i love the smell of BE=DE in the morning

[wotanon]

Who: BAD END=DEAD END & you
Where: far enough away that the hotel is safe, close enough to be heard
When: Day 434, afternoon

[Wherever you are, your phone buzzes with the notification for a Live. Should you check the broadcast, it's just an overhead view of some anonymous building in the city. The roof is covered with a few mysterious dark boxes, as well as words spray-painted in red:

YOU'RE FUCKING WELCOME
VENGEANCE VENGEANCE VENGEANCE IN THE SEVENTHFOLD DEGREE !!!

In the distance, a few small figures dash away . . .

. . . Just as every single box EXPLODES with a very audible series of booms, throwing masses of brightly-colored paint splattering all over the remainder of the building, all the surrounding buildings and road, and probably any passersby within a couple blocks, too.

Also, the explosions collapse the entire roof and top floor of the building, sending paint-splattered rubble flying to the ground as well. Watch out!

The broadcast then helpfully zooms in on the paint-splattered culprits of this mayhem—the entirety of BAD END=DEAD END, who didn't quite manage to outrun their crimes.]

* * *

[If, for some reason, you don't check the broadcast—perhaps because you have more important things to do than watch every live that happens in this godforsaken city—then your day is interrupted by a series of distant, but very loud, explosions. Maybe you should check that out?]

[OOC: Hosts: 450 points + 450 units participating bonus (10 atm) + 200 for the Art theme, because Art is a BANG!
Everyone else: 300 points + 100 for the Art theme]

Comments

[carrionmywaywardsun]

[watching her and laughing]

The fuck is that supposed to be?

[romanticlove]

Ah- is it bad??? I just had some pent up anger and wanted to ruin something, I guess.

[Hang on, going to add a cute little face to her blob, complete with razor teeth dripping with blood. Well... the eyes are cute anyway.]

[carrionmywaywardsun]

[laughs]

Oh yeah, I'd say it's fucking ruined now.

[romanticlove]

It is not!! I think it looks fine! It's colorful.

[carrionmywaywardsun]

Relaaaax. I was talking about the building. Not your little whatever-the-fuck-that-is.

[romanticlove]

Oh. I guess I'm usually prepared to be mad at you... sorry.

[:|]

Did you make anything or did you just blow up paint everywhere?

[carrionmywaywardsun]

Nah, we just blew up the fucking paint. And the top of that building over there.

[romanticlove]

Well, I guess as long as no one's being hurt by it, it's fine.

[Hm.]

The most destructive I normally get is shooting targets.

[carrionmywaywardsun]

Seriously? This whole fucking city is full of shit for you to shoot. I mean, look at all the fucking windows on everything.

[romanticlove]

I feel like that would be off brand if I did that.

[She's supposed to be upbeat and cheerful, alright. Also disciplinary. How could she do that if she's breaking the rules too? Well, it's probably too late for that.]

[carrionmywaywardsun]

So don't do it as a fucking live, then.

[romanticlove]

I guess that's true, though technically I could turn it into a live if I hosted with one of you and just demonstrated how to break stuff.

[Spraying another spot this time being more precise and making as neat a circle as she can.]

[carrionmywaywardsun]

[Valor's gotten the vandalism out of his system so he'll just watch her for now]

Well, in that case it'd be a double. Two for one, right?

[romanticlove]

[Stopping her painting mess to consider him.]

What other sorts of lives do you like to do? Or... I guess I'm debating if I should steal you for one sometime.