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trusthell2017-02-22 08:09 pm
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i believe every day's a good day when you paint
[...so, shortly after breakfast, there's a note posted to the refrigerator door (and well, shoved under Elda's door, all things considered) in handwriting that's come to be really easily recognizable in its jankiness.]
YO. WE HAVE PAINTS. WE HAVE SPRAY PAINT. WE ARE ALLOWED TO DO WHATEVER WE WANT TO THE WALLS AS LONG AS WE DON'T BREAK THEM.
LET'S MAKE THE ACADEMY'S WALLS OUR CANVAS.
BE IN THE ART STUDIO AT 6:00.
[At the appointed time, when those interested walk into the art studio, they'll see that holy shit, Guzma got a lot of paints out of the storage room and put them all over the tables. There's a lot of stuff there, ready for everyone to grab and spread out all over the academy and paint all over everything.]
LET'S MAKE THE ACADEMY'S WALLS OUR CANVAS.
BE IN THE ART STUDIO AT 6:00.
[At the appointed time, when those interested walk into the art studio, they'll see that holy shit, Guzma got a lot of paints out of the storage room and put them all over the tables. There's a lot of stuff there, ready for everyone to grab and spread out all over the academy and paint all over everything.]
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I didn't have my child until then.
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[To Silver:]
'The body remembers, even if the mind forgot.'
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Right. No kids, then.
[Silver, you make it sound like this is a group effort here-]
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Elda is going to make a hand sign of some sort here and just walk away.
Wooooow. ]