Post by Luzia Gottschalk on Nov 24, 2019 19:08:33 GMT -4
A weird request, but... it did sound kind of fun. This lady was definitely weird... she was always drooling, and her voice sounded... gargley, but even more than that. It was raspy, like she was choking on her own acid or something. Gross, and painful-sounding too... but... she seemed to be alright, and acid was a pretty cool quirk if she thought about it. Plus... if what was leaking out of her mouth wasn't blood - and considering it melted her mask, it probably wasn't - then it was her acid, which meant her acid looked a lot like blood. Blood was fun.
This other guy... he was weirder. He was a little less fun, he wasn't asking for anything. If he wanted to just watch her doodle, that was fine, but him saying practically nothing when she was taking requests was a little annoying. He dressed like a street thug, but the way he talked... it was definitely higher than that, like he was some sort of fancy guy or something. And his breath stunk... he ate something that made his breath just awful, and with him so close, she could smell it a lot. She wasn't too bothered by it, she was used to it, but something about it was definitely different than what she was used to. But even with his weird breath, he got close to her, he smiled at her, he liked her art... who cared about his breath when he was so nice?
She looked away from the both of them as they talked with each other, her thumb rubbing against the can of paint softly. She didn't take requests often... but that was people didn't usually ask. She could do this, no problem, she just needed to think... she needed to feel what to do. Someone falling down some stairs wasn't the first thing she would have thought of, but she could definitely do something like that... hmm.... She paused her thoughts, looking over to the drooling lady, then looked around as she sunk back into her train of thought. An idea was slowly starting to form, but she needed the right area....
Wordless, Luzia started to walk away, looking around left and right, eventually putting the paintcan back in her bag. This idea sounded fun in her head... but it also made her a little nervous. Would she like her idea? She seemed like she might, with the way she talked, but she wasn't sure... and she wasn't even fully sure what she was asking. Eternal? Recurrence? What did those even mean? At least the lady said 'falling forever', she could understand that. And still, thinking on all of that, she still couldn't find a good place. She had to at least make sure that it wasn't too close to her other work, it felt weird if she made two things close to each other.
She was silent, deep in thought, looking around carefully, studious, trying to find the perfect spot, not even realizing she was leading the others. But finally, and suddenly, she froze. Something clicked out of the blue, making Luzia turn her head slightly in surprise, her eyes still forward for a second before she suddenly took a few steps back, holding her hands up , her palms forward and her fingers straight, her thumbs connected as she looked at a crane, some probably empty shipping containers, and even a small building. She had to double check, but looking it over, it was definitely what she wanted.
Luzia grinned, and looked to the gray lady again; she looked her up and down, walking around her, looking at both her and the crane, finalizing the plan in her head; she didn't have to memorize much, but she did memorize what she need to before she suddenly ran; neon followed her, mist and plasma left behind her in a trail. She easily jumped onto the shipping container, than the one stacked next to it, then onto a ladder on the crane, using one of its steps to push herself up to the catwalk around it and run around. On the highest level of the crane, she looked down at the gray lady, looking between her and the crane. She felt a little bad, because it wasn't gonna be someone falling forever, but she hoped it would be alright anyway.
She got to work then; she didn't use paint; her quirk leaked out of her arms, and steady, soft streams clung to the wall, doing it in chunks and bursts, then running back dowh the steps on the instead of the crane, going down level by level, reaching her hands outside of the crane supports to paint her neon on the beams, finally running down to the bottom level, putting some finishing touches on the stacked shipping containers, then running up to the gray lady with a grin, looking back at her creation, then grabbing her to adjust her just slightly enough to see it properly.
The whole piece was angled slightly so that, looking at the proper angle, the humanoid figures in it were undistorted. At the top of the crane, right outside of the cockpit, was the image, a silhouette, an outline in neon, of a gray-skinned lady in clothing very similar to the clothing she was wearing, her arms outstretched like she was pushing something. And on the crane, there were several figures in red; they were the same, but with some motion lines, it was clear that it was the same figure turning in the air before they hit the stacked shipping containers, the last figure's torso hanging over the edge to bleed onto the container that wasn't stacked.
"I didn't know how to make someone fall forever, so I did the next best thing I could think of." She smiled, looking at her art with pride. She didn't know how to make someone fall forever, but she definitely could make someone fall, and she was hoping that the lady would like it more if she was in it herself. Looking up at the lady, Luzia grinned widely, excitedly asking, "Whatcha think~?"
(WC 1021)
This other guy... he was weirder. He was a little less fun, he wasn't asking for anything. If he wanted to just watch her doodle, that was fine, but him saying practically nothing when she was taking requests was a little annoying. He dressed like a street thug, but the way he talked... it was definitely higher than that, like he was some sort of fancy guy or something. And his breath stunk... he ate something that made his breath just awful, and with him so close, she could smell it a lot. She wasn't too bothered by it, she was used to it, but something about it was definitely different than what she was used to. But even with his weird breath, he got close to her, he smiled at her, he liked her art... who cared about his breath when he was so nice?
She looked away from the both of them as they talked with each other, her thumb rubbing against the can of paint softly. She didn't take requests often... but that was people didn't usually ask. She could do this, no problem, she just needed to think... she needed to feel what to do. Someone falling down some stairs wasn't the first thing she would have thought of, but she could definitely do something like that... hmm.... She paused her thoughts, looking over to the drooling lady, then looked around as she sunk back into her train of thought. An idea was slowly starting to form, but she needed the right area....
Wordless, Luzia started to walk away, looking around left and right, eventually putting the paintcan back in her bag. This idea sounded fun in her head... but it also made her a little nervous. Would she like her idea? She seemed like she might, with the way she talked, but she wasn't sure... and she wasn't even fully sure what she was asking. Eternal? Recurrence? What did those even mean? At least the lady said 'falling forever', she could understand that. And still, thinking on all of that, she still couldn't find a good place. She had to at least make sure that it wasn't too close to her other work, it felt weird if she made two things close to each other.
She was silent, deep in thought, looking around carefully, studious, trying to find the perfect spot, not even realizing she was leading the others. But finally, and suddenly, she froze. Something clicked out of the blue, making Luzia turn her head slightly in surprise, her eyes still forward for a second before she suddenly took a few steps back, holding her hands up , her palms forward and her fingers straight, her thumbs connected as she looked at a crane, some probably empty shipping containers, and even a small building. She had to double check, but looking it over, it was definitely what she wanted.
Luzia grinned, and looked to the gray lady again; she looked her up and down, walking around her, looking at both her and the crane, finalizing the plan in her head; she didn't have to memorize much, but she did memorize what she need to before she suddenly ran; neon followed her, mist and plasma left behind her in a trail. She easily jumped onto the shipping container, than the one stacked next to it, then onto a ladder on the crane, using one of its steps to push herself up to the catwalk around it and run around. On the highest level of the crane, she looked down at the gray lady, looking between her and the crane. She felt a little bad, because it wasn't gonna be someone falling forever, but she hoped it would be alright anyway.
She got to work then; she didn't use paint; her quirk leaked out of her arms, and steady, soft streams clung to the wall, doing it in chunks and bursts, then running back dowh the steps on the instead of the crane, going down level by level, reaching her hands outside of the crane supports to paint her neon on the beams, finally running down to the bottom level, putting some finishing touches on the stacked shipping containers, then running up to the gray lady with a grin, looking back at her creation, then grabbing her to adjust her just slightly enough to see it properly.
The whole piece was angled slightly so that, looking at the proper angle, the humanoid figures in it were undistorted. At the top of the crane, right outside of the cockpit, was the image, a silhouette, an outline in neon, of a gray-skinned lady in clothing very similar to the clothing she was wearing, her arms outstretched like she was pushing something. And on the crane, there were several figures in red; they were the same, but with some motion lines, it was clear that it was the same figure turning in the air before they hit the stacked shipping containers, the last figure's torso hanging over the edge to bleed onto the container that wasn't stacked.
"I didn't know how to make someone fall forever, so I did the next best thing I could think of." She smiled, looking at her art with pride. She didn't know how to make someone fall forever, but she definitely could make someone fall, and she was hoping that the lady would like it more if she was in it herself. Looking up at the lady, Luzia grinned widely, excitedly asking, "Whatcha think~?"
(WC 1021)