A world with unicorns, girls fighting monsters in miniskirts, and the lack of police
[...and this guy is just doing his usual thing: Sitting at the park with his easel set up and adding some finishing touches to a painting of a customer who wasn't pleased with the progress. Oh, it's not so unusual that a customer would be unhappy with their finished portrait...but to actually walk out in the middle of him working?
He must be slipping.
Even so, he can't just leave a portrait unfinished. Though the image he originally had in his mind of the woman was slowly slipping. She had a mole right?
He sighs as he sets his palette and brush down, looking up to the sky.]
Today is a nice day, at least...
(ooc: See here for slightly more info on this guy. Been wanting to post here for a while. I'm new to this, so if I'm doing it wrong- TELL ME! D:)
He must be slipping.
Even so, he can't just leave a portrait unfinished. Though the image he originally had in his mind of the woman was slowly slipping. She had a mole right?
He sighs as he sets his palette and brush down, looking up to the sky.]
Today is a nice day, at least...
(ooc: See here for slightly more info on this guy. Been wanting to post here for a while. I'm new to this, so if I'm doing it wrong- TELL ME! D:)