【OPEN LOG】 ๑ Lesson of the day ๑ Just leave it to a certain crayon girl to draw
Who: Data Sora & You!
What: Hey kiddies! It's time for arts 'n' crafts with Sora!
When: Around 1 PM in the afternoon
Where: Getting lost through a couple of people's Guides. (He is a wandering son with no Guide of his own.)
Warnings: Lots of...brown?
[ As kids, they would always etch in a piece of their current feelings onto the cave walls in that Secret Place. Though he admitted it was probably more of the real Sora's habit, sometimes, he felt like drawing too. But this time around, it wasn't for himself.
This time, it was for those two - no, those three - whom he felt the need to portray some kind of message to. They weren't close, so he knew they wouldn't talk to him so casually just yet. So hopefully...this way, it would work out. ]
[ It didn't even matter where he was right now. Or who's Paint program he was using. Probably didn't even cross Sora's mind as of yet. Deeply occupied in his work in a pro-esque fashion, he had copied a certain image through someone's FlamingFerret, setting it aside next to him as he fiddled with the pixelated paint brush on a 500x500 canvas. ]
Uh... I think that's right. [ He taps his chin. ] Needs a little more brown.
What: Hey kiddies! It's time for arts 'n' crafts with Sora!
When: Around 1 PM in the afternoon
Where: Getting lost through a couple of people's Guides. (He is a wandering son with no Guide of his own.)
Warnings: Lots of...brown?
[ As kids, they would always etch in a piece of their current feelings onto the cave walls in that Secret Place. Though he admitted it was probably more of the real Sora's habit, sometimes, he felt like drawing too. But this time around, it wasn't for himself.
This time, it was for those two - no, those three - whom he felt the need to portray some kind of message to. They weren't close, so he knew they wouldn't talk to him so casually just yet. So hopefully...this way, it would work out. ]
[ It didn't even matter where he was right now. Or who's Paint program he was using. Probably didn't even cross Sora's mind as of yet. Deeply occupied in his work in a pro-esque fashion, he had copied a certain image through someone's FlamingFerret, setting it aside next to him as he fiddled with the pixelated paint brush on a 500x500 canvas. ]
Uh... I think that's right. [ He taps his chin. ] Needs a little more brown.