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[Video] Backdated to Monday.
May. 10th, 2013 03:57 pm[The gear clicks on to show someone’s shoes at first. They’re black with steel over the front and one of them taps in a slow rhythm.]
-I’d have been cool with like white, or blue, or some funky color that had to do with the rainbow but attacking my head with neon? Really??
[The view swings up to the familiar rounded shades and flat expression of one Dave Strider. There’s just one noteable difference. His hair is neon pink. There is blaring and then there’s eye searing and from the way he huffs and offers the gear to someone else, he’s not impressed.He will get you back for this.]
[The new face on the screen doesn’t seem any more excited about this, neon green hair falling into her eyes and framing her face. Rose wears an equally flat expression and her eyes glance sideways at her brother.]
Pink isn’t that bad. I mean, compare it to this green? I don’t even have anything that matches this. I’m going to be a walking color clash until I manage to purchase some new clothes. Pink goes well with red though, so I don’t see what you’re complaining about.
Except that I do. I can’t believe this.
[She knows exactly who is responsible. After all, who else could it possibly be? Who was close enough to the two of them to manage to prank them both on the same day? Who would even dare to prank the Strilondes like this other than John?
No one, that’s right.
Rose sets the gear back, so that both siblings can be admired in all of their neon glory.]
[Dave sighs and cards a hand through his hair but, that foot hasn’t stopped tapping. Oh he knows exactly who is responsible. There will be prank war over this. Suddenly, his whole demeanor shifts and he smirks. He covers the gear, but you hear one last thing from him.]
-idea about this.
-I’d have been cool with like white, or blue, or some funky color that had to do with the rainbow but attacking my head with neon? Really??
[The view swings up to the familiar rounded shades and flat expression of one Dave Strider. There’s just one noteable difference. His hair is neon pink. There is blaring and then there’s eye searing and from the way he huffs and offers the gear to someone else, he’s not impressed.
[The new face on the screen doesn’t seem any more excited about this, neon green hair falling into her eyes and framing her face. Rose wears an equally flat expression and her eyes glance sideways at her brother.]
Pink isn’t that bad. I mean, compare it to this green? I don’t even have anything that matches this. I’m going to be a walking color clash until I manage to purchase some new clothes. Pink goes well with red though, so I don’t see what you’re complaining about.
Except that I do. I can’t believe this.
[She knows exactly who is responsible. After all, who else could it possibly be? Who was close enough to the two of them to manage to prank them both on the same day? Who would even dare to prank the Strilondes like this other than John?
No one, that’s right.
Rose sets the gear back, so that both siblings can be admired in all of their neon glory.]
[Dave sighs and cards a hand through his hair but, that foot hasn’t stopped tapping. Oh he knows exactly who is responsible. There will be prank war over this. Suddenly, his whole demeanor shifts and he smirks. He covers the gear, but you hear one last thing from him.]
-idea about this.
