foalfire Alpha-class Metahuman
Posts : 1929 Join date : 2010-09-07 Age : 31 Location : In front of the computer being brainwashed like the rest of you.
RPG character Name: Code Name: Villain or good guy?: Good
| Subject: This is Jay's room Mon Oct 11, 2010 1:08 am | |
| http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs50/f/2009/314/c/b/November_Room_by_B1nd1.jpgWith a hammock in the corner for a bed and of course, Jay's sea monkeys which are growing, slowly, on the desk. The eagle and wolf drawings and such now stay in her sketch pads as she got tired of going over them and so now she has a ton of sketch pads stacked up as you can see the little pile starting and the tree cabinet for pencils and other items. But the front of the door still has her name painted on it. KNOCK FIRST! | |
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foalfire Alpha-class Metahuman
Posts : 1929 Join date : 2010-09-07 Age : 31 Location : In front of the computer being brainwashed like the rest of you.
RPG character Name: Code Name: Villain or good guy?: Good
| Subject: Re: This is Jay's room Fri Oct 29, 2010 12:21 am | |
| Jay lay on her hammock, her one wing drooping down until it rested on the floor. In her hands was her newest sketch pad, the last one full of drawings and tossed into the pile of completed notebooks to collect dust for the rest of their lives. Jay had one knee raised and on it sat a large owl that she had smuggled into the tower via the window. The owls eyes where half closed as it listened to the sound of the pencil scrapping the paper as Jay attempted to recreate the image of the bird. "Can you turn your head a little to the left, I'm having trouble with this eye." Jay said as she shifted a little to keep her wing from going to sleep. The owl opened its eyes fully and turned its head helpfully and hooted. "yeah thanks that's perfect." Jay said glancing over the paper and then scribbling some more, " now, I'm almost done." The owl hooted again then clicked its beak. "No I don't think any one's going to come by. They usually leave me alone when I'm drawing." Jay said as she turned the sketch pad on its side to get the details better. The owl ruffled its feathers and let them settle again, then clicked its beak. "Oh, yeah. I got the basic stuff down." The owl went ahead and spread its wings and flew silently over to the desk and perched on the top of it and tucked its head into its shoulders and closed its round eyes to sleep. Jay took liberty to get up at this point to get up and stretch. Her wing joints snapped and popped and then she settled back into the hammock to finish the drawing. | |
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