FEELS LIKE A JOKE && vandalism.

[TSUYU.]

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It was too fucking easy. Way too fucking easy for the frog-manx hybrid to sneak into the Tanglewood's camp. She carried cans of paint with her tongue, after checking the surroundings for people. She wanted those fucking purge points from the Pitt's event.

It was late in the night, and Tsuyu had made it to the newly repaired docks just in time to lay out her supplies and get to work. She let the paint go wild, some of the paint dripping into the waters and contaminating its floors. Once she was finished with the mess that was now the docks, Tsuyu grabbed a spraycan out of the belt she wore, spraying the folowing words in bold, sharp, and thick lettering.

"FUCKING WEEDS"
"DIE"
"CROCO-CU*KS"

Tsuyu had stood back to admire her work, before using a frosty breath to help freeze over the surface to help it freezedry. Then, she disappeared into the night, satisfied with her work.

//Permission given by Morgan's roleplayer to do this. The paint can be painted over! At the time this happens, Morgan is supposedly staying with Vigenere, so he is unaware that Tsuyu did this.
[member=155]Morgan[/member]

TAGS • THE PITT • 13 M/O • FROG-MANX HYBRID • #BNHAFAM

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[toboggan]

"Aww, how sweet of ‘em!" a thunderous voice rang, the loud approval clearly intending to grab others’ sleepy attention spans. Their scent was foreign, and their rustling through the territory was noticeable, but Leroy was much more interested in seeing what would come of this intruders’ actions rather than actually stopping them. Thus, one could say his tracking skills were purposely weakened, for this one time only; the reason being that the interloper certainly had no purpose of harming his clanmates, as Tsuyu’s disturbance was moving towards the docks, the recently repaired planks of wood which wasn’t getting much use (despite his last weekly task instructing him to do so). Once the coast was clear, with the pest assumably out of the area, the mongrel made the scene - to see colourful obscenities limning the landmark as a decrepit feature staining Tanglewood’s landscape. There was a flaw in the mystery vandal’s plan, however; Leroy enjoyed it. If their aim was to upset as many people, then consider the job failed, as the mise en scéne heavily reminded the mutt of the time he spent years ago on the impoverished streets of a big city.

Though toxic chemicals in the water were a bad thing, it wasn’t exactly a new trait of Tanglewood, per se. The swamp has been radioactive for quite a while, all that was new was the environment had a little sprucing up.

[Morgan]

Morgan was, in a word, speechless. It seemed like it had been from out of nowhere that someone decided to vandalize the docks. Why now? He could not help but wonder where the vandal had come from. It wasn't like there had been a raid recently, and Tanglewood did not yet have any outstanding enemies. Beyond anything, however...

"I failed."

The samoyed sat by one of the walls of his nearby cave, staring at Leroy and the carelessly painted docks. "The one night... the one night I thought it would be a good idea to stay with my Vigenere, and this happens." Indeed, one of the canine's few overnight visits with his boyfriend had happened the night before. "I could've been here to catch whoever did this... but I wasn't."

After gathering himself, he approached the amused Leroy. "Do you have any idea who did this?" he inquired, kicking at the clean sand below. "We can at least clean it all up, but..." He took some shaky breaths and a few small blasts of water erupted from the surface of the sea next to them. "I-- we'll all need to be more diligent, then."

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If Arrow had known who had left th beautiful work of calligraphy here, she would have flipped her absolute shit. But she didn't, and all that she really knew was that some dickhead had graced the place with their presence and "croco-cu*cks make her audibly snort.

[color=#208030]"You're telling me, boss man. But come on, you can't be everywhere at once. Not like anyone got injured this time." The chocolate feline commented nonchalantly, shrugging. But, Morgan really seemed distraught over this, and she felt maybe she shouldn't blow the whole thing off. She hopped over to the "art", sticking her tongue out at the mess. Paint was gross, and now it was everywhere. [color=#208030]"We need like, a robotic dragon or some shit. Something to keep assholery out."

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[VIGENERE CIPHER.]