arrival
[ Luckily, Rhys is definitely no stranger to falling on his face. It's just different this time around. As he gets to his feet and looks around, it's pretty obvious that this has got to be something he's made up in his head. Places like this don't exist on Pandora. Places like this, he hasn't even dreamed of.

Obviously, he's having some sort of crisis-dream. ]

Uh. This is-- like. We're dreaming, right? Definitely. We're definitely dreaming.

[ If he tells himself that enough, it's surely true. ]

feast
[ Food. This is pretty much the best dream he's ever had, even if he knows it won't taste like anything. He starts to reach for it, but he's stopped very suddenly-- ]

Oh, whaaaat? Come on, just-- [ He groans. ] Please?

[ When it's obvious asking nicely--or whining--isn't going to help, Rhys let's out a groan and crosses his arms. He's pouting. ]

Fine, I'll play your game. Hey! [ he calls out to the nearest person.

And he gives them a smile. Amazing. ]

rides
tunnel of roses

Oh, no. No no no. No. Nope. Not happening, I am not going in there.

[ Too bad!! Rhys gets shoved into the next cart, and he looks extremely unhappy about it. Even though he has a partner, he folds his arms tight across his chest and grumbles. ]

Aren't these supposed to be fun? I'm not having fun here.

bumper cars?

[ This he can get behind. Rhys is competitive, but it's not exactly the best quality to have. Especially if he keeps gloating ever time he knocks into someone. ]

Hah, got you! Why don't you come over and try to--

[ But then he gets up-ended, tragically, and he lets out a scream. ]

Not fair! Just-- totally not cool!

wildcard
[ Hit me with your best shot! Or hit me up at sweetstacks for planning. ]