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[foretolds.livejournal.com]

Characters: Terezi and you!
Setting: Dormitory hallways
Format: Action to start, but I'll match!
Summary: Clearly the giant, plain white walls of the tower make the best canvas.
Warnings: Nope


[Terezi has made a horrible mess of the hallway. There's multicolored pieces of chalk strewn all over the floor, and smears of chalk covering her hands and clothes and... mouth? But Terezi is intent on the wall, which she's drawn a giant, lopsided dragon on in bright red chalk. She's standing on her tiptoes to add the top of its wing.

Underneath the dragon are smaller pictures: An orange, winged boy that is clearly Davesprite, a similar looking boy in red, most of the trolls in the tower in their corresponding blood colors, and a strange, monstrous thing surrounded by nooses.]

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[cancerousnubs.livejournal.com]

This is actually pretty horrible.

[It's true, her art isn't the best, but there isn't an ounce of real disgust in his voice at all. He's actually glad she's still keeping his blood color a secret, even in her drawings.]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[UM RUDE???

She is throwing the chalk she's holding at his head. Which is red, interestingly enough. And will also probably miss since she's blind. Her life is really hard.]

[cancerousnubs.livejournal.com]

[DOINK. Goes the chalk hitting the floor a few feet behind him.]

I'm sorry, were you actually aiming for my head?

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

Nope!

[He is asking for it, man. She moves closer and pokes his stomach.]

You are such an asshole.

[cancerousnubs.livejournal.com]

[He is in a constant state of asking for it. Her little tummy pokes threaten him not.]

So kind of you to notice, I try so fucking hard, you know.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[REALLY ASKING FOR IT. But it isn't too hard to get reactions out of him. She loops her arms around his neck and takes another step closer, smirking.]

You do a very good job!

[cancerousnubs.livejournal.com]

[Wow his neck is not a branch to hang from, but he's looking away from her smirk because it's kind of never a good sign.]

At least someone appreciates it.

[He tries to wriggle out of her arms, but it's kind of an awkward ducking motion really.]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[Does he really think she's going to let him get away that easily? She tightens her grip and moves closer.]

I always appreciate our fearless leader.

[Total lie. Doesn't matter, though, because she's going to try to lick his cheek now.]

[cancerousnubs.livejournal.com]

For all I've done for you assholes, I expect nothing le--[GOD WHAT IS THIS abort abort abort noo don't lick his face. leaning awaaay. what if people seeeeee] NO YOU DON'T!

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She's cackling and tightening her grip on him.]

Oooh, suddenly shy! What's wrong, Karkat?