08-24-2018, 01:43 AM
[div style="width: 45%; margin: auto; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify"]The full moon was a big deal in San Creado. Most of the town's residents didn't turn into a wolf when it came, but it still sent a buzz through the veins of any supernatural creature. Humans could feel it too, if they tried hard enough. The fiesta was starting four days early, but it was still rather exciting. Personally, Alexander loved all the things that popped up the week of the full moon. They were sure blood moons and eclipses would be exciting, too. The citizens of San Creado had a lot in store for them.
The vampire is sitting at the card table, pretending to pay attention to who took a card, occasionally glancing at the notepad by their arm that stated write your name if you take a card. Not many people had stopped by, but they were fully expecting all the cards to be gone by the time this was done. Marko worked hard on this, and Alex would make sure at least Rialto and Catheryn played along.
They glance back at the young blood, wrinkling their nose at the sight of Marko's poorly done skull. He couldn't have done something a little more sightly? This pineapple was their main tourist attraction. Huffing, Alexander gets to their feet, grabbing a spraypaint bottle of their own on their way to the Undertaker's side. "We're gonna lose food if you make the pineapple ugly." They fuss, shoving at Marko's shoulder, playfully sticking their tongue out. They shake their own bottle, thinking of their own design, mind going back to their childhood, full of defacing property without the help of spraypaint.
Alex starts to spray flowers around Marko's skull, purple in color. They weren't much of an artist, but it didn't look too bad.
The vampire is sitting at the card table, pretending to pay attention to who took a card, occasionally glancing at the notepad by their arm that stated write your name if you take a card. Not many people had stopped by, but they were fully expecting all the cards to be gone by the time this was done. Marko worked hard on this, and Alex would make sure at least Rialto and Catheryn played along.
They glance back at the young blood, wrinkling their nose at the sight of Marko's poorly done skull. He couldn't have done something a little more sightly? This pineapple was their main tourist attraction. Huffing, Alexander gets to their feet, grabbing a spraypaint bottle of their own on their way to the Undertaker's side. "We're gonna lose food if you make the pineapple ugly." They fuss, shoving at Marko's shoulder, playfully sticking their tongue out. They shake their own bottle, thinking of their own design, mind going back to their childhood, full of defacing property without the help of spraypaint.
Alex starts to spray flowers around Marko's skull, purple in color. They weren't much of an artist, but it didn't look too bad.
LOVIN' WHAT I'M TASTIN',
VENOM ON MY TONGUE.
☾∗ˈ‧₊° ─[COLOR=WHITE] SIPPIN' ON STRAIGHT CHLORINE!
VENOM ON MY TONGUE.
☾∗ˈ‧₊° ─[COLOR=WHITE] SIPPIN' ON STRAIGHT CHLORINE!