ABFDI 15a: Vomit

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Cake at Stake. Golf Ball was hosting things again. Not much fanfare in that.

"Alright, get voting." GB demanded, clearly no longer interested in much of anything anymore. "Let's wrap this up quick; I've got business to take care of, and you guys don't wanna be here. It's best for both of us."

Teardrop, maintaining an impressive point lead over everyone else, would get to vote first once again; she'd immediately point to Pencil. "H-Huh?" The writing utensil in question would be baffled. "Why me? I-I didn't even do *anything* to you!" "You didn't, like, do *anything*?" Match interjected. "So all that constant gossip over why she, like, doesn't talk was nothing to you?" Awkward silence then followed as the two stared at each other, unsure in how they felt about... that.

Since she was the next to go anyway, the matchstick decided to use the vote to steer away from... *that*. "Anyway, I'm gonna, like, vote for TB again." She'd state. "Nothing's changed so, like, why should I?"

"What? That's crazy!" Pin interjected. "Anyway, once again it's a simple process of elimination; Pencil, you gotta go." "*What*?" The one with the eraser for a funny hat folded her arms. "Unbelievable. We used to be *teammates*! Now you want me to be eliminated? Some leader you are." Pin wasn't amused. "You left the team, remember?" "More like you kicked me out!" Pencil shouted back; the thumbtack rolled her eyes. "No, I didn't." "Then how come you didn't stop me, huh?" The one used for writing continued. "It's because you *wanted* me gone, didn't you? Or *maybe* you *couldn't*! You're not as good of a leader as you say you are! You're a-"

That whole debacle would be cut short when Rocky, instead of casting his vote, would just vomit profusely; everyone stared in disgust as the pool of barf gradually expanded and afflicted the rest of the bleachers. There'd be a moment of disgusted noises and awkward shuffling as everyone tried to remain seated whilst trying to avoid that mess.

"You know, that raises an... *interesting* point." Pin looked down, making sure her foot wasn't anywhere close to that stuff. "Can Rocky even talk? Can he actually vote for someone?" Match scratched her head. "I dunno." She'd remark, despite the fact that nobody asked for her opinion. "I don't think he has spoken, like, ever." "That's not true." Tennis Ball chimed in. "We've- er, *I've* heard him talk quite a while ago. He can *definitely* name someone right now." The matchstick then stared at him. "Uh, who, like, asked what *you* think?" Pin then gave her an aggressive nudge.

"Alright, alright. Stop squabbling." Golf Ball shook her head, approaching the bleachers. "Rocky, stop barfing and get talking!" After putting her foot down exactly once, Rocky would once again vomit, the barf landing straight on her face; that little incident would cause everyone to chuckle a good bit, much to her frustration. Another awkward minute would be spent with her angrily wiping the vomit off her with a cloth (which she just had for... whatever reason) before making her way back to where she usually stood for Cake at Stake.

"ENOUGH!" She'd shout. "Since we're getting nowhere with this, I'll try and logically deduce who Rocky wanted to vote for. The only way we've seen him communicate thus far is through vomiting. Now, any liquid or liquid-like substance, when coming into contact with a flat surface, will naturally begin to spread out in all directions so long as there are no obstructions or hindrances whatsoever. Ultimately, this will result in it covering a roughly circular area, assuming perfect conditions."

Coiny yawned. "Uh, English please?" He'd quip; Golf Ball grumbled. "In short, his vomit would've most likely formed a circle in ideal conditions. In other words, he voted for Tennis Ball." TB raised an eyebrow, flabbergasted. "*What*?" He'd interject. "What kind of reasoning is *that*? You're completely disregarding an important part of all this: the vomit is being expelled from a source, thus you have to consider horizontal velocity as *well* as the vertical! As a result, the shape won't be *exactly*-"

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