[center][color=00a651][h2]Luigi[/h2][/color]
[b][color=00a651]Level:[/color][/b] 1
[b][color=00a651]Day/Time:[/color][/b] Day One
[b][color=00a651]Location:[/color][/b]  Tetris Castle Reception Hall
[b][color=00a651]Tag:[/color][/b] Mario [@Holy Soldier], Samus [@Lmpkio], Quina Quen [@Hylozoist]
[b][color=00a651]Mention:[/color]Everyone else.[/b][/center] 

Before he had been able to really show Mario just how upset he had made him with his latest antics with the assistance of a woman who some might have been inclined to kill to earn the attention of, Luigi (and the food fight in general) was brought to halt by the screaming of an enraged Major... Through that didn't stop the oranges that were currently flying back at both himself and Samus! Trusting that Samus would be fine (if her armor couldn't withstand oranges then what was the point?) Luigi demonstrated a skill that he rarely got to use but practiced when he was on his own; Falling backwards, his right hand darted backwards in order to catch himself before he hit the floor. Once his hand was planted, he actually lifted the rest of his body off the ground as he spun to the side, dodging the flying fruit with the usage of break dancing before he managed to plant his feet back on the ground and stand back up as if nothing had happened. 

At the demand to know who had started the whole situation, Luigi kept quiet. While a part of this had to do with the fact that you just didn't throw friends into the incoming fireball, he honestly didn't [i]know[/i] how the whole thing had started; He had been a late arrival who had managed to come out of it unscathed by enemy fire (there might have been a bit of turkey on his shoes, but that was on him rather then anyone else). 

Before he knew what was happening through, something large and wet ran up his cheek. More stunned then anything, Luigi turned and saw... he honestly didn't know what he saw, but it was big, had a huge tongue and had just [i]licked[/i] him! His eye twitching, Luigi stood there for a moment before calmly turning and walking towards one of the few tables of food that hadn't been disturbed by the food fight in order to find a seat. The table had pudding and he -really- needed to eat a lot of it before that lick was driven from his mind.