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vatheon2012-08-06 08:39 pm
scienceshow) wrote in vatheon2012-08-06 08:39 pm
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Cotton Candy Creeper Moves In
Who: Szayel and everyone
Where: Patchwork Laboratory
When: August 6th
Style: Starting prose, but I'll match you.
Warnings: Szayel's a jerk... but that's about it right now.
Status: WIDE OPEN
Szayel had been rather absent from the center of attention that he always enjoyed, though it was out of necessity, of course. It hadn't taken long for him to find acceptable residence in the city -- the laboratory he now claimed as home was perfect for his perfection, of course. He could even deal with the outward "patchwork" image of the exterior; but the interior? That looked like it had been decorated by his boar of a brother, it was that disgusting.
Which was why, if an individual happened to pass by the Patchwork Laboratory, they would be able to see Szayel huffing and puffing, trying to push in an ornate dresser through the door. Unfortunately, it was just ever so slightly too big for the door way, and both the frame and the dresser were creaking in protest from the abuse. Szayel's feet kept slipping on the pavement in his effort, damn near coming close to falling over more than once. He was swearing up a storm before long, looking like he was going to smash the damn dresser after a few minutes of this.
Clearly, he needs to be bothered. Enjoy.
Where: Patchwork Laboratory
When: August 6th
Style: Starting prose, but I'll match you.
Warnings: Szayel's a jerk... but that's about it right now.
Status: WIDE OPEN
Szayel had been rather absent from the center of attention that he always enjoyed, though it was out of necessity, of course. It hadn't taken long for him to find acceptable residence in the city -- the laboratory he now claimed as home was perfect for his perfection, of course. He could even deal with the outward "patchwork" image of the exterior; but the interior? That looked like it had been decorated by his boar of a brother, it was that disgusting.
Which was why, if an individual happened to pass by the Patchwork Laboratory, they would be able to see Szayel huffing and puffing, trying to push in an ornate dresser through the door. Unfortunately, it was just ever so slightly too big for the door way, and both the frame and the dresser were creaking in protest from the abuse. Szayel's feet kept slipping on the pavement in his effort, damn near coming close to falling over more than once. He was swearing up a storm before long, looking like he was going to smash the damn dresser after a few minutes of this.
Clearly, he needs to be bothered. Enjoy.
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