PULL!

OOC: I apologise in advance...It was Dave's fault, really...
Who: Whoever happens to be in the area
Where: Beach dome thing on Mars
When: During R `n' R timeframe
Mk.9 looked around at the surrounding situation.
Jay and Katrina lay on towels along the shoreline, Efof was making a
working replica of the Blue Dwarf out of sand, and various other
people were running around laughing playing with beach balls, and just
doing general things people do at the beach. Some were even swimming.
He cocked his arm-gun.
"PULL!" he yelled to the small peewee standing next to a miniature
catapult.
The peewee pulled hard on the lever, and a rubber toy snake flew into
the air.
Mk.9 clipped the top of the snake, causing it to land on top of Efof's
sand masterpiece.
He tutted to himself.
"Fell like a stone."
He called over to Efof.
"SORRY!"
Jay twitched at the yelling.
"PULL!"
Another snake was lobbed into the air.
Mk.9 aimed for the dead centre, and fired a shot.
The snake flew apart in several small fragments.
Some of them pitted the sand, but most of them fell on Jay and Katrina.
Jay sat up angrily.
"I am getting so sick of these motherf*!king SNAKES in this
motherf#%king RESORT!" Jay yelled.
Katrina tried to calm him, in that way women do; despite being a bit
peeved herself.
Mk.9 sighed and called out his apologies.
He walked over to the peewee.
"You can go back lil' buddy, and take the snakes with you. I'm sure
the cap' could use your services."
The peewee did a funny little salute before running off.
Mk.9 looked out at the articifially generated waves.
"It aint home, but it'll do."
He pulled his surfboard out of the sand and ran with it into the waves.
OOC: Really, I AM sorry...Don't kill me...