The Candy Maker's New Client [In Progress]
Who: Sai
sai_coal and Willy Wonka makerofimage
When: Back-dated to Friday, November 6th exactly at noon.
Where: Willy Wonka's Shop, Southwest side of town along the edge
Summary: An exchange. A painting for some candy. Sai wants to try some of Willy Wonka's infamous candy.
Rating: PG
Warnings: Sillynes?? (will edit as needed)
He had woken up early as usual and stopped by the art store. There he got an assortment of colored acrylic paints for the painting Willy Wonka had requested in exchange for the candy. He returned to his temporary place of residence and set up a workplace. After he had everything in order he took out his faciliberry, pulling out the short recording he had gotten of the picture the man with the tall hat had showed him.
He worked in silence, mixing the paints until they produced the exact color as the image. The blank canvas was soon filled with colors, every stroke of the brush across the flat surface slowly breathed life to a quaint yet lovely picture of Willy Wonka and Charlie each holding fishing poles near the edge of the Chocolate River as one of the Oompa Loompas stood nearby. It was picturestique, not that the artist knew it was. He simply painted what was asked of him.
When he was done, he let the painting dry for a while before he wrapped it up and left to meet the candy maker. He arrived at Willy Wonka's shop just as the clock struck noon.
KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK.
sai_coal and Willy Wonka makerofimage
When: Back-dated to Friday, November 6th exactly at noon.
Where: Willy Wonka's Shop, Southwest side of town along the edge
Summary: An exchange. A painting for some candy. Sai wants to try some of Willy Wonka's infamous candy.
Rating: PG
Warnings: Sillynes?? (will edit as needed)
He had woken up early as usual and stopped by the art store. There he got an assortment of colored acrylic paints for the painting Willy Wonka had requested in exchange for the candy. He returned to his temporary place of residence and set up a workplace. After he had everything in order he took out his faciliberry, pulling out the short recording he had gotten of the picture the man with the tall hat had showed him.
He worked in silence, mixing the paints until they produced the exact color as the image. The blank canvas was soon filled with colors, every stroke of the brush across the flat surface slowly breathed life to a quaint yet lovely picture of Willy Wonka and Charlie each holding fishing poles near the edge of the Chocolate River as one of the Oompa Loompas stood nearby. It was picturestique, not that the artist knew it was. He simply painted what was asked of him.
When he was done, he let the painting dry for a while before he wrapped it up and left to meet the candy maker. He arrived at Willy Wonka's shop just as the clock struck noon.
KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK.