mayfield_rpg | April Fools Pranks!

April 1

All around Mayfield; Action

[Those of Mayfield's residents out on the streets will see a very strange thing. An angry woman, swearing in a mixture of Gaelic and English, is tearing down the street in only her lingerie.]

GET BACK HERE, YOU CLOTHES THIEF! WHEN I CATCH YOU, I'LL...!

[After being pulled this way and that by the strange sensations that had started soon after her "prank" on Little Slugger, she had wandered through Mayfield, finally stopping at Tohsaka's house. A strange symbol had been painted on the driveway. She had tried to investigate it, but in the process had fallen victim to a prank. Not only that, but soon after she realized she had been pranked, her suit had disappeared, only to reappear on the prankster who had gotten her.]

[So now, she is chasing after the girl who not only humiliated her, but stole her suit. At the very least, she is determined to take her clothes back.]

[OOC: Those who reply here might also have to speak to Tony Stark, who will be accompanying her.]

April 2

1. 340 Brady Lane

[After the events of the previous day, Bazett had discovered that she had none of her tailor-made suits left, all of them having been destroyed or stolen. Therefore, she has settled on wearing one of her Mayfield-provided blouses and a pair of her drone son's pants.]

[She has looked up her victims' addresses on her phone. Though she dislikes doing this, she knows that if she simply sat back and allowed others to prank her, she would eventually lose her regains and end up in a weakened position. The only way to offset this would be to prank her victims and hopefully take some useful regains. Though she is not much of a prankster, she has worked much with Father Kotomine, who had been very good at pranks. Therefore, all she had to do to succeed with a prank was to imitate his mindset.]

[With that in mind, she rings the doorbell.]

2. 5721 Cunningham Lane

[Bazett has moved on to her next victim. She believes that this prank will both be easier and harder to accomplish than her previous ones. Harder, because the target knew magic, but also easier because of that. The target had mentioned that she used her magic to keep her body functioning. Therefore, Bazett had made a bounded field around the subject's oddly unwarded house.]

[The bounded field would not have any major effects. It would simply interfere with the prana flow of those within it. It would not be enough to cut off the girl's life support magic, but it would weaken it to the point that she would feel a little uncomfortable.]

[After this is done, Bazett hides in the surrounding shrubbery to observe if the prank will be successful.]

3. 2240 Stevens Road

[This time, Bazett is just going to try ding-dong-ditching. The message has been written on the porch and she is ringing the doorbell.]

4. 1447 Mitchell Road

[Again, Bazett's first attempt will be ding-dong-ditching, followed by other pranks if the initial attempt falls through.]

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[You know, Tony's positive he must have done something right today. Maybe that dog he petted today was actually some kind of fairy that rewards good deeds, because the sun is shining, he's feeling well-rested, the Mai Tai he just had was scrumptious and now he has a dee-lightful view of one stubborn redheaded minx in her indoor clothes. He isn't sure what will cause him more pain, though: announcing his presence, expressing his admiration for her physique and offering to help with whatever she's doing, or keeping his distance, not saying anything and just enjoying the view. He reasons he can at least high-tail it if he stays put, so he does.]

[By now, Bazett's face is even redder than her hair due to the mix of embarrassment and anger.]

GET OUT HERE AND--!

[And then she notices Tony. All the color seems to drain from her when she sets eyes on him. Her previously red face turns ashen pale and she just stands there, frozen in her horror.]

[Um. Whoops. She spotted him pretty quickly. Why's she staring at him like that, is there something in his teeth...? Oh, no, wait, she's half naked, duh. He shades his eyes with his hand and waves with the other one, a smile on his face.]

Yo! Bazy! You seem to be missing things there. But then, "missing" implies there's a troubling lack of something, and I'm not troubled at all...

[She cringes in response to his voice and rushes to shield her lingerie from his view.]

T-tony?

[She barely manages to squeak out his name.]

I'm...um...well...a little...indecent.

[Her face is rapidly reddening again.]

What's indecent is the fact that you've been hiding such an impressive physique! Who knew? Do you work out? You must. Color me impressed! Your boyfriend is a lucky guy.
[He glances both ways, then crosses the street in her direction, pulling off his suit jacket as he walks.]

[She hastily tries to retreat.]

I do not have a boyfriend.

Hoo... more's the pity. Damn shame. [He holds out his hands in a friendly gesture as he sees her retreating, holding the jacket in front of him like she's a fleeting deer. He gives her one quick, rueful once-over for the road, sighs, and then hands her his suit jacket to cover herself up.

[She looks at the jacket warily before throwing it over her shoulders. It is enough to cover up her bra and panties, at least.]

T-thank you.

[Even though she is still blushing beet red, she manages to give Tony a smile.]

[He takes off his sunglasses and hangs them from his collar.] My regret. You seem to enjoy the suit look anyway, even though you would look great in an athletic suit, maybe a sports bra...

So! Seems like someone is pulling one over on you. Or off of you, literally speaking. What's happening?

Please stop making those implications.

[She sighs.]

Have you noticed the recent prank war?

...Is THAT what that is? I thought it was just... general stupidity.

Mayfield is forcing everyone who filled out a census to participate in a prank war. It seems whenever you successfully prank someone, you are allowed to take one item from them.

[She growls.]

AND THAT DAMN SCRAWNY LITTLE BRAT TOOK MY CLOTHES!

Huh. Guess it turned out to be a good thing I don't ever handle paperwork, then. Pepper be damned.

[He leans forward, hands on his knees, and laughs heartily] HAH! Priceless! Hooo... hoo boy. I can't blame the guy. On the one hand it's a double-whammy prank, fool 'em once and embarrass them twice. On the same hand, he satisfies his perversion.

[He glances at her expression] ...Er, and, y'know, on the OTHER hand, it's totally wrong and stuff.

She's a girl. Or at least I think she is.

[Bazett had not gotten a good look before the prankster had run off.]

I'm still going to beat her over the head a couple of times and make her give my clothes back.

Oh. Well, that's probably just bitchiness, then. So I wouldn't blame you for any head whalloping.
How'd she prank you?

It included a strange seal and some strategically placed buckets.

[She is reluctant to say any more.]

Buckets, huh? Geez, that's an old one. Not very original, this clothes-stealing dorkette. Though I don't remember the water bucket prank needing ominous seals...

The seals were a distraction to keep me from noticing the actual prank.

Okay.

...Just checking, are we talking SEALS or SEELS? Like, the Arctic animal commonly slaughtered by whales? Or like the hand-made kind of seal?

...Or hand-made toy seels?
.....Or the branch of the US Navy?
.........Or the crag-faced singer? God, there are TOO MANY SEALS!

[She raises an eyebrow.]

Hand-made, drawn seals, of course. As in magic circles?

Oh. That's more of a "None of the above", then. I guess she went the extra mile with this prank after all...

Welp! I'm bored. Mind if I tag along, help you catch her?

Y-yes, that would be nice.

[She could at least hide behind him should anyone approach.]

Swell. Which way did she go, Boss, which way did she go?

[She points forward.]

That direction.

Tally-ho then, Madam! [With a flourish he takes a few steps in that direction.]

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