twenty four red letters

[eat-me-beat-me.livejournal.com]

[Nora's bored. And when Nora gets bored she gets artistic. On this particular day she's decided that her art should be shared with EVERYONE.

So. She decided to paint the elevators. The inside of one of the elevators was painted to look like the occupants were suddenly under the ocean. There was algae, fish and even a shark bearing down on the inside of the door. On the ceiling the underside of a ship could be seen with the words Tick T0ck on the bottom.

The other one was painted to look like outer space. She tried to make the few constellations she could remember, but most of the stars were just haphazardly scattered about. There were planets, the sun off in one corner, asteroids, a space station and a UFO hovering on the ceiling, Tick T0ck repeatedly scrawled around the edge.]

So. Here's an open question for everyone: If you could change something about this place, anything at all, what would it be?

((ooc: Backdated to the 4th because, well, I fail and thought my Tick T0ck post was supposed to be THIS week. D: Open like whoa. Feel free to come into the elevator at any point while she's painting.]

Comments

[hard-talker.livejournal.com]

That's easy. [he steals one of her brushes and paints a little moon man in the window of the space station]

The apathy.

[eat-me-beat-me.livejournal.com]

[She grins as she puts the finishing touches on the little green man peeking over one of the asteroids]

That would be nice, wouldn't it.

[hard-talker.livejournal.com]

S'what I'm askin' Santa for for Christmas. Hell, I got what I asked for last year, didn't I?

[he sneaks up behind her and wraps his arms around her waist]

[eat-me-beat-me.livejournal.com]

[That makes her pause. She leans into him, turning her head so she can look up at his face]

Did you really ask for me for Christmas?

[hard-talker.livejournal.com]

[he wants to be a wiseass, but somehow it's impossible. not with something like this. quietly]

Yeah. I did.

[encourage]

[ Inky pawprints all over this page asjkdf ]

[eat-me-beat-me.livejournal.com]

Whoa. Is this where I'm s'posed to ask "what's new, pussycat?"

[She laughs, playing connect the dots with the paw prints]

[encourage]

[ Sakura blinks, then draws one really fat question mark with her paw in response. Oh ink drag, how fuzzy lined you are, my little question mark! ]

[eat-me-beat-me.livejournal.com]

Whoa. Okay, that's not something a normal cat can do. Alright. One paw print for yes, two for no. Are you on a loss?

[action maaaan]

[psych0p0mps]

[So a robot walks into a bar space elevator while Nora is painting...

She observes the art impassively, silent except for the soft whirring of her CPU and motors as she looks around.]

it w0uldnt exist

[My brain read that in the Trojan Maaaan voice. Jus' sayin.]

[eat-me-beat-me.livejournal.com]

[She's a little taken aback by the fact that a robot is talking to her... but this IS Paradisa, after all. She smiles]

I like that one. Right to the point.

[what about particle man]

[psych0p0mps]

[yeah, there's no point in being cryptic about her dislike of the place. that was a true thing even when she was not a robot! although she doesn't remember that right now.

eventually Aradia looks up at the UFO.]

whats that supp0sed t0 be

[eat-me-beat-me.livejournal.com]

[Nora just looks at her for a moment]

Tick T0ck.

[hard-talker.livejournal.com]

That's easy. [he steals one of her brushes and paints a little moon man in the window of the space station]

The apathy.

[eat-me-beat-me.livejournal.com]

[She grins as she puts the finishing touches on the little green man peeking over one of the asteroids]

That would be nice, wouldn't it.

[hard-talker.livejournal.com]

S'what I'm askin' Santa for for Christmas. Hell, I got what I asked for last year, didn't I?

[he sneaks up behind her and wraps his arms around her waist]

[eat-me-beat-me.livejournal.com]

[That makes her pause. She leans into him, turning her head so she can look up at his face]

Did you really ask for me for Christmas?

[encourage]

[ Inky pawprints all over this page asjkdf ]

[eat-me-beat-me.livejournal.com]

Whoa. Is this where I'm s'posed to ask "what's new, pussycat?"

[She laughs, playing connect the dots with the paw prints]

[encourage]

[ Sakura blinks, then draws one really fat question mark with her paw in response. Oh ink drag, how fuzzy lined you are, my little question mark! ]

[eat-me-beat-me.livejournal.com]

Whoa. Okay, that's not something a normal cat can do. Alright. One paw print for yes, two for no. Are you on a loss?

[action maaaan]

[psych0p0mps]

[So a robot walks into a bar space elevator while Nora is painting...

She observes the art impassively, silent except for the soft whirring of her CPU and motors as she looks around.]

it w0uldnt exist

[My brain read that in the Trojan Maaaan voice. Jus' sayin.]

[eat-me-beat-me.livejournal.com]

[She's a little taken aback by the fact that a robot is talking to her... but this IS Paradisa, after all. She smiles]

I like that one. Right to the point.

[what about particle man]

[psych0p0mps]

[yeah, there's no point in being cryptic about her dislike of the place. that was a true thing even when she was not a robot! although she doesn't remember that right now.

eventually Aradia looks up at the UFO.]

whats that supp0sed t0 be

[eat-me-beat-me.livejournal.com]

[Nora just looks at her for a moment]

Tick T0ck.