[•boo•]

Username & ID: •boo• + 761033
Chicoon playing: Goose
Prompt:
Goose just stood there for a second, before bursting out in laughter, "Scoop!!? What is this?? It's BEAUTIFUL!!" He twists his head to the side, "Is it really ice cream? Can I eat it?!!" Goose somehow manages to restrain himself, "WELL I wanna eat it anyway, but I wanna get that hole first!!" He paused, "Also!!! Eddie says hiiiiiiii"
Codeword: Day5

[RoxyTBDW]

Username & ID: RoxyTBDW #1020531
Chicoon playing: Crocodylus
Prompt: Dylus totally has this in the bag! He knows what he's doing! He's been golfing for *counts on fingers* 5 days! He confidently hits the ball and closes his eyes smiling. He knows he could do it with his eyes closed, while upside down, turned around, on one leg, any way he wants to! [54 words]
Codeword: Day5

edit: eddie was here o.o

[glittermintfurry]

Username & ID: glittermintfurry #588497
Chicoon playing:Decker
Prompt: Upon waking from his nap, and wandering to the next hole Decker is entirely overwhelmed with what he sees. SO MUCH ICE CREAM! Decker has forgotten the golf game completely at this point, and runs head first into the nearest ice cream mound he finds. With a loud *splort* Decker has gotten his whole head stuck in the ice cream. He tries to pull his head out but it just won't budge. Decker gets all four paws onto the mountain of ice cream and pushes as hard as he can. His head comes out with a suctioned *pop!* and Decker gasps for air. Being able to breathe he immediately goes back to licking up the ice cream mountain. He doesn't realize that his legs have all gotten stuck…
Codeword: Day5

[EyeOfVoid]

Username & ID: EyeOfVoid + 1078076
Chicoon playing: Cinnabar
Prompt: Cinnabar dropped his club as well as his jaw and looked up at the terrifyingly tall mound of ice cream that stood in the way of (or at least underneath) the hole that his ball needed to be in if he wanted to score any points.
"Char-char, Eddie, do you see thi- oh you're still stuffing your faces with ice cream, how ironic." The flaming red chicoon went to call their putting partner, only to see they were still enjoying their ice cream with Scoop, as they promised him prior; along with Eddie, who had decided to join their gold party for the day and was currently chatting with Scoop. Cinnabar grumped a bit, turning back to the predicament in front of him, ignoring how salty he was about the fact that he wasn't offered any.
But looking upon the frozen treat of an obstacle did have his brain gears turning... He tossed his club to the side and walked past the two towards the ice cream booth, earning a curious head tilt from Charcoal. Cinnabar caught the attention of the worker and started speaking with a fire of determination in their eyes.

"Hey! You! What is the largest spoon you have." Cinnabar formed their sentence as a statement rather than a question, squinting at the worker, who was growing more nervous by the second.
"U-uh we have our scooping and topping spoons...w-why?"
"Hand them over."
'H-huh?! I can't just give these to you! They're for serving customers!" Cinnabar furrowed his eyebrows at this, tapping the counter in thought, before looking up at the employee.
"Okay then, how many little spoons can you give me?
"Wh-wha-" "I said. How. Many. Customer. Spoons. Can you. Give me." He cut them off, grabbing all of the chicoins he had on him and slamming them down on the counter.
"W-well there's... nothing in our policy about limits on regular spoons, so..."
"Give me six." The worker complied, hesitantly asking if he wanted to buy ice cream with his chicoins since the spoons were technically free, but Cinnabar ignored them as he focused on his target.

He approached the tower of soft-served dairy and prepared his cluster of spoons, wielding them 3 in each hand, and sized up his inanimate opponent. He took a deep breath, and shoved his right hand's worth of spoons into the ice cream, getting a hefty scoop (or scoops??) and shoving it into his mouth, eyes immediately going wide from the shock of the cold as they swallowed. He danced around in pain as the freezing sensation took hold in his gullet, but he shook his head to focus back on what was important by powering through and diving the spoons in his left hand in.

In the meantime, Charcoal watched with deep concern as Cinnabar tortured himself.
"What...what is Cinna doing. He doesn't plan to actually eat all of that, right? How did it even get there..." They mumbled, looking to Scoop for answers, Eddie doing the same as he too was curious about why his friend pulled such a stunt. The gooey chicoon only shrugged and chomped the last bit of his cone, before answering.
"A lot of kind chicoons were nice 'nough to offer me ice cream like you did. But there was no was I'd be able to eat it all, so, I made it into the next course. What'cha think?" He spoke with an audible grin in his voice, proud of his feat.
Charcoal grimaced as they continued to watch Cinnabar suffer.
"I think that chicoon will freeze over before he's able to properly finish the course..."
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On the brink of passing out, there on the floor lay a very tired and very full chicoon, groaning softly as his head pounded with the nonstop brain freeze he endured. Shakily, he stood up and trudge over slowly to grab his club. He then turned the other to head towards the ball, dragging his feet and club all the way. Finally reaching it, he tried to focus the best he could on the newfound hole that was revealed from underneath all of the ice cream, and how hard he needed to hit to make it. He gave a weak put, almost terrified that it might have not been enough and he just went through all of that pain for a mediocre score but felt instant relief when it just barely dipped into the hole. He collapsed to the ground, and Charcoal immediately rushed to his aid, Eddie and Scoop loosely following behind.

'Nice job, kiddo! That was some impressive work right there! Though 'm a little disappointed that you ate a good majority of it" Scoop muttered the last bit under his breath, receiving a comforting pat on the back from Eddie, before brightening up again.
"Oh, I know! Your hard work deserves a reward! And I know just the thing, a good ol' sundae!"
The audible crack of Cinnabar's neck when he snapped his head to glare at him was enough to make the three jump.
Codeword: Day5

[reshihall]

Username & ID: reshihall + 1029503
Chicoon playing: Hunter!
Prompt: Hunter looks at the mound of melting ice cream. "Wow... that looks delicious actually. But also, nearly impossible..." He squinted to get a view of the flag that sat on the top of the course.
Grape noticed and giggled a little bit.

"You still sure you don't need glasses? They might look good on you. Then you won't need to squint." Grape mentions again.
"Grape, I swear-!!" He clenched one fist and the other gripped his club hard. He growled and turned to shoot the ball to the top. He had no strategy going into this at all.. but honestly, it's Hunter. He has next to no ideas about anything that he does besides whatever is fueled by his rage. He goes ahead and whacks the ball hard... Eddie is ominously watching in the background...
Codeword: Day5

[Griff]

Username & ID: Griff 254592
Chicoon playing: Clementine
Prompt: Clementine found herself looking up at the massive ice cream mound, eyes widening. "Wooooah. You're quite the artist Scoop!" She exclaimed. A wicked thought enters her mind then as she smiles. "...If I get the hole in one do I get to eat any of it? Don;t worry, I'll share! Who is up for Brain Freeze Round Two! MWAHAHA!" Embolded by her own challenge she carefully takes a swing, wanting that sweet, sweet ice cream price.

Afterwards she hums thoughtfully. "We should save some for Eddie too yanno? He was the one to recommend this sweet game to me so.. he should get somethough right? Maybe a scoop or three..."
Codeword: Day5

[shadedk9]

deleting this entry cause I reworked it a lil bit

[imabanditø]

Username & ID: imabanditø 908562
Chicoon playing: montgomery
Prompt: “..oh - wow, that’s.. a lot of ice cream,” montgomery nervously said to scoop. ‘kind of seems like a waste, but ah, i guess whatever makes him happy,’ he thought immediately after. nervous to try and continue the conversation, montgomery began to say whatever he first thought of, without thinking too hard. “do you think eddie would believe me if i told him this was what i saw while golfing with you?” the orange chicoon was skeptical, but maybe eddie would believe him. scoop could vouch for montgomery, though, especially as he was the one who made the mountain of ice cream in the first place.

however, he was beginning to overthink things - he just needed to figure out how to complete the hole. “maybe i could gradually climb up there?” he figured there was some sort of stability and structure to the course, as the hole was able to sit up there unchanged by the quickly melting dessert, so it was worth a try to maneuver his way up while strategically attempting to hit the ball upwards. [179 words]
Codeword: Day5

[shadedk9]

Username & ID: shadedk9 652370
Chicoon playing: honeydew
Prompt: Honeydew felt nauseous at the thought of all that ice cream... so sticky... so messy. TThey decided they might as well try a little bit at least. They call out to Scoop, letting them know Eddie suggested they swing by today. They take a few steps towards the icecream. They take a few licks and it seems to taste good and be... mostly sanitary. However minutes go by. Then hours. Suddenly Honeydew can't seem to get up. They must've eaten too much, though at least the hole seems lower to the ground. They swipe their tail and slowly push the ball towards the hole, hoping it goes in.
Codeword: Day5

[DreamyNocturne]

Username & ID: DreamyNocturne - 801290
Chicoon playing: Sweetheart
Prompt:
Codeword: Day5