OllyB and Creedo, London Gallery

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creedo299

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OllyB,....Whatr' why the Hell did you bring me here!

The room is white, , there are some sketchers of French artists.

Creedo is dressed in a long coat, charcoal gray slakes, while Olly is in a dress, but it's more of an occasional garment.

OllyB,.......You had no right to do this!

You don't even, ......Creedo interrupts, but you, were sent,.....

Creedo,.....Look at the sketch Olly?

Olly looks at the French artist's work and says, nice sketch but what does,..........

Creedo,. reaches over a grabs Ollie's hand.

Olly,....This is crap I don't want to be romantic with,......

Creedo,....Your first two fingers; extend them?

Creedo shakes her hand, the fingers point out and Creedo assures her, "relax".

Close your eyes and let me take you over this drawing by this French artists.

Relax, I'm not going to hurt you, I only want you to see this as I describe what youre hearing.

The head is a large, three quarter view.

In-back of the subject, a little above.

The charcoal strokes are made from a fire-brand this is drier, but not a natural charcoal.
Very pointed, but quick work.

Olly, listen to me..........

The way this artist did this sketch was as if he was right on, or above the subject, however the subject was enlarged bigger than natural life.

Ollly,....A giant?

Creedo,....Yes.

The hair is black, full.The upper torso well muscled, but replete in definitive values.

I need your two fingers and feel what I am telling you.

Olly,...Okay.

Creedo,..the movements of the charcoal are such that it is a flowing motion, of how and what the artist sees.
What he is smelling, all that he senses, being next to him.

Now in your mind see the many pages that he had composed and how very quickly and robust he has done this?

Olly,...Oh' I see now Creedo, it is a work, of being one with the subject.....!

He did not just draw him, but was, became part of the subject.

Creedo,..Open your eyes now Olly?

Olly and Creedo stare at one another.
 
<< goes to make sure the front door is locked >>

Erm...ok, i don't think i'm quite getting this. Would some-one like to explain it to me?

Secondly (this always seems to happen on the internet) I'm a boy! a 21 year old M-A-L-E. Olly is short for Oliver. There are people in the US called Oliver - right?

Plus theres no way in hell i'd be wearing a dress!! unless of course no-one was in and i was a little bored /ttiforum/images/graemlins/kiss.gif
 
Ha ha ha'

Good, however the role calls for the feminine.

I really don't care, you could be a Scotsman.

Take the tour, yes or no?
 
Precursor:The three sat in the boardroom, in the sealed studio unit.

Oliver, Olly B and Creedo.

They were now three.

The chairmen of the board arrived and be briskly entered the dull meeting-room.

He produced a folder and in the leatherette, there was a CD.

He placed the miniature CD within a player and the screen before them lit up.

You've all signed so what the company is going to show you now?

Yes or no?
 
These people were big.

However they looked like a cross between a cat and an Afro-person.

The man before her showed her the folder.

The little man in the Nehru suet.

These people, they do not show a discernable pupel.

Its as if they are always on dope.

They seem soo detached, but when you affront them with finer logic, they come out on-top.

Her big hands slowly caressed the textures in the many sampled folder that the salesman laid out before her.

Her black leather-looking outfit, portold of a very large set of hidden breast. Her seven foot frame, dwarfed any hope, that an Earth-mortal would ever be so lucky.

She hummed, slid her hands over the warm fuzzy and in a very detached voice, let slide out, "Mmmmmm' warm fuzzy, happy furry animals"........!

She dwarfed the both the interpreter and the salesmen before her.

You had to be careful with these beings, as in Los Angeles, in a very rough bar, one went in for a drink.

They don't have egos persay, but react instantly to the stimulus given.

He took the first insult not knowing what it meant.

When the guy behind him roughly laid his hand on his shoulder to sucker-punch him, he turned around, caught the punch and simply with two fingers, closed his throat.

The man, like a rag doll, fell to the floor.

One big bar-maid undersanding what was happening, took him by the arm and rapidly lead him out the back door.

They did not understanding the range of human emotions.

This is why a visiting male could be pounding the living daylights out of one of these fellow's wife.This was shaft all the way up to her throat, she would be groaning more in deeper. However her mate would be sitting on the sofa, looking at either a text, or a holographic effigy, from the ancient past.

They were indeed, very odd people.\\end sample

Yes or no, Oliver and Olly B?
 
In this format, Oliver agreed to give rightful birth to OllyBette, the feminine plutonic friend of Creedos.

She was English, with a bit of a cockney accent, tall for a Brit, blond hair that she liked to wear up, about one-hundred and thirty five pounds, and five foot ten inches tall.Wears a woman's full calf boot, a bit muscled, but very nice personality.

Now the three of them, Creedo, Oliver, or OllyB if you will call him that and OllyBette, are now in the building to add past commentary to events that are about to unfold.
 
Oh....ok, right.

Well, i'm glad we cleared that up. Whatever is was, anyway...

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Please note to all:

That the nature of this posting board deals with both in-time and out of time, as well as offworld issues.

The relationship to OllyB in this chat posting thread, was a fictional one.This post does not involve either profit to be made, nor any kind of monetary legal agreement to be made.

Any segment will be kept board privileged only and not recopied to any extent for either personal gain, nor profit.

There is a posting alarm, at this date, that the said thought vehicle that Earthbased mankind could have made contact with worthy offworld aliens, as well as successfully complete space travel himself, was the intent of this thread.

The feminine and male personas, translate as differing to other said supposed timelines.

The nature of this thread may be deleted by the MOP if desired?

Hence three days from this time mark, maybe peril for what we know had come into play, this is why I had wanted an analysis of potentials within before that time-mark.

Respectfully with apologies, Creedo 299
 
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