national kick a tall person day

[weenwoon]

Who: you and Hythlodaeus! Or you and any other person taller than you. Or shorter than you.
Where: errywhere around Mango City
When: October 25
What: national kick a tall person day! Get 'em in the shins!

[As you walk around the city, be it for pleasure or on some errand, there is a very good chance that you will suddenly be swarmed by tiny kids who arrive to happily kick you in the shins. Fortunately, they are still very small, so the kicks are about as effective as being slapped with a soft toy. In fact, some of them choose to press their Pokemon's paws against your ankles instead. Upon questioning, the kids happily explain: it's kick day! The day you can kick if you're small! A day of revenge, cries one of the kids!

An older child, tagging behind the group - clearly the designated babysitter, and bored of the antics, - explains that it's the National Kick A Tall Person Day. That's it, really. You kick anyone taller than you in the shins, - here she half-heartedly taps your legs with her foot, - and you can try to dodge kicks from shorter people. The toddlers love it.

There you have it. You are now free to participate in tormenting anyone taller than you! It seems like the power of the kick is fully dependent on your desire. Do you take this chance at revenge? Do you ignore it to go about your business and avoid further attacks for the day? Do you have an (ir)rational fear of getting kicked and hole up in your room for the day?

Should you try to return the kick favour, however, the kids stop you, frowning, and explain that no, you're not allowed to kick back, you're only allowed to throw the shorter people! Almost immediately, you are surrounded by children demanding you throw them up and down. Enjoy!

For those looking to extract revenge, be it for your height-related complex or for his personal transgressions, Hythlo is wandering around the city on his day off. Go get him.]

Comments

[authoriser]

No--who the hell is Duri?

[ She grinds her heel onto Hythlo's back now. ]

Are you calling me old? I'll kill you, tree.

[weenwoon]

[... Actually, that's not too bad, he's still getting back pain at times. Thanks for the massage, hsy. He manages to chuckle through gritted teeth.]

I-Indeed? And what then, pray tell?

[hsy: i'll kill you
hythlo: haha and then what ;)]

[authoriser]

[ What Hythlo will hear next is the sound of a fingersnap, followed by the sensation of something like a cement block slamming down onto Hythlo's back.

Ditto sure is handy. ]

[weenwoon]

[Hythlo actually yells and slams a fist down on the ground in a hopeless attempt to relieve some of the pain, only adding to it because now his hand hurts too. Good job. Hsy, you're going to break his spine.

But even on the brink of death he refuses to give up on his brand.]

A-A little... t-to the right... got a cramp there...

[Please tell him you don't have two Dittos.]

[authoriser]

[ She doesn't have two Dittos, but... well, she was going to do something, but now Hythlo just feels creepy to her. ]

Oh my god, you're enjoying this, aren't you? You maso.

[weenwoon]

[Yes, well, whose fault is that. He sighs, relieved that she doesn't seem to be ready to drop another cement block on him. He wants to live.]

If I say yes, that should get you to stop, correct?

[authoriser]

[ You know what, she's changing her mind. In addition to that cement block, it feels like there's another person stepping on Hythlo's upper back. ]

[weenwoon]

[He's not going to cry. He's NOT going to cry but by the heavens, that hurts. He's just slapping the sidewalk helplessly, like they do in wrestling or something, teeth clenched and eyes screwed shut. What did he do to deserve this.]

A-At least get to know me better before trying to murder me! Do you truly wish to use my height as a motive?! The police shall just laugh at you!

[authoriser]

Assuming the police can even catch me.

[ That's another person on your back, Hythlo. He can feel five feet and a cement block on him now. Godspeed. ]

[weenwoon]

[... Okay what the fuck. He holds up a hand. It's getting harder to breathe, but he needs to ask.]

A-Are there more of you?..

[authoriser]

Good guess, tree.

[ The original Sooyoung steps off Hythlo and goes to stand in front of his face. ]

Since you're so tall, you should be able to take some hits, right?

[weenwoon]

[Hythlo is going to try and roll over to get the rest of Sooyoungs(?) and the Ditto-block off him. He is pretty unsuccessful, and almost out of breath, so he has to take a couple slow breaths before replying.]

First, my name is Hythlodaeus. Second, height does not equal physical resilience!

[authoriser]

[ Hythlo will no longer feel multiple feet stomp on his back and her Ditto returns to turning into her bandages that wrap around her wrist. ]

Then you're not a tree. You're a twig.

[weenwoon]

[Hythlo pulls himself up to a sitting position, hissing in pain. Forget uncomfortable beds, this is going to be his biggest problem now. He stares at Sooyoung, somewhat disapprovingly.]

... I see. And you style yourself a lumberjack, I take it? Looking for big trees to hack down?

[He's onto you and your kinks, hsy.]

[authoriser]

[ Sooyoung just gives him a flat stare before throwing what seems to be a punch at Hythlo's face, but she sends her Ditto for it to latch onto Hythlo's face instead. Die, twig man. ]

[weenwoon]

Oof--

[Hythlo sways backwards as the Ditto hits, but it's too late. Welcome to your new life, hsy, and it's Hythlo trying to insult you and then getting punched for it.

He tries to pull the Ditto off with one hand, the other scrambling for his bag of Pokeballs. If she's gonna cheat, he is, too.]

[authoriser]

[ Sooyoung gets another pokeball out, releasing the infamous Cramorant. She recalls Ditto back to her side and Hythlo might enjoy seeing whatever is out here before Cramorant takes his head into its mouth. ]

I need a new icon and it's hythlo crying

[weenwoon]

[THIS IS THE WORST DAY OF HIS LIFE AND HE'S DEFINITELY GOING TO CRY LATER!!!!

He certainly feels like crying already when Cramorant tries to vore him, but refuses to give up. He's not sure which Pokemon he's going to get out, but anything is better than nothing!!!

To (mostly) his luck, it's Pasithea... Whose first action upon seeing a GIANT BIRD EATING HER TRAINER is to 1) scream in her spidery way; 2) spit out a terrified Electroball. On the bright side, Cramorant is weak to it. On the less bright side, it hits Hythlo as well. What did he do to deserve this?]

Delicious tears

[authoriser]

[ Cramorant screams in pain while Hythlo's head is still in its mouth so that sure is something that's happening right now!! Cramorant weakly falls off and Sooyoung returns him into the pokeball.

Well, she feels like she's done here. She had her fun, so she turns to leave. Bye, tree... ]

STOP BEING MEAN TO HIM

[weenwoon]

[Hythlo gasps when he bird finally lets go of him. Oh my god, everything smells of... Fish, probably, or whatever it is birds have in them and whatever garbage Cramorant had been eating lately. He wishes he had anything to wipe his face off with--actually, you know what, his hoodie is ruined now, so he just pulls it off to wipe his face with a still dry part. He can wash it later. Or burn it.

He glares at Sooyoung's retreating back. Unfortunately for him, he's also unable to keep his mouth shut.]

You've the worst way of flirting with people, and believe me, I've seen many.

Its hsy why wouldn't she be mean

[authoriser]

[ Sooyoung looks back at Hythlo with an absolutely disgusted look on her face. ]

You thought that was flirting? Get better standards.

[weenwoon]

[He snorts.]

You did lose interest once it turned out I was a 'twig'.

[authoriser]

Sounds like someone wants to die.

[ You wanna go, Hythlo?? She picks out a pokeball between her fingers when they're minimized into their smaller forms. ]

[weenwoon]

[Hythlo can't help grinning triumphantly. He IS concerned for his life, however, and if things get too hot he will have to rely on the good old fashioned secret technique.]

And here I thought you someone who does not care what others think of her. Did my words hit the mark, then?

1/2

[authoriser]

[ She's about to make Hythlo regret those words-- ]