"Well, I'm no hero...trust me."

Terra Collins | 21 | Art History Major | Trying to repent for the sins of regret | "Force du cœur vous transportera à travers le plus dur des essais," [[This is a Closed RP Blog associated with Twilight Town University, all pictures/gifs/music are not made by me]]

[the-lingering-artist]

Portrait of the Landscape [Terra and Fang]

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The ocean. A grand a marvelous venture with powerful waves and creatures great and small beneath them. Fang had heard about the event and figured it would be a good idea to join in on the fun and attempt to brush off her old rusty skills with a surfboard. While the campus had rented the space for the day, she took hold of the opportunity with one of the vendors to grab up a board which she carried beneath an arm.

She appeared over dressed for the occasion to the beach in sandals, jeans, a hooded sweatshirt and sunglasses but she was relaxed all the same. Approaching the artist, it took her a moment before recognizing his voice. “Oh, hey Terra. Enjoyin’ the sights eh? Heh, ya seem ta be keepin’ a wide berth from the water’s edge. Not one for swimmin’, hm?”

Setting her board down, Fang took the time to pull off her sweatshirt and sandals to strip out of her outer clothes. Beneath it all, she wore a simple black and dark green bikini that suited her quite well. With a necklace of leather with a shark fang around her neck, she grinned toward her friend while piling her things up neatly together. “Mind if I leave these small things on the beach with ya? I wanna hit some of those waves before they weaken.”

There was nothing like enjoying herself on sandy beaches with water not far behind her. Surfing was like being back home again to her and she hoped to enjoy it. “Maybe when I get a few rides in, I should drag ya out and get ya ta try it a little? That is, only if ya want to. Won’t force ya.” she chuckled.

[the-lingering-artist]

Terra smiled at the young woman as he continued to draw, "Yeah, not so much swimming, just swimming in endless water gives me the shakes a little, i'd rather draw a good memory then one of me terrified of the water," The man slowly drew waves in the distance, where even the thought of standing neck deep within the water sent shivers down the young artist's spine.

Terra couldn't help but give a quick glance as the young woman stripped to her bikini, the board lying next to her. His glance returned to the drawing, as he slowly began to draw a small Fang in the distance, his mind already seeing her in her black and dark green bikini and board in her hand.

"Yeah, go ahead, i won't lose anything," Terra slowly dragged the items under his canvas, that way if anyone did decide to to grab her items, Terra would know and take mere seconds to beat the ever-living crap out of them, before turning them to fang and letting her finish them off.

Upon hearing her proposition, Terra shook his head, "No thanks, i've had bad memories with boards, specially with one of those rides which create waves, smacked my heads more time then i'd like to admit, though im sure you will provide enough inspiration to create more surfers on my canvas." Terra finished the small fang running towards the water and slowly turned the canvas just an inch to show the young woman.

"What do you think? look like you?" 

[the-lingering-artist]

Portrait of the Landscape (Open RP)

Terra. Hated. Water.

Ok, maybe that was a bit harsh, Terra didn't necessarily HATE water, he had nothing against water. In some cases he enjoyed drinking it, and other cases in an inclosed pool he would enjoy swimming laps for either exercise or to cool down on a hot summers day.

It wasn't the water per say, more so the Ocean.

Yep. That was it. Terra. Hated. The. Ocean.

He wasn't the biggest fan when it came to sea animals exploring within certain parts of the ocean deciding they would become best friends with Terra's leg. He would much rather sit on the beach where he was, wearing his board shorts, sunglasses, straw fedora and art kit set up drawing the scenery before him, occasionally picking a student he was unfamiliar with to paint within the photo. He was sure that it would still be a few more hours before he was done, but by that time he would be able to paint the sunset with absolute precision. 

As he reached down to the water coloured orange in his small case, he felt someone approach him from the side. Looking up and lowering his glasses, he looked at the figure before him.

"Wanting a place within the drawing?" Terra chuckled as he pushed the sunglasses back up and continued with his picture.

[frosya]

[onlysavinggrace]

Suit on We Heart It.

[the-lingering-artist]

The new room mate (Closed RP)

If there was one thing Terra enjoyed more then anything, it was a weekend with no assignments due and a few hours to draw. His headphones were shoved into his ears and music was blaring quite loudly. He had blocked out the entire world with rock songs and his previously blank campus now had sketches.

Happy with his days work, Terra removed the headphones in time to hear the dragging of items outside of his room. Remembering an email he had received a few days ago from Administration informing him that he would be getting a new room mate, Terra took out the cord from his smart phone before getting up and slowly opening the door, seeing some luggage just outside the previously empty room, and the noise of a person just outside the entrance.

"Need a hand?" Terra asked as he leaned against his own door and waited for the response of the new room mate. 

[the-lingering-artist]

why do you like art?

"hmm...I guess i like art because its calming, and peaceful. It's the one place where i have complete control over something, and i can change even the slightest thing. I guess only an artist can ever know everything about an artwork, secret changes, small differences, and what can be considered the true essence of the artwork<"

[the-lingering-artist]

What would you do if you woke up with pink hair. Above and below.

"Surprise, shock, make sure i wore something to suit it, then murder whoever changed my hair colour."

[the-lingering-artist]

What's your secret talent?

"My secret talent? ...I do make a mean bowl of stir-fry,"

[the-lingering-artist]

What is your favorite bed time story?

"The Little Engine That Could, it was always a favourite of mine."

[the-lingering-artist]

Breath underwater or fly through the sky?

"Breathing underwater, i love the sea,"

[the-lingering-artist]

If you were a wonderland character, who would you be?

"Mad Hatter, I do enjoy a confusing riddles and tea,"

[the-lingering-artist]

Bow ties or neck ties?

"Neck Ties, I'm boring but nothing like a good silk tie with a matching suit,"

[twilightuniversity]

GUESS WHAT’S BACK!  TMI AT TTU!

Here’s a quick rundown of the rules for all the new members and old alike.

Reblog this if you would like to receive questions

Only send questions to those who have reblogged this

You do NOT have to reblog to SEND questions

It’s not required, but if you are playing, try to send out questions to other players too. After all, sending questions is half of the game.

Please do not make posts asking people to send you questions.

[the-lingering-artist]

Wandering... (Open RP)

Terra was tired.

That was the only way to describe his current state. He wasn't stressed, he wasn't pissed. He certainly was not happy, he was just tired. And yet the cure to his current mood was not to lie in his bed counting sheep until he drifted off. He'd tried that for weeks now and nothing.

That's why he was wondering around the campus at 3 in the morning, glad that he had learnt securities movement patterns so as to avoid them. There was a lovely spot near the lake he had taken to spending hours at a time, and if he didn't draw attention to himself then Security would not even bother making their way towards him. He could wait until first light and no one would bother him.

He had taken one of his older overcoats with him, lying it on the ground as he was dressed in a simple pair of jeans and a t-shirt. The young man saw no need to dress in anything fancy this late at night. He wasn't planning a meeting with anyone, so why dress up. He drew a sharp breath for the soul purpose of seeing the cold air leave his lips, letting him know that he was still alive.

It was a twig snapping that caused the young man to jump out. At first he thought that it was his luck finally running out after weeks of sneaking out of his room, but the lack of torchlight made him think twice. After a few moments, and when he was sure that it was not campus security, he called out, "Whose there?"

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Lonely as a cloud

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Cloud sighed thoughtfully as he listened to the other male speak. He definitely wished he’d had the ability to travel and move around when he was growing up, but he’d been unlucky enough to remain in the one place for his whole life. The home he was both born and raised in. His own personal hell, fit the title far better. Not that he would be sharing that little nugget of information any time soon, but he was feeling comfortable very quickly around Terra, so maybe he would share that part of his history with the other at some point. It was a nice thought. 

“I would love to travel the world and learn as much as I can while I still have the chance. While I’m agile and healthy enough to still do that kind of thing. It’s always appealed to me to see everything that I possibly can while I’m still breathing.” A shy hint of a smile touched the blonde’s lips as he flicked his azure gaze to his new friends. He’d probably shared more about himself just then, that he ever had before. It felt good. Cloud shrugged his shoulders a little and allowed a small chuckle to pass his lips as he followed the others gaze around the cafeteria. He was right, the urge to make friends was growing stronger by the second for the blonde and he hoped he wasn’t too strange to achieve that goal. “I want to make friends. It would be cool to have someone to talk to… just that, you know? Being able to call someone and have them want to help you out. Just knowing that they were there for you.” Pausing to think for a second, Cloud pursed his lips and hummed softly in thought before he exclaimed excitedly. “Like in those TV shows! The ones where all the kids have like… a million friends and they’re all close and stuff. Man…” the blonde slumped in his seat, still wearing a tentative smile on his lips. “That would be awesome.” 

[the-lingering-artist]

Terra could not help but let out a laugh, leaning back in his seat as he himself dreamed of traveling as well, seeing the sights, allowing them to bring forth inspiration for many more paintings, his own works. Terra gave a small smile before he shook his head, returning back to Cloud.

The young man seemed to be coming out of his shell, talking, laughing, much different to the frightened man he had met pinned against the wall of many students around. Terra was always happy to help people to come out of their shell, maybe because his previous life, before getting involved with art forgeries, he had spent his time isolated and alone, not wanting to talk to anyone else that he knew, even about things he had been passionate about. The skills he had learned later in life had helped him become the confident person that he was today.

Stretching into his seat, Terra returned back to the conversation in which he had been thinking about previously, "So Cloud, anywhere in the world, where would you rather be right now?"

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books&coffee; [closed]

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"I hear you there," Aqua smiled and it was true, she was basically here reading for the same reasons he spoke of. Sometimes a little fresh air did more wonders than the still air at the library, no matter how quiet it was. She looked at the book before Terra slid it back into his pocket. Art Thefts in the 1990’s—was he an Art History student?

Before she could ask, a chill ran through the air. It didn’t bother her too much but if it was going to get colder, maybe staying out for too long wasn’t a good idea. She noticed the brunet looking around before he asked if she wanted to join him for coffee.

"Coffee sounds great," she nodded in agreement. Aqua forgot to drink a scolding cup of caffeine this morning and she wouldn’t pass it up a second time. Aqua looked at the cafe nearby (she took a guess that this was what he was looking around for a little while ago) before she looked back at him. "I’ll follow you."

[the-lingering-artist]

Terra lead the young woman towards the small cafe. Upon entering they took notice of the few uni students with books and papers surrounding the half a dozen cups of coffee. Glad that he had a few hours before he had to get a start on the papers.

Leading her over to a quite table, Terra gained the eye of one of the barista's and quietly asked Aqua what sort of coffee she wanted. Before the barista left, Terra tried as hard as he could to hand over a large tip to the young woman. He knew how hard it was to make money, especially working at a bar on campus, and always tried to help them as best he could. However, Terra had never been comfortable with showing others his wealth, and didn't want his Wealth to be a factor in the beginning of his friendship with the young woman.

Waiting for the Coffee, Terra placed his hands on the table as he looked into the deep blue eyes of the young woman before him, before allowing a small cough to break the silence, "So Aqua, where are you from? If you don't mind me asking."

[the-lingering-artist]

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