[Log] Raising Hell
Who: Adriel Carson When: 9DEC Where: Commons, bathrooms, cafeteria What: Adriel hates being sick; he takes it out on the dorms. Warnings: Adriel flirts with a chair. Open or Closed: Closed Observable: Yes.
Adriel hated being sick, truly hated it. He was miserable, sore, shaky, short of breath, and couldn’t keep a meal down. All of this greatly impacted his favorite activity, as no one wanted to sleep with a sick man.
So Adriel was bored on top of being sick and miserable, and if one thing was undesirable in him, it was boredom. He had a nasty habit of getting into all sorts of trouble when he was bored.
Trouble such as small, pressure sensitive explosives in the commons. Nothing big enough to do more than startle a person, but big enough to make a mess by throwing black powder everywhere. No one even knew it was him! He also flushed several cherry bombs into the toilets, bursting pipes and making a terrible, glorious mess.
Having gotten away with these things, as far as he knew, Adriel next set his sights on the cafeteria, rigging the chairs to protest and make rude comments about the person sitting in it. He cackled as he sat in one of the chairs and it gave a pained cry, demanding he stand immediately.
“You’re killing me!” the recording declared. “How would you like it if people sat on you all the time!”
“Oh I would quite like that,” the redhead purred with a dirty smirk, getting up and stroking the back of the chair. This prank would do to freak some people out. He left as a woman settled in a chair, causing it to scream. The woman, surprised, screamed, jumped up, and threw the chair across the room.
Excellent.
Sure, soon enough, this would catch up to him, but, ultimately, it would be worth it. All in all, Adriel considered it a good day’s work. Content that he’d raised enough hell, he went back to bed.