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

[polydegmonsprice]

It seems Bad End Dead End rigged up paint explosions.

[childeishly]

...huh. I guess Bad End gonna Bad End. [ shrugs. ] It sucks that you got caught up in it though. [ crowds his space like it's completely normal. ] But maybe you'll let me continue spoiling you~

[polydegmonsprice]

[why... well. accepts it for now.]

Is it fun for you?

[childeishly]

[ emmy!
fun to tease!! ]

Maybe. [ Y E S . ]

But I think you may appreciate what I have to show you besides.

[polydegmonsprice]

...Then I suppose we shall see.

[childeishly]

Back to the hotel then. [ offers him a hand. ] Would you like a ride?

[polydegmonsprice]

...All right.

[takes his hand 'x']

[childeishly]

[ tugs him straight into himself as he changes into a horse. enjoy the ride. he's going to head through the mall and back to the hotel. ]

[polydegmonsprice]

[riding bareback so CLING! CLING!!!!!!]

[childeishly]

[ BUMPY RIDE! he doesn't change back as he enters the lobby and just kind of trots into the elevator. it's horse sized... probably. WHINNIES! ]

[polydegmonsprice]

This is- a bit crowded, is it not??

[childeishly]

[ stomps his hoof, because, no, it's clearly fine. the elevator was tailor made to fit a horse... though if emmy does continue to complain he'll change back, so that he ends up in his arms. enjoy childe's overly smug grin. ] Is this better, Emmy?

[polydegmonsprice]

[oh

he's dying]

It's-- less cramped, certainly!

[childeishly]

[ brings his lips to his ear. ] More comfortable too, I’m sure. [ purrs~ ]

[polydegmonsprice]

[lordt.]

Do you have that sort of relationship?

[childeishly]

Elaborate? [ >:3 ]

[polydegmonsprice]

[pinches his nose]

You know exactly what I mean.

[childeishly]

Do I though?

[polydegmonsprice]

[SIGHS

HEAVILY]

[childeishly]

[ kisses his cheek. ]

[polydegmonsprice]

[tugs on his bangs lightly with a huff]

[childeishly]

...that's not much of a deterrent, Emmy. [ steps out of the elevator and onto wild city's floor, heading to his room, which looks like the arctic. there's fake snow everywhere and his bed is an actual cave; full of pillows and blankets. ]

It's a good thing I got you those warm clothes, ... [ because he opens up the door to this. ]

[polydegmonsprice]

Hmph.

[effectively "if i were trying to deter you you would know"]

Was that the reason?

[childeishly]

[ SO THAT MUST MEAN YOU LIKE IT. ]

No. But it's not a bad reason. [ a laugh. ] Winter's coming... so it'll be nice to have some practical clothing, don'tcha think? [ hops down into the snow and holds his arms out. ] c'Mon down!

[polydegmonsprice]

[...

......

hops down '^']