel makes a dribbling hand motion, which surely helps very much.]

Sport.

[proprietydemands]

Oh.

[Pause.]

That wasn't my word.

[Hm.]

Baseball.

[Why does he know what baseball is, but not basketball? Because only one plays a weirdly major part in the series!]

[orange8ro]

[Sheepish grin.] Ohh yeah, guess I lost the game for a sec. Heh…

[Wait, no, he’s doing it again!] Uh, I mean— homerun!

[proprietydemands]

[With a weak laugh:]

I'm the one who lost it, I think.

[Hm...]

Winner.

[orange8ro]

[At the first comment, Kel shakes his head and makes an “X” with his arms. No, bro… we’ve lost it....]

Dinner. [Chicken not included.]

[proprietydemands]

[A slightly pained face (but in a lighthearted sort of way).]

Hungry. [He pats his stomach.]

[orange8ro]

[Aww. Kel frowns, and pauses for a moment to dig in his pocket. Hmm—

[You want an orange granola bar, Bertholdt? Kel’s offering.] No good. I mean, uh— bad?

[proprietydemands]

Huh?

[Oh...Bertholdt holds up his hands and shakes his head.]

No, that's okay-- Thank you, or-

[He pauses. One word. The other boy seems to be taking the game seriously. He holds up one finger.]

Thanks.

[And a thumbs up, but he doesn't accept the bar.]

[orange8ro]

[Hm. He just said he was hungry, though....]

[Kel shrugs, and pauses to open and chomp on the bar himself. It’s a little… old… anyway.... But still edible!]

[He’s not taking the game super seriously but no one’s told him to stop, so— Questioning thumbs-up right back?]

Different—? [And he raises the bar again, to finish the sentence. Intention, which is as always very clear and not ambiguous at all: “Different food?”]

[proprietydemands]

[It takes a minute, but eventually Bertholdt gets what he's trying to say. He points to himself, shaking his head again.]

Fine.

[orange8ro]

[Hmm. Kel’s gonna fudge this round:] Nothungry? [It totally counts as one word if he says it like one.]

[proprietydemands]

[Maybe...]

Satiated?

[orange8ro]

[Eh, that works.] Satisfying. [He stuffs the rest of the bar back in his pocket.]

[proprietydemands]

Hm...

Sleep.

[orange8ro]

Snooze. [It’s not a synonym if he’s thinking about the alarm button.]

[proprietydemands]

[He'll allow it.]

Snore. [Looking at you, Reiner.]

[orange8ro]

Loud. [Or so Kel’s been told. He’s the guilty party, usually.]

[proprietydemands]

Explosion.

[orange8ro]

Firework.

[proprietydemands]

[How very different these two are! Ha ha! Ha!]

Light.

[orange8ro]

[Bertholdt’s getting “light” from this one, so to speak, whether he wants it or not.]

Sunshine.

[Is it just Kel or does this guy look kinda perturbed…? Something he (Kel) said?]