[[:c Don't want green anymore, actually. I'm gonna change my character completely, if it's not too late. x3 Don't mind my other posts.

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: None. Yet.]]

 Silver walked inside the room. She noticed that there were a lot of scribbles and drawings inside already. 'No room for more art here then' she said to herself.

Silver walked over to what looked like a drawing of a snake. Silver was well.. amazed at what a mere crayon can do. She approached a violet crayon carefully, not meaning to chip herself again like she did last time when she went to a party.

''Who drew that snake?'' Silver asked the crayon ''Was it you? if not, then who?''

Silver was always curious but outgoing, and she liked to repeat what she said.

''Was it?'' she asked again. 

Despite the fact that Torch had stumbled home quite some time ago, he found that even the melodic qualities of classical music couldn't keep him entertained. Truth is, those whipperschappers looked like they were actually having fun, and the poor old geezer missed chatting with folks, whether it was reminiscing about the good ol' days or shooting the breeze with a few tipsy, garish colours.

So, with another sigh, he once again pulled himself up from the recliner and headed out the door, cane firmly in hand. 

As he approached the address of the get together, he was beginning to feel more and more uneasy. These youngsters certainly partied a bit harder than he did back in the day. And the amount of drink being wasted was just horrendous. 

The old man blinked at her, leaning on his cane as his age-befuddled mind tried to comprehend her lightning fast stream of words.

"I'm sorry," he gaped, "but I didn't understand a single word that came out of your mouth just now." He stuck out a slightly shaky hand, eying the large building behind the younger colour. "But my name's Torch, Torch Red, and I was jus' wonderin' what 'xactly you all are up to to cause such a rucous?"

Silver turned. ''Tha..'' she started. The crayon wasn't there at all.

[[Uhh.. how do crayons actually walk? xD]] 

[WHIT'S LOVELY FACE. ON THIS RP ;O;

... To clarify. The crayon's eyes are filled with wax all day ._. And their mouths too. THEY DIGEST THEMSELVES. And their organs .-. Are wax-y. LOLFAIS. Will post in a while/tomorrow.]

[Sure 8D;

... alien armpit .-. ]

[[... Alien Armpit. LOL. xD

No one's RP'ing anymore. :c

Oh, and like. I wonder what aliens do to shave their armpit. o_o]]