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entrancelogs2016-08-01 12:41 am
finewithhalf) wrote in entrancelogs2016-08-01 12:41 am
I took all of my art off of the refrigerator.
Who: Maya Hart and you, perhaps? [Open to everyone. COME AT ME.]
Where: Moving around the hallways, eventually at the Entrance Hall
When: 8/1, all day
Rating: Probably G, maybe up to TV14 if things escalate.
Summary: Bored teenager is playing with spray paint. Where it goes from there depends on how your character feels about that.
The Story:
[Maya Hart has been a resident of Wonderland for almost a whole month. And in that month, next to nothing has happened. There's been some exploration, sure. But the rumors of Wonderland being full of Wonder have been greatly exaggerated. It's been like a long summer vacation. Normally that would be fine, but it's left a lot of idle time wide open. Idle time is time to be bored. And there's really only one way to stop being bored.
Just before the sun comes up, Maya will be making her way down the halls with full armloads of spray paint. She takes multiple trips from the fourth floor to the entrance hall, setting up a collection of cans and supplies in the foyer. And then, with a telltale rattle, she begins work on the side of the broad marble, tagging liberally.
And maybe that's when someone interrupts her, or moralizes at her, or tells her that she's doing a bad, bad thing. Maybe the interruption costs her an hour or so. But she'll be back eventually, and pick up wherever she left off.
It might take some time. She might have to sneak back at midnight or later. But but eventually, she'll finish her piece. Art can't stay inside an artist, and that pattern of shapes and colors needed to be released, regardless of who it bothered.
Enjoy your new mural, Wonderland.]
{{OOC: Feel free to interrupt Maya at any point in the process! Tell her she's doing a bad, bad thing, or goad her on. She'll gladly accept help if anyone wants to offer it.}}
Where: Moving around the hallways, eventually at the Entrance Hall
When: 8/1, all day
Rating: Probably G, maybe up to TV14 if things escalate.
Summary: Bored teenager is playing with spray paint. Where it goes from there depends on how your character feels about that.
The Story:
[Maya Hart has been a resident of Wonderland for almost a whole month. And in that month, next to nothing has happened. There's been some exploration, sure. But the rumors of Wonderland being full of Wonder have been greatly exaggerated. It's been like a long summer vacation. Normally that would be fine, but it's left a lot of idle time wide open. Idle time is time to be bored. And there's really only one way to stop being bored.
Just before the sun comes up, Maya will be making her way down the halls with full armloads of spray paint. She takes multiple trips from the fourth floor to the entrance hall, setting up a collection of cans and supplies in the foyer. And then, with a telltale rattle, she begins work on the side of the broad marble, tagging liberally.
And maybe that's when someone interrupts her, or moralizes at her, or tells her that she's doing a bad, bad thing. Maybe the interruption costs her an hour or so. But she'll be back eventually, and pick up wherever she left off.
It might take some time. She might have to sneak back at midnight or later. But but eventually, she'll finish her piece. Art can't stay inside an artist, and that pattern of shapes and colors needed to be released, regardless of who it bothered.
Enjoy your new mural, Wonderland.]
{{OOC: Feel free to interrupt Maya at any point in the process! Tell her she's doing a bad, bad thing, or goad her on. She'll gladly accept help if anyone wants to offer it.}}
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So if this-- [Gestures at the tagging.] --is the worst you've got, then I'm not about to stop you.
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[She smiles though, because this is turning out to be a kind of amusing old man. Keep talking, Gramps. You ain't half bad.]
You die a lot around these parts?
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[One of these statements is true. Guess which one?]
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You fought a bear??
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[He's fought so many bears!]
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[She's a little blunt sometimes.]
Not even like a bear-fighting old man.
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What?! C'mon, gimme a little credit here! I've prolly fought more bears than anyone you know!
[You know, considering she looks like someone who wouldn't know anyone who's fought a bear.]
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So what, was this bear-fighting thing like fifty years ago or something?