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(S1) - PT #2 - Pranks - theFlock - 06-17-2017
A strange, yet hilarious prank continues to be played around the Outlaws Locker Room, and coaches and players seem to really enjoy watching it happen. A simple prank that causes nothing more than a shock and a little bit of discomfort. Something you'd have to search on the internet to know what to look for.
Somebody is setting up saran wrap and packaging tape on the molding and arches of doorways, awaiting them. Coaches have lost eyeglasses and hats walking through the traps, players have lost helmets (sitting on top of their head) and headbands as well, even Front Office personnel that find themselves checking up on the team get caught!
Everybody asks around to find the genius, yet nobody comes forward and claims such a great prank. The prankster is believed to be the first one to come in to training, or to sneak off while the rest of the team is training. Nobody knows who it is, but fingers point to one of the quietest players, Ryan Flock. Coaches believe he is smart enough to be undetected while setting the traps as to not get caught, and players believe he has the sense of humour geared toward this prank.
Bonus: Catching the prank before the damage is done
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214 words(S1) - PT #2 - Pranks - Shaka - 06-17-2017
So a few days ago, I get a call. Grapehead asks if I can get some coffee later in the night. I agree and we meet at a Starbucks off 4th and Grand. We talk about how the team is doing, how our guys are doing and how we can spice things up. That's when, out of nowhere, Grape has this masterful plan.
Fast-forward a few days later and we're holding a non-mandatory team meeting on Discord. Grape comes in, drunk off his ass, high as a kite talking about a bunch of drama. The guys don't know it's all a ploy. They believe he's actually upset. He says something along the lines of "If you know better to lead the team, you do it" and bounces. Straight removes himself from the server. Nobody knew what to think. Well, I did of course. Nobody else did.
A few hours later, stage three was in motion. Ballerstorm posted a "Otters GM Opening" and all hell breaks lose. People start throwing rumors around, asking questions, wondering what's next for the OC. Rain Delay makes a few comments, Trifecta defends himself and before long it's four pages of nonsense.
All the while, people are talking about it in their own team area. Do you see what OC is doing? They're self destructing. They don't even have a GM. Before long... they start taking us lightly.
and BAM.
We run the table. At least, that's how it was supposed to go.
Come to find out, Grape was serious. It wasn't that I was in on a prank he was playing on the league. I was the prank.
So here I am holding my cock. Asking myself how the fuck did I get here.
Moral of the story? Give me a random topic to earn TPE and I'll just type until I reach 200 words and collect my TPE.
:cheers:
(S1) - PT #2 - Pranks - Valtookan - 06-17-2017
(06-12-2017, 05:04 PM)ErMurazor Wrote:Some of you guys might be surprised by this, but Haroff Ernston is a crowd pleaser. While most times this means that he’s the guy who’s trying to do things in the locker room to keep spirts up by making jokes and bringing his smile, sometimes it sets him up to get played by the rest of the defense.
So one day he shows up to the locker room with a six back of those plastic kool-aid bottles, that you twist the top off. Keep in mind, these things are like 10 cents each, but as soon as Haroff sets that box down Dental Dam grabs a bottle and four other guys follow and grab one too. Haroff is really cooking, so he grabs the last one of these flimsy plastic bottles, and he’s pissed so he’s squeezing it pretty good. When he finally squeezes the cap off the thing blows up in his hand like a god dam grenade. So Haroff storms out of the locker room covered in his purple sugar water and we are rolling around and the floor laughing.
Fast forward a week and Dental Dam is ready to reopen Haroff’s kool-aid induced wounds. So he shows up with a giant red kool-aid man costume and sets up a cardboard brick wall between the locker room and the showers. Dental’s plan is to jump through this thing and scream “Oh yeah!” when Haroff comes in after a long day of practice. The day winds down and Dental books it to the lock room. I grab Jaylon Lee and fill him in on our own plan.
We chase Dental into the locker room. I get my cell phone ready and Jaylon sneaks in and gets down on all fours in front of the cardboard wall Dental setup, blocking the base of it. Everybody filters in and Haroff is making his way to the showers. Dental jumps through the cardboard wall in his big ass kool-aid man costume and screams “Oh, y---.shit!” as he trips on Jaylon. Haroff stands there in shock for a second or two before he joins the rest of the team dying as Dental is rolling around on the lock room floor trying to stand up in this big, red, inflatable kool aid man outfit. It was classic.
Ha, ha, ha. Jayce really thought he'd get away scott-free for trying to prank me, but as hopeful leader of the Defense I REFUSE to go down without a fight. About a month or two ago, Jayce actually went into the wilderness to do some Survivorman-like training or whatever. All I remember was that I almost had to talk to the press about why he was missing. Anyways, he came back and actually put on some weight but it was all muscle. This however would not keep me and the rest of the team from nicknaming him Tarzan. Even the coaches did it sometimes; "Hey Tarzan, get into your 3 point stance, we are going to try you at 1-Tec today!" - the DT coach shouted across the field so everyone walking on could here. We'd laugh a bit but Tuck would always come back with, "Wanna Oklahoma?" and everyone would shut-up. No one, hell not even Dental Dam or Jayon Lee want to Oklahoma vs Tuck. It's not even because of his pure strength, it's just his combination of speed to power will leave you aching for 3 good hours. I'm so happy I don't have to play against that guy,... anyways... my revenge.
So, one day we are doing a 11 on 11 and I'm doing alright. I'm moving well, doing my assignments, reacting well to the snap, etc. On one snap though I begin to hear a little conversation between Jayce Tuck and Dental Dam, "and then he jumped over him, and blocked... but after a little more swinging the dark lord used the force :starwars: ". I was thoroughly confused but was patiently waiting for the snap. Then I hear Draxel "READDDDDDDDDDDDYYYY-UGHH, dude What the f---". In a instant Draxel is on the ground with Jayce Tuck ON TOP OF HIM! Coach/GM ADwyer87 is out on the field screaming "Encroachment #91, what the hell Tuck..". "Sorry coach just got a little distracted... I thought he snapped it."
Coach ADwyer87: " *underbreath* Man this O-line trash, I best use the rest of our waiver picks on linemen..."
You would think that would be the end of it, but no Dental distracts Jayce with conversation again and the penalty happens again, then a 3rd time. Coach is so mad that he dismisses the 11 on 11 and just tells us to go do our position drill with the position coaches. Everyone is annoyed, especially with Jayce and later Dental, but I am over the moon. I know how to get back at JAYCE TUCK!
"Coach, tomorrow is friday... and I was hoping we could have a special event. I want to have a Oklahoma.."- Harrif Ernston
"Sure, that's great you don't do that too often, who against?" - ADwyer87
"Jayce Tuck" - Harrif Ernston
"You have a death-wish boy, I mean you sure? - ADwyer87
"I'm pretty confident I'll win, hell if I win they you have to change my position in the base formation." - Harrif Ernston
"To?" - ADwyer87
"You already know what I want." - Harrif Ernston B)
"You need to win first... but I'll love to watch this show down, approved. <_< " - ADwyer87
Well, now that I have permission how can I get him to agree. Jayce Tuck really doesn't agree to Oklahoma's often...
Now, to pull off this trick I am going to need some help, so I get Mackworthy, Jaylon Lee, Blaster Blade, and Lincoln Jefferson to help me. I am going to take down overconfident Tuck, and it's going to be hilarious....
NEXT DAY NEAR THE MIDDLE OF PRACTICE
We are doing our 17 rep in the 11 on 11, and Jayce Tuck beautifully strings together a bull rush into swim move and finally spin but he gets counter just as impressively by Alex Thomas allowing Draxel to throw a perfect pass to Lincoln Jefferson. Welp, here goes nothing...
"HEY TARZAN, WTF are you doing bruh?" - Harrif Ernston
"You look more like the Jungle book lazying around not even getting penetration on that line after four second full seconds! How the hell do you expect us to contend this year if you don't play well?" - Harrif Ernston
"Dude, whatever stay in your lane and get ready for the next snap." - Jayce Tuck
(Half the team know what I am going to do, half of them don't)
"Hell, I could rush better..." - Harrif Ernston
"You could what... boy if you don't shut-- Wanna Okla-?" -Jayce Tuck
"Oklahoma? I thought you'd never ask." -Harrif Ernston
*Loud Chatter from the team*
"I just got pick up, but I never thought I'd see a dead body so soon..." - Tim Pest
I'm already in a three-point stance while Jayce Tuck is staring at me wide eyed.
"Dude, we really don't have to do this." - Jayce Tuck
"Get your hand on the ground my feral friend." -Harrif Ernston
"If this is about my prank, I thought we were cool but I'm sorry dude." -Jayce Tuck
"You know Tuck is gonna be your new nickname, 'cause when I truck you and you fall alseep it'll be like I'm tucking you in GOOD NIGHT!" -Harrif Ernston
*The Team* OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
"You're done" - Jayce Tuck
I swear his eyes turned red for a second... I almost crapped my pants.
"Listen up boys I want a good clean Oklahoma, no extra stuff, just domination. - ADwyer87
"Oh I'm dominate alright, I'ma knock this kid down so har--" - Jayce Tuck
At this point I really hope my teammates haven't forgotten the rest of the plan
"Alright, gather around. I'll give the count... I DON'T CARE IF YOU ARE READY OR NOT Three... Two...On-" -ADwyer87
"Wait, wait, hold it. Bruh, where are your keys?" - Lincoln Jefferson
"My keys, why dude?" - Harrif Ernston
"I need this on tape bruh, I left my camcorder in ya car." - Lincoln Jefferson
"Who even uses a camcor-- Can we hurry this UP?!" - Jayce Tuck
I give Lincoln Jefferson my keys while he run to my car. Meanwhile, our fastest boy on the team ,Mackworthy, is sneaking towards Jayce's legs.
"Dude, whatcha doi--hmmmph..." - Joseph Tkachuk
*Stormblessed covering Joseph Tkachuk mouth* "Shhh, this is gonna be good." -Stormblessed
Jayce keeps his eyes straight on me.
Jefferson makes it back.
"Alright then. Three.... Two.... O--" -ADwyer87
"Brethren, gather 'round. Let us say a quick prayer for brother Ernston" - Jaylon Lee
"Yes, Paster." - Brady Stropko
" Are you kidding me?!" - Jayce Lee
"May his bones be protected, from the clutches of Satan in the afterlife." - Jaylon Lee
"Yes." -Brady Stropko
"May he be able to call out plays from HEAVEN!" - Jaylon Lee
"BY THE HOLY GHOST." - Brady Stropko
"LET HIM GET PICKS OF JUSTICE AND ANGELS!" - Jaylon Lee
"AMEN AMEN!!!!!!!!!!!! PREACH PASTER PREACH!!!!" - Brady Stropko
10 minutes pass and the congregation seems to be winding down....
"Will this ever end?" - Jayce Lee
"I think they are almost done bud." - Arbin Asipi
By this time Mackworthy is tying the laces of Jayce together, but he needs more time...
Once the prayer finish.......
"Alright,... Three ...Two.... On-" - ADwyer87
"Hey Jayce, I need to tell you something." - Blaster Blade
"Jesus Christ of Nazareth, what is it?!?!" - Jayce Lee
"Good luck!" - Blaster Blade
"*dryly* Thank you..." -Jayce Lee
MACKWORTHY FINISHED HIS KNOT FINNALLY!!!!
"Alright, is there ANYONE ELSE?! " - ADwyer87
"Hey isn't that a move quo--?" - Draxel
" THREE TWO ONE GO!" - ADwyer87
We both fire off like Saturn V rockets, Jayce Lee looks even bigger than he usually does. He's just ginormous. This bulking 306 pound figure is looking like he'll swallow me up before him crashes me down into the ground, but that is if this was a regular Oklahoma drill...
Half a second later Jayce Lee loses his balance and he is falling... now is my chance. I ram into him with all my might!
WTF
Even with my secret advantage I still can not move the guy, I would really hate to have to go against him on gameday. Jayce looks like he is regaining some composer and might even push me down despite my advantage, but I am a quick thinker. ( I gotta be I am a coverage Linebacker.) I quickly push him to the side with all of my might, leaning him off balance once more and rushing passed him.
Team: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
"How th.... AND YOU HAVE SEEN IT FOR YOURSELF FOLKS. HE may only be 225lbs but Harrif Ernston has GROUNDED Jayce Lee in the Oklahoma. - ADwyer87
"Wha- , nah , nah! AGAIN" - Jayce says as he quickly gets into position not noticing his laces are together.
(To myself) "This guys really didn't see it..." - Harrif Ernston...
"All right." - Harrif Ernston (That's me BTW)
We go again and I push him to the side again, and again, and again. After the 4th go Jayce is on his side laying dumbfounded, while the whole team, even the coaches are cracking up (they all have noticed by now).
"I just don't get it, Harrif of all people. Yeah, he's sneaky strong but but... against myself?" - Jayce
"Jayce, BRO! They tied your shoes together!" - Ryan Flock
"Huh, what, HOW?" - Jayce
"Dude, it was when they were having all of those "accidental inturruptions", they got Mackworthy to sneak behind you and do it" - Mayran Jackson
"Damn, ya'll really got me" - Jayce
"Serves you right for those Encroachments yesterday!" - Jason Williams
"Yeah, that's how I came up with the prank, by observing you. -Harrif Ernston
"Wow, I never thought you were capable of coming up with something so diabolically convoluted. " -Jayce Lee
"Ha ha, sorry for all the mean things I said. No hard feelings? *I let out my hand to help him up*" -Harrif Ernston
"No hard feeling. *He gets up but puts pressure on my hand*" -Jayce Lee
"Hey, let me make it up to you, I have a six pack of kool-aid in my locker, come on dude." - Harrif Ernston
"Sure" - Jayce Lee
I starting walking away and he begins to follow...
"OHPH"
HIS LACES WERE STILL TIED TOGETHER!
"HAHA, GOT YOU AGAIN BRO!" - Harrif Ernston *I begin to run back to the locker room"
"Harrif! When I get my hands on you you're dead! Do you hear me?! DEAD!" - Jayce Lee
Fin.
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(S1) - PT #2 - Pranks - Grapehead - 06-18-2017
Twitter was buzzing today with news of the latest prank going down in the Orange County locker room. It seems QB turned CB Anthony Petrakis was yet another victim in the ongoing prank war taking place in the Otters' locker room. Sometime around the beginning of the QB controversy in the OC, Cliff Hamilton decided the best medicine was to lighten the mood with some pranks. It started with some classics like hiding someone's clothes or greasing doorknobs. The most recent incident involved Anthony Petrakis' BMW being moved by one of his teammates. Shortly before the end of practice, Josh Bercovici ducked out and snagged the keys to the car. Once the players left the field, Berc drove the car out to the 50-yard line. At this point a few of the guys who knew what was going on started chuckling in the locker room. Petrakis says he started to get a sinking feeling at this point, and he could tell some of the guys were looking at him when they chuckled. After getting cleaned up, Petrakis made his way to the parking lot, where he immediately noticed his car was missing. In the spot where he had parked someone had written in chalk “50-yard line.” Upon coming to the field Petrakis spotted his car in the middle, but something looked strange. As he got closer it became clear that the wheels had been removed, and the car was sitting on blocks. A group of guys were having a great laugh at Petrakis staggering around in confusion. Unfortunately for Petrakis he still hasn't found the wheels, and had to have the car toyed off the field. The strange thing is that none of the guys responsible seem to know who took the wheels off, as that wasn't part of the plan.
(S1) - PT #2 - Pranks - ADwyer87 - 06-18-2017
[div align=\\\"center\\\"]Newcomer Tim Pest gets Prank'd[/div]
Ahhhh, rookie hazing. It is a sports tradition that is without a doubt one of the most cherished among fans. But how can you haze rookies when you are all rookies? Easy, pick the newest new guy, the most rookie-est player, you might say.
Unfortunately for a certain offensive line member named Tim Pest, that means him. He was picked up off waivers and promptly played the rest of the teams' games, being spectacular so far. Despite playing in one less game, Pest is already tied for the 7th most pancakes in the league. But this isn't an article for praise, its an article for pranks! so lets get to it.
Manager Bogdan Podarok sent out a huge mass message to everyone. "Morning practice at 7 sharp! anyone comes late is doing laps around the damn Sonoran desert."
Tim Pest wandered into the practice facility dreary the next day, having to get up earlier than usual. When he walked into the locker room, however, he was greeted by the weirdest thing: nobody. What the heck? he saw everyone's cars out front, where are they. All of a sudden, the door behind him slammed shut and was locked! Pest jumped, and tried to see what was causing this. When he looked, he saw a small, black and white striped animal. a skunk!!!
Anyway, lets just say that everyone had a good laugh, the team staff needed to invest in a lot of air freshener, and, well, no one really sat next to Tim Pest that day
Quote:260 words
(S1) - PT #2 - Pranks - Deusolis - 06-18-2017
To understand A.C. Hackett, you really only need to know three things.
1. He has an unshakable, borderline irrational belief that he is the most talented, intelligent, observant, etc., person to ever grace this green earth. Without exaggeration, if he were in a room with God, he'd look him in the eye and say, without a shred of doubt, "I'm just better than you."
3. He LOVES food, and is a little obsessive about a food routine.
Bailey Cook knew these three things and, with a little bit of North Florida ingenuity, he decided to exploit them in a prank that almost got him thrown out of a fourth-story window.
With the exception of the floor-to-ceiling Maryland flag backdrop, the most recognizable part of A.C.'s locker is the gigantic, opaque Sugar Baby dispenser (seriously, however large you imagined this thing being, it's almost certainly bigger). If you're unfamiliar with Sugar Babies, they're little bite-sized pieces of candy-coated milk caramel, sort of a little brother to Milk Duds. A.C. has been around the block a few times, and, knowing that if you love anything like he loves Sugar Babies people'll fuck with it, installed what he considered to be a foolproof lock on the top of the dispenser. He planned around the brightest minds in the world trying to break into his confectionery container. What he did not plan for? Bailey Cook.
Now, our hero Mr. Cook didn't learn much in his North Florida high school (whether that's on him or on North Florida the world may never know), but he sure did learn how to steal and how to break shit. Rather than try and fiddle with A.C.'s fancy lock, he followed the simpler route. Replace the goddamn thing. In the dead of night, with the help of some of the offensive linemen (you thought I was kidding when I said this shit was huge), Bailey replaced the dispenser with a replica, filled with to keep this G-rated, the stuff that comes out of the business end of a squirrel.
Cut to practice before the third pre-season game: A.C. sauntered over to his locker to grab a couple (read: a few dozen) candies, all the while Bailey is sitting across the room giggling like a school girl. Now, the difference between caramel candy and squirrel shit is fairly obvious, but this is where Hackett fact #1 comes into play. While he sensed (mostly tasted) that something was up, he simply refused to believe anyone had gotten through his lock, so he played it off and knocked back a few more (Hackett facts 2 and 3, respectively).
Belief is a powerful force, but it can only do so much. A.C. sprinted to the bathroom and spent a solid half-hour emptying the contents of his stomach. Outside the door? One Bailey Cook, oblivious to the fact that the door wasn't all that thick, squealing like a stuck pig. Every man has his breaking point, and for the linebacker from the Old Line State, this was it. At the behest of both parties we've decided to spare most of the details of the altercation but, for a sense of perspective, Bailey damn near got drop-kicked back to Tallahassee.
Fortunately, this story ends well. After being separated, Hackett fact #2 quickly kicked back in. Bailey bought him a couple of raw onions and a half-pound of Sugar Babies and all was good in Rookie Room #407-16
Wordcount: Clearly a lot more than 200 haha