You're certainly allowed to throw at the game master, but don't expect to win
I'm throwing a corn cob at KittyBeary!
KittyBeary feels especially brave these days and so decides to strike an unusual target. The corn cob fits perfectly in her hand and should have just the right weight to throw. But then KittyBeary hesitates for a moment - or was it a sudden distraction? Either way, Death by Mirrors is able to catch the cob and throw it right back where it came from. Well... I guess that's a tie.
Enter Witchchylde, who thinks the moment KittyBeary is distracted by another fight will give a valueable advantage. Purple nitrile examination gloves lessen the friction and grant extra speed. A handful of mashed potatoes flies through the air; it might be hard to dodge. Or is it?
Voidbarker quickly adopts the very same strategy. Witchchylde still looks in another direction, plus the big advantage of green beans remains the same. With so many small things to throw, at least some ought to hit the target, right?
Derpy McBlueEyes knows the only correct way to answer Boris' question: a hearty welcome with a splash of mashed potatoes. Having food splatters all over them would make any guest feel at home in an instant.