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rivalkidneypunch) wrote2009-01-08 04:07 pm
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[IM chat with Nyx, Fang, Ganondorf, and Dimentio. Unhackable]
((I'm going with IMs because Char's probably not good enough with computers to make his entries airtight, and he's being careful with this one. Parcel, if you don't want Fang involved then I can remove him. Also I can edit this so his cheesy AIM username is whatever you want it to be XD))
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kerosenedream: Alright, guys. The plan? Give Her Royal Spaziness somethin' to really whine about.
kerosenedream: Step one: Dimentio, here's where we need you. Do your fancy magic shit and warp yourself into Daisy's room. Unlock it and let us in. You got gloves, so if Daisy's batshit enough to dust for prints or somethin', she won't find none.
kerosenedream: Step two: Once we're in, we take the flowerpots the scrubs are nappin' in. Swap 'em out with empty flowerpots, spill 'em, scatter some dirt around.
kerosenedream: We dump the shredded lettuce, maybe leave behind a few splatters of Thousand Island and a bacon bit or two.
kerosenedream: Step three, we cart the shrubs off someplace for safekeepin' for a couple days. Enough to make her sweat.
kerosenedream: We've all got each other covered for an alibi. We'll just say we were someplace in the city or in my room or somethin'.
kerosenedream: All we need is to pick a time to do it and find somewhere to store the scrubs. Rasputin and Darkfyre'd probably eat 'em, and I dunno about Fearow.
kerosenedream: So what do you guys think?
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kerosenedream: Alright, guys. The plan? Give Her Royal Spaziness somethin' to really whine about.
kerosenedream: Step one: Dimentio, here's where we need you. Do your fancy magic shit and warp yourself into Daisy's room. Unlock it and let us in. You got gloves, so if Daisy's batshit enough to dust for prints or somethin', she won't find none.
kerosenedream: Step two: Once we're in, we take the flowerpots the scrubs are nappin' in. Swap 'em out with empty flowerpots, spill 'em, scatter some dirt around.
kerosenedream: We dump the shredded lettuce, maybe leave behind a few splatters of Thousand Island and a bacon bit or two.
kerosenedream: Step three, we cart the shrubs off someplace for safekeepin' for a couple days. Enough to make her sweat.
kerosenedream: We've all got each other covered for an alibi. We'll just say we were someplace in the city or in my room or somethin'.
kerosenedream: All we need is to pick a time to do it and find somewhere to store the scrubs. Rasputin and Darkfyre'd probably eat 'em, and I dunno about Fearow.
kerosenedream: So what do you guys think?
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I love it.
Hell once you guys're done I'll take you all out fer drinks. My treat.
For the first round that is.
Everyone have their fake IDs ready! ;D
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If we go for the whole cruel root, I can always go back home and go to the markets for dead scrubs parts to REALLY freak her out.
She'll find out soon enough, but the first instance of pure dread will be MAGICAL.
If we get bored, we can always hang out at that shack I bought a while ago.
Maybe we can set it on fire this time. I've been meaning to do that.
Actually, you know what, that could give us a good alibi too.
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But yes, I'm more than eager to further torment that nasty little whelp.
It's not as though she could torment me any worse than what she's done before.
And if you're having too much of an issue in finding a place to squirrel away the scrubs, I can toss them into a secluded little dimension for as long as necessary.
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GhostlyNyx: Not sure. anyone know if anyone touches the place?
GhostlyNyx: though, Jester's plan's probably the best bet. No chance o' gettin' found.
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kerosenedream: Sounds like the ideal way to spend an afternoon to me.
kerosenedream: The best time to strike'll be when the princess and her roomie are in class, so I hope you'll all be able to cope with the heartwrenchin' loss of a class period or two.
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