The Park [afternoon]

[nojesusfreak.livejournal.com]

After tearing through his house like a kid on a sugar high (which, well, he had been), Biff finally discovered Outside.

"Let's play Stone the Adulteress!" he cried to whoever was around before gathering up some rocks.

Children's games two thousand years ago were odd.

[OOC: So very open.]

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[colourfulscents.livejournal.com]

"How do you play that?" asked Angua, back at the park, but remaining human because she'd already been playing as a pup all morning, and, besides, nibbling at the bacon sammich between her hands was easier when she had opposable thumbs. She took a big bite and chewed it slowly as she stared expectantly at the human boy. She hoped it was an easy game; she was feeling like it was almost time for a nap.

[nojesusfreak.livejournal.com]

"I throw rocks at you and you duck!" Biff said, nodding. "And that's how we know you're not a real adulteress. Because the Lord would let you get smote otherwise."

[colourfulscents.livejournal.com]

"Why's it got to be rocks thrown at me?" asked Angua, frowning in deep disapproval of this idea, but, hey, at least it didn't involve flaming torches and pitchforks like the Angry Mob Storming the Monster's Castle game. "Why can't we throw them at you instead?"

[nojesusfreak.livejournal.com]

"Because boys can't be adulteresses," Biff said. "Duh."

[colourfulscents.livejournal.com]

"But they can be adulterers," Angua pointed out. She didn't know what the word meant, of course, but she did know about masculine and feminine word ending thingies. "So we could play..." She bit into the sandwich again, chewed it thoughtfully, "Chase Down the Adulterer and Tear Off His Limbs?"

Werewolf games were pretty odd, too.

[solesofmyfeet.livejournal.com]

There were days that Vimes was reminded very strongly of Ankh-Morpork. Generally when things like that were said.

He sighed and shook his head.

"None of that."

[nojesusfreak.livejournal.com]

Biff immediately put on an innocent look. "None of what?"

[solesofmyfeet.livejournal.com]

"There will be no stoning of people. Adulterous or otherwise."

[nojesusfreak.livejournal.com]

"Oh, most of the time they're fine," Biff informed him airily. "You have to be nimble. You can't just stand there like Lot's wife."

[solesofmyfeet.livejournal.com]

"I'm sure," Vimes replied with the air of someone who had no idea what you were talking about and didn't rightly care. "Now go play something sensible. Like--footie."

Where was Carrot when you needed him?

[officetightass]

Angela had finally left her room, holding a cat dressed as a baby doll by the neck as it tried to get away. "How d' you play that?" she wondered.

[nojesusfreak.livejournal.com]

"You need some rocks," Biff said. "And then you throw them at someone and they have to duck."

[officetightass]

Angela frowned. She looked very stern when she did that, it was a natural talent. "That's not very nice. You're gonna get in trouble."

[nojesusfreak.livejournal.com]

"Am not," Biff said. "This is a traditional game."

[officetightass]

"Then why don't I know about it?" she asked.

[eager-platypus.livejournal.com]

It didn't matter if her father wasn't here, Ziva was still going to go outside and exercise like she was supposed to. When she got to the park, she couldn't help but overhear Biff, and she stared at him for a moment. "That is not very nice," she said. "You are not supposed to stone people anymore." That didn't mean people didn't of course, but that's because they were mean.

[nojesusfreak.livejournal.com]

"Why not?" Biff asked. "If they move fast enough, it hardly hurts."

[eager-platypus.livejournal.com]

"Because it is not fair," Ziva said. "How would you like to have rocks thrown at you by people bigger and stronger than you?"

[nojesusfreak.livejournal.com]

"Whoever said life was fair?" Biff said. "You gotta learn to be nimble."

[eager-platypus.livejournal.com]

"I am very nimble," Ziva said. "That does not mean I want to have things thrown at me. Especially by a boy."

[feedsonchaos.livejournal.com]

"That's not a real game, silly," Hope said with all the loftiness of an eight-year-old girl raised in high society.

Which, face it, was a lot of loftiness.

[nojesusfreak.livejournal.com]

"Of course it is," Biff said. "Would you rather play Kick the Canaanite?"

[feedsonchaos.livejournal.com]

"Your games are mean," Hope decided. "... I don't have to be the Canaanite, do I?"

[nojesusfreak.livejournal.com]

"Well, yeah," Biff said in a kind of "duh" tone.

[feedsonchaos.livejournal.com]

"That's no fun! Can't we make someone else be the Canaanite?"

Hey, she might've been on to something there...