005 - Action

[epiccombo]

[Oh, look, Puck's standing in one of the hallways, a graffiti spray can in one hand

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[timisnotme]

*When you get to the tenth floor you may find yourself short some wall space as a certain masked fellow has gotten there first. All over the place are various cyphers and numbers in red marker.*

[epiccombo]

[Well. Puck just glowers at the already marked up wall.

After a few seconds, he just moves over to the next bit of space that's unmarked, and continues spraying his angry words onto it.]

[timisnotme]

*Masky comes around the corner and just watches for a while. Then he decides to helpfully translate your noble words into code form.*

[epiccombo]

[Puck's fine with an audience - it doesn't bother him in the least that he's being watched, until Masky decides to start helping.]

Um. What the hell?

[ironlass]

[ You know, sometimes walking around to stretch your legs is good for you!
Sometimes nothing exciting happens when you do.
Sometimes there is a guy painting on the walls.
--Wait what? ]

Um, what are you doing?

[epiccombo]

[Without missing a beat or turning around, Puck responds, glaring at the walls.]

Slapping paint on the walls.

[Eyeroll.]

It's called anger management.

[Okay, he's not that angry, not really, but he doesn't know how else to explain it.]

[ironlass]

What are you mad about?

[ By what is written on the wall, she would guess the mansion itself. But, there might be something else. ]

[epiccombo]

Everything. Nothing.

I don't know.

[How the hell do you explain to someone that you feel like a giant screw-up?]

What are you doing here anyway? It's not like there's anything to see.

[jacksurapples]

[The paint stinks, Puck, way to be respectful of sensitive noses, gosh!]

What're ya doin'?

[epiccombo]

[Sorry, little pony, your sensitive nose isn't very high up on Puck's list of things to think about.

He turns around, and almost drops the spray can in surprise.]

What the- we've got talking horses in this dump?

[Now he's suspicious... are you a trick of the mansion out to get him for putting graffiti on the walls?]

[jacksurapples]

[By now, she's used to this reaction, at least, so AJ takes it in stride.]

Talkin' ponies is a thing from my world, apparently. The name's Applejack.

[AJ offers a hoof for him to shake. She's not a hallucination, okay.]

[epiccombo]

This place has some weird shit, but you've gotta be the weirdest thing I've seen.

[He eyes her hoof suspiciously, but eventually shakes it. It feels real enough, so he figures he must not be hallucinating.]

I'm Puck.

[echo_of_utopia]

[ And staring is what Lamb will do. Quietly. With interest. ]

[epiccombo]

[He just keeps going with his "artwork", until he finally gets tired of being watched.]

You want something?

[echo_of_utopia]

Wonderland does not preserve change well. Your art might be gone in the morning.

[ Of course that's what she calls it. Of course. ]

[epiccombo]

Then I'll just be here every night.

[He may just be talking big here. Even he doesn't really know.]

[battleaxebass]

Hmm.

[Hey Puck here's a vampire lady floating behind your shoulder now. She has her bassaxe with her.]

Graffiti huh? Looks like fun. Got another can?

[epiccombo]

[Whoa. What the crap? Is that a ghost?

If it is, consider Puck both freaked out and impressed at once.]

Yeah. You wanna join in?

[He tosses the can at her.]

[battleaxebass]

Awesome. Ta much.

[She leans her bass against the wall, then begins to spray her name on the wall in neat cursive. Lalala absolutely nothing strange about me.]

[epiccombo]

[Sorry, Marceline. He's not in a talkative mood right now, so unless you ask him questions, he won't be saying much, just focusing on defacing the walls.]

Yeah. Have fun with that.