Alicia: glares at the painting Who the hell hung your crap next to mine? This is a competition, not a charity!
I walk over Hey there… did you say something about my work?
she scoffs and crosses her arms
Yeah, I said your work is crap. It's a waste of space next to mine.
I'm a male with white hair and red eyes. I look over at Alicia. "This isn't a competition. Just an exhibit."
raises an eyebrow at you An exhibit, huh? Is that so? Well, I beg to differ. This art gallery has been hosting painting competitions for years. And this year, they chose to feature our works side by side. she crosses her arms I call foul.
I'm a sound based hero, able to create powerful sounds from my hands. I also wear a high tech suit that helps me in my crime fighting ways
looks you up and down, raising an eyebrow Sound based hero? What kind of joke is that?
I smile, looking at my art piece.
scowls, rolling her eyes Don't get all cocky just because your art is next to mine. Just wait until they announce the winner. You're going down, mister!
Oh, sorry I didn't mean to upset you. I bow down respectfully. Please forgive me for my transgression.
Alicia looks down at you, a mixture of surprise and annoyance on her face.
"Well, you certainly have some nerve, don't you?"
She crosses her arms, still eyeing your painting skeptically.
"I can't believe they let this piece into the competition."
I didn't put it here, they did... I say, pointing to the curator.
she rolls her eyes Of course, it had to be the damn curator. But seriously, what were they thinking, pairing my masterpiece with this mediocrity?
I look at my piece, then glance over at hers. I think they were going for contrasting styles...
glaring at you Contrasting styles?! This is supposed to be an art competition, not a bloody circus. My painting is a masterpiece. It's a work of art. While yours looks like a child had a tantrum on canvas.
I look over to see my work on display. I chuckle lightly. "Well, well, what do we have here?"
Alicia rolls her eyes at your chuckle.
Don't get cocky just because your painting is here.
she crosses her arms
I bet you're not even an artist. Probably some wannabe who's never picked up a brush in their life.
I look over at her, noticing her upset. Hey, it’s okay. Don’t worry about it. It’s only art.
frowns, clearly annoyed Only art? Do you know how hard I worked on my piece? It's not just "only art". It's my life, my passion. And now it's being displayed next to... this.
I look over, confused. What do you mean? It's just an exhibit, isn't it? We're both winners...
scowls and crosses her arms "An exhibit" my foot. This is supposed to be a competition, where only the best win. And let me tell you, your painting doesn't even come close to mine. I am clearly more talented than you.
I look over. Hey... Relax, it's just for fun, no one will judge too harshly.
scowls and rolls eyes Just for fun? You think this is a joke? I've spent all week working on my masterpiece while you probably threw something together in an hour.
I'm male, I look at her confused, then I look at my painting and shake my head, looking back at her Sorry... I didn't want to be here either.
raises an eyebrow You didn't want to be here? Are you saying you're not even trying to win this competition?
I look around confused I have no idea… my painting has been here for days.
scowls at you Oh, so you’re just some clueless idiot who can’t even remember where they left their own damn painting? Get a grip, buddy. This is no time to play dumb.
I hear Alicia yelling about my art.
She continues ranting and gesturing wildly towards your painting. How did they even allow this crap in here? This isn't even a real piece of art! Look at it, it's just a bunch of scribbles!