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thenearshore2018-11-20 07:16 pm
subconmodo) wrote in thenearshore2018-11-20 07:16 pm
Of course you know, this means war. [1 Open/2 Closed]
Who: Snatcher and you, Snatcher and Hat Kid, and Snatcher and anyone at Apollo's Temple
When: Near the end of February
Where: Around
What: Snatcher has found out a horrible, horrible truth. Engage Petty Mode+
[He'd had Jeremy check three times. Three. Times.]
[He'd looked online.]
[By some terrible, horrible twist of fate, Hibiki Shikyoin wasn't kidding. She was actually somewhat successful. That haughty, stuck-up, bratty pretty boy actually had one up on him. HIM! Why the HECK was someone like THAT better than HIM?!]
[They weren't. That was how. And he was going to make sure Hibiki knew it.]
[Let the games begin.]
A: Egg. (Open)
[All around the city, stores have been running out of eggs. There one moment, gone the next. Smaller businesses have reported someone leaving money, but the larger grocery chains? Nothing. Zilch. Nada. It's a mystery]
[Or it would be. If Snatcher and his minion weren't wandering around with a couple of wagons carefully stacked with cartons of eggs.]
All right. I think we've almost got enough. The store down the street should have everything we need. Let's go!
B: Death Wish (Closed to Hat Kid)
[Scene: A dark room somewhere in Subcon Weald. A single table stands illuminated by a single lamp, putting a spotlight on Hat Kid and Snatcher, sitting at the table]
All right, kiddo. You know why I've brought you here.
[He slides the contract over, face down, his eyes narrowed.]
And this one won't even cost you your life.
C: Attack on Apollo (Closed to residents of Apollo's Temple)
[It's a beautiful day. The sun's shining, the weather's finally reaching edging past the chill of winter into Spring, the flowers are starting to bloom...]
[And an egg sails through the air to splatter against the wall of Apollo's Temple.]
[It's a two-pronged attack, with Jeremy taking one side and Snatcher on the other, darting between goats and flower beds to launch egg after egg at what Snatcher can only think of as the worst theme park attraction in existence.]
[He's doing Hibiki a favor by helping her redecorate, really.]
When: Near the end of February
Where: Around
What: Snatcher has found out a horrible, horrible truth. Engage Petty Mode+
[He'd had Jeremy check three times. Three. Times.]
[He'd looked online.]
[By some terrible, horrible twist of fate, Hibiki Shikyoin wasn't kidding. She was actually somewhat successful. That haughty, stuck-up, bratty pretty boy actually had one up on him. HIM! Why the HECK was someone like THAT better than HIM?!]
[They weren't. That was how. And he was going to make sure Hibiki knew it.]
[Let the games begin.]
A: Egg. (Open)
[All around the city, stores have been running out of eggs. There one moment, gone the next. Smaller businesses have reported someone leaving money, but the larger grocery chains? Nothing. Zilch. Nada. It's a mystery]
[Or it would be. If Snatcher and his minion weren't wandering around with a couple of wagons carefully stacked with cartons of eggs.]
All right. I think we've almost got enough. The store down the street should have everything we need. Let's go!
B: Death Wish (Closed to Hat Kid)
[Scene: A dark room somewhere in Subcon Weald. A single table stands illuminated by a single lamp, putting a spotlight on Hat Kid and Snatcher, sitting at the table]
All right, kiddo. You know why I've brought you here.
[He slides the contract over, face down, his eyes narrowed.]
And this one won't even cost you your life.
C: Attack on Apollo (Closed to residents of Apollo's Temple)
[It's a beautiful day. The sun's shining, the weather's finally reaching edging past the chill of winter into Spring, the flowers are starting to bloom...]
[And an egg sails through the air to splatter against the wall of Apollo's Temple.]
[It's a two-pronged attack, with Jeremy taking one side and Snatcher on the other, darting between goats and flower beds to launch egg after egg at what Snatcher can only think of as the worst theme park attraction in existence.]
[He's doing Hibiki a favor by helping her redecorate, really.]
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[She reeeeeaaaally wanted to see what was in the box first. And it's so tempting. Had it being anyone else but the soul stealing lawyer ghost...]
[Sigh, restraint was hard.]
What's the task first?
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[He holds up one finger.]
First one: you find any and all posters advertising movies this jerk is starring in and draw on them. In permanent marker. Mustaches, stupid glasses, whatever that demented little mind of yours can think of.
Two:
[he holds up a second finger and a sign floats behind him. It's a simple thing. With neon green posterboard and large, block letters in all capitals that say "YOU SMELL"]
You photobomb while holding this sign at every opportunity you can.
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I could try my best....
[Before asking what the contents of the box were next, the kid looked at the photo again.] What did he do to you anyway?
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I want you to make sure he knows his place, kid. Make the pretty boy cry when he looks up at his ceiling at night and thinks about how insignificant he is.
[he balls his hand into a fist, the claws on the hand on the box digging into the cheap cardboard, leaving little holes.]
[How these incredibly small, petty things are supposed to accomplish any of what he said, who knows?]
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[Getting a little bit concerned for that box getting crushed. What if it was broken now??] Sooo...what is in that box?
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[He leans forward, as though sharing a secret]
This is the good stuff, kid. Was even banned in a few countries for awhile.
[He taps the lid]
And these? All yours.
[He takes his time opening the lid, slowly pulling the latch, pace practically crawling as he pulls it back on its hinges. Let it never be said that Snatcher doesn't know how to build suspense.]
[And inside. Well...]
[Inside lies five large Kinder Surprise eggs.]
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Alright, I'll do it. [Although not without trying to sneak one of those chocolate eggs out of the box first. Gotta make sure they're the real thing yanno!]
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No sampling the merchandise before the job's done, kid!
[He pulls the box away and shoves the contract at her]
Sign the paper, get to work, then we'll talk chocolate!
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Fine, fine.
[Got to just sign this in the same place as usual? ...Probably should double check what's written on the paper. There better be no mention of souls hidden here.]
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No souls involved this time. However, the Snatcher is not liable for any harm, death, injury, or retaliation that happens to the signer of this contract. And the signer needs to keep her mouth shut about the Snatcher's involvement in this deal.
Actually reading the whole thing for once, kid? Good job! Even someone like you can learn. Here's what you need to do for the chocolate:
_____________x
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[But all of this was checking out alright. No need to make 'adjustments' - forgot to bring a permanent marker anyway. Just the usual alien signature at the bottom and done.]
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[But hey! Not like it matters. IT'S STAMPING TIME. And with the wax seal and a spark of magic, they've got a deal.]
Perfect! I'll keep ahold of this for you this time, kiddo. Go forth and do your worst!