let's consider a change of scenery [group vandalism]

[dullshooter]

[On Wednesday morning, everyone will find a note outside their suite door. If you can get past Misfire’s dodgy handwriting, it reads:]


Hey LOSERS!!!

Get down to miracle mile 2DAY, 12PM, for some

VANDALISM

[Note: ‘vandalism’ is written with one of those ‘cool S’s.]

kit will be provided BUT if you have a water gun from the machine bring it!!!

P.S no snitches allowed
JK you can come n be target practice ;)


[At the appointed time, Misfire can be found standing triumphantly in the street. Beside him is a pile of spray cans, brushes, and buckets of paint; by the looks of it, he emptied the whole store. He’s wearing the dress Forrest made him too, and using the pocket space to carry even more stuff on him.

When enough people have gathered, he’ll address them:]

Alright, here’s the deal: it’s come to my attention that some of you have missed out some crucial formative experiences, or otherwise haven’t known the joys of anti-social behavior. And, since writing stuff on walls has been a historical expression of dissent, I think there’s no better time or place to fix that.

[Grinning, he picks up something out of his pile - a water gun filled with purple paint.]

Frankie didn’t outlaw vandalism, so let’s make him realize that egregious oversight. In technical terms - go nuts.

Comments

QUESTIONS?

[dullshooter]

I feel like this is as self-explanatory as it gets, but - let's be honest - with this group, I can't write it off. Any questions, shoot.

[honeyedtea]

Th–this isn't the sort of thing we can be punished for, is it?

[ So she isn't going to be a narc about it but she is going to be a square. ]

[giddyundertaker]

[ He wasn't planning on vandalism today, but you know what? Sure. He's showing up in a terrible t-shirt and jeans, grabbing some paint and a brush, and proceed to deface the side of the Department Store...

... Wait. Why does it look methodical? Is he seriously attempting to paint random victorian people's portraits? DID HE NOT UNDERSTAND THE ASSIGNMENT? ]

sorry 4 this

[bootyhunter]

[Eventually you will catch Dandy blinking at these Victorian murals... In the dumbest voice possible, he blurts out, while pointing a finger-]

Are those Jonathan's parents?

[dullshooter]

[Misfire wanders over, curious to see what everyone’s working on, and stops at the Undertaker’s mural.]

Not quite what I had in mind, but it’s not lacking for effort.

[Better than he could paint, too.]

First time?

[capreelcious]

[ Floyd stops his own reign of chaos to watch for a few seconds. ]

Whatcha makin', Barracuda?

[buriedstar]

[ Helpfully offers: ]

You're doing this wrong.

[howveryglib]

...

I feel like this was not Misfire's intention, but I cannot say it is a bad idea...

[inaclearing]

[Brett feels like he sort of initiated this - yes, he sees that callout there - so of course he comes along! He's wearing a random T-shirt and jeans from the department store, the better not to get anything on the clothes he actually likes.]

Visual art's never really been my thing.

[He comments, while spraypainting...trees? He's putting a lot of trees on the side of the ice cream parlor that faces the patio. They're easy to paint, and obviously have no loaded symbolism whatsoever! He's also idly snacking from a bag of orange candies he got from Smileyface, and will offer them to anyone who approaches!]

[giddyundertaker]

Hee hee... Seems we got the same idea.

[ He's painting people on the department store. Good ol' mural painting. ]

[dullshooter]

Eh, that’s not really the point.

[Misfire produces a spray can from one of his many ruffles and gives it a good shake. He’s glad to see Brett’s here and giving it a shot; this was kind of all for him, anyway.]

How do you feel? Invigorated with the spirit of rebellion?

[pairtner]

Ah...this brings some fond memories.

[There's Aiba! She's flying!

Really, she's flying. She has a helicopter rotor on the top of her head, and there she is, holding a spray paint can while hovering a few feet off the ground]

It's been a while since I got to do anything like this. This may come across as a surprise, but I think there's something fun in some casual destruction.

[Yeah, in Somnia it's pretty common for Aiba to be asked to hit, kick, and/or destroy all kinds of objects...and people. She follows the object destruction commands without any complaint, the people punching gets a cautious remark from her but almost every time she does it, and with surprising enthusiasm.

Aiba shakes the spray paint can with enthusiasm, stops, and just...stares at the wall]

Too bad I can't use this.

[The spray can, she means]

[giddyundertaker]

TRY A PAINT BRUSH!

[ He yells from his mural of peoples. ]

[capreelcious]

[ Floyd storms in wearing a mix of his Beans Camo outfit and the beautiful Nick Cage dress. Looks like he's properly dressed for chaos. He grabs a spray can in each hand and holds them up high! ]

VANDALISM~!

[ He's just gonna run around now spray painting things in various shades of blue and red! He's got seemingly endless energy so have fun trying to stop this eel in motion. ]

[dullshooter]

Whoo! Yeah! That’s the spirit!

[Absolute chaos. He loves it.]

[hotpaprika]

[There is a split second where Jonathan frowns at the invite. This seemed... really illegal.

But then he realizes that he doesn't give a fuck he hates Fontaine. So he holds a can of spray paint and gets ready to vandalize.

And he stares.]

So... does anyone have an idea of what I should be painting?

[dullshooter]

[As he’s here to help:]

Write a swear word!

[allatonce]

[She actually has two water guns, so she brings both of them. Unclear if she understands the assignment, given that what she appears to be doing is painting a, uh. Black circle.

Oh! Oh, she's writing "FONTAINE SUCKS" okay.

Anyway.]

You want a water gun?

[She holds out her spare.]

[specialyellthing]

Hell yes, sister! [SHE DOES NOT NEED TO BE ASKED TWICE---]

[fuckingguy]

[ Nandor, as a certified dweeb-ass henpecking loser despite a storied history of destruction, would not normally encourage this kind of behavior! But Zinda was down, and also everyone else is here, so here he is, too, wearing some punk jeans and a Hawaiian shirt from the vending machine, squinting directly at the business end of a spraypaint can. Please save this man from himself.

Once he gets going, he's mostly trying to recreate the Cool S from the invite, at first. But after his third fuckup he just angrily spraypaints over the whole thing, and the scribbled mess gives him an idea. He changes cans and starts painting detailed flames crawling up the sides of buildings. It may not be burning New Rapture to the ground, but it's about as close as he's going to get without breaking any rules! ]

[dullshooter]

[Seeing Nandor’s later efforts gets Misfire thinking.]

Technically, there’s nothing in the rules about arson…

[specialyellthing]

[Zinda's taken poor Mafuyu's accidental suggestion and run with it-- literally. She can be seen jogging around, spray painting whatever cameras she can get to, and getting a little, uh, creative with her climbing apparatuses. Don't worry, she's a bird, right?

In between that, she can be found with a paintbrush, artistically adding either the logo you've seen on her jacket, or a slightly different giant bird symbol. ...It's almost like the bat symbol. But bird.]

[dullshooter]

[Oh, we got another climber. Taking out the cameras is a pretty good move - probably more productive than writing rude slogans on the walls.]

Looks like you’ve got experience in this.

[sastruga]

[Mafuyu is standing with a spray can in her hand, not really doing much. She's standing there quietly -- almost eerily calm, considering the chaos of the gathering here. As she's standing there, she's making direct eye contact with one of the cameras. Like, almost unblinking, for a while.

And just when it seems she's not going to be doing anything, she just lifts the can and--

oh she's just throwing it at the camera

...well, her aim's good.]

[specialyellthing]

HAWKAAAAAH!

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[sixthnonsense]

[This is something that Hagakure has always wanted to do with friends, and now that he actually has friends, the time has come!!!

He can be found spray painting aliens, stars, meteors 'n' shit all over his little section of wall! Occasionally, he uses his newly-acquired telekinesis to...lift slices of shitty bowling alley pizza to his mouth for a bite. Listen, all this vandalism makes a guy hungry!

Later on, he seems to have found those big wooden letter stencils from the craft area. After painting all of them in various colors, he starts hanging them up to spell...

EAT ASS

He can't stop snickering like a twelve year old. Someone shame this dumbass.]

[specialyellthing]

You're gonna make Goldie faint.

[SHES TEASING-- but there's actually probably a chance of that, and a chance of Zinda getting mad at him if it does.]

[howveryglib]

[...he's. he's not sure how he feels about this. like on the one hand yeah fuck this man in particular but he has seen this kind of thing... in ala mhigo... and werlyt... and other unnamed provinces he's conquered...

...

is he... the man?

is he the bad guy??????????

no surely not.

but he is kind of awkwardly hanging back and glancing between the proceedings... and the can of spray paint he's currently holding... and the proceedings... and the can of spray paint...]

[fuckingguy]

[ With the air of someone who is capital-H Helping: ]

It helps to pretend New Rapture is a medium-sized village you are razing to the ground.

cw: mannequin haaaand

[hellaethics]

[Whooo, property damage! Finally something Jason is actually good at!

He's getting to work immediately, only accidentally blowing up one spray can with his fire hand. Before he picks up a whole new one, the original idea he had is already gone and something new has leapt to the forefront of his mind. He holds up his left hand and snaps his fingers, watching in awe as it turns to stiff plastic. Why in the world was he left alone with the plasmids?

Across from him, back to the wall and posing with both middle fingers in the air, stands a Jason hologram ready to become vandalism art. Dope. [And immediately Jason goes in with a bright teal spray paint to trace around his doppelganger before it fades away. And it wouldn't be proper vandalism without a little arching flare above the outline-]

BORTLES RULEZ, FONTAINE DROOLZ

[allatonce]

[Joy watches all of this and then, like an idiot, says:]

Who's Bortles? That can't be a real name.

[bootyhunter]

[Dandy is hard at work spray-painting something round. Something lumpy! Is it a heart or a butt? You decide!]

[pairtner]

[It's a butt and you can't deny it. There's Aiba, flying with her helicopter rotor and observing it]

Is this supposed to go together with the EAT ASS Yasuhiro wrote, or is it a stand alone piece?

[Thanks, Aiba]

[visiblepattern]

[Forrest really isn't sure about any of this, but eventually he just sort of seems to decide screw it, if everyone else is going to possibly get in trouble for this, he's going down with them.

Unfortunately, painting has always been much more Shigure's domain, Forrest has never had a talent for it; he's also not sure how to work the spray paint, and he doesn't like the smell they give off. So he's currently here with the brightest, most fluorescent can of pink paint he could find, and he's got a brush, and he's claimed a wall and written in huge, sweeping letters, just the loveliest calligraphy he can manage:

♥♥♥ FONTAINE IS AN ♥♥♥
♥♥♥ UNFATHOMABLE DASTARD ♥♥♥
[...and he is pleased with his small act of rebellion.]

[giddyundertaker]

[ He's trying not to crack up at the dainty insult on the wall. And failing. ]

[dullshooter]

[Whilst he's been wandering around and seeing how everyone's getting on, doing the kind of thing anyone 'organising' something probably should (though, for chaotic criminal activity that seems kind of contradictory to the point), Misfire's also doing his own thing! He sticks mainly to purple paints, writing such slogans as MISFIRE WOZ HERE, FUCK F*NTAINE, YOU ARE BEING DECIEVED, NEW RAPTURE? MORE LIKE NEW CRAPTURE!, and a couple of lopsided decepticon emblems for good measure.

When he gets sick of slogans, he switches to the paint-filled gun, and just starts splashing color everywhere. Can't miss if you canvas is as big as a wall.

For the whole of the day, and well into the evening, night and the approaching morning, Misfire stays out - eventually just sitting against one of the walls and waiting to see what happens next.]

What Happens Next

[bathymetric]

[ Very late at night, like... early morning, technically, the speakers all turn on and start playing uh. A Happy Normal Song. ]