A First Time for Everything
Alessa was in the Sensoriums, and assumed that anyone with good sense would take a look in, immediately understand that this place was not for them, and leave unless they were Evangeline.
This was the spot she started with on the outside: while she was not unhappy with her factory, Alessa was starting to get a little homesick with what she had to work with in the City. She missed the overall creepiness that came with a house, and though she had never truly had JUST a house, she was perfectly content with this one. The appearance gave a sort of haunted vibe that she liked very much, but she did not want to stop there. She walked a bit on the outside, and made a dock with a rather eerie feel, and a skeleton hanging just above it ceiling. When that was finished, she smiled and returned to the inside of the house, looking around a moment before starting to fill in the empty spaces.
She started on the walls: what was blank and peeling now was scribbled with these images, all done in the style of a small child, and then she began to work on the inside itself: The basement was a rather bare area, filled with only scattered trash but also troubled by haunted voices. The rest of the house made it clear that Alessa had admired the place where the Nightmare King had been imprisoned.
What she was doing and why was anybody's guess, but feel free to ask.
This was the spot she started with on the outside: while she was not unhappy with her factory, Alessa was starting to get a little homesick with what she had to work with in the City. She missed the overall creepiness that came with a house, and though she had never truly had JUST a house, she was perfectly content with this one. The appearance gave a sort of haunted vibe that she liked very much, but she did not want to stop there. She walked a bit on the outside, and made a dock with a rather eerie feel, and a skeleton hanging just above it ceiling. When that was finished, she smiled and returned to the inside of the house, looking around a moment before starting to fill in the empty spaces.
She started on the walls: what was blank and peeling now was scribbled with these images, all done in the style of a small child, and then she began to work on the inside itself: The basement was a rather bare area, filled with only scattered trash but also troubled by haunted voices. The rest of the house made it clear that Alessa had admired the place where the Nightmare King had been imprisoned.
What she was doing and why was anybody's guess, but feel free to ask.