ATS Calvinball tourney

reply to post by AliceBleachWhite


But bunnies are cute and fluffy, you lose three points and are no longer allowed to eat vegetables with the letter "a" in the spelling.

reply to post by beezzer


yum yum

*as quick as flint the knives go up and down , the sparks fly as the knives become honed to the wind*

Christmas rabbit is always the best rabbit .. is it half time treats already?

and beezeer has no a's

* a high pitched squeal rings out in the stadium.. funBOx grins, as the crowd salivates itself into a fever*

bunnyBOx

Grease covers the field of play, which now includes lampposts and something jerry-rigged from bones, and each player must sing their national anthem at the top of their voice until the grapes ripen.

reply to post by Aleister


*with the squashed egg firmly gripped between tentacle three ,two and wanger five, funbox swings from lamppost to lamppost with rabbit in beak, the grease forgotton, a scream, flips him up ,..far up.. through the frozen lakes of Genesistrine, and out so far to the moon no less. he lands in a trail of grease ,bones rabbit furr and # in his meglamanic wake flows the rest of the players ,crowd and stadium ..*

smells a bit like tycho crater peeps , bit chilli tho, think I might put my pants back on at least

*someone in the crowds murmers about something following in the wake*

game on , im sure the lack of atmosphere wont spoil play .. please someone lend me a peashooter

funBOx

It's Wednesday!

Scores are reversed, and radishes are worth 15 points!

beezzer
It's Wednesday!

Scores are reversed, and radishes are worth 15 points!

*funbox picks at the rabbit , now resting in his insideunder jacket,[12 degreeburns] , and gently makes cooing noises as it suckles at one of his many weeping teats]

ah the midgame interval



* a pack of ravaging wolves remark the newly shaped luna pitch*

funBOx

The only rule of Calvinball is there are no rules, therefore, all of you are wrong, and I win.

reply to post by funbox

People reach for a Klondike bar but find dogs and butts and rabbit hatin', but the game has a halftime barndance break as the Lighting Rod Marching Band travels across the field holding lightning rods and tubas and violins and are accompanied by drum majorettes, drum majorettes who instead of twirling fancy sticks with white knobs on top, are twirling lighting rods. The crowds come back into the stadium carrying umbrellas handed out in the parking lot by the Lighting Rod Marching Band auxiliary. Thunder sounds, but that might only be the organist.

Halftime comes to an end, marking the end of the first frame, and ten thousand super balls are dropped from the Goodyear blimp onto the golf course.

Drenched in paint from the first 1/13th of the first frame, and riddled from head to toe with penalty box ant bites, parad0x122 attempts to step out of the penalty box only to find that it has been ejected into the ionosphere. Turns out that the marching band majorette's drummed up quite a storm, propelling the penalty box high into the air where it laid at rest on an invisible cloud, the place where all bunnyies destroyed in Calvinball go to live out the rest of eternity. Parad0x meets the great Referee himself, Peter Beatrix Cottontail.


Petey-B, as he prefers to be called, grants parad0x passage back to the game by snapping the tip off of a carrot, causing it to morph into a gigantic electromagnetically propelled veggie-rocket.

Parad0x arrives back at the golf course soccer stadium field, ready for action

reply to post by parad0x122


THE GOALPOSTS HAVE BEEN MOVED!

Now anyone with a duck has access, the score is reverted to nanoreverbpoints, and an Antikythera mechanism has been taped under every seat in the stadium. Citizens engage in extreme shuffleboard.

New Rules,,, "I WIN"











FAV.

THERE SECRET.

The one i try too remember ,,daily.




Sorry its so hard too read,, its about a Peanut Butter Sandwich.


here is one everyone can,, read,,

reply to post by BobAthome


*after the eight day pause for thought, funBox kicks the ball hard and true. bob vanishes in a explosion of sticky plasters, a tear opens up and drags the entire universe into the proverbial belly button.,. funBox looks out into the nothingness and wonders why he's on the outside*

ooopss, do I still get a trophy?

nargBox

reply to post by funbox

The trophy is to be awarded when the trophy ceremony itself erupts in the landing of the ten-thousand superballs bouncing all over the field, a field now covered with cats and twirling Sufi dervishes. Points are scored when one ball and one cat are tossed cleanly in between the fast moving arms of either two male dervishes or two female dervishes, with bonus points for kittens and child dervishes.

Runs back to the original thread and carries the Martian skull over the goal line!!! The crowd goes wild. Literally. They began to bay like wolves and fly like birds, rustling the wind in all directions which causes crayfish to occupy the field of play, retrieve the Martian skull, and bury it in pond mud where, blindfolded, the players wade and search for it well into the night. Three bells signal the start of the costume ball.

reply to post by Aleister


*funBox laughs , as he serves up a few slices of undefinable, in a bed of wormy protrusions *



photoshoppedoutBox

The middle of the field opens up and a team of shape shifting reptiods come on the field and start imitating all the other players causing a mass panic confusion until a swath of five flying saucers ascend from the body of water near by abduct the reptoids and leave mutilated cows all over the field and during this time the half time show is presented by Progressive metal supergroup as seen on T.V.
soundcloud.com...

And the game picks back up woth a score of 28 / Theta / -42 with human beings coming in dead last.

Teams divide the dead cows among them, the ground crew places fully grown stalks of corn on the field, and all teams team up, pick up the cows, and use them to create a massive crop circle of such intricate design that it solves several unsolvable math problems when seen from above.

"Never touch a worm," a referee blares from the loudspeakers, and people on stilts dressed in bear costumes run onto the field from all directions. Points rack up, angels dance on the head of a pin (gaining tribute per Hoyle's), and the police go on tactical alert.

*resting his post weary legs funbox sits on a dead cow and gets comfy at the entrance to the other side of the blackhole. with syringe in hand he awaits the mischievous Aliester's arrival with a grin on his face*

funBox

reply to post by funbox


Walks up from behind, taps Funbox on the shoulder, grabs the syringe when Funbox turns to look, runs off with syringe to find an ex-girlfriend or two in the stands. The crowd cheers as ex-s flee in terror, again.