Who: Pipp and Open Anubis When: Around 4 AM on sunday Where: NY streets, in front of a billboard.
Around 4 AM, the streets of New York weren't all that lively. But it was still New York, and there was always someone out and about, and Pipp was one of them. Only rather than technically being on the streets, he was up on the ledge of a low billboard accompanied by a few buckets of paint and a great, honorable ambition.
It started with boredom and a mere annoyance over a billboard that featured the happy-go-lucky Mcdonalds clown leading a group of smiling children. Some kind of role-model he must be, encouraging small children to eat chemically altered barely-food full of..trans fat? Something like that. Pipp cared little about fattening food, more about food that just wasn't natural.
He thought he could do a better job. So that was how he found himself here, standing up against the billboard in the wee hours of the morning with a large paintbrush full of white paint. He chose a good hour - there weren't as many people around, although there were still people that stared and looked away. Hopefully people would just assume he worked for the billboard company or whatever and not call the cops. At least, not until he got a chance to paint his own message across the billboard.
...which he hadn't decided yet. He had a several ideas; he would just pick when the moment was right. It had to be something epic, something that would make cars stop abruptly and people gape. Pipp couldn't help but grin giddily at the thought.
His clothing was already splattered with a bit of paint as he crossed large lines of white paint over the smiling clown and children. The paint smelled awful - damn chemicals - which just meant he would have to paint fast.