open ✘ someday we may see a woman king

May 28, 2011 18:06

[OOC: AND BECAUSE ELLA IS AN INDECISIVE TWAT, SHE SWITCHED PBs/JOURNAL IMMEDIATELY AFTERWARD. SARAH IS NOW WOUNDABLE. SORRY AND THANK YOU.]

In Grant Park, there is a young angel of death. Sixteen going on seventeen, to be exact.

A young girl who had nothing to do with her Saturday and became increasingly bored. There are only so many natural disasters the Rift can toss Chicago's way before it becomes the standard. Instead of wallowing in her boredom, she decided to take matters into her own hands and hopefully, she will be making a couple of bucks while she's at it. This girl's name is Sarah Monroe and she's sitting on a bench nearby one of the park's fountains. She has set up a small display to draw attention to herself, since she's decided she will draw portraits out on the street, gathering up as many art supplies as she may need.

Hopefully, people will be interested. The sign she made states she's only charging a dollar per portrait. One dollar for a portrait of the person interested in seeing if she sucks at it or not!

She wants to buy new art supplies.

The expensive kind. The kind she cannot afford and her mother won't buy her.

Come on, Chicago. Don't you want a portrait of yourself?

It's worth a thousand words, it has been said.

sarah monroe, elizabeth jules, saul garamond, charlie wellman, scout

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