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[exanimatus]

[hello, Paradisa. enjoying the new journal? that fresh, new-book smell? all of the clean pages?

well, not for long, as someone appears to have dumped like four pounds of glitter paint on the pages. we've got some pink and blue and green and red and... oh, wow, it really sticks if you accidentally touch that stuff and--oh, oh jeez. oh man, it's starting to ooze all over the place-- wait, whoa, god now there's glitter all over your fingers and how did it get on your clothes?

who thought this was a good idea!? they aren't saying... but they do feel strangely satisfied at finally finding a use for the damn stuff.]


[[ooc: this is easy enough to avoid if a character just turns the page, but if you feel like encountering the glittery mess on these pages, go wild. Zelman... may or may not say anything.]]

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[shadow_immortal]

[there's a quiet giggle. Dainn can appreciate a good joke, even if the glitter made one of his shadow claws look like a hand model that used too much body glitter.]

This is fun. I wonder if I should hang it somewhere.

[exanimatus]

[no real response from him, but he will dip the end of his pencil in the glitter and draw a little smiley face somewhere. C:]

[shadow_immortal]

[and a minute after shuffling around for something, a few clouds will join that smiley face. you've caught him in quite a good mood Zelman.]

[exanimatus]

[oh, excellent. he unfortunately won't join in on the doodling (kind of more juvenile than he really wants to get), but he will continue to look on.]

[shadow_immortal]

[a few clouds, the moon, and what looks like a rock with a sword stuck in it later, Dainn stops.]

Humm...I wonder what else this could be used for...

[exanimatus]

[he will smear up a question mark. go on...?]

[shadow_immortal]

[he mutters something under his breath, but the word "wall" can be hear.]

I may need more than this though…

[exanimatus]

[dang. you're on your own, bro.]