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 Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 10:10 pm
[OOC: Yo, people! This thread is for goofin' off outside the main storyline. None of this takes place at the same time or in the same place, though you might be able to refer to it in the main storyline later.
Why? Because Zack and I need a place to get into trouble have some fun and cut a little loose, yo.
Wanna play? Sure, come on in!]
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At exactly twenty-past-eleven, Reno put the finishing touches on redirecting some rather critical security cameras, and slipped out of his office, hauling a rather bulky-looking bag. It clanked softly in the late-night stillness of the Shin-Ra building.
He loped swiftly to the back stairs and down a number of flights, finally poking his head into the main foyer. The central carpet had recently been graced with a sparkling new metal sculpture of President Shin-Ra's copious bulk. Quickly, he peered right and left to ascertain that none of the regular staff was present.
Satisfied that none of the "normals" had stayed late, he crossed over to one of the long couches. He collapsed on it as if he'd dozed off, using the bag as a pillow, waiting for Zack to meet up for the little prank as promised.
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 11:49 pm
Poking his head around his desk, Zack grinned as he shut off his computer. Picking up his duffel bag of goodies, he listened to the silence of the office section of the headquarters.
Perfect hiding spot. He snickered to himself. No one would EVER think to look for me here.
Shutting the door to his own office, he cheerfully walked down the corridors down to the elevators. He opened the door to the stairs instead, jumping down the the flights until he was at the floor he needed to be.
Opening the door, he was pleased to see the figure of a red haired man laying down on a couch, appearing asleep. Smirking, he coughed softly and set his bag on the floor.
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Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 2:13 pm
One bright-blue eye flicked open in amusement. "You oughta see a doctor about that cough, yo." Reno slid off the couch, depositing the bag on the floor with a muffled clunk.
"Prime Urban Development goods," he smirked at the SOLDIER. "Reeve doesn't know I knew about his little toys -- and he definitely doesn't know this one's missing." He grinned wickedly as he fished in the bag, producing parts of what was once a robotic maid -- skirt, cap, apron, and broom.
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Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 2:14 am
Zack grinned. "Mmn, maybe its from stress. Guess that means I need to go out and have a vacation."
Looking at the robotic dress gear, he grinned, eyes glinting mischievously. "Excellent." He plopped down his own bag. "And I've borrowed some of Scarlets new soldering material, as well as the gun, although she doesn't know it." He snickered. "Also, I've got the feathers." He unzipped a side pouch, filled to the brim with chocobo feathers of various colors.
"Lets hit this." He smirked, setting up the gun.
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Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 11:55 am
"I already had fun with the solder today. You go first," Reno grinned, waving at the statue. He produced a tube of super-bonding glue and set to work with the feathers.
The first ring of feathers went neatly around the President's bald skull. Reno set to work sculpting the second and third batch to resemble a chocobo's spiky plumage.
"Man, this stuff is worse than that Midgar Day float the Prez made us work on last year," he muttered, shaking sticky feathers from his fingertips. "You got a rag, yo? I gotta wipe some of this off."
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Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 2:53 am
Currently melting the lower part of the maid skirt to the large tub of the presidents gut, Zack paused to look at Reno. "Shoot, not for that sort of glue. Just..." He looked around. "What about in the secretaries desk? Don't they usually have some sort of lotion? See if that works."
Finishing up the skirt, Zack started on the apron, trying to get it to fit on as best he could. "Hey, you think this'll melt any designs on this thing?" He called to Reno.
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Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 11:30 am
"Eh, I don't think lotion's gonna cut it." Reno poked in the receptionist's desk anyway, leaving feathers stuck to the drawer handles. "There's a coupla' handi-wipes in here. Those might work." He promptly filched them, then used one to wipe his hands, sticking the other in his pocket for later.
"Designs? Are you kidding?" he laughed. "If they don't refinish it when they take the stuff off, you'll see the solder lines forever." An idea sprang to mind, and he picked up the as-yet-unused broom. A few quick cuts took about six inches off the handle, scattering metal filings all over the floor, and Reno went back after the feathers.
"The Prez would look smashing with a feather duster, no?" he grinned as he began gluing more feathers in place.
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 11:38 pm
Having finished the apron and started on the cap, Zack laughed evilly. "Why, no maid is a proper one without! And it would be an insult to not include the entire outfit!"
Finishing the cap, Zack started on some additions to the apron. "So what do you think?" he snickered to Reno. "A personal statement that fits our dear, dear president so well..."
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Posted: Fri Aug 29, 2008 4:43 pm
Reno crossed his arms over his chest and looked over the statue appraisingly. It'd taken barely half an hour to turn the portly President into a feather-bedecked (and still portly) robo-maid.
"Heh, looks goooood," he said, with a satisfied smirk. "Just about perf -- wait." A devilish grin crossed his face, and he returned to the receptionist's desk. He knew exactly what he was looking for, and found it in a matter of moments.
"Yo, spikey. Catch!" In rapid succession, he tossed over a bottle of foundation, a blush compact, and a lipstick.
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2008 3:39 pm
Zack quickly caught all the makeup thrown at him.
"Reno, this is why I love you, man." He snickered unscrewing the cap off the foundation. A few quick dabs and he started to beautify (as much as humanly possible) the face of ShinRa senior.
"Too bad there's nothing for his eyes." He smirked. "Hey, is there anything else we can get for our fair lady in there?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2008 11:31 pm
"Mm, lemme look." Reno poked through the drawers a bit further. "Not much, 'cept this." He held up a perfume spritzer, then did a double-take at the label. "Dio #5? You gotta be kidding me. ... I don't think I even wanted to know he had a side business, yo."
He vaulted lightly back over the receptionist's desk, giving Zack a moment to finish the makeup and get out of the way before liberally spraying the unfortunate statue with perfume.
"How's that?" he asked, turning to the taller man with a cocky smile.
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 7:57 pm
"Ugg, what's that smell?" Vachiron grumbled as he rounded the corner rubbing his eyes. He didn't like all-nighters.
"What the...?" He blinked as he put his glasses back on. Reno and Zack were admiring what looked like a Shin Ra president-chocobo-maid. He had to fight hard not to smile. "That looks perfectly atrocious." He snigered "You guys realy..." He had to cough to hide a laugh. "... need to show the President some res...pift."
Vachiron couldn't help it and began laughing hard enough to cry. He took off his glasses again to wipe his eyes. "I so want to see the look on his face when he sees this. Remind me I owe you guys a beer."
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 1:12 am
"Uurg." Zack made a face at the overdosed statue. "I think I've run into Marlboros that smelled better. So a perfect representation."
Turning to look at Vachiron as Zack heard him come near, he grinned when he saw that V was on their side. "What are you talking about?" He snickered. "I show plenty of res-pift." He stepped away from the statue to get away from the heavy dose of the perfume a bit.
Turning to look at Reno, he nodded and asked quietly. "What time do we need to be out of here?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 2:48 pm
Reno smirked. "Check the security logs tomorrow, V. They oughta have all you wanna see."
At Zack's question, he looked thoughtful. "The boss said they had a poker game tonight, so we've got tons of time, yo. They're usually up half the night." He glanced up at the clock hanging over the main foyer, its hands positioned at 12:12.
"No probl ... " A look of terror lanced across his face. "s**t! The cameras!" He lunged for the bag of leftover parts. "We gotta get outta here! They're gonna start working again in like three minutes."
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 9:19 pm
"Leaving now." Vachiron waved as he walked off. "Nice work with the cameras by the way. I have a feeling you want me to conviently forget that I know that is your pass code when they ask."
Not like Tseng dosen't know already.
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