Nov 20, 2011 02:13
No, that isn't it.
[Greetings, Domino Park. You might be wondering why there's an scraggily-haired giant of a man talking to himself.
Oh, wait, Onni. Carry on.
But no, seriously. He seems to be looking at the park, and humming to himself. He's got a sketchpad out and a netbook that he seems to be typing on occasionally. To his right sits a wastebasket one-quarter full of what can only be crumpled paper.
He seems kind of bummed, to a degree. And a little frustrated.
Do you engage?]