Feb. 12th, 2008

cybercentric: (mischief in progress)
He'd have his revenge. Ohhh, yes. And it would be so, SO sweet.
Daichi hadn't forgotten the humiliation he'd suffered at the hands of the Master. Smarmy bastard. How dare he take advantage of his stupid height advantage?! That was completely unfair, the dumb jerk! Whether Daichi grew in a few years or in a few hours due to hanging from bars, it wouldn't matter. One day, he'd stomp the jerk. Stomp him good.
But who had the patience for growing? So Daichi consulted Denpa. Because what was he supposed to do if The Master had no glasses and had a huge advantage with height? Denpa, on his part, had finally stopped arguing with Daichi about this strange place called The Plane. Though he didn't believe a word of it, it was easier to just agree with Daichi that it did, and to answer all questions hypothetically.
Though he didn't like the idea of playing a prank on someone, revenge or not, Denpa thought about how to get back at someone when there was no environment to work off of and they didn't use glasses. He eventually suggested food; everyone is always drawn to food. The problem was how to contaminate just the Master's portion, and with what.
Wasabi was an early idea. LOTS of it. And just the basic paste, nothing to water it down. But no...what if he was the kind of sick bastard who'd LIKE that? Maybe something sour...?
Daichi learned very quickly that revenge is a dish you have to earn.

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