7 Sep 2022, 17:16
From the Frying Pan and Into the Fiendfyre!
"WOOWOOOP! Missed me, Irishman!" Colin dove under Dan's attack and as the older boy crumpled into a heap of frustration and confuddlement, Colin took advantage of the situation to ensure a swift victory in the field!
Unlike before where Colin didn't properly pin Dan, this time he made sure to lock Dan's arms at his sides this time! "Huh! You think you're going to win just because you're older and stronger? I'll teach thee not to underestimate Colin McCoire, Palmer!" With Dan on his back and the boy's arms locked with his legs, Colin reached out to grab one of Dan's unclad feet. Leaving his victim's right leg to wriggle ineffectually, Colin brought Dan's other leg across his own chest, so that he could see exactly what was going on!
Colin smirked at Dan. It was odd in a way, Colin thought, how similar they were. Apart from their hair --- Dan's was black and Colin's naturally pale blond --- they were both skinny, pale skinned, green eyed boys. Apparently with a certain love for wrestling! "No body bind for thee, Palmer. I want to hear thee squeal!"
And with that, he extended his left index finger and brought it --- slowly! --- closer to the sole of Dan's left foot. He knew his opponent was ticklish, but now he wanted to find out how much. He knew very well from years worth of tickle wrestling with his own siblings and cousins that one's foot could be divided into various realms of ticklishness.
He started with the fleshy bits along the ball of the foot, just behind the toes. Colin granted no quarter and no matter how much Dan might struggle, he held on to his leg and continued the tickle offensive! He'd then switch over to the outside edge, and then the arch! From experience, Colin reasoned that the most ticklish bit would be right up the centre of his sole. And that he attacked relentlessly!
Actions: Merciless Tickle Offensive on Dan's left foot!
@Dan Palmer
Keep your mind in hell; and don't despair.
Cursa McCoire
Rigel McCoire
17 Sep 2022, 11:01
From the Frying Pan and Into the Fiendfyre!
Dammit!
The little Scottish bastard evaded his dive. Worse yet, he quickly pinned Dan's arms to his sides with his legs.
Hooo just wait until he got loose. Colin was in for it for sure. Dan would make sure he-
Wait. What was he doing? He felt his ankle being grabbed, and his leg bent.
Dan's eyes widened. He wouldn't.
Apparently he would. Colin launched a tickle attack on his left bare sole, causing Dan to shriek and writhe about trying to get his arms out, trying to get his foot free, ANYTHING.
"AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!"
Dan savagely clenched his toes to lessen the maddening sensations assaulting him, as he continued to buck and wriggle trying to get loose. His arms pulled, his legs and foot spasmed, his hips bucked to get the Scottish Slug off of him.
Colin had sealed his doom. The MOMENT Dan was freed, Colin would experience a tickle hell from which there was no escape. Not unless Dan willed it, and after this, that wasn't likely to happen for at LEAST 5 straight minutes of the worst ticklish hell Colin had ever experienced. Just as with his friends in Ireland, Dan's revenge will be swift and without mercy.
The little Scottish bastard evaded his dive. Worse yet, he quickly pinned Dan's arms to his sides with his legs.
Hooo just wait until he got loose. Colin was in for it for sure. Dan would make sure he-
Wait. What was he doing? He felt his ankle being grabbed, and his leg bent.
Dan's eyes widened. He wouldn't.
Apparently he would. Colin launched a tickle attack on his left bare sole, causing Dan to shriek and writhe about trying to get his arms out, trying to get his foot free, ANYTHING.
"AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!"
Dan savagely clenched his toes to lessen the maddening sensations assaulting him, as he continued to buck and wriggle trying to get loose. His arms pulled, his legs and foot spasmed, his hips bucked to get the Scottish Slug off of him.
Colin had sealed his doom. The MOMENT Dan was freed, Colin would experience a tickle hell from which there was no escape. Not unless Dan willed it, and after this, that wasn't likely to happen for at LEAST 5 straight minutes of the worst ticklish hell Colin had ever experienced. Just as with his friends in Ireland, Dan's revenge will be swift and without mercy.
@Colin McCoire
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19 Sep 2022, 17:06
From the Frying Pan and Into the Fiendfyre!
Dan's helpless laughter was glorious to hear! The poor laddie's toes clenched and he was unable to fight back! "Ye might be older, Irish boy, but this Scot can teach thee a lesson!" Colin pressed his attack, never tickling the same part of Dan's foot for very long! It wouldn't do to let him get used to it after all!
Colin knew Dan was stronger. And likely more cunning. He knew his main advantage right now was in speed and unpredictability. If he didn't press his advantage to the fullest and at every moment, the other boy would not hesitate to turn the tables on Colin!
The only way to win was to fight dirty! Colin laughed along with Dan. He'd bet real money that Dan wasn't expecting this move! Keeping his thumbnail on Dan's arch, he locked two fingers between Dan's toes --- that oughta keep him in place!
With his right hand, he grabbed at Dan's right leg! He brought that up and crossed it over the left leg! "Hah! How do ye like that fer bangers and mash, Danny-o? Do ye ken what's commin next, lad?"
Now with both of Dan's feet crossed next to each other --- Colin gave him a wicked smile and attacked both soles at the same time! There was no way his opponent could survive this attack!
@Dan Palmer
Keep your mind in hell; and don't despair.
Cursa McCoire
Rigel McCoire
2 Oct 2022, 18:41
From the Frying Pan and Into the Fiendfyre!
Colin, the blasted little Scot, had found Dan's biggest weakness. His feet were by far his worst spot. But then he stopped, and somehow got hold of his other leg!
Wait.
Then Colin tickled both of them at once.
And Dan exploded into uncontrollable laughter. This was his greatest weakness. Both of his most ticklish spots were being attacked at the same time. His toes hadn't clenched this tightly in a long time, and his entire body thrashed wildly to get Colin off of him. The very moment he was free, Colin was going to experience a hell unlike anything he could possibly conceive.
"IM GOHAHAHANNAHAHA KIHIHIHILL YOU!!!!"
Dan pulled and yanked in every direction he possibly could. He HAD to get loose! Dirty cheating Scottish bastard! Dan was going to drive Colin to madness when he got out! Colin would pay DEARLY for this!
Dan just had to get out first...
@Colin McCoire
Bangers and mash, what? What in the world was he talking about? How did he like that for sausage and mashed potatoes? Why was Colin suddenly speaking nonsense? Was this something Scottish people just did out of nowhere?"Hah! How do ye like that fer bangers and mash, Danny-o? Do ye ken what's commin next, lad?"
Wait.
Then Colin tickled both of them at once.
And Dan exploded into uncontrollable laughter. This was his greatest weakness. Both of his most ticklish spots were being attacked at the same time. His toes hadn't clenched this tightly in a long time, and his entire body thrashed wildly to get Colin off of him. The very moment he was free, Colin was going to experience a hell unlike anything he could possibly conceive.
"IM GOHAHAHANNAHAHA KIHIHIHILL YOU!!!!"
Dan pulled and yanked in every direction he possibly could. He HAD to get loose! Dirty cheating Scottish bastard! Dan was going to drive Colin to madness when he got out! Colin would pay DEARLY for this!
Dan just had to get out first...
@Colin McCoire
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7 Oct 2022, 04:58
From the Frying Pan and Into the Fiendfyre!
Colin watched with considerable interest as Dan's toes clenched convulsively. He couldn't help but laugh a bit too as his worthy opponent succumbed to gales and howls of laughter. This duel had turned out to be so much fun! The poor Irish lad was now thrashing about like a salmon returning to home waters, but still Colin wasn't done with him!
Oh no!
He deftly changed tactics. The dreaded Highland Skip! Keeping a tight hold on Dan's crossed feet, Colin lazily dragged his thumbnail in a zig-zag all up and down, and from one foot to the other! The poor boy wouldn't know where the next assault would come from!
He started back by Dan's heel, then dragged his nail across both soles, landed in the tender bits behind his toes, then over to the sides of his feet, then in sweeping zeds all over! Sometimes he'd even use his other nails to brush across Dan's soles like a guitarist fans the strings for a delicate air.
He could keep this up for hours, so long as he was able to hold the older boy under some kind of control! That was easier said than done, of course, but surely the full on tickle assault and the unassailable Highland Skip would keep Dan begging for release and uncoordinated enough to prevent his escape!
@Dan Palmer
Keep your mind in hell; and don't despair.
Cursa McCoire
Rigel McCoire
7 Oct 2022, 05:30
From the Frying Pan and Into the Fiendfyre!
Just when Dan thought it couldn't get worse, Colin used a special technique. Running his nail all over his feet in an unpredictable pattern. It caused his toes to twitch and fan out reflexively before clenching again trying to stop the assault on them.
As much of as ass as he was, Colin was a formidable tickle fighter.
"NAAAAH!!! NAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! GET OOOOOFF!!! HAAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!"
Dan would never beg. Not in a million years would he ever beg. He had to think of something else.
And there it was. Through teary eyes, he saw his escape.
Dan mentally steeled himself as best he could while under torture for what he was going to do. Sometimes one has to do questionable things in order to make things happen. With his arms pinned, there was only one thing he could do.
Dan turned his head, facing Colin's bare foot on the right. He craned his neck, and ran his tongue along Colin's exposed toes to get him to freak and allow him to make his escape. It wasn't something he wished ot get in the habit of doing, but desperate situations required desperate plays. All he would need was a moment, and the entire tickle match would fall apart for Colin.
@Colin McCoire
As much of as ass as he was, Colin was a formidable tickle fighter.
"NAAAAH!!! NAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! GET OOOOOFF!!! HAAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!"
Dan would never beg. Not in a million years would he ever beg. He had to think of something else.
And there it was. Through teary eyes, he saw his escape.
Dan mentally steeled himself as best he could while under torture for what he was going to do. Sometimes one has to do questionable things in order to make things happen. With his arms pinned, there was only one thing he could do.
Dan turned his head, facing Colin's bare foot on the right. He craned his neck, and ran his tongue along Colin's exposed toes to get him to freak and allow him to make his escape. It wasn't something he wished ot get in the habit of doing, but desperate situations required desperate plays. All he would need was a moment, and the entire tickle match would fall apart for Colin.
@Colin McCoire
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7 Oct 2022, 06:19
From the Frying Pan and Into the Fiendfyre!
"YEEEEEEEEEP!!!"
Colin's bright green eyes flew open in suprise as something damp and warm slicked along the toes of his right foot! His right leg jerked and his toes curled up all without any conscious commands from Colin's brain! Oh crud! Colin realised what must have happened! He'd managed to keep Dan's arms securely pinned at his sides. It had been all he could do to keep the stronger boy under control, but with all his flailing and flopping around, Colin realised that his much lighter body must have shifted from his original place on Dan's belly towards his chest. This, unbeknownst to Colin, put his own feet in a most precarious situation!
And Dan took full advantage of Colin's predicament!
Regardless of what Dan might do, Colin was determined to salvage the battle, and prepared himself for the ultimate sacrifice! He could feel Dan's right arm and hand free itself at last from Colin's grip, and the left would surely follow! There was nothing for it now!
Dan might expect Colin to leap away and regroup, but that was not going to happen! Colin dove again! He released his last failing grip on Dan's left arm and threw himself forward, landing belly down on Dan's legs. He wrapped Dan's crossed ankles as tightly as he could in the space between the crook of his right elbow and his neck! This left his left hand free to continue the savage attack on Dan's feet!
However strongly he redoubled his own efforts down at Dan's feet, his position now left his own feet, his sides, his back and much of his belly exposed to the ruthless revenge of the Irish tickle warrior! It was a sacrifice Colin was willing to make --- for the greater good!
@Dan Palmer
Keep your mind in hell; and don't despair.
Cursa McCoire
Rigel McCoire
7 Oct 2022, 08:47
From the Frying Pan and Into the Fiendfyre!
Dammit! The best Dan could do was free his arms. Colin had adjusted his grip on his feet and continued his assault. But in his haste to keep his hold on Dan's feet, he exposed his own weak spots.
Still in a laughing fit as Colin continued to scribble his fingers across his feet, He decided he needed to act. And since he'd done it once, he might as well double down.
Using his left arm, he gathered Colin's feet up, and pinned them side by side. He then used his tongue to assault Colin's toes and balls of his feet, while at the same time using his right hand to worm underneath him, and scribble about on his stomach.
With Colin so viciously attacking his worst spot, it was all Dan could do to concentrate. He only could because of his years of tickle torture against his mates in Dingle. Speaking of which, Dan actually honed a special technique of his own... And the moment he was free, Colin would understand what true torment was. It was Slytherin's nature to exact horrible vengeance on those who crossed them, and this was more than enough to get Dan to unleash hell upon his opponent.
@Colin McCoire
Still in a laughing fit as Colin continued to scribble his fingers across his feet, He decided he needed to act. And since he'd done it once, he might as well double down.
Using his left arm, he gathered Colin's feet up, and pinned them side by side. He then used his tongue to assault Colin's toes and balls of his feet, while at the same time using his right hand to worm underneath him, and scribble about on his stomach.
With Colin so viciously attacking his worst spot, it was all Dan could do to concentrate. He only could because of his years of tickle torture against his mates in Dingle. Speaking of which, Dan actually honed a special technique of his own... And the moment he was free, Colin would understand what true torment was. It was Slytherin's nature to exact horrible vengeance on those who crossed them, and this was more than enough to get Dan to unleash hell upon his opponent.
@Colin McCoire
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7 Oct 2022, 18:05
From the Frying Pan and Into the Fiendfyre!
It was working! Colin managed to keep his grip on Dan's legs and the attack on Dan's feet! This was much harder than he had reckoned as Dan was wily and the more experienced fighter.
"WOOP!" Colin suddenly found his own legs pinned! Crap! It had been a calculated gamble and Colin realised he was going to lose. What he didn't know was just how badly. Dan went to work on Colin's feet and between his own fits of giggling and toe clenching, he discovered just how hard it was to keep up his attack on Dan!
And then everything fell apart!
Colin felt something along his side! Oh crud!
Dan's counter attack was precise, vicious, and utterly relenting! Dan somehow managed to get to Colin's belly! "YEEEEEEEK!" Colin screeched as Dan attacked on a second front! Colin lost it completely --- his feet and hands convulsed! He lost his grip on Dan's legs! He tried to protect his belly, but it was no good!
Colin tried to disentangle his own legs from Dan's iron grip --- and failed! He tried to wiggle away from Dan's tummy tickle --- and failed again! All Colin could do now was shriek with helpless laughter and suffer Dan's vengeance!
@Dan Palmer
Keep your mind in hell; and don't despair.
Cursa McCoire
Rigel McCoire
8 Dec 2022, 06:27
From the Frying Pan and Into the Fiendfyre!
And now, it was time. After continuing to torment Colin's stomach and feet for a few minutes longer in the position he was in, Dan decided he had weakened Colin to the point of being able to unleash one of his many secret tickle techniques.
Using his position, Dan pressed one bare foot on Colin's face, the other on his chest, and shoved him over entirely, landing him on his back. Dan pounced instantly, locking Colin's legs with his own, pinning his hips and pinning his arms down at his sides by his wrists. There would be no bucking Dan off now. Colin might think that this limited Dan's ability to tickle, since both his hands were occupied, but oh no. No not even close.
"Prepare yerself, ye little Highland gobshite. Prepare for your doom!"
Secret Tickle Jutsu: Irish Death Buzz!
Dan inhaled deeply, leaned down until his face was right above Colin's now defenseless stomach, and-
Blew a slow, agonizing raspberry right around his navel. At the same time, he circled around it with his tongue, just around the rim.
He raised his head, inhaled,
And did it again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And AGAIN.
Over and over, Dan tormented Colin's most ticklish spot with the most unimaginably torturous way He likely had ever experienced. This ALWAYS defeated Patrick back home in seconds. But Dan was showing no signs of stopping. Oh no. He would continue on and on, driving Colin to madness, showing not the slightest sliver of mercy.
Colin would feel what it meant to cross Dan Palmer.
@Colin McCoire
Using his position, Dan pressed one bare foot on Colin's face, the other on his chest, and shoved him over entirely, landing him on his back. Dan pounced instantly, locking Colin's legs with his own, pinning his hips and pinning his arms down at his sides by his wrists. There would be no bucking Dan off now. Colin might think that this limited Dan's ability to tickle, since both his hands were occupied, but oh no. No not even close.
"Prepare yerself, ye little Highland gobshite. Prepare for your doom!"
Secret Tickle Jutsu: Irish Death Buzz!
Dan inhaled deeply, leaned down until his face was right above Colin's now defenseless stomach, and-
Blew a slow, agonizing raspberry right around his navel. At the same time, he circled around it with his tongue, just around the rim.
He raised his head, inhaled,
And did it again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And AGAIN.
Over and over, Dan tormented Colin's most ticklish spot with the most unimaginably torturous way He likely had ever experienced. This ALWAYS defeated Patrick back home in seconds. But Dan was showing no signs of stopping. Oh no. He would continue on and on, driving Colin to madness, showing not the slightest sliver of mercy.
Colin would feel what it meant to cross Dan Palmer.
@Colin McCoire