what if the whole world was a drawn paradise? [ NOW CLOSED ]

[idealisms]

Who: N, Nyone!!
What: N will draw you, you, and also you.
Where: The courtyard!
When: Anytime between September 28th and October 5th, 10 AM thru 5 PM!
Warnings: Depends on who shows up, really!

He was quick to decide to draw more frequently. Many people from different walks of life passed on by, prancing to and fro to get to classes, hurry to work, or try to avoid the staff as they skirted their duties. To improve upon his artwork, or at the very least to have fun, N planted himself in the courtyard every morning, coming around in-between classes to scribble some passers-by. For example, he woke and took to the courtyard at 10:10 AM sharp on September 28th, a sunny Friday morning, and located an interesting specimen to capture on paper.



Leafeon tried to chase after him, so N made sure to document that, as well. (The hedgehog didn't seem very happy about that.)

From then on, he quietly declared his idea a success. This felt like fun already! Time to doodle some other unsuspecting people now!

[ YO HERE IS HOW THIS WORKS. Put your date and time in the subject line and just post your dude with a link to a reference! N will then doodle them and by that, I mean I will on paper with actual crayons. They can approach him and openly converse with him if they want to... or not! Either way works, so even the most anti-social of dudes can be drawn. (Just like that fine little hedgie you see up there.) That's about it. GIVE HIM SOME DRAWING MATERIAL, DEARS. ]

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Oh right date/time UHHH SEPTEMBER 29, NOONISH

[paletteknife]

ART SENSES TINGLING...

Sorry, N, but Mary was far from unsuspecting. She could hear the sound of crayons on paper from miles away. What with it being her only companion for a bazillion years and all.

"What are you doing? Are you drawing?"

It was time to get all up in N's grill. She wanted in.

[idealisms]

Oh, hey! It's a good thing he was in the process of doodling her, too. She could watch him progress and give him her honest opinion! N appreciated the possibility of criticism.

"Of course I am! In fact, I was just finishing this drawing of you. Do you mind standing still for another moment? It will not be much longer," he assured her before darting his eyes back down to scribble a little further.

September 29th, 11:13 AM

[maverickhunterx]

So N may notice this young man (please ignore that the reference is actually a picture of the original Megaman with his armor off (Alongside a half-built X in a tube); it was the only image I could find that was in tandem of my vision of him without armor) in his uniform, walking around the courtyard with a large book in his hand, and...were those earbuds in his ears?

Yes. Yes they were.


He walked about for a while before stopping on a patch of grass, lying down on his stomach with said book in front of him, reading with a huge smile on his face.

[idealisms]

Wow, what a fine young man! He seemed to be well-built, so maybe that would help him practice fit bodies. Yes, N did enjoy the sound of that. As he doodled, however...



Boy, that outfit was hard to color, and he completely forgot to doodle the ear buds! Oh well. It's still pretty okay, he guessed.

9/28 @ 10:30-ish // I'm not posting a ref. Get out.

[bluestreaker]

GOES ZOOM.

N may or may not have seen that, but it wouldn't be much longer before it wouldn't matter. Sonic had noticed him pretty quickly and was immediately curious as to what was going on. Besides, he had a weird looking cat thing. There were a ton of those guys around, it seemed.

He stopped right over his shoulder to get a peek at what he was doodling, ears twitching and tail swaying.

"Whatcha drawin'?" Rose the voice of a blue ghost.

[idealisms]

WOW UH WOW. This guy came over very fast. It was impossible to even see him for long enough to start drawing him! What's worse was that it only made him just want to draw him more.

It didn't take long for one very similar, if not exact same, blue thing to be hanging just behind him, so at least there's that. N perked, flipping his head around to get a look at his new company.

That drawing of Shadow, by the way? Very much visible on the sheet of paper he's using.

"Uh--!" Wow, what a yelp. "I-... was drawing some pictures of the school body." His expression and body language began to calm again, the initial shock ebbing away. "You are incredibly fast...!"

He just had to start doodling him now!!

I FLIPPED A COIN :'| 9/28, 1 PM

[burninghart]

Let's hope N was not too deeply absorbed in whatever was going on in his sketchbook at the moment, because there was suddenly a garland of russet foliage draped over it.

Kieran's interest had been caught pretty quickly by this serene spirit with the verdant mane. As far as he could tell, there was no threat here, so he approached with the usual utter lack of hesitation: simply trot right up behind N, and stick his big deery head right over N's shoulder, peering down good-naturedly at what N was doin'.

omg presh

[idealisms]

Oh, what a precious little Sawsbuck! It was autumn, wasn't it? Of course it would display such vibrant, warm hues! It's a good thing he has plenty of crayons to accurately represent that!

"Ah, a Sawsbuck! Hello," N greeted him comfortably, brightly smiling up at him. "You look simply stunning today. Do you mind if I draw a picture of you?"

9/28 1:45 PM

[bloodied_maid]

Being the maid/custodian of the school, Marie did a lot of moving too and fro, as she was often busy. One may wonder how she ever had any free time...until one remembers she has an army of bitches skeletons to do her bidding. It just so happened that she had managed to finish up early, so she decided to take her break out in the courtyard, which is when she happened to see N drawing...something.

So, she approached. "An artist, I take it?"

[idealisms]

Wow, Marie had a bit of a... morbid design. Was she practicing for Halloween? Totally plausible. It was an intricate design to practice on, as well! N scribbled his crayon, eyes flinging up and down between her and the notebook. It's a good thing he finished it up just by the time she approached. Maybe she'd like it!

"Why, yes, I am," he spoke, "albeit a hobbyist. I have drawn a picture of you, in fact, if you would like to see it."

It's, uh...



It's special.

Sept 30th, around 2 pm

[robinsegg]

With less insects around by day, Sig didn't do much outside other than when he had go to the cafeteria to eat. When the weekend came around, though, he was left with nothing to do, so he wandered around aimlessly during the day. He already changed into his long-sleeved outfit to fit with the cooling temperature, but carried his bag full of insect-capturing equipment just in case.

When he noticed N, he wandered over to where his roommate was.

[idealisms]

Ah, Sig, his beloved roommate! He, uh, felt a bit... strange about him ever since that soul encounter, but he still didn't think less of him. He was more puzzled than anything. In fact, he should probably draw what he remembered the soul looking like! Yes, that seemed fine. Maybe he'd be able to learn more.

"Hello, Sig," he greeted warmly, waving a hand with a cerulean crayon between his thumb and forefinger. "Have you come to locate more insects?"

ANY OF THE DAYS- okay September 28 10AM

[punch_in_pink]

You probably know Mac's schedule by now...he's outside jogging while it's still okay outside. Well okay no...he still jogs in the dead of winter. All that amazing enriching cold while jogging, makes ya feel alive and shit.

Anyway, here he is. Hello. Of course, Mac was always wondering what he was up to when he saw N during random hours of the day. He has to talk to him, obviously.

Here he is. Wrapping up the jog and drinking some water, in his pink suit too. What was N doing, drawing? Huh. Now he was really curious.

"Hey N! Mornin'!"

[idealisms]

Oh, well, that was sudden! Hopefully Mac would stay still long enough for him to give him a brief doodle. It seemed like he was certainly energized.

"Mac! Good morning," he told him, giving him a curt wave and a welcoming grin. "How are you? It is a lovely morning, is it not?"

In the meantime, he dipped his hand down, eyes darting downward just to start drawing a couple of lines.

September 30th, 11 AM!

[electriccharge]

Watt was busy making her way off campus so that she could go to the store and buy some candy. What caught her eye almost instantly was N, however, doodling up a storm. With so many people that know how to draw over at this school, she had to get to know every single one of them!

She zoomed over to N excitedly. "Um, um, are you drawing something?" she squeaked.

[idealisms]

"Why, yes, yes I...

"... am."

Well, what was this creature he was looking at? It didn't speak in a Pokemon's tongue, so it wasn't one of them. What kind of thing was this? It seemed a bit dangerous to touch, so he wasn't going to attempt that much.

"If I may ask... just what are you?" N's mouth was the epitome of 'o'-shaped at that point.

Like clockwork, every Monday-Saturday, 2pm

[tank_rockarms]

A giant slab of a man, wearing a white tank top and blue cargo pants, with a cargo bag slung over what you assume is his shoulder but what seems to be more like several boulders lumped atop one another, walks into the gym at 2pm every day. He then walks out of the gym at 4:00, considerably more sweaty, his hair damp and yet looking somehow fresher for the experience.

[idealisms]

I

ah.

Well, that... definitely helps for drawing larger bodies, he supposes.



Oh sweet lord, the horror.

idfk october 1st

[tokimeki]

Truthfully, Amy had seen him drawing out in the courtyard a few times but wasn't sure at first if she was welcome to join him or if he was working on some sort of personal project. However, it didn't take long for her to decide on throwing caution to the wind and decides to approach N one lovely afternoon, a drawing pad and one of those nifty little artist-carrier-things in her arms.

"Hi N!" she chirps in her usual overly sprightly manner. "Is it okay if I join you? You look busy, but it's just so nice out!"

WAHHHH YES

[idealisms]

Oh, but Amy, throwing caution to the wind is what your 'boyfriend' does. You should clearly adhere to his wise life methods.

N peeks up from his doodle, which just so happens to be another of that grumpy black hedgehog (he was just so funny!), and his heart leaps. It's his new friend, the cute, pink hedgehog! It seems she isn't trying her human form yet, but that's okay. It's not like it's a rush or anything.

"Amy Rose, correct?" He smiles sheepishly. He hopes he recalled her name well enough. "Hello! It is a fine day out. I am spending my time drawing the student body. Would you like to contribute?" She would be a fine specimen to draw, for sure.

EVERYDAY I'M COLORIN'

[drawin_on_trees]

At some point N gained a drawing partner.

Fortunately he brought his own crayons.

BWIPBWIPBWIPBWIPBWIIIPBWIP

[idealisms]

Drawing partner! N certainly didn't mind that. They could draw together! A collaborative effort! Of course, that doesn't mean N wouldn't draw him:



... Yep.

September 29th, 4 PM!

[pinkgingham]

It was time to grab a little something to eat for dinner. For a while, she was pacing around the campus grounds, thinking about whether or not she should go out and grab something, or maybe cook something in her room, or even if she should continue sewing until she knew exactly what she wanted to eat.

Through all of the pacing, however, she happened to find herself at the courtyard, nearby N. Her ears perked up as soon as she recognized him. "N!" she tried to call out. "I haven't seen you in ages!"

[idealisms]

Oh, yes, perfect! N never drew a porcupine before! Surely Sable would be a perfect subject to doodle! "Miss Able! Please, hold still for a moment." It was probably a bit abrupt and awkward, but he was quick to make his intentions known, his crayons scribbling crazily over the paper.



Oh, okay.

"Alright, you can move now," he told her sweetly, smiling brightly at his doodle. That wasn't bad at all!

A DAY OF CONNIVANCE

[deathboss]

"Are you drawing?" a voice behind him says. Eikichi has his own artbook and sits close by. "I always found it easier to draw outside."

[idealisms]

Oh, yes... Michel, wasn't it? 'The Great Michel', specifically, but N didn't see why the first two words were necessary during informal conversation. He grinned brightly at him, shuffling a bit closer in hopes of being able to see him work.

"The light from the sun makes examining and drawing details far easier. In fact, you have many details along your outfit..."

He clicked his tongue, grabbing his black crayon. "I would like to try drawing a picture of you, if you would be able to keep relatively still for a moment."

THE LAST DAY AT THE LAST HOUR?

[the_blue_rose]

Garry had been out with his own sketchbook too. You might notice him in the distance (and with no blue nailpolish). He seemed to be drawing something too, as he was smoking a cigarette and minding his own business. AHA! Done! Looking pleased with it, he got up and noticed...Harmonia? He was drawing too! Garry put out his cigarette and went to investigate.

"Hello there! I see I wasn't the only one who thought it was nice weather to draw things outside."

[idealisms]

Oh, that was Mr. Garry, wasn't it? What perfect timing! Being the art teacher, maybe he could show him some of his progress and tell him all about his escapades!

"Hello! I found it an excellent idea to try drawing more of the school body." N sighed, flipping through another page of his notebook, one of the last ones. "I am nearly done. I have drawn many people over the course of the past week..."

He has one page left. He wondered what to use that page for...