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"To be awkward or unkempt, to talk or move wrongly is to be a dangerous giant, a destroyer of worlds...any accurately improper move can poke through the thin sleeve of immediate reality." - Erving Goffman
"The smell of dusty fur, sweet smoke, waiting and patience, a thing that time cannot kill. The moth that candles won't burn."
A crazy, colorful mess of an office.
This chamber's regal furnishings have been desecrated, covered in a chaos of multicolored paint, creating an optical illusion that settles uneasily to the eye. Exquisite portraits that may have portrayed ancient Consanguinic royalty are buried beneath layers of vandalism, with so many extra details and slanderous amendments added, that the intended figures are unrecognizable. A polka-dotted and zebra-striped window, still gilded with lines of paint that dripped wet and then dried that way, overlooks the western regions of the city and state proper. All around the place, new, unmolested furniture has been stuffed amidst the old, like someone's silly idea of a scathing sociopolitical statement. As if the office were briefly at the mercy of hyperactive toddlers, the entire room has been painted in a confusing mess.
P MESS
Most of the paint splashed around the room is too chaotic to make sense of. However, here and there are small spaces where an inspired, would-be artist made an addition: Namely, one person did a portrait of an Atavian with black wings, wearing an angry face and brandishing a halberd. On the opposite wall, a black stick figure waves menacingly, labeled "DHAR". Big splashes of brown and gold near the baseboards might be a mountain, and if so, someone thought it would be a swell idea to cover it in corpses. Why are they happy?
It's also motivating me to at least try to actually get into RPing (and encouraging the same in Bloodloch altogether) because this superawesomecool palace cannot go to waste!
[appropriate picture here I guess]
2012 the movie.
0_0 I can't stop watching Yellowstone go BOOM!
"The smell of dusty fur, sweet smoke, waiting and patience, a thing that time cannot kill. The moth that candles won't burn."