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[niepokonany]

[VIDEO]

Oh, my gods...

Caldera, you've been holding out on us! That was so much fun! What about the rest of you from other places -- any cool traditions and stuff you should let us in on?

Oh -- Lux, Lenna, I totally said I'd go shopping with you next time I was resting up, right? Let me know and we'll do something!

[ACTION - in the Pokemon Habitat]

[After making his video post, Feliks decides (as he often does) to go check in on his Pokemon friends.]

[The Drapion he befriended a little while ago isn't too happy when he turns up in the Dark-type area. Why did he just disappear off to Caldera all of a sudden? He missed him!]

[And he is going to show how much he missed him by clinging to him. By the stingers.]

[If anyone happens by, Feliks could... probably use a little help detaching him. He's looking increasingly woozy, thanks to the poison. Why did he decide it would be cool to make friends with a Poison-type, again...?]

Savior, I was gone for like a couple days, you big baby! Come on, let go...

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[morituri_nolumus_mori]

[ Rincewind was getting the hang of the warp band. He was particularly keen on the whole 'talking to someone without actually being there'. It meant if things turned sour in the conversation, as they sometimes did, he'd already have a half-city's head start and a clear road to the countryside. ]

Er...in Sanctuary we played a kind of - foot the ball - once. Apparently it was tradition, but within the last twenty years it's gone and misplaced itself in a book...er...down a well, somewhere. Look, it's no good having a bunch of knobbly kneed old magi stubbing their toes on a wooden ball. It's trouble.

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[niepokonany]

...Ok, like, why make the ball out of wood?

[morituri_nolumus_mori]

The rules were archaic. There's a reason we don't play it anymore. "Let thee playe with thee wooden ball. None other ball shall be thee ball lest tradition dictatee otherwise".

[ He considers. ]

It was an awful rule.

[niepokonany]

A lot of rules are.

Seriously, no one tried it with a ball that wasn't awful?

[morituri_nolumus_mori]

We tried to kick an electrocute around once or so I heard. I imagine it didn't turn out very well.

No...no, I don't think so. We're very strong on tradition.

[niepokonany]

Ouch, for real?

That's pretty weird, though. Like, why even start a tradition like that?

[morituri_nolumus_mori]

I think we call the poor lad Bob now. Want to guess why?

Because we could? I think you're underestimating the sheer determination magi have when they're feeling rather productive.

[niepokonany]

Why?

Kind of sounds like they have way too much time on their hands.

[morituri_nolumus_mori]

Because he's got no arms or legs now. Floats magnificently.

Loads. Productivity is about the last thing that happens when you've got soldiers bearing down on you. All that leering really puts a damper on morale.

[niepokonany]

Ouch.

Yeah, I can see that not being so great for... like, basically anything.

[morituri_nolumus_mori]

[ He somberly nods. ]

I don't suppose there's anything like that here?

[ He hopes there isn't. If there is, he hopes he'll never be elected to play in it. Being a fast runner had its let-downs. ]

[niepokonany]

What, like your ball game?

[morituri_nolumus_mori]

What else? I didn't mention any other games. Or traditions.

[niepokonany]

I don't know. Like, maybe you meant like getting watched all the time or whatever?

We have some pretty rad games, though! Like, Rhyhorn racing, and this one where you get two teams on Flying-types running around trying to score goals, and just a bunch of other stuff.

[morituri_nolumus_mori]

Rhyhorn racing? Aren't those the big grey things that could trample a small house? I can't imagine racing them would be very ... safe.

[niepokonany]

It's totally not! But it's badass.

[morituri_nolumus_mori]

Tell that to the poor sod who gets run over.

[ He hazards a guess that it's happened before. He hopes it'll never be himself. ]

[niepokonany]

I'm like pretty sure no one's ever died from it!

[morituri_nolumus_mori]

Yet. No one's ever died from it yet. I wouldn't want to be there when it happens. Bound to be loads awful.

[niepokonany]

You're a bright ray of sunshine, huh?

[morituri_nolumus_mori]

[ gloomily ] The brightest.

[niepokonany]

So what do you like to do?

[morituri_nolumus_mori]

[ Rincewind thinks. He comes to an answer almost immediately. ]

Living. That's always nice. Can't get enough of life, I always say.

[niepokonany]

That's... super vague, but I guess you're doing a pretty good job of it so far?

[morituri_nolumus_mori]

The nice thing is that it's all automatic. It doesn't take much to live. And, if something comes along, threatening my life like an angry magus or something big and scary with sharp, pointy teeth, I run. It's simple.