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Rinn Csazar

`Graffiti is not clean lines and pretty pictures, Graffiti is the best and worst of life on a wall`

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a character in “Street Art”, as played by GothicEmporium

Description

Name:
Rinn Csazar

Art Alias:
Little Boy Blue

Age:
Eighteen

Gender:
Female

Sexual Orientation:
Straight

Description:
Rinn has always been disappointingly short in her opinion, considering the fair height of mother. Her hair, which in its natural colour is a dark almost black-brown, is kept a constant fluorescent red and often masked by a series of paint-flecked baseball caps. Blue-grey eyes, set in a small pale face make for an un-decidedly set of features which can often be labelled more unusual then pretty. True to this she often down-grades with a baggy pair of overalls over a white T.

Personality:
Though certainly not shy Rinn is one to keep to herself, preferring her own company to that of others. With a fiery temper and a fetish for risks Rinn has found her self constantly back-tracking when inevitably happening upon trouble. That or causing it. Though a big one for sarcasm and dark hyperbole, from an early age she has learned to show respect for those she trusts and admires, particularly fellow artists.

Specialties:
Rinn specializes in the use of bright `in-your-face` colors, which are often employed for inking her surrealism and self developed `Drip Paintings`*.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/mhodgins/7480895244/

Romantic interest:
As of none at this point in time

History:
With word of New York's graffiti boom worming through the city of Los Angeles, Rinn, like many other artists, was soon caught up in the promises Yorks city seemed to offer. With the vow of a single gap year before university and a tide of savings from her mothers paintshop, Rinn bordered the cheapest plane to the city and set her brush and aerosol to New York.

Other:
Rinn has never known her father as he disappeared before she was born, her mother refusing to speak of him. Amongst the only things she managed to prise from her mother mind being that she looked a lot like him, and he too was a graffiti artist.

*Drip painting is not actually mine or Rinns creation, credits go entirely to graffiti artist Jimmy C*

So begins...

Rinn Csazar's Story

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It was midnight when her eyes at last took shape. Shiny and black with no whites they gazed upward, absorbed in a place above Rinn's head. They were just right those eyes, quizzical, staring in a sort of scared curiosity as if questioning the one they gazed too. She stood back then, to assess her progress. It was all but complete save for her signature, placed with a black tipped brush in the right hand corner, Little Boy Blue. It had been difficult, she thought absently, packing away her now empty paint cans. Different and more exhilarating then the recreational graffiti they allowed in California. And so definitely worth it Rinn smirked, wondering how in the past few hours of painting she had stumbled upon no trouble. She had been so sure when she'd first arrived in New York that she would be defending herself tooth and claw against all kinds of bad. 'Guess not' she mumbled to herself, a not so good habit she had picked up from her mother.

Having finished shoving the last of the cans in her backpack, she turned on a clunky booted heel and flounced down the alley with a few hours to spare.

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It was dark, and her eye glowed a smoky light green as she stared at the wall. Click, click, click went her cans of black and white spray paint. This had been a painting she's been planning for a while. She'd did one like it oh so many times before. Long arms, black body, skull-like face. It was her favorite thing to make. She called the creature It. She'd always leave a little poem with It. Today's poem was pulled from a quote.

I'm every nightmare you've ever had. I'm your worst dream come true. I'm everything you ever were afraid of. I'm It.

The little "poem" to go with the painting read. Most of the quote was from Scotty's favorite scary movie. It. Scotty smiled at the sight when Terry ran up and smiled. "Damn, girl. That's creepy as hell!" Scotty just grinned at the sentence. "It's suppose to be, wimp! Let's go before the fuzz shows up or something." Scotty said and signed her signature, Scotty Rox before pulling down her plan white mask and putting her hood up. She stuffed the cans in her backpack and started running with Terry down the ally. She turned back to nod at her painting before running with Terry. They took a quick turn out of the ally, almost running into someone in the process, not wanting to stick around and chat, Scotty with her glow in the dark eyes and mask on sprinted with Terry by her side, who was sporting a glow in the dark green alien mask, down the side walk and made their way back to the hide-out/apartment building that was over run inside and out by graffiti art.

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Having just barely rounded the corner, and with a reflex that surprised even herself, Rinn found herself tucked against the brick-works of the alley as two masked figures passed by. For just a moment Rinn was sure the girls eyes were a fluorescent green, glowing under the white covering of her mask. But she shook it off quickly as she searched her mind for a swear word to call after them. Finally after what seemed like a ridiculous amount of time she came up with a desiccated "Watch it!". Before storming off with a scowl in place, her nose wrinkled in apparent annoyance. It was only gradually, as her irritation began to wither, she allowed her eyes to wander the walls, taking in the scrawls of graffiti written in what was obviously the hands of amateurs. Quickly she began her search for the real sort of art, scanning the walls with the kind of quick efficiency that would have done her etiquette mother proud. It wasn't long before she found one, a long, dark Gothic thing only recently painted, the paint still wet where lathered in generous shades. For a moment she stood there, scrutinizing the creature, fingers out stretched and tracing its lanky arms. Before moving onward again, deciding with a kind of certainty she would spend the next few hours admiring as much art as she could find. It was always best, as her previous PE teacher had said, to know your surroundings. If only art she added quietly, tracing the small paint-brush in her overall pocket. So caught up in her thoughts was she, that Rinn barely noticed when she found herself in a dank, dark alley, almost tripping in her bid to avoid a girl standing in her path. Another one! she thought as she apologized with a degree of irritation, mostly at herself for repeating the very thing she had cursed the masked kids for.

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Once inside the overrun graffiti cover building, Scotty and Terry burst into laughter, throwing their masks off in complete amusement. One of the old homeless men that acted as a father for the two friends came out of his room and yelled at them. "You two need to get your priorities straight!" Scotty and Terry stopped laughing and looked up at the man. "This coming from a man who can't even afford to get an actual place to live!" Terry shouted up at the man while Scotty muffled a laugh. "Let's let these folk sleep and let's go wake the rest of the neighborhood!" Terry said loudly just to get on the old man's nerves. Scotty couldn't help but laugh. "Okay, let's go!" She said loudly, doing the same thing as Terry and they walked back out of the door. They put their masks back on and saw a kid walking by. With a loud scream, Terry jumped in front of the kid. Sounding as creepy as he could, he asked the kid "Wanna' play a game?" The kid, stuttering, said "[I]N-no, I do n-not want to p-play n-no game!" And turned around to see Scotty with her glowing smoky light green contacts through dark holes in her mask. The kid let out a girly scream, though he was a boy, and ran away, leaving Terry and Scotty laughing hysterically.

They then went back down the allies and saw two girls. Not wanting to intrude, the two stood an watched the girls through the holes in their masks, Scotty's eyes being the most able to see due to her glow in the dark smoky light green contacts she had in at the moment.

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The girl glowered at her before loping off, hand clutched dramatically to her rib cage where a stray elbow had been caught. Rinn watched her go, trying somewhat halfheartedly to withhold the miffed feeling niggling away away at her brain. Though she supposed it was she who was at fault for not watching her step to begin with. As Rinn glanced around at the branching alleyways she continued to pick apart her hours' plan. Maybe it was time to head back to the apartment. She was finished her piece anyhow, what more was she waiting for? As she turned in the direction of the apartment complex, she noticed for the first time what appeared to be a group of two against the back drop of brickwork, though in the gloom it was impossible to tell. Muggers, cops, druggies or homeless? A list of possibilities flitted around in panicked, half-formed thoughts as she peered into the shadow. "Hello?" she mumbled, feeling stupid even as she called out. She'd always wondered why the actors in horror movies moved toward the offensive. She realized now they had probably wanted reassurance, a reassurance they were safe and needn't run away. Rinn eased forward, struggling to make something of the shapes in front of her. "Hello?" She repeated once more, managing this time to keep the shake from her voice.

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Scotty and Terry stood there in the shadows as they watched a girl. When she turned and looked right at them, Scotty looked down to ensure the glow of her contacts wouldn't be seen. Terry, on the other hand, looked right at the girl. "She's mumbling. She's scared." Terry said quietly in a happy and excited voice. "I'm gonna' do it." He said quietly. "No you're not." Scotty whispered, peering at him through her mask. "Yes, I am." He replied. "No you're not." Scotty repeated more harshly. "I am." Terry repeated and looked at her. The girl said hello again, a bit louder, and that was Terry's cue. "Hello, hello, and welcome!" He said loudly as he stepped out of the shadows. His mask let off a light white glow from the glare of a street light. "Today's show will be held of two wonderful guests including myself, Terry The Masked!" Terry said loudly once again and bowed to the girl then to the left and to the right as if there was an audience. "Now, now. hold your applause, folks, for we have one more to introduce!" He said, talking a lot with his hands then pointing his hand out to Scotty. "I give you, Scotty Rox!" At that, Scotty jumped out of the shadows saying "Thank you! Thank you! I'm here all night!" and bowing. After, Scotty stood up straight, her eyes still with the faint glow of the glow in the dark contacts through the eyes of her mask. After a moment, both Scotty and Terry burst out laughing. They laughed for a good three minutes before Scotty stopped and pulled her mask off revealing a big smile. "Hey, I'm Scotty." She said with a grin to the girl and held her hand out to her.

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All she could do was stare as a man in a white mask sprung from the shadows, launching into some theater preach complete with a series of wild hand gestures, his voice rising into a crescendo as a second masked figure stepped from behind him. With a jolt Rinn realized they were the masked kids from before, moreover she could now confirm the girls eyes were a neon green, glowing dully under the streetlamps. The girl, apparently Scotty, held out a hand in what Rinn supposed was greeting. Not before having a good laugh at her partners antics, the removal of the mask revealing a huge white-toothed grin. After a degree of hesitation she reached for the girls hand. "Rinn" she said in reply, wondering if it was a good idea to tell two complete strangers her name. Especially ones who ran around in masks acting...how they did.

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Scotty smile as the girl reached for her hand and gave her name. Rinn. Scotty nodded at the name. It was different. She liked it. "It's nice to meet you, Rinn." Scotty said as she shook Rinn's hand. Once Scotty let go of her hand after a moment, Terry interjected. "It's a pleasure to meet you, miss Rinn." He said, mocking a British accent and removing his mask as well then giving a bow to the girl before looking up at her was a grin and a raised eyebrow. He then stood up and joined in Scotty's little laugher she was doing at him. "So, Rinn, what brings you out this evening?" Terry continued as he walked slightly and looked up at the street light. "You're not a vampire, werewolf, or any other type of ghoul, are you?" He added, turning around with a smirk on his face and a raised eyebrow as he crossed his arms. In all sight, he's the one who looked like a vampire with bleached hair that was slicked back and the long leather coat he was wearing. "Now, Terry, I'm sure she's not a vampire. Werewolf maybe..." Scotty stepped forward slightly and paused, shooting Rinn a small smile and crossing her own arms. "But not a vampire." Scotty continued, looking back at Terry now.

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Rinn blinked, unsure on how to continue the weird conversation. `I`m human,` she replied somewhat reassuring, sending a nervous glance at Scotty, `as far as i know anyway`she added, crossing her arms over her chest and hunching her shoulders. Scanning as discreetly as possible Rinn studied the pair with a critical eye, was his hair really white? Her eyes really that green? It had to be dye and contacts she thought, her pupils flicking back and forth between the two. At last she replied with `I`m an artist`, after coming to the conclusion they weren`t cops, not unless they were acting anyway.

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Gasp. Scotty and Terry both gasped at the last thing Rinn said. They were absolutely astonished. Both of themselves were fans of art, no matter what kind. "What kind of artist?" Terry said as he stepped back over to the group and eyed Rinn, a small smile creeping up onto his face. Scotty gave him a look that said what-type-of-questions-is-that before he elaborated on what he said. "There's different kinds of artists. You could be a dancer." Terry paused, giving a slight twirl that was clumsily done. "You could be an actor or poet." He continued, putting his hand up in the air like he was reciting Shakespeare. "Or you could be a painter, like the two of us." He ended gesturing to Scotty and himself before looking back at Rinn for an answer. Scotty seeked out her eyes in the darkness as she waited a moment for an answer.

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Rinn frowned, her mind skimming between answers. Could she really tell them? Her eyes drifted from her shoes to their faces and she bit her lip. `I do graffiti` she murmured, her voice so small she wondered if they`d heard, `surrealism and drip paintings`. With that she glanced up, gorging their reactions as blood from her lip welled in her mouth. She regretted the words as soon as they were out. It had been a mistake to tell them. Would they call the cops? They already knew what she looked like so it would be easy to file a description. Slowly she took a small step backward, waiting the whole time for either or both to lunge into action.

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Grins grew on both Scotty's and Terry's face as they heard Rinn say she did graffiti. They meant and befriended multiple graffiti artists, but they were either punk-ass looking or wanna-be-gangsta looking. Either way, they usually did not look like Rinn. Scotty glanced at Terry, as Terry glanced at her almost in unison. Then, at the same time, they turned back to Rinn, surprised grins covering there faces. They knew what they were going to tell her, something they were proud of. "We do graffiti too!" Terry whispered loudly, almost like he was yelling the wispier. Both Scotty and Terry were thinking the same thing, like they almost always did, and wanted to both see Rinns works and show her their own works.