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The Official Tickle Fight Thread II

Oh drat, lost her again. Hmm... *eyes glance up to the rafters curiously*


*Seeing the only other ..., leave, I suddenly hear the dinner bell ringing myself* Uh, sorry. Hear the car pulling in, dinnertime too. Later! *I quickly ramble before I exit the rafters*
 
*Seeing the only other ..., leave, I suddenly hear the dinner bell ringing myself* Uh, sorry. Hear the car pulling in, dinnertime too. Later! *I quickly ramble before I exit the rafters*

Aw, and everyone left. Also, the only other lee? Glad you can relax and admit that, Sadi. Enjoy dinner, girls. *decides to lay out and take a nap on the couch*
 
Aw, and everyone left. Also, the only other lee? Glad you can relax and admit that, Sadi. Enjoy dinner, girls. *decides to lay out and take a nap on the couch*

Way to manipulate my words, mister! I was actually thinking the only other 'female', but, acknowledging luna, Alex, and any other females brave enough to venture onto this 'scary' thread, I amended and left it obviously far too vague. *Positions self atop the overhead beams, ready to pounce upon the first sign that Carni's even 'slightly' present (just to show him who's who and supposed to be in 'what' position, here!*
 
*Strays in curiously, recognizing a familiar face*

Hey there, long time no see Sadi 🙂

*shuffling in and grabbing a spot on one of the infinitely provided couches*
 
I wouldn't say the couches are infinite but... I try not to think about the physics of this room too hard.

And Sadi, you're hardly one to talk about manipulating words to suit your own ends, hmm?
 
Hey, long time no-see to you, too, playa. *I respond from the safety of the rafters* Sorry to disappoint, but I'm mainly - solely - here to watch a show, which has apparently eluded me for the past couple nights. Hope my name hasn't scared anyone off. :S *I make a face, highly unlikely such a cliched, bland name could instill any emotions (except those of nostalgia, from ones who remembered my past [selective - LOOK AT MY NAME, OKAY?!!] experiences on the "original" Fight thread 😉).*
Seen much action here of late, or is it ... 'slow' here, this past little while? Like you said, it's been a looong, long time for me.
 
I wouldn't say the couches are infinite but... I try not to think about the physics of this room too hard.

And Sadi, you're hardly one to talk about manipulating words to suit your own ends, hmm?

😱 You! *Seeing you come-to, I jump off the rafters, landing soundly on your back before you can turn around, eight fingers wildly dancing about your sides, and up along your ribs.* Should have learned to hold your tongue, mister. Looks like someone needs some refreshing, hmm? *I patronize, an old familiar smirk returning to tug one corner of my lips more than the other* Kootchie koo, big baby. *I lightly bounce on your lower back, my fingers gliding over your ribs, teasing the skin that's pulled too taught, making the little bumps fo your ribs protrude, which I just 'have' to try to count - unsuccessfully.*
 
Oh I think the lack of realism extends beyond physics :roll eyes

*nestles in, crossing my legs and leaning my back against the arm rest*
 
Gyah! *taken quite by surprise by your sudden and very enthusiastic response to my presence* H-hey I'm not a seat! Get off-f! *I try to flip myself onto my back as I feel fingers roam up my sides and explore my ribs (which wouldn't be too difficult as I tend to be on the skinny side), causing me to arch my back and twitch*
 
Hey, long time no-see to you, too, playa. *I respond from the safety of the rafters* Sorry to disappoint, but I'm mainly - solely - here to watch a show, which has apparently eluded me for the past couple nights. Hope my name hasn't scared anyone off. :S *I make a face, highly unlikely such a cliched, bland name could instill any emotions (except those of nostalgia, from ones who remembered my past [selective - LOOK AT MY NAME, OKAY?!!] experiences on the "original" Fight thread 😉).*
Seen much action here of late, or is it ... 'slow' here, this past little while? Like you said, it's been a looong, long time for me.

It's 'slow' here, certainly, but it is what it is. :cry

Nostalgia is definitely a word for it.. *involuntarily shuddering from shivers down my spine* :blink
 
Gyah! *taken quite by surprise by your sudden and very enthusiastic response to my presence* H-hey I'm not a seat! Get off-f! *I try to flip myself onto my back as I feel fingers roam up my sides and explore my ribs (which wouldn't be too difficult as I tend to be on the skinny side), causing me to arch my back and twitch*

Just need to give you a quick reminder to keep you in your place, mm'kay? *I ask too sweetly, my knees pressing soundly against your hips as you try to roll over, my fingers correspondingly pressing in that much deeper to try to 'dissuade' you from turning to a more - mobile, state. Not hearing anything more than an initial shout of surprise from my 'sudden' presence, my fingers continue furrowing between your ribs only a little longer, before my short nails start skating up and down along your sides, seeing if that elicits any stronger response.*
 
It's 'slow' here, certainly, but it is what it is. :cry

Nostalgia is definitely a word for it.. *involuntarily shuddering from shivers down my spine* :blink

*A small chuckle escapes my lips as you affirm my original description* Oh, you silly, silly boys.
 
My place? If anything, th-that place shohould be where I can dohoho this to youhoho! *I feel myself starting to laugh, clenching my teeth to try and clamp down on any snickering as your nails run around my sides, causing my to squirm side to side and re-double my efforts to attempt to right myself into a better position to retaliate*
 
If anything, I should be able to find a pair of handcuffs lying around here somewherrre... *my voice trails off as I look for a glint of silver that always seems to be ever-ready in this room that seems to bend - or break - physics (when the situation demands). Seeing a shimmer between the couch cushion and back, after a moment's pause, I return to my monologue*- As I was saying,* - my fingers redouble their efforts for that temporary moment of 'peace', eight short nails dancing about along your sides, edging more and more frequently to where your midriff meets the couch - * . . . You know, I don't remember, but that's not important, because as soon as you're in a more 'amusing' position, I'll have you nice and on your back like you've been trying to do so earnestly. *Emphasizing my point, my knees dig into your hips once more, as my fingers skate about.*
 
*A small chuckle escapes my lips as you affirm my original description* Oh, you silly, silly boys.

Ye-yes well. *clearing my throat and gathering myself as I more closely nest into the couch...a nervous smile forms* Look at your name! Right? Heh :blush
 
*Hearing talk of restraint, I realize I need to act more aggressively or I'll end up in quite the predicament. Despite not being able to get a good vantage point, my hands reach back and clumsily try and squeeze at your thighs, hoping for a ticklish reaction that will throw you off balance. Unfortunately, that's even harder to do as you keep teasing my sides, causing me to start wriggling more and more, and begin to snicker softly into the couch cushion, fighting as best I can to hold it in, and come up with some kind of witty retort I could say without dissolving into giggling*
 
Ye-yes well. *clearing my throat and gathering myself as I more closely nest into the couch...a nervous smile forms* Look at your name! Right? Heh :blush

Well? *I query, a brow raised in question, still continuing my 'tender' teachings to Carni beneath me. As you mention my name, an awkward, slightly embarrassed expression colours my cheeks as my eyes are immediately drawn downward* Yes, well.... Yes. That was a looong time ago, and I didn't even like the name then. Too ... trite and boring. Wish I could change it to just my nickname. Then some people might not get the wrong idea, would they? *I direct my last question towards the quivering pile of flesh under me, my fingers playing Carni's sides like a piano now.*
 
*Hearing talk of restraint, I realize I need to act more aggressively or I'll end up in quite the predicament. Despite not being able to get a good vantage point, my hands reach back and clumsily try and squeeze at your thighs, hoping for a ticklish reaction that will throw you off balance. Unfortunately, that's even harder to do as you keep teasing my sides, causing me to start wriggling more and more, and begin to snicker softly into the couch cushion, fighting as best I can to hold it in, and come up with some kind of witty retort I could say without dissolving into giggling*

(You're not in 'quite the predicament' now? Guess I'll have to try to change that, hmm? 😉) *Feeling weak shocks to my thighs, (from your horribly awkward attempts of squeezing my thighs) it only rewards in ensuring you remain on your front, as my legs spasm and squeeze tighter in response, keeping you in your oh-so-comfortable disappointing position. My fingers stop their speed skating along your sides for a moment to quickly snap on the cuffs, with your hands offering such a welcoming position.* Now... *I lift the chain between your cuffed hands, seeing how much flexibility you have, slowly turning it further and further away from the couch. Doing so, my one free hand flits about the side that's more taut now, being closer to the couch back and having to curl to accommodate your hands.* Let's see if this gives more of a reaction, hmm? *I ask no one at all, my fingers dancing closer and closer down your side, toward the start of your middle, still under the safety of the couch.*
 
Ack! Dahahahammit! Whehehehehere'd thohohose come froohohohohom? *unable to do much to defend myself now, I react instinctively, pushing myself further into the couch and trying not to give any room between me and it for devious fingers and hands to get at my midsection. As those fingers dance along my side, I try my best to curl up to protect it, unable to help myself as I start to squirm and increasingly snicker from all these ministrations*
 
Ack! Dahahahammit! Whehehehehere'd thohohose come froohohohohom? *unable to do much to defend myself now, I react instinctively, pushing myself further into the couch and trying not to give any room between me and it for devious fingers and hands to get at my midsection. As those fingers dance along my side, I try my best to curl up to protect it, unable to help myself as I start to squirm and increasingly snicker from all these ministrations*

I think they came from the same place all these couches apparently materialize from. *Seeing the limits of your flexibility - and your pathetic attempts at defense you've been limited to - both hands attack your one side now; eight nails rapidly skittering about along your one side, releasing the pressure on your lower back as I mitigate the weight by resting one foot on the floor.*
 
Rrrrrr…. Ahahahaha stahahahap thahahaht! *my growl ineffectually ends in forced mirth, as I curl rapidly to that side to protect myself, and also noticing that I could roll over if I wanted to, but now unfortunately seems like a bad idea, I try to focus and come up with some kind of plan to keep myself from remaining at your mercy. My first thought is to reach back with my cuffed hands, wriggling in an attempt to tickle what may be your stomach somewhere immediately behind me*
 
Mm... okay. *Seeing you curl so much to one side, with a quick flurry of fingers, I suddenly reach over to your opposite side and give a 'small' encouragement to continue curling to that side, rolling over onto your back, soundly sitting on your legs as eight fingers dance across all this newly-exposed skin of your bared midriff.* Kootchie koo! He he. *I can't help but giggle myself, seeing your 'enthusiastic' reactions* Don't think your hands'll be much help to you now, except maybe to make your back curl even more. *My shoulders shrug as my smile grows wider*
 
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