TwisterSlayer: Hey guys

Washington: Why am I here?

Wyoming: I'm wondering too my dear chap.

TS: I'm going to do something evil. You two are the first to go.

Both: *Groan*

TS: I'm hosting a Red vs Blue Prank war. It's all against all in this timeless war of wits and cruelty. The reviewers decide what happened. The pranksters are:

Red Team

Blue Team

Freelancers

Pilots

Insurrectionists

TS: And also... CZT over there is involved too.

CZT: What the fuck did I do to you?

TS: Hey, I can be pranked too...

Anyways, I don't own Red vs Blue or Halo. May the best Prankster win. -Walks off just as a cream pie lands where she was standing-

Let me tell the tale of two men who's job it was to keep the entertainment up at Project Freelancer. They were known as Agent Washington and Agent Wyoming. They would walk around doing the craziest shit to keep everyone happy. Wyoming would prank random people and Washington would tape their reactions to put up later on the notice board. If you happened to be on there that day, you would be laughed at and get pats on the back and a few drinks may be brought depending on who's seen it.

One day, the two decide on the most stupidest thing they could think of.

To prank the Director.

The next morning found everyone from the Freelancer Project in the hall. The Director with half his hair gone, the other half was an attractive shade of green. He no longer had his goatee and there was a post-it note seemingly perma-stuck to his forehead.

Earlier that morning, Washington rigged up several cameras that were in the Director's bathroom and bedroom to record everything from six o'clock onwards as Wyoming set up his pranks for the dear Director. All sorts of combinations were set in place and at four in the morning, Wyoming came in, stuck a lamented post-it note to the sleeping Director's forehead and poured half a bottle of strange liquid on half of his hair.

At exactly six o'clock, the Director walked in to start the day. He got into the shower and washed his hair with favorite shampoo. Afterwards, he got out and went over to the sink to wash his face when the removable tap splashed instant harding glue to his goatee. Sighing, the Director realized that he had to remove his goatee. After a painful ten minutes, he managed to remove the glue (And his beloved goatee) and dumped them into the sink. He looked up and shrieked in furious outrage. Half of his hair was a tree leaf green and the other half was missing entirety. And to top it all off, there was a post-it note stuck to his forehead. He tried to remove it but failed. The Director read the message on it though the mirror.

"YOU GOT PRANKED!"

This lead to him calling a full meeting with everyone in Project Freelancer. Everyone who came in had the same reaction. They couldn't stop giggling. The Director silenced them all before speaking.

'Now I know you all think this is funny... And I agree it is,' he said. The rest of the room gaped.

'In fact, I am allowing everyone to play pranks on each other. As it seems we have too much excess energy,' he finished. The Counselor stood up.

'Are you sure sir?'

'Leave it alone Counselor, sit down.'

The Counselor sat down and a farting sound echoed throughout the area. Everyone was dead silent as the Counselor stood back up and looked under his seat cushion. He picked up the offending object and held it up. It was a whoopee cushion.

'The Counselor has sounded the starting horn, let the games begin.'

TS: Here we go people, the pranks start now.

Wyoming: Dear lord, we pranked the Director?

Washington: Yes, yes we did.

TS: Here's how it works, You guys send in your requests for a prank. Tell me who is the pranker and the prankee and the prank you want them to do. Lets keep this at T rating. If I get enough requests, I might make an adult edition. Fire away guys. -Throws a cream pie at Wyoming and runs off-