| [ SIDE A ♫ ACTION ]
[ All things considered, it had been way too easy to steal Joshua's suitcase. After all, he'd pretty much just waltzed into the guy's room ( he'd been a little surprised to find the door left unlocked ), snagged his suitcase ( which had helpfully been left sitting on the end of the bed ), and then waltzed back out.
So, if any characters happen to be out and about in Joywick, they might spot Neku dragging the suitcase off the street and into the laundromat! Once he's got it safely inside, he crouches down in front of it and takes a second to look it over for any obvious signs that this is some kind of... trap. After all, nothing that has to do with Joshua is ever this easy, right? ... but the desire for points ( and to turn Joshua's clothes a lovely shade of orange! ) wins out over that nagging voice of common sense, so Neku uses his thumbs to flip up the latches of the suitcase and then pushes it all the way open.
-- And by the time he catches a glimpse of what's inside, it's way, way, way too late. ]
Crap--! [ There's a click as the spring-loaded trap inside snaps forward, and Neku barely even has time to squeeze his eyes shut and clasp a protective hand over his MP3 player before the booby trap inside the suitcase proceeds to douse him with a healthy dose of orange paint. ]
. . .
[ Yep, Neku's just going to take a few minutes of defeated silence, here.
And then he's going to drag himself to his feet, trying his best to wipe the globs of orange paint away from his face as he kicks blindly at the suitcase on the floor and mutters something that sounds suspiciously like "Shoulda known, dammit." Congrats, Josh, you get an extra 50 points for the successful counter-prank. ]
[ SIDE B ♫ TEXT ]
[ An hour or so after the paint disaster, this text pops up on the network! ]
does anyone know how to get paint out of
[ ... he pauses for a beat, frowning down at his phone. And then: ]
everything?
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