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And How Does That Make You Feel?, 2014

fabricated brass, foam, pillow case

When worn, this piece gently chokes the wearer with a pillow unseen by the viewer. 

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Fear of the King, Cooper Crown. MECA 2014

David Martínez

Making It Manic

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(( bein adult is eatin donuts n ice cream thru the day and not givin a fuck \o/))

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Double Chocolate Birthday Cake with Waffeletten Cookies

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He pulled out the small pot of stew to set out on the stove, grabbing a few additional things for coa-coa alongside it. Turning the stove on to heat he looked back to see his new "guest" looking...well visibly unnerved.  Coming to sit down at the table for a moment or two to wait for things to warm up he figured he could give her...some info to help keep her from freaking out.

"Don't mind tha...odd paint job n all that in here..Management had a really bad hang up on tha color red, even makes us all wear red uniforms if ya can believe it. Ya kinda get used ta all tha blarin nonsense after a while workin here.."

"As for the fact that I eat what Arthur claims is food he made, I don’t really care much." The surroundings of the building were making her skin crawl. Something hung heavy in the air, a sense of dread with an edge. She slouches down into the chair and watches him look over the things in the fridge. Vivi wonders why the knife was even here, that just didn’t look normal. Inside the door of the fridge is about 20 cans of that weird energy drink that claimed to be radioactive. Who would even drink that poison?

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He didn't notice most of the smells as they walked in..living here for so long he clearly got adjusted to the strange mixtures of odors after a while...Though he did notice the knife as he passed the table on his way to the kitchen. quickly grabbing it to hide for the moment he cleared his throat.

"Ah well...don't mind tha mess here really, tha fellas usually get a bit lazy near tha end of tha day..It looks alot cleaner durin tha day honestly..

So what are ya in tha mood for dinner?" He rummaged through the large fridge as he talked, the helmet going ignored since..well hats were frankly all over the damn place around here.

"We got plenty of stew leftover..somethin that looks like burnt roast n potatoes..N if that doesn't strike yer fancy I can make ya somethin fresh, we got supplies earlier this week so yer in luck."

She tumbles in the door thankful for the warmth. The air smells of alcohol, cigarettes, and explosives. A heavy set table is in the center of the bland room, Vivi plops down into one of the chairs and waits. Scratches cover the table, and just down the way a small knife is stuck in the wood. Not a normal knife mind you, the kind you would see in a bond movie. 

Her scarf wraps itself around her like a snake covering her from her shoulders to her waist. Everything here was red. Seriously everything. The stove, the cabinets, the counters. The sink was a normal silver though, next to it on the counter was a helmet with a few cards stuck under the sash. What was this place? 

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((i need more blogs to follow :v

buuut imma save that for tomorrow..i better get to sleep soon cause field trip \o/))

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"Ghost? Hm...think I've heard of that one but I ain't too sure..might ring a bell or two if ya remind me how tha plot goes a lil. N sure thing, we got plenty a coa-coa in tha kitchen. Team seems ta burn through tha stuff faster than we can buy it."

Moving some to head for a oddly red door he cracked it open, holding it ajar for Vivi to step on through. She was probably a great deal colder than he was, but even still the warmth inside was a lot more pleasant than standing around outside all night.

"C'mon in, dinner wrapped up bout a hour or so ago but I'm pretty sure we can find somethin ta warm yer bones."

"I was trying not to think about it. Bet Artie is keeping his skinny bum warm in town in that van ah’ his though.  Well the one you might have seen is called ‘Ghost’ another might be ‘Millennial’." She shivers a bit her mental block of the cold eaten away by his quick comment.

"You got coa-coa in there? I have some scrips in my bag that you could read if you want." She shrugs the strap of the shoulder bag back up, her sweater was a thick one but the cold was strong up here where the air was thin. Shuffling from foot to foot she looks up at the man, a thin fog covering his goggles. He had to be cold as well.

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Well shit if there was more than one civilian wandering around here he'd have to find this Arthur fast before something happened to him, or Vivi happened to figure out what really went on here..

"Mystery novels huh? Mind tellin me a few titles, might have come across one or two in my travels. We don't get much reading materials out here I'm afraid..someone keeps hoardin em I think. N if ya've been out in this weather for a day or so yer probably colder than hell, might be a good idea ta take this lil conversation inside if that's alright with ya?"

It'd be a good idea to get her away from the battlefield for a bit..least the rec room was, well mostly clean of weapons. He could most likely give her a lift back down to a safer part of the mountain before the next scheduled battle started up.

"I write mystery novels. Got lost on a little venture to find inspiration. I have a deadline in about 5 months they want a 400 page novel." She shrugs with a slight swagger. The lie was one that came easy to her, she did write mystery novels, then again that was more of a side gig than anything… Eh whatever. “I hiked up here though, didn’t say anything to my partner in crime, Arthur. Been lost for bout’ a day now. Glad I found you here.” That was no lie. These trails looked like they were made to be confusing. Who even did that?

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Thank god his goggles sort of helped with his poker face, she seemed like a smart girl..and well he could deal with one curious person right? If he could handle bored scouts he could deal with anything...

"Heh well more or less we got about eighteen folks runnin around here give or take. We all pretty much do tha same thing every day so it gets a lil borin now n then...

N yeah it was one hell of a bear..damn thing looked like a tank honestly..But enough bout that old news..What brought ya out here inta tha mountains? Ya sight seein tha country?" Okay so the bear lie was pretty stupid..but he'd run with it until she gave up..or god forbid one of the others screws up and gave it all away.

She eyes the walls, then looks back to him. Looked a bit overkill for just a bear, the holes were everywhere. some even in the trees looking as if the tree healed around the damage. She was going to nancy drew the shit out of this place. She knew the rumors had held some truth! Even if the town folk were a bit…out of it. “How many of you guys have ta’ stay up here? It’s gotta suck pretty bad to be out here all the time.” She nods over to the fence again. “Must have been one hell of a bear.” The sarcasm drips from the last word. 

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"True, but a lil snow is one thing, we usually get snowed in here half tha time it seems. But findin yer way back out is pretty simple if ya got someone who knows tha area well enough."

At the mention of the walls and makeshift defenses he shrugged a bit nonchalantly. "Well last week a bear wandered in n started makin trouble round tha base..Few of tha others got a lil too carried away n shot at it ta try n chase it off. Just never got around ta fixin it really."

He was slightly thankful there didn't seem to be any other teammates around, she could easily pass as a Blu if she had to stay over night..

"Got lost I guess. Don’t mind the snow myself." She looks behind the man seeing the tall fences and the bullet holes in the metal sheets. "Urm sir? Why might i ask, does that fence look like it caught the bad end of a shoot out?"

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Raising a brow at the scarf briefly he brushed it off as..well something new, having strange or unusual clothing wasn't anything to be alarmed about as far as he was concerned..

"Pleasure ta meet ya Vivi, mind tellin me what exactly has ya all tha way out here? Yer lucky it hasn't started snowin up here quite yet, makes gettin anywhere a pain in tha ass.."

She glances about not seeing any other people, Vivi sighs. “My name is Vivi, nice to meet ya’ Patch.” She holds out a ‘hand’ for him to shake, the strange bit being the fact that it was not her arm reaching out but the end of her scarf forming the shape of a hand at the end.

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*looking up from his book at the question he did a bit of a double take before answering, it wasn't that often they got visitors way out here without a heads up.*

Well not sure how ya got here honestly but yer way up in tha mountains right now in a...minin plant of sorts called Coldfront by tha few stationed here.

Name's Patrick, but everyone usually calls me Patch for short. N just who might ya be lil miss?

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"Hello there! Could I ask ya’ where I am exactly?"

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((hooplah :U

guess whos gonna try rpin this dork again?))