023: Give the world what it wants. What it deserves.

[ra_ra_razputin]

[Somebody at 339 Brady didn't drink their milk today.

If you live on Brady lane, Raz is standing outside on your lawn, a vacant smile on his face that just screams "droned". He's got a milk bottle in one hand, and many more are lying in a pile at his feet.

They are stuffed with gasoline and rags and the one he's holding is on fire. UH OH.]

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[tsunkinesis.livejournal.com]

[After witnessing not!Dad bearing with the after effects of the milk, she earlier decided not to let him bear all the damages. After drinking a bottle and leaving a note, she ran out, so she wouldn't let them get involved.]

Ugh...how do you cram so many spiders in one jar?!

[Yep, she dealt with the spider milk, coughing up as much as the critters as she could. That is until she sees Raz.]

RAZ! What are you doing?!

[ra-ra-razputin.livejournal.com]

[Raz turns his head slowly, still poised to throw his molotov milk bottle.]

[tsunkinesis.livejournal.com]

[Crap. Need to disarm him and fast.]

H-hey, Raz, what are you doing with that milk bottle?

[ra-ra-razputin.livejournal.com]

[tsunkinesis.livejournal.com]

Uhh...right.

[Oh crap, this was that droning thing he mentioned, wasn't it? Suddenly, an idea hits her. Right at that time, she ends up hacking up another spider. Lovely. She just hopes Raz will follow along.]

Eeew a spider!

[She throws it out onto the road and away from any households. Let's hope that blast radius isn't too big...]

Raz! Get rid of it, please!

[ra-ra-razputin.livejournal.com]

[GASP, DRONE!RAZ MUST SAVE THE GIRL!

So he chucks his molotov milkbottle into the road to kill the spider. Brilliant!]



[But now you've got a creepy drone talking to you. Good luck.]

[tsunkinesis.livejournal.com]

Y-yeah, thank you.

[FFFFffff not to mention there's still a pile of moltov milk bottle lying around. Quick, gotta pull him away from those ASAP.]

Hey, uh, Raz...how about we go to the park to play or something?

whoops I didn't see this sorry!

[ra-ra-razputin.livejournal.com]

[He turned to pick up some of his milk bottles. Hope you like the park on fire.]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Raz...? What are you doing...?

[Wait...if she hadn't drunk the milk...and Quinn probably hadn't...and Annie probably hadn't either...


Oh shit.]

[ra-ra-razputin.livejournal.com]

[At first he says nothing. Just... smiles.]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

[Oh, fuck.

Mika tries not to let that reaction show on her face, but it's hard when she's holding herself up with the door frame and a cane.]

So I see! Try not to get in any trouble, okay?

[Oh man oh gosh oh man oh gosh oh man she needs backup and she doesn't know where anybody else is.]

[ra-ra-razputin.livejournal.com]

[Apparently that was the code word for "do it", because he pulls back, getting ready to throw...]

is it ok if i jump in? ;3;

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

[Quinn comes to the door, wondering what's up. He was going to discuss this whole milk situation with the family, when he sees what's going on. if Raz is ready to throw, Quinn will jump in front of Mika.]

H-Hey, Raz! Stop it!

always fine with me!

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

[Mika had been preparing to tackle Raz to the ground, and lets out a startled yip as Quinn intervenes. Grabbing Quinn's shoulder to keep her feet steady, her ears flatten against her scalp.

This could get ugly so quickly.]

I'M AWFUL

[ra-ra-razputin.livejournal.com]

[He turns and hurls the milk bottle directly at Quinn and Mika, still smiling.]

SOB

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

[You know what's a better idea than taking this face-first?

Grabbing Mika and pulling her to the ground as he just barely manages to get them out of the way in time.

However, there's a milk bottle molotov now setting the porch ablaze.]

Shit!