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Post by Carlos Johnston on Sept 8, 2016 22:24:55 GMT -7
Carlos grinned as he entered the mall, followed by a newly hired bodyguard who simply refused to listen when he was told to let the young teen go out and about on his own. It was for the best, though, he supposed, as it certainly didn't hurt his appearances. The more that people expected him to go around in full-on rich kid mode, the easier it would be for him to get from place to place when he didn't.
The man, a former Marine who had just been discharged, was slightly overbearing, but Carlos understood that his heart was in the right place and thought it slightly endearing. He was dressed in the stereotypical black suit that movies and television depicted bodyguards as always wearing, still had his coal black hair in the military buzz cut, and had cold green eyes that were always looking for potential threats. He also stood at an impressive 6'11", and had an intimidating muscular physique. His name was Cooper.
Carlos playfully called him Tiny Tim.
The inside of the mall was every bit as impressive as the outside suggested, and Carlos was sure he could find various places to keep himself entertained for a few hours. Unfortunately, there were far too many choices and he didn't really know where to begin. He'd ask Tiny Tim for a suggestion, but any of the other few times he asked the man's opinion on something, he received a simple grunt in response. Deciding that it wasn't worth wasting his breath over, he simply turned to a direction at random.
"Follow me, Tiny Tim," he said with a smile as he started walking forward without a single clue of where he was going. "Onwards to adventure!"
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Post by Jorge Alexander on Sept 8, 2016 22:43:10 GMT -7
Jorge found himself sitting in a mall that he certainly didn't enjoy or really even want to be in. Everything about it was so boring. Why did he come here again? He had a reason, he knew. His top hat was covering his eyes, aided and abetted by his long grey hair.
He stood up from the bench and almost started walking away. When he noticed a massive man made almost entirely of muscle. Jorge grinned to himself. "Oh, this is almost too good to pass up..." He said grinning a wide smile.
Jorge loved messing with people who could snap him like a twig. It was always so much fun to screw with them. He pulled out his wallet and went to the nearest store that would have a bucket. He grabbed one off of a shelf and quickly swiped his card before running out of the room and filling it with water.
As soon as it was filled, he ran back to where he first saw the living mountain of flesh and grinned when he saw that they weren't far from where they were. "Gotcha." He smiled and ran over, coat billowing behind him as he moved swiftly to catch up and dumped the bucket of water all over the man's head by jumping up and meeting it. Jorge was tall, but he had never seen a giant quite as large.
He grinned as he watched the scene unfurl.
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Post by Carlos Johnston on Sept 8, 2016 23:50:43 GMT -7
Carlos turned around when he heard the splash, head tilted. It seemed Tiny Tim had drawn the ire of a strange man who thought trying to antagonize such a behemoth of a man would be a good idea. The young teen simply gazed up at Tiny Tim, smiling slightly. He was curious how the scene would play out. It was obvious that Tiny wasn't happy about his socks now being soaked, but it was less obvious how he would act.
Cooper was pissed. He was getting paid a good deal of money, probably more than he deserved, to keep the kid out of the sort of trouble that he wouldn't be able to buy his way out of. The kid was certainly likable enough, and he had been considerate so far, but Cooper wasn't being paid to make friends. He wasn't being paid to deal with some asshole who thought practical jokes were still more funny than a pain in the ass, either. He was tempted to show the man exactly why pranks like that weren't funny, but something in the kid's eyes made Cooper think twice about it. He was being judged and he could tell, and he wasn't going to disappoint on his first day of the job. He turned to look at asshole and, after assessing that he wasn't a serious threat, promptly turned away. Asshole was lucky that Cooper was on the job, otherwise he would've found him in a far less agreeable mood.
Carlos grinned as Tiny Tim gave him a small nod. It seemed the big man knew how to keep his brawn in check. The young teen would've expected nothing less from a Marine, but it was nice to see it in practice. The prankster would simply have to be disappointed in the lack of response to his joke. Quite unfortunate for him, but at least it served some purpose to Carlos. As long as he was smart enough not to press his luck, the prankster would likely be able to leave the mall happy and with all his teeth. If not, Carlos wasn't sure if the bodyguard would be able to keep from reacting forcefully.
So, instead, Carlos thought the best thing to do would be to leave the area before things could go wrong. "Where to next, Tiny Tim?" This was greeted with another grunt in response, but Tiny Tim also jerked his head slightly towards the right. The young teen nodded and started walking in the designated direction, fairly certain that he had seen the large man flash the slightest hint of a smirk.
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Post by Jorge Alexander on Sept 9, 2016 0:07:51 GMT -7
Jorge rubbed his chin thoughtfully. Why hadn't that man responded to his provocation? He would need to step up his game it would seem. Boredom would not be the death of Jorge today! Besides, it wasn't like he was really doing anything wrong. He could clean up the mess he made if the mall cops got on him. So after a bit of thinking, a metaphorical lightbulb popped up under his top hat.
He rushed down into the cafeteria and asked if he could buy some hamburger buns off them. After getting told he needed to purchase the burger with them; Jorge sighed and swiped for around 6 hamburgers. That left him with 12 buns. He shoved as many ketchup and mustard packets as he could into his pockets; after that he stored away a the hamburger buns and ran off towards the nearest culinary shop.
He returned with a pie pan full of mustard and ketchup pie. "No one stiffs me..." Jorge muttered and held the plate aloft as he scanned the mall for the man before sporting him and who seemed to be his son? He wasn't entirely sure of their relationship, nor did he care about it. He had to get this guy one way or another. "Fee, fi, fo, fum! Let's do this thing so Jorgey can have some fun!" He said and hurled the pie at the man.
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Post by Carlos Johnston on Sept 9, 2016 11:54:55 GMT -7
Carlos was looking in the window of a gaming store when, suddenly, he was pushed from the side. He blinked and turned to see Tiny Tim now covered in condiments and hamburger buns as well as water. There was a resounding clatter as a pie pan hit the ground. It didn't take a genius to figure out what happened, and a quick glance back behind Tiny revealed the same prankster from before. One look at the large man revealed that he didn't even need to turn around to know who had done it.
"Tiny Tim," Carlos said quickly, eyes darting back and forth between the current victim and the man who would soon be the one victimized, "if you hurt him, you'll get yourself kicked out of the mall. That'd mean I'd either have my day cut short or I'd be wandering around here all day by myself, and you don't want either of those to happen, right?" He flashed an uneasy smile and hoped that it would be enough to keep Tiny Tim's anger in check.
Eventually, Tiny sighed and relaxed. Carlos grinned, giving his own sign of relief, before turning and pointing directly ahead. "C'mon, big guy, let's find you a change of clothes. Hey, do you think a mall this big would have a dry-cleaning service somewhere?" All he got was another grunt in response, but that was fine. The young teen was simply content that he wasn't having to watch the large man attack someone for a ridiculous sense of humor.
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