( a ) If there’s any place that can elicit a sense of peace in an otherwise active guy, it’s being submerged, water surrounding every fibre of him, the feeling of its pressure pushing against him. The noise becomes nothing more than a smothered mouth, and it’s—nice. He wants to adapt himself to it: to the laughter, the joy; easy pleasures that had starting to become foreign to him.
So if you happen to be swimming around the deeper end, don’t mind the guy who seems relatively relaxed in keeping in place below. He’ll even give you a wave if you stare, though he doesn’t always have his eyes opened.
(Don’t sleep in the pool, loser.)
( b ) Unfortunately, the thing about being so deep in is that you’re hard to notice for those making leaping dives, or any dives at all—and so poor person that was just trying to have a good time in the pool, you just knocked into something very solid down below, scrambling now against your own limbs.
And if you happen to hurry to surface, whatever you did knock into isn’t coming up itself. ...that’s fine, right?
( c ) You know what you should do after having one nasty surprise in a pool?
Why—engage in more.
He comes out abruptly from below, with the speed and athleticism of an experienced swimmer: a head of dirty-blond hair breaking out from the water right in front of the unlucky victim, a solid, ”Woo!” following for good measure.
And then, turning around a second after to who he’s found. “Oh hey, what’s up?”
(Unless you’ve somehow made a sneaky disappearance…!)
( d ) For all other activities, he will be a dork at the slides, or even giving an inflatable ball a punch around. ...or actually being very unimpressed with the balls around this place, searching around and maybe asking people, “Hey, there any blitzballs here?”, or even, “Is this all there is?” with an unloving bap of a multi-coloured ball trying its best in life.
Otherwise, feel free to make this guy a target for your own watery tricks. Let’s start a war.
2: SPEED FRIENDING
You happy to be at this table right now, buddy? That’s fine, Tidus looks the picture of relaxed on the other side, his arms sometimes folded, or his hands sitting with the cue cards on the table's surface. Especially on his first few rounds, where his doesn’t mind reading from the options:
( a ) “If you could be anything, what would you be?” He raises his brow at his company, pulling something of a face. Please, just go along with it.
( b ) “This thing wants me to ask your favourite number.” Okay no, this one deserves to be judged.
( c ) “What do you do for a living?” Alright, that’s decent.
( d ) “What’s the place you’re like from?” Yeah, this is where he’s ditched the cards.
( e ) “What do you do for fun around here?” Might as well find out what's good.
Pick your...poi..son...??
( ooc: if you have any questions or want to ask for a different prompt, PM me or message me at blitzoff and we can work something out! )
Tidus | Final Fantasy X | Open
1: SWIMMING POOL
2: SPEED FRIENDING( a ) If there’s any place that can elicit a sense of peace in an otherwise active guy, it’s being submerged, water surrounding every fibre of him, the feeling of its pressure pushing against him. The noise becomes nothing more than a smothered mouth, and it’s—nice. He wants to adapt himself to it: to the laughter, the joy; easy pleasures that had starting to become foreign to him.
So if you happen to be swimming around the deeper end, don’t mind the guy who seems relatively relaxed in keeping in place below. He’ll even give you a wave if you stare, though he doesn’t always have his eyes opened.
(Don’t sleep in the pool, loser.)
( b ) Unfortunately, the thing about being so deep in is that you’re hard to notice for those making leaping dives, or any dives at all—and so poor person that was just trying to have a good time in the pool, you just knocked into something very solid down below, scrambling now against your own limbs.
And if you happen to hurry to surface, whatever you did knock into isn’t coming up itself. ...that’s fine, right?
( c ) You know what you should do after having one nasty surprise in a pool?
Why—engage in more.
He comes out abruptly from below, with the speed and athleticism of an experienced swimmer: a head of dirty-blond hair breaking out from the water right in front of the unlucky victim, a solid, ”Woo!” following for good measure.
And then, turning around a second after to who he’s found. “Oh hey, what’s up?”
(Unless you’ve somehow made a sneaky disappearance…!)
( d ) For all other activities, he will be a dork at the slides, or even giving an inflatable ball a punch around. ...or actually being very unimpressed with the balls around this place, searching around and maybe asking people, “Hey, there any blitzballs here?”, or even, “Is this all there is?” with an unloving bap of a multi-coloured ball trying its best in life.
Otherwise, feel free to make this guy a target for your own watery tricks. Let’s start a war.
You happy to be at this table right now, buddy? That’s fine, Tidus looks the picture of relaxed on the other side, his arms sometimes folded, or his hands sitting with the cue cards on the table's surface. Especially on his first few rounds, where his doesn’t mind reading from the options:
( a ) “If you could be anything, what would you be?” He raises his brow at his company, pulling something of a face. Please, just go along with it.
( b ) “This thing wants me to ask your favourite number.” Okay no, this one deserves to be judged.
( c ) “What do you do for a living?” Alright, that’s decent.
( d ) “What’s the place you’re like from?” Yeah, this is where he’s ditched the cards.
( e ) “What do you do for fun around here?” Might as well find out what's good.
Pick your...poi..son...??
( ooc: if you have any questions or want to ask for a different prompt, PM me or message me at