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Lucas tilted his head, and smiled appreciatively towards the flowers. He listened to Milo speak, he could understand and relate to what he was saying. He hadn't really known there was an art club due to him trying to get on equal footing with what was going on around him. He was adjusting a lot slower than he would like, but he was not gonna admit that.

"There's no reason really, I'm not shy about my work. I've sold quite a few painting and statues, I've just been so absorbed in the different cultures and things on the island, its hard to really branch out for things. That's kind of silly though, art as taking over so much of my life that I haven't had time to join the art club"


That he was utterly shy and had no idea how to socialize. He supposed he was doing good now right? He had managed to say exactly what he was thinking. He was inwardly cheering, he normally became flustered around pretty people. Milo was a pretty person, perhaps he was getting better at this.

"Though I'll have join soon, I've seen some of the art work on display around the school. I'm a sucker for different art styles"
 

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Milo laughed softly, and went back to doodling. "That is pretty silly. Well, we can fix that soon enough. Whatever happens, you should sign up after elections. Sound good? Aha, maybe we can throw a party. The art clubroom is very cozy. And I know what you mean, I'm the same. Art is special, I'll never stop being dazzled by it."

"So, Lucas, if you're comfortable with it, want to talk politics? I use that in the loosest possible way, I'm not too interested in rivalry or fighting. Why are you running, and what are your hopes for the council?"
 

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lucas smiled, he was the type of person that saw art in every thing about life. From the way people spoke to the way they breath. It was hard for him not to see the beauty in anything, it was probably a side effect of his mother's genes. She was very much the hippie artist that shut herself away from the world allowing it to change while she stood watch. He didn't want to be that person. She wanted him to take his place a muse, someone who would just give inspiration to people thorough art and observation. Lucas didn't want to be that person, he wanted to inspire by being doing things that made people admire him. "Yeah there will never be a time where art won't be a part of my life. I find so many things are art, that almost everything is worth preserving in some type of way."

Lucas tilted his head, why was he running. Why was he truly running, well he couldn't very well say he wanted to president titled. "I think it's the issues i see around campus, so many of demon and other 'bad guys' from myths are treated horribly that no one really gives us a chance to decided for ourselves if we're good or bad. Im hoping to shed light on that. Myths are just that Myths, and not all creatures are evil even if they're depicted as such"

he explained allowing his passion to seep through in his words. It wasn't really that hard to do since Lucas was passionate about everything he did.


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Milo hummed and nodded along. "I like the way art makes people feel, and brings them together, and allows them to show and express things they can't in any other way. It's something deeper than cheap aesthetic, and it does have real impact and use in the world."

He listened intently. Lucas sounded genuine enough in all of this, and the way he talked made Milo feel more heated as well, determination electric in his mind, sparks along his skin. He was going to win. He thought of Lucas as a likable fellow candidate, someone he'd work well with on the council. He liked him, but wasn't going to go easy on him (still no rivalry or fighting, of course, but taking things seriously), only more inspired because of the young demon.

Milo felt a sense of passive magic in the air, separate from the chalk art. That was Lucas, wasn't it? Something aura related. Whatever it was, it really energized an already stubborn, passionate man like Milo.

"Good. Very good, I approve, and that lines up with my views and ideals. Even if you don't get the president spot, I think it'd be fantastic to have you on the council, and I'd work with you on these shared goals."

He went on, addressing the topic he'd brought up now, his own passions starting to bloom. He spoke with a difficult to brush off, 'this is important, you'd better pay some damn attention to it' sort of heaviness. "I'm Fae, and I grew up around humans, thinking myself at least partly one myself. They have a lot of stories around anything and everything, but it isn't like they're thinking about it with, well, Manta Carlos standards. We're all people here, and it's different. Easy to see how different, in fact. I don't understand others refusing to see that when it's so bold, right in front of them. It's… agitating, to put it very, very lightly. The fact that this is still an issue in the first place is disheartening, but I don't want to bitterly decide there's nothing anyone can do. I'll outright push at this shit, because not all change is, or should be, gentle."
 

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Lucas for some reason found it hard to not support Milo. If he didnt win he'd be okay with losing to Milo. Lucas was a realist and as much as he hated to admit, Milo was pretty decent. Plus they had the same values so it wasn't too much of a bad thing. There was a small part of him that told him it would be that much sweeter to win, but he ignored it. He wouldn't think of such things when he was having such a good the socializing.

Considering they were talking about heritage Lucas decides to follow the line of conversation. "To be honest, this a relatively new thing for me, my mom raised me as Muse until I was ten. I've always had this sort of observer take on the world. Ive read and heard about it. But its one of those things you don't really understand to you face. Living with the fear of being trapped is one thing, fearing cross bearing, bible reading asssholes is another. She thought island would be good for me, but she's starting to have doubts."

People had only tried to exorcized him once but it was enough to irk him. Especially when they couldn't do it right. "I get where your coming from, I just...I don't get how people who are trying to live free from all discrimination and prejudice...can push that on other people trying to do the same"

The world confused Lucas it was easy to understand it when he was just obseriving. Now that he had decided to be active in it, he was still struggling with some concepts.
 
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