[002] Video; NOT QUITE AS KEIKAKU

[evilboygoofball]

[When the video feed clicks on, it shows Jack looking a little ragged.
He's got bags under his eyes, he's missing his signature black jacket,
instead sporting a red sleeveless t-shirt, one of the lenses on his goggles
is cracked and he's got a twig sticking out of his hair, which is also
looking pretty messy too. Despite that, he's grinning, in a lame attempt
at looking smug.]

What's happening, losers!? As I'm sure MOST of you didn't even notice,
your old pal Jack here decided to do a little midnight shopping last night!

[At that, he hoists a burlap sack with a hole or two in it and turns
towards a table nearby, emptying the contents onto it. There's a few random
kitchen appliances, the odd lamp or two, and generally things you might
find in your average living area.]

Aside one or two little snags, it all went PERFECTLY! And none of
you even noticed! Hahahahahah! Just thought I'd let you know if you go
to make yourself something in the kitchen and can't find your toaster,
or maybe try and look down the back of the couch for a missing remote or
something, it's here, and getting much better use than it would've if you
still had it!

I wouldn't try getting it back either. I got something else
a little more deadly than a toaster last night as well, and I'd hate to
have to make it crush any of you losers the first time I have to use it.

[Calling a bluff? Or is he serious? OH THE SUSPENSE.]

Anyway-

[Nope, that appears to be someone's hand and it is shoving its way into Jack's face, effectively knocking him out of view. Instead there's Raimundo, or if you don't know him, a tan-skinned kid with a Brazilian accent looking none too impressed with Jack's gloating.]

Anyway, I'm gonna go ahead and preemptively apologize for this idiot. If something's missing from your place, come by and I'll give it back. I managed to loot some of his stash when he broke into my place.

[ooc: red is Jack, green is Raimundo. open to anything, even if you weren't robbed but wanna comment on this mess, or maybe you were robbed but he somehow managed to avoid waking you, go for it. s'all good.]

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[strangle]

WHAT DID YOU FUCKING TAKE

[ Nothing, of course, jesus Satero calm down, you weren't robbed. But now he's convinced that... that something's missing. ]

video;

[evilboygoofball]

Uh...all this stuff looks the same. I'm not sure.

You notice anything missing already, or?

[oh shit wait]

Not that I'd give it back if I have taken anything!

[permatext]

[strangle]

[ after tearing through his room ]

YOU'LL GIVE IT BACK BEFORE I TAKE YOUR HEAD AND SHOVE IT DOWN YOUR THROAT

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[evilboygoofball]

[..wow what]

What did I even take?

[strangle]

MY CROWBAR.

I WANT IT BACK.

I'LL FIND YOU.

[xiaolindragon]

[Wait what.]

Uh.

[Why would Jack steal a--]

[strangle]

what? DO YOU HAVE IT?

[xiaolindragon]

Have what, dude? I ain't got anything.

[strangle]

THAT'S WHAT THEY ALL SAY. UNTIL I RIP THEIR EYES OUT.

[ Yep, now he's just convinced that everyone has his crowbar. Everyone. ]

[evilboygoofball]

I didn't take your dumb crowbar!

I only took electrical stuff. Kitchen stuff and the odd lamp, maybe an alarm clock.

But no crowbars. Calm down.

[strangle]

NICE TRY SHITHEAD.

NICE FUCKING TRY.

[evilboygoofball]

Well look pal, why not come over here and then you can see for yourself I don't have your lame crowbar!

[NO NO, THIS IS A TERRIBLE IDEA, JACK STOP]

[strangle]

WHERE ARE YOU.

[ YOU GOT ONE CHANCE, JACK, DON'T TELL HIM MAN, DON'T DO IT ]

[evilboygoofball]

[Two teenagers are currently fighting over this netbook, please hold.

Your call is important to us.]

[strangle]

[ Whoops, guess what Satero doesn't like? ON HOLD MUSIC. AND WAITING.

He chews on his crowbar in the meanwhile.

Which is right there.

In his hands.

The crowbar, that is.

It's right there.

In his hands. ]

[evilboygoofball]

[And later..]

your crowbar isnt here
go look somewhere else

[strangle]

no
i'm pretty fucking sure it is

i'll FIND YOU

[evilboygoofball]

[Alright time to get rid of this guy.

He does just a little searching to find out who is staying in what apartments, then brings up the numbers.

Dootdootdoot looking through the list an-ah. That'll do.]

fine its room 105

[strangle]

[ Doesn't even occur to him to be suspicious. HE'S OFF AND HE'S TAKING HIS CROWBAR WITH HIM.

You win this round, Jack.... ]

[xiaolindragon]

DON'T TELL HIM WHERE WE ARE, DUDE! [oops going for your netbook]

This guy's crazy!

[evilboygoofball]

[Trying to wrestle it back then???]

Well, he's gonna come looking for his crowbar thing anyway!

Does it make a difference?

[xiaolindragon]

[Oops might resort to knocking it out of the way via wind powers.]

Um, yeah! What if he gets mad that he can't find his stupid imaginary crowbar and decides to come after one of us. This guy is muito louco, we don't know what he can do.

[evilboygoofball]

Fine! Geez, I won't tell him then.

Then again I could tell him and leave you here to deal with him...

[xiaolindragon]

[Just. This look.]