[A: Hardware Store (Open to All)]
[Clearly after you've died, had a breakdown about it, and stayed in hiding with your brother for a couple of weeks, the healthiest way to move on is to pretend it never happened and do something foolish to alleviate the tension. He doesn't want to discuss serious topics any more, he doesn't want to see the people he cares about in pain. He wants smiles and laughter again, so it's his job to make it happen. His usual targets and endeavours didn't appeal, and it was the heat of the summer that drew him to this idea.
Having raided Abel's wallet that morning, he's shopping in the hardware store for things all children need to enjoy the holidays. Several planks of wood, some rope, white sheets, castors, tools and paint. Ask him what he intends to do with his haul? Or help him carry it?]
[B: Church (Open to All)]
[Having left his supplies safely hidden outside, Cain is creeping into the cool interior of the church. He doesn't really want to risk any possible serious conversations, so he's trying to be quiet as a mouse and sneaky as a ninja to avoid everyone. He's aiming to raid the sweets and cakes stash that Ciel and Abel keep in the kitchen. Hopefully he won't get caught with his hand in the proverbial cookie jar...!]
[C: Park (Open to All)]
[Having got his supplies, Cain has somehow managed to drag them all to the park, where he sets about building something. A couple of sweaty hours later, he's managed to make what looks like two rafts on wheels, along with a couple of 'oars' to propel the rafts across the grass. Each raft has a flag. The one Cain is sat on is flying the pirate skull and crossbones, and the other one sports a blank flag.
Cain, wearing an attractive eyepatch and bandanna (read: bits of sheet he has torn up to roughly make these things), shouts out at passersby in a horrifically fake pirate accent.]
AVAST, ME HEARTIES! COME TAKE PART IN THE BATTLE OF THE PARK, THE RACE OF THE GRASS... OR ARE YE LILY-LIVERED? THAR BE A PRIZE FOR THE ONE THAT CAN BEAT ME, THE FIERCE PIRATE CAPTAIN CAIN ONE-EYE!
[Said prize is a basket of stolen cakes and sweets, raided in a very pirate-like fashion from the church earlier. Come one and all to race or mock, your choice.]
[Clearly after you've died, had a breakdown about it, and stayed in hiding with your brother for a couple of weeks, the healthiest way to move on is to pretend it never happened and do something foolish to alleviate the tension. He doesn't want to discuss serious topics any more, he doesn't want to see the people he cares about in pain. He wants smiles and laughter again, so it's his job to make it happen. His usual targets and endeavours didn't appeal, and it was the heat of the summer that drew him to this idea.
Having raided Abel's wallet that morning, he's shopping in the hardware store for things all children need to enjoy the holidays. Several planks of wood, some rope, white sheets, castors, tools and paint. Ask him what he intends to do with his haul? Or help him carry it?]
[B: Church (Open to All)]
[Having left his supplies safely hidden outside, Cain is creeping into the cool interior of the church. He doesn't really want to risk any possible serious conversations, so he's trying to be quiet as a mouse and sneaky as a ninja to avoid everyone. He's aiming to raid the sweets and cakes stash that Ciel and Abel keep in the kitchen. Hopefully he won't get caught with his hand in the proverbial cookie jar...!]
[C: Park (Open to All)]
[Having got his supplies, Cain has somehow managed to drag them all to the park, where he sets about building something. A couple of sweaty hours later, he's managed to make what looks like two rafts on wheels, along with a couple of 'oars' to propel the rafts across the grass. Each raft has a flag. The one Cain is sat on is flying the pirate skull and crossbones, and the other one sports a blank flag.
Cain, wearing an attractive eyepatch and bandanna (read: bits of sheet he has torn up to roughly make these things), shouts out at passersby in a horrifically fake pirate accent.]
AVAST, ME HEARTIES! COME TAKE PART IN THE BATTLE OF THE PARK, THE RACE OF THE GRASS... OR ARE YE LILY-LIVERED? THAR BE A PRIZE FOR THE ONE THAT CAN BEAT ME, THE FIERCE PIRATE CAPTAIN CAIN ONE-EYE!
[Said prize is a basket of stolen cakes and sweets, raided in a very pirate-like fashion from the church earlier. Come one and all to race or mock, your choice.]
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