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entrancelogs2017-02-01 11:54 am
chocolatepudding) wrote in entrancelogs2017-02-01 11:54 am
Entry tags:
- blindspot: jane doe,
- fantastic beasts: newt scamander,
- harry potter: remus lupin,
- legends of tomorrow: eobard thawne,
- legends of tomorrow: rip hunter,
- marvel: daisy johnson (skye),
- nocturne: naoki,
- penny dreadful: victor frankenstein,
- stranger things: dustin henderson,
- the amazing spider-man: peter parker,
- the picture of dorian gray: dorian gray,
- the vampire diaries: elena gilbert,
- undertale: frisk,
- undertale: napstablook
Open; it's my life, your life, live it once can't live it twice
Who: Dustin Henderson, you
Where: Wonderland stairwells, sometimes a hallway
When: Febuary 1st
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Someone gave Dustin a ping pong ball launcher. Someone else gave Dustin whipped cream cans. What's the worst that can happen?
The Story:
Wonderland should be thankful Dustin's held off for this long, honestly. It's taken all of his self-control not to go crazy in December with the stuff, but after a month he finally caves in.
Dustin is ready. He's been practicing for weeks on targets. It's time for better targets, though, it's time for people.
The curly haired preteen has planned and plotted carefully: he wakes up earlier than usual at a whooping nine o'clock in the morning and gathers his instruments. A backpack filled with ping pong balls, a few chocolate bars and even an apple because he's healthy like that. In a small dufflebag goes the ping pong launcher he'd received from Jane, as well as six cans of whipped cream. He's half tempted to tie his hair out of his face with a cool bandanna, Rambo-style like Lucas did, before settling on his usual hat. He double checks to make sure he has everything, looks at himself in the mirror, slaps his cheeks because that's what the cool people in the movies do, winces because of said cheek slap, and exits his room to begin his ascent to the top of the stairs stairs of the Wonderland mansion.
Ping Pong Gone Wild
Citizens of the Wonderland mansion, if you were planning on using the stairs for any purpose on this beautiful day, be prepared. Dustin is on the prowl, hunting and stalking his prey. That prey? You.
Or, more accurately, he's perched atop one of the highest points he can reach without actually climbing--that's too much effort--and he's crouched, ping pong ball launcher at the ready, looking down at his kingdom below. The moment someone comes and Dustin knows he has the shot, he's launching a stream of four or five ping-pong balls, aiming for their backs. He quickly ducks back along the railing, hoping not to get caught, but it's fairly easy to pinpoint his location if you listen to the laughter. Notably, his hat can be seen over the railings, no matter how low he ducks.
He tries to keep his targets to people that at least look like they can take a joke, but the urge hits him occasionally to stick it to the incredibly intimidating types.
Ping-Pong II: Headshot edition
It was only a matter of time before Dustin's aim messes up and he actually winds up hitting someone in the face. Maybe his hand slipped, or they turned at an odd angle, but either way, Dustin drops the toy and immediately starts bounding down the stairs.
"Oh my god oh my god oh my god--are you okay? Please tell me you're okay, I can't be responsible for someone going blind. Holy shit--holy shit, please tell me you're okay."
Whipped Cream Fiasco
Eventually, just shooting people from above gets boring. Realistically, it's just that his legs are starting to cramp from crouching too much, so it's time to move onto phase two. He's still around the stairs, but this time it's hallways, nonchalantly leaning against a wall. There's absolutely nothing suspicious or shady about him just standing there, not at all. Not a single bit. Nope.
The moment someone passes him, though, Dustin springs into action. Two cans of whipped cream at the ready, he gives his best action-movie-hero shout and sprays.
Here's hoping Wonderland has dry cleaning.
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Where: Wonderland stairwells, sometimes a hallway
When: Febuary 1st
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Someone gave Dustin a ping pong ball launcher. Someone else gave Dustin whipped cream cans. What's the worst that can happen?
The Story:
Wonderland should be thankful Dustin's held off for this long, honestly. It's taken all of his self-control not to go crazy in December with the stuff, but after a month he finally caves in.
Dustin is ready. He's been practicing for weeks on targets. It's time for better targets, though, it's time for people.
The curly haired preteen has planned and plotted carefully: he wakes up earlier than usual at a whooping nine o'clock in the morning and gathers his instruments. A backpack filled with ping pong balls, a few chocolate bars and even an apple because he's healthy like that. In a small dufflebag goes the ping pong launcher he'd received from Jane, as well as six cans of whipped cream. He's half tempted to tie his hair out of his face with a cool bandanna, Rambo-style like Lucas did, before settling on his usual hat. He double checks to make sure he has everything, looks at himself in the mirror, slaps his cheeks because that's what the cool people in the movies do, winces because of said cheek slap, and exits his room to begin his ascent to the top of the stairs stairs of the Wonderland mansion.
Ping Pong Gone Wild
Citizens of the Wonderland mansion, if you were planning on using the stairs for any purpose on this beautiful day, be prepared. Dustin is on the prowl, hunting and stalking his prey. That prey? You.
Or, more accurately, he's perched atop one of the highest points he can reach without actually climbing--that's too much effort--and he's crouched, ping pong ball launcher at the ready, looking down at his kingdom below. The moment someone comes and Dustin knows he has the shot, he's launching a stream of four or five ping-pong balls, aiming for their backs. He quickly ducks back along the railing, hoping not to get caught, but it's fairly easy to pinpoint his location if you listen to the laughter. Notably, his hat can be seen over the railings, no matter how low he ducks.
He tries to keep his targets to people that at least look like they can take a joke, but the urge hits him occasionally to stick it to the incredibly intimidating types.
Ping-Pong II: Headshot edition
It was only a matter of time before Dustin's aim messes up and he actually winds up hitting someone in the face. Maybe his hand slipped, or they turned at an odd angle, but either way, Dustin drops the toy and immediately starts bounding down the stairs.
"Oh my god oh my god oh my god--are you okay? Please tell me you're okay, I can't be responsible for someone going blind. Holy shit--holy shit, please tell me you're okay."
Whipped Cream Fiasco
Eventually, just shooting people from above gets boring. Realistically, it's just that his legs are starting to cramp from crouching too much, so it's time to move onto phase two. He's still around the stairs, but this time it's hallways, nonchalantly leaning against a wall. There's absolutely nothing suspicious or shady about him just standing there, not at all. Not a single bit. Nope.
The moment someone passes him, though, Dustin springs into action. Two cans of whipped cream at the ready, he gives his best action-movie-hero shout and sprays.
Here's hoping Wonderland has dry cleaning.
[OOC: will match prose of brackets! If you have anything specific in mind or any questions, feel free to message me at
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Wow, Snart's strong. And the world looks absolutely crazy upside down. ]
You're a MONSTER!
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Hey, you don't start shit you can't finish. Free life lesson, kid.
[That said he walks him to the top of the stairs where he finally lets him down again, looking down with an amused expression, Dustin's hat still perched on top of his head.]
I'm keeping that.
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[ Over Dustin's dead goddamn body. That's his hat. He jumps, trying to reach it, to somehow snatch it off of Leonard's head. ]
No you're not, it looks dumb on you.
[ Another jump. ]
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[Given the height difference Leonard has on Dustin, he's not too bothered, instead he simply stays where he is and leans a hand on the banister.]
You give me that gun and hold still and then I'll give you the hat back.
[So very sinister.]