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Who: Bill Cipher and YOU!
What: Graffiti, Cafe chats, and any prompt you throw my way
When: The week before Fairy Trial is set to air
Where: Various Places Around Vista City
Warnings: N/A Just Captain Crazy Pant's ranting

Haru was gone. Bill had known it for a while, if he was being honest with himself. Even if the girl had only now gotten the physical boot, his band mate's mind had been gone long before, ever since she returned from her absence. There was a feeling there, something nagging at the back of his skull, but it wasn't just sympathy, remorse, or mere anger.

It was disappointment. Why were people so insistent on following the rules? Didn't they see it made no difference! If Haru and Bolin hadn't been so well behaved, they wouldn't be gone now. This world was determined to run in its own stupid circle. Well not him.

If this world wanted to burn itself so badly, HE would do the burning. It was now or never! Time to take chances. Time to DO something. Vandalism in Progress needed to go back their roots, and Bill knew just how to it. It was time to bend some rules...

OOC: Various catchall prompts open to all! As always, remember Bill does have a regain of Omniscience, if you would like to trigger any memories!

EDIT: HEY GUYS just a heads up in case you are not following me on plurk; I am currently without a computer so tagging has been sporadic to say the least. Now that I have AC done I'll try and get to a coffee shop this weekend. Thank you all for being so patient, I am super psyched to get to your tags!

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"Nah, I'm not as good as drawing as you." And she doesn't wanna get caught.

"But it's really nice... unique."

All the eyes on the mural look like his one working eye, beady and long lashed.

Bill turns his head to hide a snicker; hehe caught on to his plan did she? Well praise is praise, he'll change his tune for now.

"It certainly is!"

They say art is supposed to be something that evokes an emotional responses; while Bill has never been particularly good at identifying those or much of one for art, he can't deny something about the drawing does just that.

She's right. The multiple of eyes do indeed match his own, reflecting his stare right back at him. It feels so familiar to be the subject of such scrutiny-- or perhaps to be the eye doing the scrutinizing. Where did his stare end and the drawings begin?

I'M WATCHING YOU

Bill picks up another spray can, starting up a triangular sort of pattern.

"The name of band's Vandalism in Progress, so I'm living up to the title- Wouldn't be much a front man if I didn't get my hands dirty! You always chat up people you find in the alley?"

"I know who you are and yer band." She mostly deals with Pride musicians.

"Anyone that looks as... singular as you do." Eda replies.

"Do ya now?"

Bill is humming quietly now, a jazzy upbeat number as he begins adding more eyes to the triangle configurations.

"I've been called a great many things-- but singular's a new one."

Is that a pun about his eye or lack thereof?

"Just what is so singular about me?"

Both, maybe.

"Lotsa things. Your manner, your gold jackets, that one eye.."

His grin widens at that. GOOD, he likes people with the guts to admit their attention to his deformity.

"What can I say, I'm ONE of a KIND!"

Shaking the can he adds one final touch before, tossing it mindlessly aside. He fits perfectly against the mural now, a bright gold silhouette outlining his body perfectly by the way he is positioned. All eyes including his own are directed at her, as if an entire group is now paying her attention.

"So what can do ya for? Everyone is always looking for something. What's your poison?"

Wow, this dude is proud that he's basically a cyclops. Coo-coo crazy, this one is.

Fuck, that mural is creepy.

"No idea as of yet, I just got off work see. Looking what trouble I can get into."

Eda, that might be a poor choice of words.

I think you mean an excellent choice of words.

"WELL then you've come to the right place! You know what they say, causing trouble makes ya famous. No one cares how you get noticed these days as long you get noticed."