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WHO: John, Vriska, and anyone who wants to be their victim!
WHERE: Around the city
WHEN: Earlier that day
WARNINGS: Obnoxious teenagers
SUMMARY: John and Vriska pull pranks
FORMAT: Brackets

[ The plan they'd had was simple, even if they'd been plotting it out for awhile. Step one, get up early and find a section of the City were people weren't walking yet. Step two, cover a good section of it with rubber cement. Step three, find a good building to hide on with their balloon launcher. And the final step? Wait.

They'd gotten pretty creative with their balloons as well. Not only did they have a series of pain filled balloons (washable paint, of course, John hadn't budged on that one), but they had balloons filled with Elmers glue and several filled with different colored sands. They'd wanted to go for an old fashion tar and feathering deal, but not wanting to torture and do real hard to anyone they'd opted to use glue instead, and realizing feather filled balloons wouldn't fly too far they'd go with sand instead.

They even had a few balloons filled with glitter glue. They were ready. Now they just needed some people to hit with them. ]

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[When John is least expecting it (probably while he's launching another balloon) is when Vriska strikes. She doesn't even toss it at him, she just digs her claws into a paint balloon to pop it over his head. There was basically no way this wasn't going to down where John was no going to end up covered in paint specifically thanks to Vriska herself.]

Boo.

[ There really wasn't, and honestly he should have been expecting it. Still, he can feel his trickster gambit plummeting down... down... dooooown as the paint drips down his face and coats his glasses. ]

Aw-- Man!

[She smears the paint on her hand across his cheek, grinning at him with the smuggest of airs. So much for being a master prankster. She's going to thoroughly demolish his gambit while hers continues to rise.]

You didn't think I was going to forget about that, did you? Suuuuuuuuch a terrible mistake, John!

[ She might think that now, but while John is taking his glasses off his face and furiously trying to scrub the paint off of them onto a clean part of his shirt he is already plotting his immediate revenge! And then also a smaller revenge after that when she's not expecting it. ]

No way, but you know now that you've done it...

[ Sliding his glasses back on and dramatically pausing for a few seconds before dive bombing for one of the glitter glue balloons and grabbing it ]

This means war!

[ And he hurls it at her. ]

[Wow, grudge much, John? Don't be so bitter just because she's better than you. :::;)

But really, though? Throwing something at a thief with warning is like an invitation to dodge it. And she does, letting the balloon sail into the side of the building ledge.]

Come on, John, that was pathetic! You're going to have to do better than that.

[ The student hasn't surpassed the teacher yet! She's got a ways to go because she can start claiming she is the better prankster here, but he will give her this much she definitely caught him off guard.

She's right though, he definitely will. That is a wicked little grin spreading across his paint smeared face though. ]

Don't say I didn't warn you though.

[ And suddenly the wind picks up. The wind picks up a lot and a good dozen paint filled balloons lift up into the air rapidly spinning around in place for a moment before hurling themselves at Vriska. ]

[WOW OK JOHN, it's not like those balloons were for innocent victims or anything!!

Vriska manages to dodge a few, but there's no way to outmaneuver all of them, so she takes some pretty messy hits there. Her hair is a matted mess of rainbow paint and half her torso is covered. She lunges for the glue and paint filled ones, and then straight up flings herself at him.]

You're gonna pay for that!

[ They can make more! If there was one thing the did for sure, it was buy more than enough balloons for the day.

And John is cracking up at his own masterpiece here. Vriska is a RAINBOW WRECK. Now that's how it's done. He does stop laughing as Vriska launches herself at him though and starts to run backwards across the rooftop, making a grab for a balloon as he goes. It feels heavy. One of the sand ones? Dang! That won't help, they're trying not to throw the sand filled ones at people direction, just around them so they burst in a sandy explosion since actually being hit by one would probably hurt. ]

[Better find some ammo quick, because Vriska's got her wings out and she's gaining on him. She's not going to throw them at him and risk him windy powering them right back at her face. No, she's planning on tackling him as soon as he's close enough so that she can smash them against his chest.]

[ There's nothing near him! Oh no, this is a crisis situation and John's all out of balloons. He could fly off, but that is retreat and retreat is not an option. Okay he's got this balloon here with sand in it, and maybe he can toss it at the ground and it'll spray up and blind her long enough for him to circle and grab some balloons of his own?

Or maybe when he does throw it full force down at the ground it'll burst and pour sand out all over the ground without any of it flying up more than a foot into the air?

Wow, that was disappointing. ]

What a waste of a balloon!

[There is nothing stopping her from careening into John now. She's laughing at the sad attempt at a counterattack, because it was really just kind of embarrassing. What the hell did he think it was? Smoke??

Oh man they should have gotten smoke bombs to throw at people that would have been great.

If she manages to smack into him, he will be graced with a pink paint balloon to the chest and glue to the hair. Take that!]

[ Smoke bombs would be pretty great. Maybe for a future prank. Right now though John is preparing himself for that attack, however he's not going down without taking her with him. Unlike the people on the streets below John has a certain advantage that none of them have...

He can reach out and grab onto Vriska after the attack, and believe me that's what he's attempting to do now, determined to rub off some of that pink paint on her and shaking his head to see if any of the glue flecks will splatter onto her as well. ]

[The only downside to John dragging her down too is that now he's also smearing the paint that was already all over her onto himself as well. So it's pretty much a win-win in Vriska's book, since she's basically covered in the stuff.

She squishes his cheeks in retaliation after he shakes his head.]

Come on! Haven't you destroyed my hair enough for one day?? You're the worst matesprit ever.

[ It's basically more of an attack on himself than an attack on her, but hey! At least he managed to get some glue on her too, so it's not a total loss here. ]

All I did was make it more colorful than it normally is!

[ Grinning and ignoring the cheek smooshing to try to shake his head. ]

I bet you are really glad we didn't use permanent paint now.

[ something seemed funny about that patch of ground, so Aradia had elected to bob along above it. thanks, wings! she's still flying along pretty slowly, though, so probably still makes a good target. ]

[Vriska's the one keeping look out right now. Aradia? Too perfect. She turns to John, counting down from three as she waits for Aradia to float to just the right spot and then gives him the signal to fire a paint balloon.

BOMBS AWAY.]

[ And hurl away he does. It's a nice bright green color to clash horribly with Aradia's natural red theme! Also it's just the first one he picked up. ]

[ she shrieks a little and tumbles through the air, landing smack dab in the wet cement. she pushes her sopping now-green hair out of her face and screams out the name of the only person who could be responsible ]

DAVE!! What was that for!?

[Vriska cackles gleefully, leaning over the ledge and grinning down at her.]

Wroooooooong! That's a nice color for you, Megido. You look like earth Christmas.

[ Dang it! He should have stopped Vriska before she yelled down over at Aradia. It could have been pretty funny to have Aradia get angry at Dave first before they were inevitably revealed to be the culprits. Oh well, John'll move over to poke his head over the edge of the ledge too. ]

Hehe, she's right you kind of do.

[ she sticks out her tongue, then gets paint all over her tongue. that didn't go as expected. she flutters her wings as she talks, splattering paint behind her ]

I look like I have paint on my face, is what I look like. You two have the weirdest human dates!!

Who said it was a date, Megido? We're just having fun! Don't worry, John made sure that we bought paint that will wash out, unfortunately.

[Vriska, for good measure, drops a glitter bomb from where she is. Probably easy to avoid, but if Aradia doesn't then she'll be like glittery human christmas!!]

[ He's still snickering and leaning over the edge now to wave down at Aradia as the glitter balloon falls. ]

You with paint on your face looks pretty Christmasy though. Plus this would be the best human date if it was a date!

[Nothin' weird about this day, Rua's just skateboarding down the sidewalk, everything's super-regular here....

Except for the part where his wheels get stuck in the cement and he goes tumbling off,] WHOA! [and lands on his stomach] OOF!

[It takes him a few seconds to get his bearings back after that. Once he's up, he turns and looks at his skateboard, scratching his head.] Th' hell?

[ Perfect! An easy target. It doesn't look like this guy is even making any attempts to get out of the way of this. John's turning around giving Vriska the signal this time. It's go time. ]

[Vriska looks way too happy behind this canon to be honest. She loads it and fires. It's a glue bomb/sand bomb combo this time!

PCHOOOOOOOO go balloons go.]

Musta hit a crack or somethin'...? [Rua bends over to pick his skateboard up. Which, unfortunately, just makes him an even better target to get hit in the back by a glue balloon. Which he is.]

GAAAH! [He almost tumbles right into the cement. When he gets nailed by the sand balloon, his momentum at least carries him forward so he just falls face-first into regular pavement. Doesn't help the fact that his back and arms and most of his ponytail are covered in glue and sand now though. To his credit though, he gets back up quickly.]

WE'RE UNDER....[His hand travels to his back.] Attack.....what the hell is this, sand?! [He starts looking around frantically, his gluey-sandy ponytail whipping back and forth.] Did someone throw SAND at me!? What the hell?!

[ John could not have asked for a better chump to come along! He's reaching over to offer Vriska a high five as the balloons hit not even bother to try to cover his loud laughter from up above. ]

Bullseye!

[Vriska high fives him, cackling as she peeks over the ledge a little before disappearing again to huddle with John. They are not at all being secretive about this, let's be honest.]

Oh my god, look at him! That was so great! He's so pissed.

[Rua fumes as such to himself for a few seconds more before he looks up, hearing what sounds like raucous laughter - at his expense!? He only catches a peek of someone looking down at him from a building, but it's enough for even him to put two and two together. He glares up at what he imagines to be those responsible for this heinous transgression and quickly formulates several appropriate responses:

1) Yell at them a lot in native tongue (they probably wouldn't understand it, would leave him open for sand to the kisser).
2) Yell at them a lot in English, while making sure to drop intermittent f-bombs in dialog (accurately impresses upon rogues the mistake they have made - still leaves kisser open for sand. getting closer though)
3) Get even (almost there...).
4) Get even while dropping intermittent f-bombs (ding ding ding ding ding)

Rua looks around. Eventually, he spots a shopkeeper, using a hose to get what appears to be paint out of the sidewalk in front of his store. Quickly, an idea comes to Rua.
If John and Vriska spend too much time patting themselves on the back, they probably won't notice Rua vanishing from the street below. If they take a look back after a couple minutes, they'll see he's gone, but his skateboard is still there in the rubber cement. Maybe he just ran away to spare himself further embarrassment? It'd be entirely reasonable to think this. Entirely reasonable, at least, until the door to the roof the two of them are on slooowly opens up and Rua comes creeping out, a nozzle in hand and a hose trailing behind him back down the stairs.

Then, he screams:] THIS IS REVENGE FOR MY SKATEBOARD! [And hits the trigger on the hose's nozzle, spraying cold, watery justice at the both of them.]

Edited 2013-05-02 09:57 (UTC)

[ He couldn't be laughing harder if he tried. He's actually full on clutching his sides here and everything.Though for all he's taking glee out of their great success, John doesn't really stop to consider that someone might eventually want to get revenge on them for the prank.

... Certainly not revenge for a skateboard!

So when Rua runs to get that hose John's too busy laughing at his and Vriska's brilliant pranks to notice until he starts yelling at them. And even then he's staring dumb founded until he gets a cold blast of water right to the face. ]

ACK-- HEY!

[A skateboard, really? That's what he's mad about? She doesn't have time to start laughing about it before the water hits her though, and she's instead shrieking at the coldness. But hey, at least it's washing the paint out of her hair that John was responsible for.

She jumps to her feet, shaking her head to fling water off, which doesn't do much of anything except get it tangled in her horns. Troll problems.]

What the hell!

[Rua keeps the water coming for a few seconds longer than is strictly necessary before he takes his finger off the trigger and the water comes to a stop.

So now he's got sand in his hair and they're wet.]

....WHY'D YA THROW THAT STUFF AT ME?!

[Okay, he shoots a little more water at them, but just for a couple seconds this time.]

[ At this point John's just standing there waiting for him to stop. He's not even gonna try to get out of the way of water since he's already dripping wet though... it's true this did get rid of a lot of the paint Vriska covered him with earlier, so that's not bad? He guesses. It's kind of cold though. ]

It was a joke!

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