WEEK 3

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Well finally deaths are starting to happen in this hell park, and for the amount of shitposting this round is, I'll admit I'm pleasently surprised to see how determined people are to make sure this doesn't happen again.

... Not that it'll matter of course, but it's the thought that counts.

Still, once you wake up on Saturday, you'll find that a new land has opened up! It... sure is a new land, at least?]

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Comments

[fiftyyearspast]

If you're the real Gandhi, what was his most greatest quo- [the samurai now realizes how dumb he sounds. time travel is confusing???? time travel is confusing.] ...Okay, that's fair. But I still don't think you should drink this! It's gonna mess you up, believe me.

[standsforrevenge]

I think I deserve a beer after all those hunger strikes, thank you very much!

[fiftyyearspast]

How about this? Beat me at um...what's that game called? [mimes rock paper scissors. He's seen a few kids in the Future play it, albeit in some alien/robotic language.]

[standsforrevenge]

Ha! I'm a rock-paper-scissors champ! How else do you think I won India's independence?

[gandhi no]

[fiftyyearspast]

[Jack opens his mouth to debate it, but then decides not to challenge it. gandhi is so valid]

Alright, here goes. Rock, paper, scissors--

[he's picking rock-]

[standsforrevenge]

I got this bro. Rock, paper- SCISSORS!

[NO ONE CAN BEAT THE SCISSORS??]

[fiftyyearspast]

[That gets a good-hearted laugh out of him!] Looks like I win, Gandhi. No beer for you. [Although the kid's more than welcome to try again? just punch the samurai it's fine]

[standsforrevenge]

[say WHAT]

Yeah! Two outta three, bro!

[He throws scissors again]

[fiftyyearspast]

[Rock! and he wins again-] Tell you what, I'll make it fair with best of five. What do you say?

[standsforrevenge]

You.

Are.

ON.

[spoilers: scissors]

[fiftyyearspast]

[he's picking paper this time] Ohhh you're catching up! [Three more to go- He's back to rock next]

[standsforrevenge]

HA! See? Still got it!

[seriously he's just gonna keep going scissors]

[fiftyyearspast]

[Jack gently fistbumps against the 'scissors'. this is so sad alexa play despacito]

What score are we at?

[Maybe if he stalls long enough they'll both forget the beer-]

[standsforrevenge]

[NO... he's so close...]

I'm about to kick your ass is what the score is!

[fiftyyearspast]

A bold statement from the great Gandhi himself!

[Jack please stop torturing this poor kid. Also he's going for rock again]

[standsforrevenge]

Don't underestimate me, man! I'm famous!

[THIS IS IT. TIME FOR... SCISSORS]

[fiftyyearspast]

Of course! There's no higher honour than beating Gandhi at a kid's game. [HE'S....TEASING LIKE SOME SHITTY GRANDPA]