[OK but consider: Subete is doing absolutely nothing, but his limbs sure are flailing about as ridiculously as all of him was last week, and now we have to thread a pair of fucking limbs for the entire rest of the thread.
OK, no. Not for the entire rest of the thread but you know what. There's just a whole arm parked stiffly at a corner like an angry delimbquent. Looming ominously and everything. It is holding nothing, but it doesn't need to: as soon as it sees the soup ladle hand it somehow straightens even more and turns menacingly.
One, two, three, four: we declare much more than a thumb war.]
given the fact that the hand will notice the menacing nature of the angry wholeass arm, and just seem to straighten up. elongated fingers, holding onto more tightly onto the soup ladle
before it seems to swing it around and point it directly at the angry arm
[I just realized I wrote that the arm could see so pretend it's seeing with like its aura or its spirit or something. This arm has A+ perception. But it is, sadly, unarmed.
That doesn't stop it from ever so slowly leaning away from the wall, swiveling to keep its soup ladle nemesis in its (metaphorical?) sights. There are no arm guards for it to garde with, but what it can do is lower itself slightly, fingers out and in a claw formation. It is in fact a fairly muscular arm, so at least it has that going for it.
Then it makes a lazy, beckoning motion. Quit twiddling your thumb.]
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OK, no. Not for the entire rest of the thread but you know what. There's just a whole arm parked stiffly at a corner like an angry delimbquent. Looming ominously and everything. It is holding nothing, but it doesn't need to: as soon as it sees the soup ladle hand it somehow straightens even more and turns menacingly.
One, two, three, four: we declare much more than a thumb war.]
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this is too funny to pass up
given the fact that the hand will notice the menacing nature of the angry wholeass arm, and just seem to straighten up. elongated fingers, holding onto more tightly onto the soup ladle
before it seems to swing it around and point it directly at the angry arm
en garde]
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That doesn't stop it from ever so slowly leaning away from the wall, swiveling to keep its soup ladle nemesis in its (metaphorical?) sights. There are no arm guards for it to garde with, but what it can do is lower itself slightly, fingers out and in a claw formation. It is in fact a fairly muscular arm, so at least it has that going for it.
Then it makes a lazy, beckoning motion. Quit twiddling your thumb.]