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[bread_goes_bip]

[Out and about in Mayfield]

[Death has been assigned a job a door to door makeup saleslady. Naturally, the first thing she did was use the samples to at least get close to her usual look. She's managed to get decently close on the eyemakeup, even if this definitely not what that eyeliner was intended for. She had to deal with red lipstick though.

Short version: She is going to be knocking on your door with a case of makeup. And whether the door is answered by a man or woman, they will be greeted with]

Hi, are you interested in makeup? The selection is a bit limited, but it's something at least!


[308 Miller]

[Come school dismissal time, she's hurried home in hopes of getting to the kettle first]

Comments

[iflifehadaface.livejournal.com]

[Any other time Scott would have popped his lid at the sight of a girl on his front stoop. However, Scott was in some crazy sorts today. Instead, he answers the door all gross like. His midday bed head all over the place, wearing nothing but a loose, baggy t-shirt and a pair of boxer briefs. Yup, just the kinda' attire to answer the door with, right?]

"I.. I'm not a girl.."

[likescats.livejournal.com]

[Sorry. Death's already there.]

[bread_goes_bip]

[Death isn't shaken by Scott's attire. She's seen people in far worse states. She shrugs.]

It's not unheard of for men to be interested in makeup too.

[bread_goes_bip]

[Darn]

How long has that been on for?

[iflifehadaface.livejournal.com]

"Well uhh.. I don't really make for a good woman. If my girlfriend were here, I'm sure she'd be interested."

[Uh oh.. Cue the ensuing water works!]

Placeholder for tomorrow

[doudemoe]

No, I'm not.

[bread_goes_bip]

Hey, it's okay. Do you want to talk about it?

Re: Placeholder for tomorrow

[bread_goes_bip]

Okay.

[Well, since she's here anyway...]

How are you today?

[worstvikingever]

[He answers the door.]

...makeup?

Oh, you mean the stuff girls around here put on their face? What's the point of it?

[bread_goes_bip]

It can be a lot of fun, you can make neat designs with it.

[iflifehadaface.livejournal.com]

[It's as if he thought you'd never ask!]

"MY GIRLFRIEND GOT DRONED!!"

[worstvikingever]

[This still is confusing and makes little sense.]

Uh... okay. If you say so.

[Home of course]

[arslansenki.livejournal.com]

[Arslan's probably already home, but he hasn't bothered the teapot. Instead he seems to be busy doing his homework, and waves at Didi as she comes in.]

+ infinity for this muse ;3;

[convallariaceae.livejournal.com]

[Yuuka does indeed answer her door...however it looks as if the young lady has woken the terrible beast from her slumber.]

You mean the powders and pigments the humans around here seem to enjoy caking onto their skin?

Do I really look as if I need it, dear?

[grand-theft-moe.livejournal.com]

[The door is answered by a small thirteen year old girl] Do you have anything I can disguise myself with?

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

. . .

[This face.]

Not in particular, no.

[hontobakabaka.livejournal.com]

[After watching Death dealing with a freaking out Scott, Ruri waves]

"Hello Miss Death... Were you trying to help Scott calm down?"

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[Looks at the case as if it's some kind of completely foreign object.]

Oh... makeup?

[doudemoe]

Doing pretty good. How about you?

A

[greatestmanll40.livejournal.com]

[Lex opens his door and sees a very unfortunately familiar face.]

You!

Re: A

[bread_goes_bip]

[Death smiles, even after being greeted like that]

Hi Lex!

[bread_goes_bip]

I wasn't sure about the town telling me to do this, but it's turning out to be a great way to meet people.

[bread_goes_bip]

[Well, Death has been around long enough to know one possibility here]

You don't have things like this where you're from, do you?

[bread_goes_bip]

I'm sorry to hear that. Is she someone from home or someone you met here?

[bread_goes_bip]

Cosmetics and such. The town decided I sell it now.