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

[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.

[howveryglib]

...

I am... actually not entirely certain that helps.

[maybe he is the bad guy fuck]

[fuckingguy]

No? Well... no, sorry, that's all I've got.

[howveryglib]

...

...

[He starts... painting something along the lines of...]

DOWN WITH THIS SORT OF THING

[fuckingguy]

Are you talking about the wall?

[howveryglib]

…

It is… the state of things. The conditions.

[fuckingguy]

But you wrote it on the wall. So really, it looks more like you are saying, "down with this sort of building."

... I am not opposed to that either, to be clear. Would be much more satisfying for all of us.

[howveryglib]

...Indeed. Once we are safely out of this place, I would be pleased to see this place reclaimed by the waves and consigned to the ignominious depths.

[dullshooter]

[Oh. Oh. Misfire doesn't know the reason for Gaius' hesitation, but they're on the precipice of a beautiful moment - and he's not gonna let it slip by.]

Go on, woofie. You know you want to.

[howveryglib]

I…

[…what should he put. He’s not a rebel, he’s a… he’s a good dog.

okay maybe. maybe art. he doesn’t do art though except like. what his kids like sometimes maybe?

in a fit of confusion he crudely spray paints one of these except it’s really pissed off and is holding a sword that looks like it is also a gun.

he kind of looks horrified when he realizes what he’s done. why did he pick something so cute in front of misfire. it was the only thing he could think of at the moment.]

[dullshooter]

[Misfire watches, gripped into absolute silence in anticipation. He gave Gaius a nudge, now it’s just about seeing if the dominos fall right.

Then, he finishes.

Misfire stares at it. He stares, and his face twitches. He doesn’t do much to try to contain it, but when he catches a glimpse of the horror on Gaius’ face, it all comes out: horrible, uncontrollable, uproarious laughter.]

[howveryglib]

[…

gaius is just going to fall to his knees in despair. why couldn’t he have just made a wolf or something. nooo draw a snegovik it’s eeeasy now he just wants to curl up and die.]

[dullshooter]

[Gaius’ despair only fuels Misfire’s joy, but that’s already been established. He’s doubled over but he doesn’t even need to stop for breath - the laughs keep coming.

Eventually he calms down and pulls himself together, wiping a tear away after all that.]

…I didn’t know you had it in you, woofie.

[There’s an audible struggle for him to get the words out without going right back to losing his shit.]

[howveryglib]

…

The children like them.

[IS THAT A DEFENSE??? NO IT SOUNDS MORE DESPERATE WHEN HE SAYS IT]

[dullshooter]

[HE LOSES IT AGAIN.]

[howveryglib]

[stop stop he’s already dead]

Yes, I understand, I am terrible at this.

[honeyedtea]

[ Mielle's sort of hovering at his side, looking similarly unsure about all this flagrant rule breaking. It's not that she doesn't understand the impulse to ruin Fontaine's day, but... ]

Am I being overly cautious or is this... a bit risky?

[ COMPLETELY misreading his hesitation. you go girl. ]

[howveryglib]

…it is not actually breaking any rules, though it could be considered incitement.

[he has definitely processed arrests for things like this. but like that was fine garlean rule is for the greater good it is necessary to maintain order]

[honeyedtea]

But... that isn't technically against the rules either, is it? So long as we don't permanently damage anything...

[ there is a tiny part of her under all the caution and proper behaviour and such that kind of really wants to see if Gaius is capable of going apeshit like the others ]

[howveryglib]

…indeed. It is not.

[hmmm. Hang on. Let him… think about it… and write up a legitimate grievance.]

Would that you pay for all your tricks, Mayor. You sell us Merlöt and keep the good wine for yourself.

[…………he nods approvingly.]

[honeyedtea]

[ . . . ]

That was lengthier than I was expecting it to be...

[ Oh, the most evil of psychic assaults – a teenager privately thinking that you're a bit of a dweeb. ]

You kept the paint very steady, though...!

[howveryglib]

[OOF....]

...

...

...

I am not that longwinded...

[several unskippable cutscenes would imply otherwise]

[honeyedtea]

Oh, of course not!

[ SOMEHOW, THE TANGIBLE PITY IS JUST MAKING IT WORSE?? ]

But the impression I've been getting is that messages of this sort are supposed to be a bit more... to the point?

[howveryglib]

...true, but it is a valid complaint. I am certain he is... wherever he is drinking the finest of wines while we must subsist on the swill from the vending machines.