What's With the Mess?! -closed-

[Cheyriddle4]

Dear Journal,

This is the first time in which I am writing to you. So, that being the case I better tell you something about me in an effort to get to know one another. I am not a human which seem to occupy this shop. I am a wyre hound. A keyling if I would prefer that term. My name is Solange. I am an artist! Art and painting is my passion! Give me a brush and I am the happiest girl on this planet. Let me tell you, I love showing off my painting skills. Like, who doesn’t like art! Though my skills aren’t like the masters at all. Oh how I wish to be able to paint like Monet, Van Gogh, or Picasso. Such a thing is my goal. I want my name to be known as a great artist. Though the only canvases I have so far are buildings.. Walls and tree’s. Even rocks. Someday though… you watch. I will have a studio with art canvases. Oooh! Another thing about me is that I have gypsy feet. I wander around and don’t seem to settle down in one place for long periods of time. I get to see many beautiful things while in my travels. Things that inspire me to paint!

Anyway, now that I have introduced myself.. Let me tell you about what happened today!

So today, I was traveling through the woods.It was getting close to dawn and like every morning I stop to watch the sunrise. Today it just was so...so Spectacular! It inspired me to paint a sunrise. So of course I went off in search of a shop. In shops there are paint and paintbrushes everywhere that those human colorists use. I stumble upon this shop called Keylings. Which really perked my interest. It is early morning and nobody seems to be in there as I slide in quietly. Well as quietly as I could anyway. It isn’t like my ability is stealth by any means. Walking towards the storage closet I nuzzled the cracked door open and step inside. What colors do I need. The sunrise was.. orange, pink, purple and blue. Aha! I quickly searched out those colors. They weren’t those buckets of paint. No… think those little tubes of paint. That you squeeze. I take them by the mouth and roll the paintbrush in front of me. My eyes look at a wall. This place really doesn’t have any art or color in it yet. So, I decided I would change that! I took a spot and set everything up. Which in return made my white coat and black hair get paint all over it. Somehow I picked one that has been used recently as colors that I wouldn’t be using were there.

I looked at the wall and start to paint. Oh how beautiful this painting will turn out. Well how it did turn out. As I am writing this I can’t help but go through play by play on what happened. So my tenses are wrong. Back to the story. Anyway as I was painting I hear footsteps behind me. I turn around and I see another like me! A white, blue and red one that looks like me. I was shocked! I didn’t know others of my kind existed. We stare at each other and the guy doesn’t look happy. He asked what I was doing.. Oh man.. I know how my art can be seen as vandalism.. graffiti.. I bolted as my painting was done anyway. Yet the strange thing was that the other followed! I run as fast as I could and eventually escaped. I stop quite some distance from the shop and look around.. Should I stick around? I am curious as to whether I should get some answers… but what if I get punished? I will decide tomorrow…. but what a feeling! I am not alone! There are others like me!

See you tomorrow Journal. ~ Solange  

[vampireluver123]

Calliope was running and not paying attention to where she was going. She ran into a girl who looked sort of like her. Athena looked at the other keyling covered in paint and smiled. "Careful where you are running. How did you get covered in paint if you don't mind my asking." Calliope picked up her paint brush smiling at the brightly colored girl. "Well if you want to hear that then sit down and listen to my story." Athena smiled and sat down getting comfortable ready to listen to what the other hound had to say. Calliope sat down to ready to tell her story. " My name is Calliope and well I am an artist I love to create things. Paint, draw, bead, any artistic form is what I like to do. But I was born a white and black keyling. I didn't have much color on me and I wanted color on my coat to match my art and personality. I'm a fun bright person who got a coat that didn't stand out. It made me work that much harder on my art and use more of the vibrant colors. My passion and my life is art. To create it then have what I make hung places where everyone could see would be the best thing ever."

She settles down to get more comfortable and places her paint brush next to her. The other keyling smiles and waits. Calliope continues. "I like to put my art up on the sides of buildings along with other places people will see it. This way people will get to know my art. I like to brighten up a place with my vibrant colors. Making people smile when they see the paintings I create is the best thing ever. I just wish I could be a work out of art. I was walking around the buildings here and saw the shop. Called Keylings and it looked as if it needed to be spruced up with color and life. I walked in through the opened door. It was really early and I wondered why the door was open. I pulled my bag of paints with me looking for a nice wall to paint on. Finally I found one that everyone would be able to see and enjoy the art. So I began to paint an ocean scene. Once that was done I painted a forest. I got lost in my art not realizing it was getting later until someone saw me. I took off running but stumbled. My paint spilled all over me. But I managed to keep it from hitting the floor. But it got all over my white coat and black hair. Making me as colorful as my paintings. I tried to wipe it off but it just won't come off. I am very thrilled to be so colorful now. I am bright and cheery just like my art. So my dear this is the story of how I became covered in paint that won't come off."

She heard running feet and hopped up picking up her brush. "I must bid you adieu. I hear someone coming and if it was the one who saw me earlier I would rather not meet him again. Farewell I hope you live life full of color and cheer. Your neon colors will inspire a painting of mine so look for it and see what my art is like." She turned and took off in a flash of colors into the world to spread her art work do all could see it. The other keyling did look out for the painting and found it. She smiled the wall in the shop was now everyone's favorite.