reckless_eagle: (When the moon hits your eye)
[Today's Poland is coming at you from the libary, where he's seated with a large number of fashion and fashion history books piled around him. After a year here studying future-fashion in his offtime, he seems to have made it at least to the 1960s, as he's dressed in a pair of jeans like America showed him and an embroidered peasant blouse, a bright red poppy tucked behind one ear and holding his bangs back on that side, his feet bare.]

I'm so down with us having a party where I'm not talking to colors the whole time... But guys, I totally can't decide what I'm gonna wear! You should like, come down and help me pick~
reckless_eagle: (This is not in any way suggestive)
[Well.]

[Poland appears not to have noticed yet that he's high as all fuck, so he's kept eating the candy, figuring he's just like, in a good mood or something. To be fair, his normal state is pretty cheerful and nonsensical, and he's chalking the disorientation up to the mansion's physical changes and the strange lights and music.]

[But! It's not important right now!]

[Because he found a bunch of body paints! He's got his (already slightly scandalous for him) t-shirt pulled up over his stomach, and the fingertips of one hand covered in purple paint, a smudge of it already evident near his navel.]


Guys! I like, forgot what I was drawing. What was I gonna draw? It's super important, I swear.

Also, like. Where are you? You're far away. I miss youuuuu~ You totally still like me, right? [Smiles, a little distantly.] 'Cause I'm awesome? And you're awesome. God, you're like. The awesomest. Ok?

[...I don't think he's talking to anyone in particular.]

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