5th Floor Common Room, Late Saturday Night

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JD wanted to paint the town red, but, sadly, lacked the necessary art supplies. As a result, he was sitting in the common room with some paper and crayons, resorting to drawing pictures of daisies.

((OOC: Open to all, including suggestions for adventure and foolishness))

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JD, still unsucessfully hiding his daisies, watches Pip enters. He grins.

~~~*~~~*~~~Fantasy Sequence~~~*~~~*~~~

JD, using only the power of his stare, glares at Pip intensely. It quickly becomes obvious that Pip is getting very, very warm and, after a moment, his head starts to swell until, eventually, it pops.

~~~*~~~*~~~ End Sequence~~~*~~~*~~~

"Nice to see you Pip."

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"Hey JD. Anything good on?"

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JD looks up at the TV, which appears to be playing some sort of informercial.

"Not really. I was stretching my artistic genius, so I wasn't paying attention."

Yeah, take that. Artistic genius.

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"Really?" Pip asked. "What are you drawing?"

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JD tried to hide his acid trip daisies, though not very well.

"It's a statement on the current state of society."

Yeah, refute that! Daisy power!

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Pip shrugged. "I'll take your word for it. Looks good."

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JD looked, suddenly, insanely pleased. He did a very poor job of hiding it.

No! Do not offer him a crayon. Don't do it.

"You want a crayon?"

Damnit, man. He is the enemy.

But he liked my picture.

JD rolled his eyes at himself.

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"Sure," Pip said. "Got any extra paper?"

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JD pushed a fresh sheet of paper towards Pip.

I bet he can't draw at all.

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"Merci," Pip said. He took the bite and started doodling.

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~~~*~~~*~~~Fantasy Sequence~~~*~~~*~~~

JD watched as the doodles on his paper came to life, lifting off the paper and creeping up an oblivious Pip's body to slowly wrap around his neck. As the now-animated doodles tightened, his eyes began to bug slightly.

~~~*~~~*~~~End Sequence~~~*~~~*~~~

JD laughed quietly to himself

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"Hm?" Pip asked. "Something funny?"

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"Oh. No. Nothing at all. I just like drawing."

Yes, keep drawing my pretty. Oh yes.

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"Fair enough," Pip said as he continued doodling.

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JD tried to crane his neck around, all sneaky-like, to see what Pip was drawing.

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Pip was drawing wee sketches of tanks. They were battling soldiers armed with guitars that were blowing the tanks away with the power of ROCK.

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JD actually seemed impressed.

"Hey, that's pretty cool."

No! Do not like him! Do not! Bad. Bad JD.

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"Oh, thanks. I doodle a lot of shit like this in my notebooks a lot."

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"I keep notebooks too."

I call it my diary.

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"Well, I doodle in my class notebooks," Pip admitted.