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[ofbreath]

[Being a doll doesn't appear to have deterred John from his usual antics at all. It being April Fool's Day, and him being a bit of a prankster...]

[Well, most of the doorways in the Manor have been rigged in some way. Some of them drop buckets of plastic snakes on unsuspecting victims' heads (because there was no running water due to the event, which was such a bummer!!), others pull the trigger on canisters of silly string. Some even drop small vats of molasses or some other sticky substance and then pull the switch on a fan, to blow the age-old trick of chicken feathers all over the poor sap that opened the door.]

[John is prowling around the Manor, watching his traps and waiting, hoping to come across something wildly hilarious and amp up his Prankster's Gambit.]

[[ooc; If you can think of something you'd like your character to be pranked with today, feel free to assume John has it set up somewhere. He's a crafty little brat, go wild. >D]]

Comments

[oftime]

None of it? Not even a tiny little millisecond of it?

[ofbreath]

Shut uuuuupp!!! [Shoves at him.]

[oftime]

Jeez, make me. [ Shoves back. They are the most mature fourteen and almost-fourteen year olds ever. ]

[ofbreath]

[John pauses for a split second at that threat, and just pushes him back one final time, moving away.]

Gosh.

[oftime]

[ John's pause causes Dave to do the same, raising a brow before he sways easily with the final push. ]

Golly. How many people have you gotten today? [ Moving on... ]

[ofbreath]

[It's been a while since he's actually thought about this. He kind of didn't miss it. Especially not the fact that now his heart is hammering uncomfortably in his throat, so he has to shake himself out of it to reply to Dave.]

What? --Oh. Uh, three or four, I think. It's not much but it's something, and with everybody being dolls sometimes they're not actually heavy enough to set off the traps.