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 Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 6:42 am
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 8:12 pm
*paints up a big picture of some dieing roses and they are drpping blood*
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 2:18 pm
((Use normal language. Not **. This is an RP, Im really not happy now...))
Melody skipped into the class.
She sat down and looked around.
Melody saw some emo looing dude painting flowers.
"Some body is sober.
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 5:06 pm
Alice walked into the classroom. "Hello, I am Ms. Kingsleigh or you can call me Alice. And I will be your art teacher." She sat down at her desk (a stool with a canvas in front of it. "For our first assignment everyone will have a free draw. Anything you like, it doesn't matter. Just let your mind wander and make art!" Alice spun her canvas around showing a girl in a blue dress and a rabbit beside her with a giant pocket watch for the background.
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Posted: Fri May 07, 2010 8:24 am
whatever I am done with my picture now onto my next
paints up a picture of doomsday and demons and devils destroying the world as I stand at the top of a wicked looking tower and I am laughing
and now.....to put that into existence...hehe....
sees you looking at me
I am not evil...nor destructive.....nor Death's helper....umm....
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Posted: Fri May 07, 2010 1:03 pm
Melody laughed.
She shook her head and began to work on her picture.
In the center she drew a tree. It was small.
In the right hand upper corner was big round sun. At the bottom of it was other smaller plantets.
Melody drew the grass blowing towards the tree.
She smiled, then frowned. "Its not what I wanted..."
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Posted: Fri May 07, 2010 1:21 pm
umm......that picture seems......tries not to hurt your feelings....interesting.....and umm.....nice....
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Posted: Fri May 07, 2010 3:45 pm
Alice peeked over Melody's shoulder. "That's beautiful." she complimeted. "Reminds me of Buddah. He was such a nice person." Alice chuckled to herself and went to see Jason's picture. "Your picture is..." she tried to find the right word, "unique." alice grinned and sat on her stool. She painted a frame around the picture and put the picture by the window. Another canvas appeared at her stool so she started painting again. This time she drewa garden with a seven-year-old girl in it. The flowers had faces that smiled at the girl. A blue butterfly was next to the girl with smoke around it. Two chess peices of a red and white queen stood beside the girl talking to her. Before Alice knew it, the canvas was filled so she put it by the window.
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Posted: Fri May 07, 2010 9:20 pm
what pictures of death not common in your room...
well try this picture...
paints a picture of a person cold-dead on the ground with a gun in her hand and blood leak out of her mouth and a knife is stabbed into her chest
viola...death....hehehe....
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Posted: Sat May 08, 2010 8:33 am
"That's.... good, for someone who is crazy." Alice said trying not to sound assertive. "Art is about how you feel, and if this is what you feel then I recomend a counseler." Alice looked away from the painting, "Or a crazy Asylum."
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Posted: Sat May 08, 2010 8:57 am
can't help but laugh
me.....crazy.....hehe.....no......I am not.....crazy.....
zones out for a few minutes and my eyes go blank and I am dead still standing
turns back to normal
what just happened.....
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Posted: Sat May 08, 2010 1:00 pm
"Hmm? What do you mean?" Alice sat down and looked at Jason. "Is something wrong?" Alice's face was concerned. "Well, you just continue your art okay?" Alice patted Jason on the back and walked away.
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Posted: Sat May 08, 2010 1:50 pm
blinks a little then continues to draw and paint pictures of death
hehehe....
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Posted: Sun May 09, 2010 8:56 am
Melody blinked.
She frowned at her picture.
Melody sat it down on the floor. She grabbed a new canvas and began to paint again.
She painted the picture of a girl with long black hair. Her knees were curled up to her chest. Her hair flowed around her.
Behind the girl stood a shadow. It had a evil look in its eye. A hint of madness.
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Posted: Sun May 09, 2010 9:03 am
>_>...nice.....I like it....
and recalling what happened before I blanked out...if you want insane me....I can go insane...hehehe.....
paints a person in a strait-jacket in a roof made out of cement and one door and the room was completely blank and the person was smashing his head into the wall to kill himself because he was starved and under torture
hehehe.....see......crazy.....
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