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What would you like to see in future RPWs?: Hmmm...designs based off the art elements? cx
What would you like to see in future RPWs?: Hmmm...designs based off the art elements? cx
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Task3 wrote: It was a cold, bleak December night, and Connie, being her usual artistic self, was making ornaments for the little Christmas tree that she just chopped down in her personal art studio. The room was filled with the fresh scent of pine needles, superficial smell of paint, and the mouth-watering aroma of sugar cookies, baking in the steel oven.
"Oh! Ugh, I'm out of red paint...maybe I should go to the art store to buy some more," Connie squeaked to herself as she put on her black uggs, black viscose winter coat, grey wool scarf, and knitted white hat before heading out the door.
As Connie padded on the softly layered snow, she reminisced about Mr. Keith O'Malley, the best foster home she was at before she met Yui. It's been more than seven years since she was under the care of the old man. Suddenly in the hazy, snow speckled darkness, she almost thought that she could make out the old mans broad face shape...
"Oh my god!! Are you... C-Constance?! C-Cons-stance L'Estrange?!"a woman stammered in horror. She had striking blue eyes and long golden blonde hair tied in a ponytail...
"O-Oh my...a-are you... Mandia O'Malley!?"the young pup squealed in shock. It was Keith's daughter, who was quite abusive to Connie. The blonde girl gaped for a second before whipping around and marching away. Instinctively, Connie chased after her.
"W-wait! I'm not as dangerous as you think- I mean I'm NOT dangerous! Please come back-"
"Listen, I don't think your so dangerous. It's just... I was in a bad mood. I mean my DAD just died, how could you blame me?!"she cut in.
"Hold on! I know we have more history than we're supposed to, but please, I just want to get along! I forgive you for everything please I-"
"I don't care!"
"I KNOW ABOUT YOUR STREET ART!! .... and... I think it's pretty cool... my street art is never as pro as yours..." Connie blurted out. Mandia stayed silent, clearly looking stunned.
After a good five minutes of icy silence, Mandia spoke.
"It's Mandia O'Malley Brown by the way... I got married... and... you can call me Mandi..."Mandi spoke with an almost embarassed tone. "Not that I like you or anything..."
"Omg, Mandia- I mean, Mandi! I-"
"Can it pipsqueak... art isn't painting itself on walls. I'm going to go paint street art. You're probably going to be a nuisance... but you can come along...there you go, merry Christmas."
With that, Connie beamed at Mandi and cheerfully trotted after Mandi.~weeks later~
Quite a while later, Connie left Mandi after a heated argument and it wasn't long before Mandi left for Italy. Somehow, all her records deleted, and it was like Mandi disappeared from the map- more like the world. However, Connie's street art drastically improved and even though it isn't "right", she makes beautiful street art. Of course, she does do 100% legal art too. As Connie sat in her art studio painting, she remembered how wonderful her Christmas present was : Mandi.
"What a wonderful Christmas," Connie whispered to herself as she held up her painting: a picture of a beautiful wolf with long blonde hair and striking blue eyes.
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