#tw prank

Just a few pics I thought I looked pretty okay in! :)

the big prank that made bad lose it?

theater.

bad’s helping out the theater kids by painting the set. as he is painting, paint buckets are around the area. skeppy and his gang (say quackity and schlatt) find their way into the place and.. pretty much, (accidentally) ruin the set. Bad goes to like, try and stop them, but then-

they book it for the supply closet, causing bad to follow. that’s when..

THUD

in the supply closet, buckets of paint fall onto bad, covering him badly in paint in all hues. schlatt, quackity and skeppy watch as.. paint literally leaks out the closet and..

some of the theater kids return, only to gasp loudly as bad steps out, dripping in paint.. he.. he just.. growls lowly before, grabbing a prop and

“YOU MOTHER FUCKING ASSHOLES!!” And he swings at them violently, the trio quickly running off the set, seeing that they are in fact in TROUBLE- skeppy takes one look back to bad and see’s him dropping the prop, tears in his eyes as paint cascade downs his face.. as well as theater kids quickly rushing over to come help him clean up and ask what happened.

Sorry about the lack of writing! I’ve really only had time to go to the gym, take care of the dogs, and work. Tomorrow will likely be the same, and I return to college on Sunday. I’ll try to get some stuff up, though!

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Prompt 23: “I never want to see you again.”

    It was a prank. Harmless. For the fun of it.

    The Jims had been in on it. That’s how harmless and fun it was.

    The plan had been simple: dump Eric in front of the camera for a surprise “practice” newscast- have a good chuckle as he stumbled over words like “precipitation,” not knowing he was actually on live TV- and at the end Wilford would run on stage, shout something like “you forgot the rain!” and dump a bucket of ice-cold water- really cold water. Not water with ice in it. They weren’t *monsters*- over Eric’s head.

    It went off flawlessly; except for one thing.

    Instead of laughing and praising them for a prank well executed, Eric burst into tears.

    Wilford stifled his own laughter before waving to Cameraman Jim to cut the cameras. He then turned back to Eric. “What’s the matter? It’s just a prank.”

    “Wh-why would-would you do this?” Eric’s teeth chattered and he wrung his sodden handkerchief in his hands until it looked about to rip.

    “It’s a prank! For laughs!” One of the Jims said from offstage. His comment sparked a round of giggles and affirmative chatter from the others.

    Eric looked around, at all the staring eyes, at all the laughing faces. His bottom lip quivered as more tears poured down his face. Finally, he glanced at the screens. At the replay of what had to be the most embarrassing moment of his life.

    “Was- was this li-live?” He asked quietly.

    “Well, duh!” Wilford dropped the bucket to the stage. It made a heavy thunk. “Who would wanna miss this?”

    Fresh tears made Eric’s eyes shine and he gave a strangled sob. “Why are you guys so mean? I never want to see you again!”

    He spun. Ran offstage, pushing past Bim and the Jims as he went. Fled the recording studio.

    Wilford watched him go.

    Eric was just being a baby, he decided. He’d come around.

While getting off work, I heard several police cars. I then got into my vehicle to ride home. While trying to turn onto the main road near the mall, we saw several law enforcement vehicles, and a fire engine and ambulance in a rear lot.

Then, as we passed by the main road entrance to the mall, we saw a LOT of police vehicles passing through from undercover cars to county and city police, plus a few state troopers.

Admittedly these are vague pictures. A lot of the vehicles were near the parking garage. That was around the time I heard from my boss that there was an active shooter. Around that time, I was worried somewhat for my friends that worked there. (Not so much for me, as I was out of range of any likely gunfire.)

By the time I got home, I kept updating the local news...and then I found out that it was likely a prank. I was relieved, but definitely not fond of what the juvenile pranksters did.