115 Recent Deviations
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Game On.With the final seconds ticking away and a last bit of boost, Rawket's car lunged into the ball, sending it flying like a rocket across the whole of the field and straight into the opponents net, causing it to explode like a firework and declare the end of the match and Rawket's team the victors.“That's complete Ball!” Rory exclaimed slamming the controller down onto the sofa. “It's like the A.I. on yer side knew everything I was gonna do whist mine acted like confused Englishmen, how is that even fair!” The fiery haired Scotsman continued his ranting, much to the pleasure of Rawket who was trying his back to hold back a laugh.“Cheer up, it was only 11-0 in the end.” He responded with an innocent looking smile.“Aye bite me ya blooming.” Rory trailed off into gibberish mumbling, at least that's what it sounded like to the rest of the group.“Anyway who's next.” Rawket looked over to his friends, all of which seemed to appear defeated to some capacity.“Man you've beaten all of us.” Kri groaned slumping his head on the back of the sofa. “And you did it without even breaking any focus.”“We knew you were good, but you could have been a little kinder to us.” Scott chimed in, trying to mask his humiliation with a jokey tone. “Sorry, I kinda get into my zone whenever I play this.” Rawket sheepishly chuckled feeling the awkward tension he may have created in the room. “Lemme just refill the snacks, and we can try something else.” He quickly picked up some bowls and left for the kitchen, leaving his guests to wallow in their self-pity.“I just hope the next game isn't something he's somehow god like at.” Zack pouted whist his arms were as crossed as they could be. “I know it's all in good fun for course, but none of us could even score a goal against him.” Ira prodded his fingers, the 20 – 0 match still fresh in his mind. “You would have thought he'd of gone a little easier on us.”“It was Rory's fault.” Zack glared over to the feminine red head. “He brought up the game.”“Well you were boasting about how you'd spent 20 hours on the game.” Rory snapped back, resulting in the obvious bickering between the two that left the others trying to calm them down.“Maybe the game we should be playing is wrong.” Bracelet spoke up having spent the whole ordeal deep in thought. “Of course he'd beat us at the game he's talked dearly about, we should be playing a game we're all familiar with.” Everyone looked over to him, puzzled over his words.“Oh yeah?” Ira spoke up. “What is it?”Bracelet grinned, for Rawket beating all of them was perfect for the scheme he'd bubbled up in his head and had given them all a motive to join in. He pulled out a box from his hiding place and lifted the lid, giving them all a good look at the contents which upon viewing, all of them knew what the plan was and were immediately in. They huddled up and listened to Bracelet lay everything out, all determined that this would be the 'game' Rawket wouldn't win.Having refilled as the refreshments Rawket walked back to the living room, hoping that they'd gotten over it, and they could all go back to having fun. But as he stepped through the doorway he noticed that everyone was gone, all but Bracelet who stood in the centre of the room with a sweet smile on his face.“Hey where is everyone?” He looked around in a confusion.“Oh well we just wanted to set up a new game.” Bracelet responded, acting casually to try and calm his friend. “And we thought you'd be the one who's 'it' in a way.” He strutted over and put his hand on his Rawket's shoulder as if to comfort him.“Oh, right.” Rawket still seemed confused but a little giddy about the new game. “So like hide-and-seek then?” He looked to his blond friend, only to notice the box near their legs, nearly empty with just one roll of tape inside.“Well, it's more a hide and catch.” Bracelet smirked. The smile that let Rawket know he'd fallen into a trap.Rolls of tape lunged at him and run circles around his body, making quick work of forcing his legs together and squeezing his arms by his sides, leaving him helplessly watching the rest of his body vanish under the shiny sky blue strips. Within seconds, he’d been mummified from the neck down to his ankles and tightly enough that he couldn’t break free of the polythene wrapping no matter how hard he tried, though he couldn’t do much with how difficult it was to keep his balance.“Heh, alright guys funny.” Rawket spoke sheepishly. His cheeks were now glowing red as he wriggled about in his restraint. “So when are you planning on letting me out?” He let out a nervous chuckle, which quickly subsided when he noticed the devilish smirks on the others, especially form Bracelet who stood in front of them as the ringleader.“Oh, this is just the beginning.”Zack, Scott and Ira took told of their bound friend and quickly swept him off his feet, taking him over to the sofa and laying him out in front of the camera Rory had set up, Ira slipped off Rawket’s shoes and socks, sending the toes wriggling uncontrollably as he’d realized where thing were going. With his friends surrounded the sofa and the camera began to record, all he could do was prepare himself for their “torture.”With some fluffy feathers in hand Kri and Ira slowly ran the tips across the soul of Rawket's feet, teasing, prodding and dragging the tips slowly as they looked for the more sensitives area and watching him squirm, soon they just went all out and frantically began to tickle him as much as possible. He tries to pull away only for Zack and Scott to pin his body down and keep it stretched out onto the couch, keeping him pinned, so he couldn't escape his fate. To make sure he'd crack, Rory began running his fingers across Rawket's neck, ticking away and keeping him from hiding his face, all under the watchful eyes of Bracelet, smirking as he watched the show.He tried everything he could, biting down onto his lower lip, clenching his toes as much as he could, trying to hold his breath, even squirming around trying to slip out of their grip. Hoping that eventually they'll grow bored. But it seemed they were only growing more determined to get even a slight snigger out of him, upping the ante and ticking every sweet spot they could find on his body, making the whole experience unbearable for him to contain himself for much longer.Inevitably it was all too much for him and a roar of laughter emerged from his flustered face, the glorious sound of victory for his friends as they continued on ticking despite how hard he struggled, keeping the laughter going on as long as they good as it started to spread to each of them. It may have taken a team effort, but it seemed that they overthrew Rawket's undefeated run.
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