February 2012
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Anyone up to go grab something to eat?
lucyy-carrigan:
I’m starving!
I’m so hungry, Luce. Let’s go eat. The life of this artist does not need to include starving.
Hope everyone's having a swell day.
dollymaeturner:
As swell as can be, Dolly. How’re you?
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Uh, hello! Nice to meet you.
donnieholdmyhand:
onyxartiste:
You’re right. But then again, what is happy anymore? None of us are really happy. It’s just facades and masks that we hide behind.
That’s heavy.
Worst part is, it’s true.
Well, heavy is my middle name, man. It’s what I’ve been trying to base my art around. Human struggle and lies. I’m young, but I’m not gonna go showing my skin...
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Uh, hello! Nice to meet you.
donnieholdmyhand:
onyxartiste:
Definitely. Just a few pieces here and there. And I haven’t done anything for anti-protesting in a while. I just haven’t had the drive. And Clint hasn’t been around, so I don’t see much of a point.
I hear that. And so long as it makes you happy, it’s all good, right?
You’re right. But then again, what is happy anymore? None of us are really happy....
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Uh, hello! Nice to meet you.
donnieholdmyhand:
onyxartiste:
It’s the same as it’s always been. Boring, uneventful and covered in pastels.
Sounds better than case law. What are you working on?
Definitely. Just a few pieces here and there. And I haven’t done anything for anti-protesting in a while. I just haven’t had the drive. And Clint hasn’t been around, so I don’t see much of a point.
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Uh, hello! Nice to meet you.
donnieholdmyhand:
onyxartiste:
At least you’re in school. Unlike some of us trying to make a living off art.
At least you’re doing something you like. So how is your life?
It’s the same as it’s always been. Boring, uneventful and covered in pastels.
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Uh, hello! Nice to meet you.
donnieholdmyhand:
onyxartiste:
It’s been a while, Donnie. How are you?
Been better. I hate my classes this semester.
At least you’re in school. Unlike some of us trying to make a living off art.
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Uh, hello! Nice to meet you.
donnieholdmyhand:
I’m Donnie. Well, Donald, but only Ma calls me that.
It’s been a while, Donnie. How are you?
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Dottie's Cafe | Onyx & Dolly
dollymaeturner:
Dolly ordered yet another cup of coffee as she waited for Onyx. She glanced at the large clock which hung directly in front of her on the far wall. It was something expected of Onyx to be late, but Dolly never held it against her. She knew Onyx was just so entranced and enraptured by her own work that nothing could ever really distract her from it, unless she was forced.
With a...
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Hello everyone! Nice to meet all of you!
bardotblonde:
onyxartiste:
Hi, Bardot. You can just call me Onyx. Bardot? Like the actress?
Well, hello there, Onyx…what a pretty nick name! And, yes…Bardot like the actress.
Oh…thank you. I have to say, I like your’s as well.
I haven’t seen you around, are you new in town? Then again, I don’t see too many people, I’m usually holed up in my studio.
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Hello everyone! Nice to meet all of you!
bardotblonde:
I am Nancy but you can—of course—call me Bardot!
Hi, Bardot. You can just call me Onyx. Bardot? Like the actress?
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Dottie's Cafe | Onyx & Dolly
Onyx had finally decided to get out the apartment and venture into society. She had been working on her collection for much longer than necessary and it had been almost two weeks since she had gone out for more than a quick trip to the store. Pulling her hat over her head, Onyx stuffed her hands into the pockets of her black peacoat and started down the street. She was supposed to be meeting Dolly...
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I hope everyone had a nice Valentine's Day!
rebelmyra:
onyxartiste:
You know I spent mine in my studio. How was your’s, Myra?
Ha, well, of course. It’s hard to get you out of that place of yours. It was nice. Dale left for a bit so Clint and I had a little picnic in the apartment.
So, how are you sis? Haven’t seen you in what feels like forever!
You know me, drowning in canvas and charcoal. I was making a few new pieces for...
I hope everyone had a nice Valentine's Day!
rebelmyra:
You know I spent mine in my studio. How was your’s, Myra?
'Ello there. I'm Jude.
hey-judehubert:
I haven’t seen you in the gallery for a while, Jude. I was beginning to think you didn’t want to show off your pieces anymore.
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Maybe I should leave my apartment more.
toppingthebill:
onyxartiste:
You’re right, it would be. How are you, Kite?
I’d be a piss-poor artist; never spend any time inside, me. Guess that bit’s important, same as going out. And I’m dandy. Cold, though.
You’re right. They’re both critical factors when it comes to art. Cold? That’s not ideal. I hope you fix that soon enough.
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Maybe I should leave my apartment more.
bbluejayway:
onyxartiste:
Well, you know me, Sherry. I don’t take much of a liking to anything outside my home or gallery.
And I never understood why. Painting all the time must be boring.
It’s not as bad as it seems. Besides, everything outside deals with the revolution. And we both know my stance on that.
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Maybe I should leave my apartment more.
dollymaeturner:
onyxartiste:
Yes, I believe that would do us both some good. How are you, Dolly?
I’m alright. Could be better though, I s’pose. How are you?
Well, no worries, Doll. Things’ll start to look up, do you want to talk? And me? Eh, I’ve been well enough.
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Maybe I should leave my apartment more.
bbluejayway:
onyxartiste:
And why don’t you?
Well, you know me, Sherry. I don’t take much of a liking to anything outside my home or gallery.
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Maybe I should leave my apartment more.
dollymaeturner:
onyxartiste:
I suppose I should do the same.
Yes, I believe that would do us both some good. How are you, Dolly?
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Maybe I should leave my apartment more.
toppingthebill:
onyxartiste:
Would be good for them creative inspiration flows.
You’re right, it would be. How are you, Kite?
Maybe I should leave my apartment more.
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Ashbury Bookstore || Onyx & Dean
deanelridge:
Dean stood, bewildered at the woman’s ramblings about her life. His eyes were wide, just like his grin. He couldn’t help but be amused by everything she said. It was undoubtably impressive that she was so passionate about her art, and speaking her mind. He hardly ever compared his passion for music to anyone else’s compassion for anything else, but hers was obvious; tangible, even.
...
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January 2012
29 posts
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Ashbury Bookstore || Onyx & Dean
deanelridge:
At the sound of a stack of books falling, Dean’s eyes snapped open. His fingers stopped moving and the sound of his music stopped. The bookstore was completely silent while he looked up at the other person in the room. It was the woman, Onyx Davis, who lived in the apartment above him. He smiled at her familiar face. They’d only ever spoken once before, but he saw her frequently...
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Am I the only fucking night owl?
toppingthebill:
Welcome. Don’t worry, I don’t go about choosing sides. Don’t see the point, me, but I figure whatever works for people must be right one way or another. If ya feel strongly about something then who the fuck am I to say question you about it, ‘specially as a bloke who doesn’t personally give a damn?
Call me lazy or summat, I just ain’t a fan of confrontation.
I think I...
Am I the only fucking night owl?
toppingthebill:
I feel like I should check it out sometime now you’ve mentioned it. I honestly don’t have much to say about the war, not my area for a lotta reasons. But fuck me, I know a proper artist with a gallery and everything. That’s fucking impressive, mate.
Oh, proper artist? Thank you. And well, to each their own view. As long as mine aren’t challenged, we won’t have...
Am I the only fucking night owl?
toppingthebill:
Right, right. Spreading the knowledge, sounds like him. What’s this about a gallery? You some kinda artist? Fuck’s sake, that’s intense. I am right about that, yeah? Not tripping or anything.
You are quite the man, Kite. I own an independent gallery. I work as a freelance artist alongside Clint. Most of my pieces are anti-war and the like. Things I feel strongly about.
Am I the only fucking night owl?
toppingthebill:
Yeah well, had to make it a good one. Easy to remember. Haha.
Yeah, I do. Sometimes, he’s a good sort, bit involved more than suits me but he’s alright, yeah. Good for a lark. How d’you know him?
Well, I do think the better question would be how would I not know him. I have some of his books in my home, and he’s visited the gallery a few times. He’s different,...
Am I the only fucking night owl?
toppingthebill:
I usually make it a point to remember names, me. Seems like the only fair thing, dunnit. Nice to meet ya officially, Onyx. Stellar name, that.
Well, thank you. I must say, Kite is pretty radical. You hang around that Doctor don’t you?
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Am I the only fucking night owl?
toppingthebill:
Yeah, lovely. Don’t think I know your name of the toppa my head. If I should, I’m sorry from the bottom of my heart. Hand to God.
You probably don’t, not too many care to. It’s Onyx.
Am I the only fucking night owl?
toppingthebill:
Feels like everyone’s dead right now. Not even one fucking regular tonight.
Alright.
Kite, is it?
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Ashbury Bookstore || Onyx & Dean
deanelridge:
Dean had opened the bookstore, and his shift didn’t end until he closed. It was a longer day than usual, though, because he had planned to play a small gig after store hours. He’d brought his guitar to work and stored it behind the register. When nobody came in for a few hours, he couldn’t keep his eyes from the beat up, black case. He looked to the door: no sign of anyone coming....
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Good evening, San Francisco.
deanelridge:
I think that’d be a great idea.
Well, great. Then I’ll be on my way.
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Good evening, San Francisco.
deanelridge:
You should stop by the store and come to a show.
I know what its like to stay in your apartment all the time, but both are nice to get out to.
You’re right, it is nice to get out. I was thinking of stopping by the shop today, it might be nice.
penny-koleman:
Homework is a drag.
What’s the point of homework when there’s art, or a life to live? You work at the cafe, right? I’ve seen you there a few times, my name’s Onyx.
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Good evening, San Francisco.
deanelridge:
Wow, that’s really amazing. I’ve been once. Its a beautiful place.
I play wherever I can get a gig. Various jazz clubs around the city. I work in a little bookstore on Ashbury, though.
Oh, thank you. I get self concious about it at times, but you don’t want to hear about all that. I haven’t been to a bookstore in a while, but, books are a second love of mine, so...
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Good evening, San Francisco.
deanelridge:
I’m good, actually. I’m glad to hear that my playing isn’t a bother.
What do you do?
Not a bother at all, believe me. I’m an artist, I own the gallery right below us. That’s my life and my baby. As for you, where do you play?
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Good evening, San Francisco.
deanelridge:
onyxartiste:
You live in the apartment beneath mine, the musician, right? I’m Onyx, and this meeting seems long overdue.
Yeah, you do look quite familiar.
Its very nice to meet you, Onyx, even if it is overdue.
It’s nice to meet you as well. How are you? I haven’t heard any music today. It makes it easy to work when I hear you playing.
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Good evening, San Francisco.
deanelridge:
I’m Dean.
You live in the apartment beneath mine, the musician, right? I’m Onyx, and this meeting seems long overdue.
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