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entranceway2013-04-29 11:17 am
hamburellakind) wrote in entranceway2013-04-29 11:17 am
[accidental video + action forever] All they are is dust in the wind
[John's not the best at riddles, out of his friends. Actually, he's probably the worst. Which is why he's working backwards at it, like how you were supposed to with mazes when you're a kid. Which, uh, ultimately doesn't solve much, really, since either way it's a maze, but in this case it might help? It can definitely eliminate some stuff.
John's sitting on the floor in front of the door and its riddle, holding a piece of blue chalk. On the wood in front of him (let's say it's wood) he's drawn out eight lines. He taps the chalk to his nose, unaware of the hallway camera capturing him blueing his nose.
After a few moments, he writes "b a s e b a l l." His eyes glide up to the riddle and he reads it again.]
...No. [Sigh.
John raises his free hand over the letters and, carefully, uses air currents to lift the dust of the chalk up off the floor, leaving the empty spaces behind. He moves the letters slightly to his left, adding to a list of slightly smeared words like "accounts" and "mirrors" and "buttsex" and "doughnut". The chalk dust settles into place, more or less readable.
And he places the chalk against his nose once again.]
John's sitting on the floor in front of the door and its riddle, holding a piece of blue chalk. On the wood in front of him (
After a few moments, he writes "b a s e b a l l." His eyes glide up to the riddle and he reads it again.]
...No. [Sigh.
John raises his free hand over the letters and, carefully, uses air currents to lift the dust of the chalk up off the floor, leaving the empty spaces behind. He moves the letters slightly to his left, adding to a list of slightly smeared words like "accounts" and "mirrors" and "buttsex" and "doughnut". The chalk dust settles into place, more or less readable.
And he places the chalk against his nose once again.]