Eating alone (Afternoon - Iris)

"Of course. That's why I brought it up silly." Miyuki would respond with a brow raised behind the expressionless mask. She did say it was time to get them, right? Confused and unaware of Frogerio's reason for delaying his trip to the vending machine, she'd merely stand there and await his next move. If he wanted her to accompany him he'd more likely than not have to ask outright.

OOC Notes:

While Frogerio was off getting the goods Miyuki, without much else to do, would analyze her surroundings while waiting for him to return. Upon his rearrival, the child would grin underneath her mask and flash him a thumbs-up. "Then it looks like it's time for my fun to begin~!" She'd reply as she took the sodas out of his hands a few at a time and set them on a nearby empty table. Her eyes locked onto the group of brutes while she picked one of the sodas up and shoved it at Frog's hands. Then, picking up one of her own, she'd give her surroundings one last look before beginning.


The hand holding the soda suddenly began to shake up and down at a rapid rate. She began to giggle uncontrollably as the beverage shook violently in her hand. Then, bringing her arm to a stop, Miyuki would stand completely still for a second or two before swiftly popping the pull-tab open and hurling it into the sky. If all went according to plan the drink would soar through the air raining down a torrent of fury and cola on those walking underneath the soaring drink. But these people were hardly Miyuki's main quarry. The soda would come flying down on its true targets and slam into the table they were sitting at and, upon impact, would send a burst of the sticky liquid flying at them. If they were unable to avoid it they'd find their clothes and food soaked all over with it. But it didn't stop there. No, no. She wasn't that merciful. The mischievous girl would quickly snatch another can from the table and repeat the process. And ideally Frogerio would follow through with his role and do the same with the can she handed him.

After that all that mattered would be escaping. For the moment, however, her concern was solely with securing success. She wasn't sure how good her aim was, being so little, so hopefully this wouldn't backfire on her...

Randomizer To Make Things More Interesting:

"We're gonna throw the cans at them..?" Frog looked curiously at the beverage in his hand. The cold, aluminum surface reflected the picture of the mask he was wearing. "P-pink..." He muttered, as if only now really starting to comprehend what he was wearing... Being focused on that, he hardly noticed Miyuki throwing the first can at her prey. "A-ahh, wait, it's leaking everywhere!" He shouted, but the girl threw the other can right after. Sure, he wanted her to hit them, but not random passerbies! He didn't want to get blamed for such a huge mess! "W-wait with the next one!" Shaking, Frog skittered over to the girl to halt her from throwing more cans. The crowd was confused at the sudden downpour of coke but had not yet realized what was up. The guys at the table, though... They were soaking wet. It caught Frog's attention as he was trying to stop Miyuki, but they... Haha! They were covered in sticky, goddamn coke! Like they deserved!

"Hahaha!" He couldn't hold back the laugh. They looked like total monkeys! Jerks, idiots, finally got what they had coming for themselves! And he, he could make them suffer even more now! He had to! He lst control in that moment, only being able to focus on wanting to soak them in even more coke now! And so, he grabbed the remaining four cans. All four of them, and started running. Maniacally, he ran through the crowd, pushing those he could push and tripping over those he couldn't, all to get to the table. With his free hand, he'd grab a can and start shaking it as violently as he could and... When he was sure he'd shaken it enough, he threw it, threw it straight into the back of Tommy's neck. The can exploded with full force, its liquid contents spilling down Tommy's back andthe two sitting next to him. It must've hurt real bad, as the boy yelped rather audibly, having been painfully shaken from his confusion over the mess their table had become. By the time they all begun turning towards him, aka, the direction from which the can came, he'd already have grabbed another one and shaken it. This one flew straight into Tommy's nose, but, this time, it wasn't only the can which had exploded... No, Tommy's nose also burst out in its own unique shade of vivid red. Blood! Haha! Frog halted his step to laugh at the scene of the other boy grabbing his nose in pain as it trickled red all over his face. Two more cans, two more!!! The crew immediately got up from their seats, but weren't even given enough time to react before the third can flew... And it flew with deadly precision! Frog didn't even think he could aim that well! It flew into Tommy's crotch just as he had gotten up! "Haha! You've peed your pants, jerk!" Frog grinned through the laughter, grabbing the final can. Something itched with pleasure in his pants as he shook the can and opened it, taking a stance to throw it... The last one, for the kill! "Eat shit!!!"

And then... everything went black as the other six threw themselves on him, knocking him down into the hard floor...

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...ugh.

"Wait?" Miyuki would ask with a confused expression on her face. Why was he telling her to wait? She stood there dumbfounded for a moment and, in that short period of time, Frogerio seemed to have a change of heart. But that's not all he did. He snatched all the cans away and, before Miyuki could stop him, went running toward the kids at the table with the speed of a cheetah. "S-Stop!" She shouted out to him, but it was already too late. What should have been a simple prank was quickly falling apart into madness. One of the kids had his nose broken: blood and cola flying through the air as he clutched onto it in agony. Was this guy insane? She knew he wanted to humiliate them, but hurt them? Maybe that was his intention, but it wasn't hers. Though the mask kept her expression hidden shock had overtaken her face underneath it. Whatever the case, she didn't have time to muse on how much of a grade-A psycho this guy was.  She had to skedaddle, and fast! So, she turned around, and took a step forward...

And stopped.

Miyuki looked over her shoulder at Frogerio. Pinned down by six of the seven kids, he was completely helpless in that moment. A frown appeared on her face. But whatever, it wasn't her problem. He was the idiot who ran straight toward them with the cans. What'd happen to him next was entirely his fault. So, once again, she took a step forward...

And stopped.


She spun around and rushed to a nearby table with a determined glint in her eyes. A young child, younger than Miyuki, sat there eating alone (ayyy title-drop) with a half-eaten burger in his hands and a goofy grin stretched across his face. With lightning-fast speed she ripped it away from his hands and rushed away leaving the young boy with a stunned look on his face. Then, jumping up onto an empty chair, she'd hurl the burger at one of the brutes and shout as loudly as she possibly could.


Hehehehe... Can. That was kinda funny since, you know, the plan had involved soda cans. Then again Miyuki was an easily-amused child and that pun was incredibly corny.

If she successfully got their attention then she'd book it and run as fast as she could down an alleyway in the hopes of leading them after her. Of course, they could always simply split up and leave some of the group with Frogerio. But according to the man himself they were stupid, so she figured they probably wouldn't be able to think of that. But Frog was hardly an unbiased source of information, so who knew what'd happen next?

Action:

The burger hit its mark, successfully driving attention of one of them over to Miyuki. "Hey, there's another one here!" The boy shouted, pointing at the mysterious masked vigilante. The other quickly shifted their heads to look at her. All of them were soaked in soda, but still gave off a rather scary vibe against such small targets as the two masked twerps that'd dared to oppose them. The main brute, Tommy, however, through the bleeding, beaten up nose and hurting groin, still kept his head way above the others and, when they stopped focusing on Frog and went over, ready to chase down Miyuki if needed, he stood back, barely able to see what was going on through the speckles of light appearing in his eyes, and tried to call for them to stop. It was too late, though. The six of them ran over at Miyuki, the full capacity of their intent focusing on one single task - tackling the masked assailant down.

Meanwhile, Tommy, discontently grunting, took it upon himself to at least halt the beaten up Featherman Pink from escaping. It wasn't a daunting task, even with only one free hand, to stop Frog from getting up. He was practically KO'd from the dogpile. In any case, Tommy pushed him back (the boy's backpack got lost in the whole mess) down with his foot so that Frog yelped, before using the same foot to roll him over to his back. Kneeling over, it wasn't hard to pull the mask off his face.

Tommy grinned and gurgled through his swollen nose. Look who it was, none other than the nerdy little Frog. "Hey there, Squishy." He said as he lodged his foot into Frog's stomach, which, like a proper frog's should, squished, proning him to contort himself. He never really tried it. He'd only heard that Frog was squishy from some funny ol' rumor around school. However, now that he'd confirmed it... He was playing with his food. He knew how to really hurt him, though. "Where are your glasses?" Frog cringed with his knees in his face. He wasn't aware of what exactly was happening, but he knew the word... Glasses. Shit... He'd left them somewhere when the girl got him to wear the stupid mask... Subjectivly, his eyes darted towards their table... And Tommy caught the glimpse of the glimmer through the smaller boy's legs. N-no... The glasses stood right there, right... there... Frog hated whenever anything happened to his glasses... And now, as Tommy was walking over towards them, he uncurled from his position on the floor but felt too weak to actually get up. Face smudged with coke and tears, he only watched as the Pink mask laid by his side.

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Meanwhile, the people around them began to either form a circle and watch the cockfight while some went for the security. Tommy fastened his step and grabbed the glasses...