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2019-01-02 #acdum New Year's Eve II

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  1. 2019-01-02 New Year's Eve II
  2. Hoxton, Houston, Sydney, Wolf, Dallas
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  4. [21:18:19] <Dallas> *Dallas hangs back a little to talk to Vlad, but he's not one to miss out on fireworks, and eventually shows up at the parking lot with his own car and whatever stragglers remained at the safehouse who didn't manage to hitch a ride with Sheila and the scary blue-haired Sheila at the wheel.*
  5. [21:24:11] <Hoxton> *When the gang is complete and Hox sure there are no nasty surprises in form of straggling cops, he takes a firecracker out, inspecting it's butterfly-esque wings.* Oi. Anyone's got a watch? What time is it?
  6. [21:24:54] <Houston> *Houston nearly wanted to fall to the pavement after having witnessed Syd's driving but refrains from dropping to his knees and kissing the ground.* Jesus christ...
  7. [21:25:41] <Sydney> *Sydney rolls her eyes.* What? I got us here, safe as houses.
  8. [21:26:11] <Dallas> *Dallas checks his watch.* About seven minutes to midnight!
  9. [21:26:45] <Houston> Yeah. True... But fuck sake... *He retorted*
  10. [21:27:42] <Hoxton> Shite! Fellas, c'mon! Get the stuff here distributed! We gotta have this ready! Oi, quit whinin, Houston! C'mon!
  11. [21:28:49] <Houston> *Houston rolled his eyes at the english but helped*
  12. [21:28:50] <Sydney> *Sydney brings out an armful of fireworks, dumping them in the middle of the parking lot.* We gonna wire them all up at once? Because that's so much more fun.
  13. [21:30:19] <Wolf> *Wolf's a bit wobbily when he gets out of the truck, groaning.* J-Jesus fuckin' Christ...
  14. [21:30:26] <Hoxton> Seriously? Nah, you cant even appreciate these little shits proper. Doubt we got even time for the wirin.
  15. [21:32:01] <Sydney> Well, we could always just light all the fuses at the same time.
  16. [21:32:03] <Houston> Hey Wolf, you wanna aim the roman candles at Hox? *he smirked*
  17. [21:32:55] <Dallas> *Dallas, who's been leaning on a concrete block watching them, takes a drag from his cigarette and comes over.* I'll help. Just tell me what to do.
  18. [21:33:21] <Wolf> ... Nah. I like Hox.
  19. [21:34:21] <Houston> Alright. All the more fun for me. *He nods*
  20. [21:34:44] <Hoxton> *Hox ponders for a moment, flipping Houston the bird* Yeah that's good, I guess! We'll need rockets! What's new years without bleedin rockets! *Hox looks up and waves Dallas over* We gotta need a light for the rockets.
  21. [21:35:33] <Dallas> *Dallas fishes in his pocket and comes up with a lighter, which he tosses to Hox.*
  22. [21:36:03] <Wolf> I have a flamethrower in the back of the truck.
  23. [21:36:27] <Sydney> *Sydney gasps, then claps her hands together excitedly.*
  24. [21:36:43] <Hoxton> *He catches it but then shakes his head* C'mon. Light some for us! Ya'll be in charge of the rockets, I take these spinning wankas. And I hope she wont blow us all to high heavens.
  25. [21:36:52] <Dallas> *turning to Wolf* A what?
  26. [21:37:37] <Wolf> A flamethrower. Two flamethrowers, actually.
  27. [21:38:19] <Houston> Wait... when the fuck did you put that there? *Her tries to scower his mind, wondering how that slipped by within his own truck*
  28. [21:38:28] <Sydney> ...I think I'm in love.
  29. [21:38:35] <Hoxton> Fuckin hell, wolfie! *He laughs but holy shite.* UH. Maybe keepin it to...regular fire for now?
  30. [21:38:51] <Hoxton> Though....*The face of a man considering*
  31. [21:39:12] <Houston> Fuck it. Go big or go home. *He shrugs*
  32. [21:39:27] <Wolf> If I told you I'd have to kill you. *He chuckles, winking at Sydney. Yes this is definitely the multiple shots of vodka talking.*
  33. [21:39:41] <Dallas> *Baffled silence from Dallas, but then--* Ah, it's new year's. But any of you singe your eyebrows off, I don't wanna hear any crying.
  34. [21:40:19] <Sydney> I'll just draw'em back on. Gimme!
  35. [21:40:28] <Houston> *He takes that into account as he lights a roman candle and ever so gently points it to Hox*
  36. [21:41:14] <Wolf> *Wolf laughs manically, running to the back of the trunk, shuffling around for a few minutes, then walking back out with the two flamethrowers. And some dynamite. Nice.*
  37. [21:41:50] <Hoxton> C'mon, hurry up fellas! Not much time left!
  38. [21:42:20] <Hoxton> *Rather watching Wolf return with the flamethrowers. Houston kind of forgotten.*
  39. [21:42:33] <Houston> *The first pop from the roman candle was now heading to Hox so he pointed the rest of them up*
  40. [21:42:37] <Sydney> *Sydney gleefully takes up the second flamethrower, asking Wolf for a quick tutorial in how they work.*
  41. [21:43:29] <Hoxton> *A startled jump and he turns around, fuming* You asshole! I'll get ya back for that!
  42. [21:44:23] <Houston> I'd like to see you try. *A sly hand movement was now aiming, again, at Hox*
  43. [21:46:26] <Wolf> *Wolf, more or less, instructs her to point and shoot. Accidentally burning his hand in the process but it's no biggie.*
  44. [21:47:00] <Hoxton> *Hox dives for the box, fishing out one for himself. No way he's gonna let that little shit win. A flick with the lighter and it's ON.*
  45. [21:47:10] <Houston> *It popped of and he corrected it straight up once again* Oops.
  46. [21:47:40] <Dallas> *What--whoa! Dallas starts backing up, out of the line of fire.* Whoa whoa whoa, guys guys guys--
  47. [21:48:38] <Hoxton> *That's at least two he's owing Houston and he's aiming at him, grinning wildly*
  48. [21:49:42] <Houston> *This time he aimed at Dallas, it popped off and for once he actually felt the need to hide*
  49. [21:49:44] <Sydney> *Sydney gives hers a practice flare, grinning like a lunatic as there's a burst of flame.*
  50. [21:50:21] <Wolf> *Wolf points his straight up, laughing manically, an arm around Sydney.* I AM THE GOD OF FIRE!!!!!
  51. [21:51:49] <Dallas> *It hits Dallas squarely in a shower of sparks. He lets out a yelp, but then he's laughing, pointing an accusing finger right at Houston.* Don't make me come get you, you little shit!
  52. [21:52:10] <Sydney> *Sydney bursts out laughing at Wolf's proclamation, responding,* Witness me!!
  53. [21:53:40] <Hoxton> *And there is another one hitting Houston. Hox laughs and aims again. But this time there is a ball of light hitting Dallas too*
  54. [21:54:56] <Houston> *Houston smiles thanking god he wasn't just tackled. Just like old times.* Ah fuck! *He is interrupted in his melancholy moment when a ball of sparks nails him in the chest*
  55. [21:56:08] <Hoxton> Ya snooze, ya loose, wanka! C'mon!
  56. [21:56:54] <Houston> *He aims his candle at Hoxton once more and then pop*
  57. [21:57:50] <Hoxton> *Hox tries to jump away but the shot hits his shoulder and there is an undignified "ACK!". Hox is pointing back at houston, a pop of light coming loose*
  58. [21:58:37] <Sydney> *Sydney seems to finally notice the ongoing war. She shakes her head, amused.*
  59. [22:00:14] <Houston> *His dodge fails as well... and nails him right in the groin* Shit! *Hands moved fast to protect himself*
  60. [22:01:13] <Hoxton> *A wild surge of laughter from Hoxton.* Hah! Take that! *AND MERCILESSLY LETTING ANOTHER GO.*
  61. [22:03:10] <Houston> *He is pelted by another and ultimately forgets the candle in his hand. It drops to the floor aiming at his feet and appropriately still popping off* Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck *He scrambles away behind the truck* Payback will be a bitch Hox!
  62. [22:04:42] <Dallas> *Dallas has finally managed to extricate himself from the wizard's duel, retreating to a safe distance. He gives Sydney a startled look, says* New year's ever this wild in Australia?
  63. [22:05:51] <Sydney> *Sydney chuckles.* Probably. I always got too drunk to remember what happened.
  64. [22:09:21] <Hoxton> Come at me, you little prick! HAH! *He turns to the others, clearly expecting praise for a duel won.* Ya dont fuck with the master.
  65. [22:13:22] <Houston> Oh I will motherfucker! *He walks out from behind the truck as the candle finally stops*
  66. [22:15:26] <Hoxton> Well then try an impress me, huh? *A shit eating grin and Hox takes one of those crackly ones, setting it off. Not tossing it at Houston, though*
  67. [22:16:44] <Sydney> Oi, you lot done? It's almost time!
  68. [22:17:22] <Wolf> Yeah!! *He?s still got a grip firmly around Sydney. She?s warm.*
  69. [22:18:16] <Hoxton> *Hox turns to them, looking proud* Houston's arse kicked. Yeah I am! Everyone c'mon! Fetch somethin!
  70. [22:22:29] <Houston> *Houston reached into the box finding the holy grail of prank fireworks. Fire crackers. He lit it and slyly flicked it between Hox's feet before walking over to Dallas* Sup man...
  71. [22:23:31] <Dallas> *Genuine look of concern from Dallas, and he squeezes Houston's shoulder.* You okay?
  72. [22:24:09] <Houston> *he smirks* I will be. *Pop*
  73. [22:24:45] <Hoxton> *And a resounding "ARGH" from aside*
  74. [22:25:34] <Hoxton> I'll fuckin end ya, Houston! *Hoxton is rummaging in the box as well. He shoots Sydney a look. TEMPTING. But not worth the painful death Dallas will bring upon him*
  75. [22:26:25] <Houston> *He tried his best to hold in a laugh but failed miserably, now using his brother as a meat shield*
  76. [22:26:54] <Dallas> *Dallas' confused half-smile turns into a frown, and he peers past Houston at Hoxton.* Jesus, buddy. *as Houston hides behind him* All right, buddies--settle down. Like Sydney said, it's almost time!
  77. [22:27:57] <Hoxton> C'mon, I wont hurt him too badly. I can't deny a challenge like this! OI! Stop hiding like a little pussy!
  78. [22:30:32] <Houston> *Houston steps out from behind Dallas* Truce? *It was a lie, Hox would get revenge... and he wanted to fuck with the brit more because of it.*
  79. [22:34:37] <Hoxton> If ya try and pull shite again....*He makes a throat slitting movemen with his hand and grins.*
  80. [22:36:38] <Hoxton> *The thought of forcing that vile liquor down his throat. Tempting.*
  81. [22:36:47] <Houston> *Houston mockingly flails his arms* Ah I'm scared... *but nods* Alright, you have my word. *A lie*
  82. [22:37:01] <Hoxton> I'll borrow Sydney's thrower otherwise. I aint fuckin around, twat.
  83. [22:37:33] <Houston> Careful. Might even out your face. *A smirk*
  84. [22:37:44] <Dallas> Boys.
  85. [22:41:48] <Hoxton> *A flurry of colorful insults. He's tempted but stalks off to the crate, taking out fireworks, muttering*
  86. [22:42:53] <Dallas> *Dallas pulls Houston closer to whisper.* Be nice, okay? Just make an effort. For me.
  87. [22:44:44] <Houston> *He sighs* Alright.
  88. [22:45:50] <Dallas> *A warm pat.* Thanks. Appreciate it, Danny.
  89. [22:46:54] <Hoxton> *Hox looks mightily ruffled, rubbing his burned half and muttering something like "The ladies love men with war scars." But he shuts up eventually, having spread out a neat selection of fireworks.*
  90. [22:47:34] <Houston> No problem... Natey. *A cheeky smile*
  91. [22:48:17] <Dallas> *Dallas pulls in a deep breath, lets it out.* All right. Come on, let's help him set up, huh?
  92. [22:49:49] <Houston> *He nods* Okay. And I promise not to aim them all at him.
  93. [22:50:41] <Houston> *He chuckles* Just some.
  94. [22:50:46] <Houston> Kidding.
  95. [22:53:05] <Dallas> *A small chuckle from Dallas, and a friendly pat on the back.* Attaboy. *And he steps over to Hox, having a look at the firepower he's laid out.* All right, whaddawe got here?
  96. [22:56:42] <Hoxton> *Hox looks still ruffled, sooty spots over his clothes* Hah. We got us some rockets here. A few spinners, a few volcanos and sparklers. *Pretty sure those are not the official names but he just goes on.* And the good shite. *A pile of crackers of various sizes. Might be actual tiny bombs. Courtesy of vlad.*
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