Oscar gladly accepted the firecrackers, tossing the bundle a few times up and down whilst laughing maniacally. He grabbed a lighter from the basket and lit the fuse, scooping up the golf club in his ither hand before choosing a target. He quickly walked to a nearby family of four enjoying sandwiches, yelling at them to get their attention.

"Hey fuckheads watch this!"

Before they could properly react, Oscar had already tossed the bundle into the center of their blanket. The firecrackers soon went off, causing the family to screech and panic as they tried to get away. The frantic display caught the attention of other picnic goers, who looked their way as they tried to comprehend what could be making such a racket.

It was the perfect distraction, allowing Oscar to choose another nearby family to torment while their curiosity drew their gaze away from their picnic.

"Four!"

Oscar smashed his golf club into the family's basket, quickly drawing them back to their immediate surroundings. The father of the family was about to yell something, but Oscar was able to avoid an awkward lecture by punching him in the face.

This was but a taste of the chaos to come.

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POW!

A basket went flying as Oscar punted it away. He was aiming for the toddler laying on the blanket but decided at the last second that Rocket was getting dark enough as it was. Still, he was sure to clap in the babe's face so that it would start crying before prancing away to find his next victim. 

He witnessed Priam's bomb and clapped his hands together to get his attention. 

"Over here! Pass me one!"

Families began to disperse, unwilling to confront these psychopaths on their own. One brave man would try to get the jump on Oscar however, sneaking up behind him in an attempt to subdue him. Oscar heard the oaf's heavy footsteps though, and was able to deliver a golf swing to his "golf balls". As the man fell to the ground, howling in agony, Oscar raised his hands to indicate that he was open.

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Oscar caught the makeshift weapon and immediately pelted a nearby fleeing grandpa with it. The weapon blew up upon the old man's back, knocking him over. Apparently it had been filled with rage powder, as the coot began flailing about in a ravenous frenzy.

Or he was having a seizure.

The idea of having to give one of his victims medical attention briefly froze Oscar in place, but the fucker got up and began punching random people so everything seemed fine. As Priam declared the big boom, Oscar jumped up and down with excitement.

"Let 'er rip! Let's cap this shit off right!"

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Oscar's excitement and jubilation quickly turned to badly hidden panic. The firecrackers quickly started a fire, which they really should have seen coming. Oscar chuckled nervously, "Heheh yeah, totally planned! Excellent work! We have succeeded in our uhhh goal!" Thanks to the fire, the picnic goers were indeed cleared out. Though one unfortunate straggler got more than he bargained for when Oscar tripped him as he ran. Poor guy rolled through the fire, giving him a nasty burn Oscar watched the chump run off before turning to Priam.

"Yo we gotta get the fuck outta here! Run! Run now! Go go go!" 

Oscar began to haul ass, running like a mad man away from the burning picnic ground. That'll teach these fuckers, they'll think twice about enjoying the outdoors now!

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