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paradisalogs2013-07-09 02:03 pm
pastina) wrote in paradisalogs2013-07-09 02:03 pm
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Lazy Mary, you better get up!
Who: Italy and YOU!
What: His very first day in Paradisa
When: July 9th, about noon
Where: In the castle garden
Rating: G, so please watch your language!
All he knew was that it had happened in the blink of an eye – one moment, he stood in the courtyard of the mansion he had learned to call home, and another he was in an unfamiliar garden. True, the garden was very lovely, and a grand, mysterious castle towered over all like something out of a fairy tale, but it was strange and unfamiliar and he still had yet to fetch the water and-
-And…where had his bucket gone? All that he could find nearby was a funny journal, and since it had his name on it, he took it, though it couldn’t be his, he’d never had something like this before.
So, carrying the book a bit awkwardly under one arm, a trembling little boy set out to find his missing bucket. He’s a bit unusual, though, as all castle residents seem to be. For one, he’s wearing a kerchief, apron, and dress, and they certainly don’t look modern either. He’s small, so with that kind of outfit it’s sort of difficult to tell that he really is a boy. And second, there’s a strange name on the cover of his journal, if you can get close enough to see it: “Italy Veneziano”.
Do you approach?
What: His very first day in Paradisa
When: July 9th, about noon
Where: In the castle garden
Rating: G, so please watch your language!
All he knew was that it had happened in the blink of an eye – one moment, he stood in the courtyard of the mansion he had learned to call home, and another he was in an unfamiliar garden. True, the garden was very lovely, and a grand, mysterious castle towered over all like something out of a fairy tale, but it was strange and unfamiliar and he still had yet to fetch the water and-
-And…where had his bucket gone? All that he could find nearby was a funny journal, and since it had his name on it, he took it, though it couldn’t be his, he’d never had something like this before.
So, carrying the book a bit awkwardly under one arm, a trembling little boy set out to find his missing bucket. He’s a bit unusual, though, as all castle residents seem to be. For one, he’s wearing a kerchief, apron, and dress, and they certainly don’t look modern either. He’s small, so with that kind of outfit it’s sort of difficult to tell that he really is a boy. And second, there’s a strange name on the cover of his journal, if you can get close enough to see it: “Italy Veneziano”.
Do you approach?