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Adalgisa wrote:username:
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Strobe
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Female
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True to her name, Strobe's place is on the dance floor. Dancing? Good guess, but she has two left feet. No, her favorite form of entertainment takes place on the dance floor but, in her opinion is much more artistic. Strobe's passion is to paint people with neon body paint. This works best at a black light party, but Strobe is always prepared.
I walk through the crowd of people until I reach the far wall. As I lean back against it my fur rubs against something distinctly sticky and I recoil. As I slink around the room I do some people watching. The party isn't scheduled to start for another hour but I should have known that it would start early. There's always at least one zealous individual who wants to be the party starter. Today there seem to be at least thirty likeminded people. I grin as I lounge against a barstool. At least thirty people to paint, and just my luck, it's a black light party!
As every new person steps over the threshold of the dingy basement club a lightbulb goes out. I can barely contain my excitement as I set up my paint stand in a corner. I feel bad for charging people, as I always do, even though I know that it is practical. It's just that I enjoy body painting so much that I would rather do it for free, but every bean's gotta eat! I place each of my shining paint dishes out before me, positioning them in rainbow order. I also lay out my design book for everyone to look through, in case they don't have specifics already planned. I tuck my paintbrush behind my ear and I'm ready for anything.
People begin to trickle up to my stand and it gradually becomes a steady stream of beans. My eyes blur between fluorescent flowers, lines, circles, and swirls. In the break between people I lay a streak of bright blue over each of my eyelids and underneath, like eye liner. Then, I splatter a dash of orange freckles over my cheeks. As I paint I can't help thinking about the first time I ever painted someone. As a child I was constantly drawing on myself during classes and eventually started drawing on other people. It wasn't until my teenage years that I discovered neon body paint at a city party and it just happened that I had recently seen "Avatar" where people were routinely blue. Overcome by all of the colors and possibilities, I feel that that was the moment when my life as an artist truly began.short personality
I somehow stumbled into a personality story, hope that's ok! c:
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Anyone who met Strobe in her early years would have seen a sullen child with no enjoyment of life. She was always a dreamer, not at all interested in schoolwork, only doing enough to pass and get by with her parents. She wanted a purpose, and she couldn't seem to find that in books on grammar and tales of ancient times. As most bored children do she took to doodling in corners of her worksheets and on her hands. Her nails were always painted in intricate designs, so delicate that it often looked like she had entwined her fingers in spiderwebs. When her hands were effectively covered in a zentangle of drawings she began to move up her arms. Much like a tattoo she was covered in body art. But Strobe had no interest in permanent designs, she wanted to continue to create, to cover herself again and again in a whole new day full of drawings. Even though she seemed not to care about school from an outsiders perspective--and she didn't in truth--she always presented herself well in appearance and took to bright, flashy colors. She was social and inquisitive, but only truly happy when she had her pen out from behind her ear and in her hand. Even with her love of color, she didn't want to call attention to herself. She isn't very outgoing and didn't want to stand out, but she couldn't leave her flashy colors behind, she loved them too much. She often found herself wishing, as she grew up, that everyone dressed like her, that she could be a part of something amazing.
As a teen she went to a party in a nearby city with a friend and fell in love with the art there. People took their creativity and they threw it at the world, and if the world covered it up with layers of whitewash, the artists would gladly start over again, out of pure joy of their craft. At the party Strobe also encountered body painting for the first time. It was the most wonderful thing she had ever seen and she painted herself entirely in a rainbow of colors.
Afterwards, she found that her whole outlook on life had changed. She saw colors and patterns everywhere she looked and itched to paint them on anyone, everyone! She started to save her money and spend it on fluorescent paint. Her whole bedroom glowed like a nebula in the dark, and she shone along with it, and continues to shine every night.
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★nontheist; pro-choice; human rights ★
Find me on dA!
looking for art or designs --
offering very rare list pets and more
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