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Post by Richard on Jun 18, 2008 20:05:53 GMT -5
Richard slowly walked over to the model of the cathedral.
"Made it yourself, did you?"
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Post by Quasimodo on Jun 18, 2008 20:10:04 GMT -5
*Quasi nodded silently, placing his knife and the block of wood, still unrecognizable as a person, aside. Sunset light streamed in and illuminated the mobile above, casting multicolored pools of light all over the model cathedral and town, littered with models of the locals.*
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Post by Richard on Jun 18, 2008 20:11:32 GMT -5
"More than I'd be able to do," he said, holding up his left arm and displaying the way only the first two fingers and the thumb could move.
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Post by Quasimodo on Jun 18, 2008 20:16:24 GMT -5
*Quasi made some noise of recognition and picked the paints up so that he could start on the figure of the baker.*
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Post by Richard on Jun 18, 2008 20:17:53 GMT -5
"Never had any talent myself. I've tried sketching a few cats for Pina, but her reception..."
He looked at Pina as though expecting her to explain.
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Post by Quasimodo on Jun 18, 2008 20:18:53 GMT -5
*Quasi, still silent and without looking at them, placed the finally-finished model of Pina out on the table.*
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Post by Pina on Jun 18, 2008 20:19:15 GMT -5
"They were terrifying," *she said, following him to the table.*
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Post by Richard on Jun 18, 2008 20:20:18 GMT -5
He glanced at the figure.
"That's our Proserpina," he said flatly.
Then he looked at Quasimodo, impressed.
"Good job, that."
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Post by Quasimodo on Jun 18, 2008 20:22:52 GMT -5
"I didn't paint the eyes right. I made them blue, and they're hazel."
*He had indeed painted the little dots on Pina's face blue, rather than green or brown which would have made more sense for hazel eyes.*
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Post by Richard on Jun 18, 2008 20:23:59 GMT -5
"Don't be ridiculous. The level of detail- do you mind if I pick it up?"
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Post by Quasimodo on Jun 18, 2008 20:25:01 GMT -5
*Quasi looked a bit wary but shook his head nonetheless.*
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Post by Richard on Jun 18, 2008 20:27:27 GMT -5
"Pina, have you seen this?" Richard asked as he turned the figure over in his good hand.
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Post by Pina on Jun 18, 2008 20:39:37 GMT -5
"Quasimodo, that's perfect," *she said, flattered.*
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Post by Richard on Jun 18, 2008 20:40:46 GMT -5
"No-one will notice the eyes anyway."
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Judge Claude Frollo
- Masterful Virgin -
Eats kids for dinner and gypsies for desert o.O
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Post by Judge Claude Frollo on Aug 20, 2008 2:31:49 GMT -5
The religious Judge took a stroll through the streets of paris on his horse whom he called snowball. (yes apparently thats the horses name lol) He glared at a group of gypsies that he passed by."Gypsy vermin."He mutterd underneath his breath. He would kill them all someday. Thoughts suddenly started to race through his mind he couldnt stop thinking about Esmerelda. Oh how I miss that beauitful witch. he thought.
He mounted off his horse as he reached the Notre Dame Cathedral and stroked his maine. The horse snorted cooly shaking its head in mute response.
He made his way up the bell tower with his hands in a pray like postion. As he reached the top of the bell tower he spotted Quasimodo and smirked his devilish smirk. "Good day Quasimodo."He said in his deepiest tone of voice."Ah, I see you met a new friend." Other then those stone statues that he tells me that he sometimes talks to.
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