[Event Post]

[triade_oscura]

::Is sitting in a stall in Domino Park, bandages covering her arms and other parts of her. She's reading a book. The Stall she's sitting behind is covered in masks of any size and shape. The sign reads 'Wear a Mask, Feel Like a Whole New Person'.::

Comments

[triade_oscura]

Boy Hawtness Meter. I got it free with a Frogurt.

[memoryistime]

*quirks an eyebrow*

There's no way that can actually be a thing.

[triade_oscura]

It's a thing from Black Velvet Inc.

::Dings.:: Yeah "Bad Boy Bishie".

[memoryistime]

Black Velvet. ... Black Velvet. *seems to be thinking cause it's like. I know that name.*

Stop pointing that thing at me.

[triade_oscura]

Some hoochie company. And no. ::Ding.::

[memoryistime]

What will it take to have things not pointed at me.

[triade_oscura]

Dunno dunt care

[memoryistime]

*he grumbles a bit, before looking at the masks*

And what the hell are these supposed to be.

[triade_oscura]

Masks to make you another person as long as you wear them, or so I'm told. Frankly I'm just out here to read and sell shit and keep people off my ass for not being productive enough.

::Flips a page of her book.::

[memoryistime]

"Or so you're told", huh? What, where you work calling you lazy? Keep skipping out too often to do anything else?

*picks up one of the masks, examining it*

[triade_oscura]

::It's a blue-pink-white mask with a neutral expression with a bit of jewelry and glitter here and there.::

I do everything from bouncing work, to hunting, to sales.

[memoryistime]

Then why're they getting on your ass about it? What's this supposed to be like? *shows the mask to Gwen*

[triade_oscura]

Put it on, ya become someone else.

::Flips a page.::

[memoryistime]

Yes, you basically said that.

I'm asking what this design is supposed to mean.

[triade_oscura]

Why the shit would I know, dingus?

[memoryistime]

You're the one selling these.

Sell it to me.

[triade_oscura]

You've got a terrible personality, wear it and maybe your friends won't be off put so much.

[memoryistime]

Che, oh, yes, that really sells it to me... *he grumbles a bit. he definitely does have a terrible personality, by far.*

[triade_oscura]

It'll make you a loving nurturing toddlehead, fine?

[memoryistime]

*raises an eyebrow at that*

I. That's. A "toddlehead"?

[triade_oscura]

Also if the mask is bigger than your face, you have cancer.

[memoryistime]

Okay, now I know you're full of it.

[triade_oscura]

::Crosses her arms like she means it.::

[memoryistime]

*gives you a glower, lifting up the mask and trying to compare what size it is*

[triade_oscura]

::Punches it onto your face. Enjoy being a friendly puddinghead.::