...a shadow falls across the window panes of the highest tower, backlit by the yellow, eerie light within. A female figure, hair in a bun, is visible... occasionally reaching for cloth...brandishing strange bottles...sticking multiple paint-brushes in her hair and forgetting they're there...digging in drawers for beads and sequins...cursing at the paint stuck in her hair and under her nails...stabbing herself with needles...
But is it worth it, all this shadowy mysterious movement?
*a cry of "Eureakaaa! rents the air, and the windows are thrwon open, blaring Oingo Boingo to the outside world....*
Khisanth, Your Hideous Pillow is ready!!!!!!! I repeat, Your Hideous Pillow is ready!!! Give me an address, Lady!!!
*The figure slumps into a chair, cocoa in hand....*
Bingman, yer next. so very very next. I should be done by tomorrow. ha. Haha. Muahahahahahhaa!!!
*chokes on cocoa*
Oog....still too hot!!! Damn maniacal laughter!!!
But is it worth it, all this shadowy mysterious movement?
*a cry of "Eureakaaa! rents the air, and the windows are thrwon open, blaring Oingo Boingo to the outside world....*
Khisanth, Your Hideous Pillow is ready!!!!!!! I repeat, Your Hideous Pillow is ready!!! Give me an address, Lady!!!
*The figure slumps into a chair, cocoa in hand....*
Bingman, yer next. so very very next. I should be done by tomorrow. ha. Haha. Muahahahahahhaa!!!
*chokes on cocoa*
Oog....still too hot!!! Damn maniacal laughter!!!