He was born for this. Who better to entertain a rowdy group of kids than the guy who never grew out of fart jokes and pirate puns? Yeah, exactly.
"All right, buccaneers and buckaroos! Listen up! I promised you a water war today, and I'm going to deliver, but first we gotta go over the ground rules. Ears open, eyes on me." As if they could possibly miss it when he's somehow speaking normally but also at full shouting volume. He really is camp counselor material.
"No aiming for the heads or eyes, I want good, clean fun. No shooting when someone's down or if they put their hands up for a timeout," he demonstrates holding his hands in a 'T' formation for them. "Keep it honorable out there, warriors. You got it?"
He pauses to read the room, make sure everyone's on the same page, and then he gets to the good part.
"As for your weapons? Take a look!" He pulls a towel off the bucket he's been standing beside to reveal a dozen or so crudely built DIY water guns. (pretend those are old-timey parts.) This man has a chemist for a girlfriend and a Ph.D. in physics, and that makes him a dangerously effective tinkerer.
"Ta DA! Grab a water gun and line up facing each other. It's Super Soaker time!"
They may note that Crichton isn't arming up with one himself. He doesn't need to. He has FLUDD, otherwise known as The Big Guns. If he sees anyone getting out of line, he's going to hose them down from a mile away. So play nice, or get super-soaked.
Camp Counselor Crichton and it's Water War Day!
"All right, buccaneers and buckaroos! Listen up! I promised you a water war today, and I'm going to deliver, but first we gotta go over the ground rules. Ears open, eyes on me." As if they could possibly miss it when he's somehow speaking normally but also at full shouting volume. He really is camp counselor material.
"No aiming for the heads or eyes, I want good, clean fun. No shooting when someone's down or if they put their hands up for a timeout," he demonstrates holding his hands in a 'T' formation for them. "Keep it honorable out there, warriors. You got it?"
He pauses to read the room, make sure everyone's on the same page, and then he gets to the good part.
"As for your weapons? Take a look!" He pulls a towel off the bucket he's been standing beside to reveal a dozen or so crudely built DIY water guns. (pretend those are old-timey parts.) This man has a chemist for a girlfriend and a Ph.D. in physics, and that makes him a dangerously effective tinkerer.
"Ta DA! Grab a water gun and line up facing each other. It's Super Soaker time!"
They may note that Crichton isn't arming up with one himself. He doesn't need to. He has FLUDD, otherwise known as The Big Guns. If he sees anyone getting out of line, he's going to hose them down from a mile away. So play nice, or get super-soaked.