the "p" doesn't stand for pretentious, FYI. [art gallery, may 6th—??? ]

[theearth]

[ Welcome to Locke's very own Taste de Louvre, everyone! Predictably, the unveiling of the new set of statues at the magnificent Hugh P. Thadson Gallery of Fine Art has turned out to be a rather fanciful affair. The upper echelon of snobby society, in their snobby society attire, has come to mingle amongst one another—and is endeavoring to ignore you, fair citizen, as much as possible—and discuss this fantastic addition to our city's fair culture.

The first statue is a touchingly metaphorical piece, the prominent carving of a snake coiled around a human heart that looks so real you can almost hear it beating within your ears. This statue appears to be the most popular; the crowds drawn around its base simply can't stop going on and on and on about how wondrous it is, along with the rest of the works on display tonight.

The second statue also depicts a snake, but has its blush-brushed scales cut dramatically open to display its own wicked black heart. The Thunder Corporation and its latest line of tacky memorabilia is the primary subject of discourse here.

The last statue is strikingly different from the other two, and features a wolf howling at the open sky,* dying in apparent agony with a sword driven through its chest. You get a distinctly unsettling impression from it that the other, ordinary folk don't seem to notice—that perhaps your adventure to meddle in recent affairs is ill-advised. Inscribed below the pained wolf's paw is a link of sorts to a peculiar forum that, when accessed, bears only the topic "Let's Negotiate" with the same message enclosed within. Strange, but since no one else is talking about it, you wonder if you can't have just imagined the whole ordeal... and yet stranger things have happened, right? Perhaps it's worth looking into, in any event.

There's plenty to do with the statues about and the gift shop buzzing, with lots of familiar faces to run into. So what's your agenda for the evening? ]

(( General mingling post for the plot as related to art gallery affairs! There will be base threads for OPEN INTERACTIONS, open to all as implied, CLOSED INTERACTIONS, for planned out one-on-one interactions between player characters, and a general purpose EVERYTHING ELSE, for characters who wish to explore the gift shop, just mull about. Just as a general reminder:

1) Touching one of the snake statues will grant you one (1) Echo, for two (2) Echoes max. However, touching a second statue will definitely arouse suspicion, so be prepared for that. One safe Echo, two potentially risky ones up for grabs here! No Echoes from touching the wolf statue, though, so slither your way towards the snakey-snakeys for those.

2) If you'd rather not touch the statues themselves, hanging around them for awhile -- about an hour or so -- will grant one (1) Echo.

3) Accessing the webforum will not grant an Echo, but posting a reply to it will. It will be possible to get a second during conversation, but as for how it happens... it's a secret to everybody!

4) Little statuettes are available for purchase in the gift shop, but do not grant an Echo themselves in any way.

You may also handwave the mingling NPCs being snobby snobs at you, just for fun. Because why not.

As before, please wait for all base threads to go up before posting. OPEN FOR BUSINESS! In your character's subthreads, please put your character's name, the day, and optionally the time you are visiting in the title so things remain nice and neat. Remember, open to all interactions in the open section and one-on-one time in the closed section. Everything else goes in Everything Else. This post will remain stickied throughout the entirety of the plot duration, for easy finding.

The plot post for this week, detailing about the art gallery and more, can be found here.

*This awesome picture drawn by our very lovely Lucas-mun! Thanks, MC! ]

Comments

[deathcough]

[Souji stares a moment, expression completely flat.

He looks Richard up and down and then, with a nasty little smile, says:] You look like you're more likely to get on the cover of Playgirl before GQ.

[masterofbling]

Been there, too.

[Again, he wishes.]

Your mom keeps back issues from the nineties?

[deathcough]

[Souji just smiles, all bright happy sunshine and puppies and double rainbows are oin all the way across the skkyy--]

Oh, my mom's been dead for a while, so I don't think so.

[masterofbling]

That's sad.

[Smiling right back at you.]

Hope you buried her with some Playgirl.

[deathcough]

[Souji makes a low hiss noise like he just remembered something unpleasant] Ooh, no, I forgot to throw some in her coffin to keep her soul entertained.

I'll be sure to call the people up first thing in the morning and ask them to dig her up so I can throw some in.

[masterofbling]

Sounds like a great plan. I could probably autograph a few.

[Look at all the fucks we give. :U]

[deathcough]

I'll be sure to call you up.

Your size won't disappoint, will it? I don't want to give her anything inferior.

[They're going to hell.]

[masterofbling]

[Warm climates!]

I'd show you but then I'd have to kill you. It's a fate worse than death to go around feeling inadequate about your equipment for the rest of your life. Wouldn't want you to suffer.

[deathcough]

[Souji can't help it. He just starts laughing-- he can't even pretend to be offended]

Ah, Big Dick! It's all coming back to me now! [He laughs again and grins] Nice to know you're exactly the same offline as you are online!

[masterofbling]

Of course. I'm a lot better in 3D though.

[deathcough]

I can vouch for that. [His laughter subsides and he grins broadly, casting a casual glance around] What brings you around here? The culture of the art gallery?

[The immense sarcasm indicates that he doesn't believe he's here just for art for even a second.]

[masterofbling]

Profit, actually. A chance to look at what makes the competition tick.

[deathcough]

Find anything useful? [Color him curious]

[masterofbling]

I always do. Made a few investments here and there.

[By investments, he means "friends" in the loosest sense of the term.]