All in a day's work?

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((Closed to Susan and Elle))

It was another quiet morning at the First Aid station, conveniently a day off of lessons for the children, and Susan was relaxing with a book of poetry borrowed from Psyche. She'd grown accustomed to the relative peace and quiet of the park and of her daily routine, and of late she tended not to expect anyone to show up with the occasional minor injury.

It never did to become complacent, though, and sometimes even Susan needed a reminder of this fact.

Gravity is optional. (Open RP)

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Calvin and Hobbes were making creative use of their time.

"Are you sure about this?" asked Hobbes as the skybucket trundled up into the air above Tomorrowland.

Calvin scoffed, struggling to simultaneously get his Donald Duck umbrella open and out the side of the bucket. "Oh, stop being such a scaredy cat! I've seen it work in at least two movies, not to mention all the cartoons!"

"Remember how we couldn't actually find a company called Acme that sold dynamite?"

"Maybe we just got a substandard phone book," suggested Calvin, swinging a leg over the safety rail. "Anyway, what does that have to do with anything? C'mon, grab on. Okay, on the count of three! One..."

((Feel free to have your characters shriek and wave at him frantically, try to swoop in or catch him, or just watch him jump.))

(Open RP)

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James liked to think of himself as a fairly fun guy. He remembered hearing once that only boring people got bored.

Clearly, whoever had said that had never been stuck in Disneyland for a year and a half. James was not a boring person, but besides the occasional fun event (like being turned pink), and the occasional not-so-fun event (he couldn't remember it, but he was sure if he had a memory charm placed on him it wasn't such a fun event) this place was really boring.

His boredom was probably the reason he was sitting at the moat, trying to turn the ducks different colours*.

*Whether or not he succeeded depends entirely upon the rules of the park.