TwistedSound Posted July 25, 2012 Report Share Posted July 25, 2012 TwistedSound was in Dodge Junction. Someone had asked her to paint. That was all the note said "Need a painter, meet me at the Dodge Junction train station." And she did, she was wearing her black and white striped dress that she always wore when traveling. And well, it was not the most attractive thing in the world. She stood waiting with 4 cans of paint, she hoped the commissioner would like at least one of the colors that she had picked out. No one was there, however, and her patience was testing.The sun pounded down, and Twisted was quite uncomfortable. She looked around, all the southern pony's that lived around here. And then bam right in the middle was Twisted with her slight Manehatten accent. She stood out like a sore thumb as either a traveler, or a tourist. She looked around. In her mouth she held a note. "I was asked to come paint, does anypony need a paint job." she set the note on the paintcan, and felt like she may have wasted bits paying for the train ride her in the first place. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SonicRainboomGirl Posted July 25, 2012 Report Share Posted July 25, 2012 Heart-Shaped Box ran towards the station, very late indeed! She hoped Twisted Sound wasn't already waiting for her, and as she searched the mobs of ponies swarming the station, she couldn't help but notice a pony wearing a black and white striped dress. She shook her head in distaste, disbelieving that anypony would want to WEAR such a fashion disaster! Then she noticed the pony had come with painting supplies, and her heart dropped in her chest. THAT was her painter?! How could she be trusted to help Boxy spruce up the Salt Bar if she had come to town WEARING such a horrifying ensemble! Boxy marched over to her, ready to fix things."Twisted Sound? Is that you, sugarcube? What in Celestia's name are ya wearin'?! Were ya attacked bah a clown?"Escorting the confused pony away from the train station and walking through town, Boxy rambled on."Ah don't mean ta insult, 'course, but ya simply MUST let me desahgn ya somethin' ta wear! Whah, ah do need the practice and s'perience! An' ya have such a lovely figure, mah dear! An' ya have the most beautiful brahght pink mane, mah goodness! Ah'd kill ta have a mane that pretty! Ah jus' do mahne up an' pin it! An' yer eyes are jus' the perfect shade'a blue. Lets drop these supplies off at the Salt Bar, an' then ya can come with me to mah house for measurements!"She looked the lovely painter straight in the eye, a simply stunning smile stretching across her face."That alrahght with ya, hun?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TwistedSound Posted July 25, 2012 Author Report Share Posted July 25, 2012 "Yes Ma'am"Twisted was slightly taken a back by how...talkative this pony was, and by the fact that her traveling dress was being insulted. In fact the yellow pony didn't know how to respond, and she was just trying to remain calm and not get snide with this pony. Because, as far as she knew this was the pony was employing her, and one wrong word could mean no bits."Ma'am, i dont have the money for a designer dress." and then came a bunch of stuff rambled about how lovely her looks were. "We'll thank you ma'am." she would say.Moving the supplies, now that was something that she could easily do. She lifted two in her mouth, and then dropped them on her back, because she had no saddlebag with her. she lifted her wings (which the dress was cut to allow) to hold them in place. She took other two in her mouth. Making talking impossible.She sighed internally, this pony was persistent.And thus, she nodded. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SonicRainboomGirl Posted July 26, 2012 Report Share Posted July 26, 2012 Boxy squealed in excitement as Twisted Sound complied with her, allowing her to create a fabulous dress!"Ya wont be disappointed, mah dear, ah promise! Y'all are gonna look positively lovely! An', 'course, there's so much to work with! Now, 'bout yer 'signment taday...mah bar could use a bitta, sprucin' up! Some personality! An' ah'm sure ya have a lotta that! Y'all are an artist, after all, an' us artists know our stuff! We're jus' fulla energy an' interestin' things to talk about!"As the two ponies approached Salt Of The Earth, Boxy opened the door and stepped inside, holding it open for Twisted Sound. It was sparkling clean, but still very dark and bland."Ya see, ah believe that with everythin' there should be some kinda spirit! Every pony, every buildin', every outfit, and the music we listen to! Now come along, drop yer things an' follow me! Ah live in the back room of this here bar. The ol' owner passed on a year ago, an' now it's miahe!"She led Twisted into the back room of the bar, and grabbed her tape measure."Now, lets get ya measured so ah can make ya a gorgeous dress! Y'all are gonna love it, ah swear! Do tell me a bit 'bout yerself, ah would hate ta make ya somethin' that don't match who ya are!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TwistedSound Posted July 26, 2012 Author Report Share Posted July 26, 2012 She nodded, although she silently thought, maybe not disappointed but broke. Twisted Sound glanced at her employer. A small smile on the mares face, as she nodded to the part about artists having personality. Personality was definitely something she had. "Do you have any ideas about colors you'd like. I have a deep red, and a deep purple as well as white and black with me." She paused those were pretty simple colors but she noticed that dosge junction was a pretty barren place when it came to color. "I can always make a trip someone to get more colors." she looked around the bar "Do you know what kind of atmosphere you would like to create?" She would set the paints down neatly by the wall.Then she would follow Boxy to the back room. Once there she would stand still to allow measurements."Well ma'am i live in Manehatten, and as you know i paint houses. However, i would love to get my other art, my portraits and like wise into a canterlot showing, but many pony's tell me my art is too dark, and not realistic enough. i guess you can say that i'm not the brightest loving pony. I prefer duller colors." she paused "Also i travel around a lot ma'am so id like it to be suitable for that." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SonicRainboomGirl Posted July 27, 2012 Report Share Posted July 27, 2012 Boxy listened intently, taking notes. She had no worries about the way her bar would look, as long as it wasn't plain. Obviously Twisted was concerned about the theme, but red, purple, and black would do just perfectly."Darlin', as that ol' band Pinkie Floyd would say, "Any Colour Ya Lahke". 'Fact, ah think ah have that on mah vahnyl player! We can listen ta it as we work! Ah really do think ah have the PERFECT desahgn for you: functional, machine washable, an' pastel colours! How tall are ya? An' let me measure your waist."Boxy got up from her seat and dug around her workshop for her tape measure, which had gone missing. She sighed in exasperation, grabbing a charcoal pencil and her drawing pad."Have ya seen a tape measure around here, sugarcube? Ah know, ah really need ta get organahsed. But ah've been so busy lately!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TwistedSound Posted July 28, 2012 Author Report Share Posted July 28, 2012 The other mare was now rambling about some old band, that Twisted had heard off, but hadn't listened to much. She didn't mind listening to them though,they had a sound that she could really enjoy. and then, when the other pony descirbed the 'functions' off the dress, it actually seemed very practical. "Why thank you ma'am that sounds perfect." Then the other mare was looking for a tape measure, and well Twisted didn't know how tall she was. She let her eyes scan the room, and then lifted a hoof towards where the tape measure was lying "Right there ma'am." she would say. Twisted had manners that was for sure. "And i know how not being organized feels." she looked around the room."So how about you tell me a bit about yourself so i get an atmosphere idea?" (ooc: sorry this took so long. ) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SonicRainboomGirl Posted July 28, 2012 Report Share Posted July 28, 2012 Boxy smiled as Twisted handed her the tape measure. She couldn't wait to get started on this dress! She already had a lovely idea in mind for it."Well, lets see here. Ya want ta know 'bout me? Well, alrahghty then. Born an' raised here, grown' up on music and fashion. Ah wanna flah this coop someday ta 'come a seamstress an' desahgner. S'always been the dream."Boxy stepped closer to Twisted Sound, holding the tape measure firmly in her hooves. It had taken some effort to learn how to wrap it around them correctly without any magic, but Boxy was quite talented."Alrahghty, can ah make a few measurements?"Boxy asked, not wanting to make Twisted uncomfortable. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SonicRainboomGirl Posted August 7, 2012 Report Share Posted August 7, 2012 Er, Twisted Sound? Are we continuing this RP? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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