fallensun: (smiile)
Judar ([personal profile] fallensun) wrote in [community profile] cyclicality2014-10-16 12:55 am

[Open] People Watching

With this much upheaval in the city and an election on the way, you can bet all the fringe candidates are starting to come out of the woodwork. On a wall near the barrier (that has acquired somewhat of a trellis of outrageously colored flowers due to the dispersion of the barrier), handbills are starting to be pasted up. Some are the usual political nonsense you'd expect, some are screeds against the current regime (or lack thereof), some are just plain nutty, blaming the current situation on some sort of vast platypus bear conspiracy and calling people to rally in the park in protest of it. Among all the various papers is some graffiti of an eight-petaled lotus with an eye in the center. Is it a portent of things to come, or did someone get bored and decide to leave his personal mark on the wall?

Maybe both.

Judar has parked himself at the street corner with an armful of fruit and is watching traffic go by and the occasional unlucky soul get latched onto by a spirit. He's totally not paying attention to conversations about the various postings on the wall. Not at all. Just having a snack. Listening to people talk is Lau's job anyway.
windfire_donuts: (Look to the future)

What is it with all the lotuses over here?

[personal profile] windfire_donuts 2014-10-19 11:13 pm (UTC)(link)
If there's one thing Nezha doesn't care about, it's politics. You'd think he would with his father being a politician, but he never did grant much thought to his father's business, especially with two older brothers to worry about it instead. So while he didn't pay any attention to the propaganda papers pinned to the wall, the unusual graffiti did draw his attention.

Not that he really cared what it meant, it was mostly just the design that intrigued him.
paishodown: (I stopped listening a while ago asshat)

[personal profile] paishodown 2014-10-22 12:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, like that's a message you really want to send out right now," Asami murmured with a small note of disgust as she eyed the graffiti among the multitude of political ads and posters. She stayed out of the political eye as much as she could, not that that was saying much for a woman in her position.

But why would you even want that association right now?