Who: John, Bobby, and Jono When: Saturday night Where: Various computers What: Remy has some comeuppance due.
fireballistic00: Would you be willing to do something exceptionally stupid and childish if it meant possibly making the cajun's head implode on itself?
icetracks14: Uh.
icetracks14: YES.
fireballistic00: Excellent.
icetracks14: I'd at least consider.
icetracks14: But I got nothing else to do
fireballistic00: It involves a lot of aluminum foil and duct tape.
icetracks14: Duct tape is awesome
icetracks14: What're we doing with the duct tape?
fireballistic00: The plan as of right now is to wrap every goddamned thing in his room in tin foil, then duct tape it to the ceiling, walls, floor, whatever. Obviously we can't do huge furniture like the bed and dresser and shit, but we can at least make his life extremely inconvenient.
icetracks14: Haha. Oh man.
icetracks14: AWESOME
icetracks14: What'd he ever do to you?
icetracks14: Or is this a random act of kindness?
fireballistic00: He fessed up the other night that he was the one who took my shit. And, apparently, everyone else's.
fireballistic00: I tried to let him bow out gracefully and he wouldn't do it, and I warned him that payback's a bitch, but of course he didn't listen to me.
fireballistic00: So I figured rather than stealing any of his useless crap, which probably isn't even really his in the first place, I'd just make him miserable.
icetracks14: Serious? That sucks. BUT IT'S REMY so surprise but not.
icetracks14: That's cool. Yeah, I can do that.
fireballistic00: No, I'm not surprised, but I thought he was at least smart enough not to steal from people he lives with.
icetracks14: Him and I are kind of rocky right now though
icetracks14: So don't like betray me or tacky shit
icetracks14: Otherwise WHEN DO WE GO
fireballistic00: Tonight, if you're up for it. What's up with you two?
fireballistic00: Or it might have to wait until tomorrow. I need to get Jono on board for distraction.
icetracks14: Yeeeeeah. Talk to Jono
icetracks14: I don't know if he'd help. I think they're tight
fireballistic00: ...yeah, or not so much. I told him to get his favorite belongings out of the room the other night before I torched it. He didn't seem too defensive of the cajun.
icetracks14: REAAAALLY?
icetracks14: Interesting
fireballistic00: Yeah.
fireballistic00: You know what pisses me off the most? Not that he took my stuff, not that he won't own up to it (publicly, at least), but that I didn't catch him. I must be slipping.
icetracks14: He's good like that man
icetracks14: Unless you're in your room and awake 24-7? He finds a way
icetracks14: Like motherfucking Batman
fireballistic00: So. Hypothetically, if two people were to sneak into your room to wreak havoc with a certain cajun's every belonging, would you, hypothetically, be inclined to help or rat them out?
cla5hcityr0cker0: I would most likely be inclined to help them. Or turn a blind eye at least.
cla5hcityr0cker0: Hypothetically speaking
cla5hcityr0cker0: What kind of havoc are we talking?
fireballistic00: Hypothetically, these two individuals would be interested in wrapping everything said cajun owns in tinfoil, and then duct taping everything to the walls, ceiling, floor, whatever. Hypothetically, they would probably need someone to distract the victim for a few hours, or give him a reasonable excuse to stay out of the room.
cla5hcityr0cker0: This can certainly be arranged.
fireballistic00: Excellent. What are the odds it could be arranged tomorrow? D-Day is flexible, though.
cla5hcityr0cker0: Tomorrow works. I'll find a way to get him out.
fireballistic00: Cool. Thanks. On behalf of the conspirators, naturally.