The Society of Truth, an RP

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

"Okay. Hold still." Mark started drawing something that faintly resembled an octopus.

She held still for him

 

[Anne02]

She held still for him

"And... done! What do you think?" Mark asked, sitting back and capping the marker.

 

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

"And... done! What do you think?" Mark asked, sitting back and capping the marker.

She stared at it “it looks like a blob” she decided

 

[Anne02]

She stared at it “it looks like a blob” she decided

"No! See, that's the octopus, and right there is the French fries," Mark said, pointing unhelpfully.

 

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

"No! See, that's the octopus, and right there is the French fries," Mark said, pointing unhelpfully.

“It looks like a blob with sicks. Mark, accept it, art is definitely not your forte”

 

[Anne02]

“It looks like a blob with sicks. Mark, accept it, art is definitely not your forte”

"Yeah, you're right. I should just stick to programming stuff," He agreed.

 

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

"Yeah, you're right. I should just stick to programming stuff," He agreed.

“Yeah it’s hard to accept I get it” she grinned

 

[Anne02]

“Yeah it’s hard to accept I get it” she grinned

He shrugged. "Not really. But I also have never tried drawing an octopus eating french fries on a persons hand before, so... you know."

 

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

He shrugged. "Not really. But I also have never tried drawing an octopus eating french fries on a persons hand before, so... you know."

She laughed and patted his shoulder

 

[Anne02]

She laughed and patted his shoulder

(We can't really do anything else until @My Pretty Pekins comes back. Shall we call it a day?)