Prompto Argentum (
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Revenge is best served between friends
Who: Final Fantasy XV cast, and any visitors who would like to wander into this mess
When: backdated to October 3rd
Where: The younger Final Fantasy XV house
What: Noctis and Prompto are up to no good. It's unlikely anyone will take that lying down.
Warnings/Notes: None really, shenanigans.
Part of the problem, perhaps, was that things had been rather serious as of late. The mood in the house was somber, and apart from that, Prompto got the idea talking to Keith that they needed to have fun.
Not that he was planning on taking the blame for his mischief, nor would he be doing it alone. Prompto was going to propose it to Noctis, and he didn't think he was going to have to twist his arm too much.
There was likely going to be retaliation, but that was future Prompto's problem.
He grinned. Let the pranks begin!
When: backdated to October 3rd
Where: The younger Final Fantasy XV house
What: Noctis and Prompto are up to no good. It's unlikely anyone will take that lying down.
Warnings/Notes: None really, shenanigans.
Part of the problem, perhaps, was that things had been rather serious as of late. The mood in the house was somber, and apart from that, Prompto got the idea talking to Keith that they needed to have fun.
Not that he was planning on taking the blame for his mischief, nor would he be doing it alone. Prompto was going to propose it to Noctis, and he didn't think he was going to have to twist his arm too much.
There was likely going to be retaliation, but that was future Prompto's problem.
He grinned. Let the pranks begin!
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"I'm just stretching my legs! Look at the time! Gotta run! Bye!"
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So here he is, a grown man, limping and yelling at a retreating prankster.
"Look at the time, indeed..." he murmurs to himself, the first wheels beginning to turn on the machinations of his revenge.