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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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[ 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!