Post by jenna weathers on Jun 6, 2008 22:12:43 GMT -5
Random laughter, swirls of delectable smells and kalidescopic colors, arrays of people - this was the deity known as the amusement park, which was found, amazingly, almost in the heart of the chaos of Euphoria; it seemed to be a beacon if escape somehow, or at least it seemed to Jenna, for the fellow rockers in the competition. Personally, it wouldn't have been Jenna's escape; that is, if it weren't so packed full of people, which was nearly impossible, since peoples' hearts throbbed for these kinds of parks. Sick of sulking around her company's condo and tiring of editing future bands' album covers for a night, she decided to splurge and come and snap some photos for her own personal likings for the night. As for the newfound hotspot, she had her company to thank. They spoke to her about how the amusement park was close to Euphoria, and to be on the look out for the bandmembers. Yeah - she'd keep an eye out for them; the ones she knew at least, but other than that, she was no paparazzi - she was a photog and only a photog. She only took pictures with consent, not against will.
Upon entering the park, it didn't take long for her to be eager to snap away. Tonight, she stashed her new Nikon with her, and dressed to blend in with the crowd, wearing a pair of studded jeans, a black-laced cami, and a pair of rocketdogs. In her normal garb, she would have stood out, and to those whom seriously stalked the bands, she would have stuck out as a sore thumb as the company photog, or, some of the indie junkies would have recognized her for her own work, in general.She hoped that the sky held out on her, not letting loose the gallons of rain that it looked to hold at the moment. Lately, the weather was pretty shitty - rainy and whatnot. Normally, she liked the rain, but not everyday of her life, or when she had plans to take photos outdoors. She pouted lightly up at the sky, and stuck out her tounge, then shrugging and walking along.
As time passed and more area was covered, her Nikon was hard at work. Already, she had numerous pictures. Some of her favorites consisted of : An open mic battle, a troop of little girls monging the swing rides, the biggest cone of cotton candy ever known to man, a life-size penguin suit, and the ferris wheel, which was seemingly lit to perfection. It was her utmost favorite.
Upon looking at the picture, she started to crave a ride on the humongous wheel; hell, think of the pictures she could get! She bit her lip in excitement, standing in the long line, admiring the variety of people. Band followers, decked out in gear...locals...goths...tourists...it was a total melting pot. Jenna took out her Nikon, and turned off the flash, so she could catch some of these people in action while she waited. She smiled as she began her own mini-photo shoot.
Upon entering the park, it didn't take long for her to be eager to snap away. Tonight, she stashed her new Nikon with her, and dressed to blend in with the crowd, wearing a pair of studded jeans, a black-laced cami, and a pair of rocketdogs. In her normal garb, she would have stood out, and to those whom seriously stalked the bands, she would have stuck out as a sore thumb as the company photog, or, some of the indie junkies would have recognized her for her own work, in general.She hoped that the sky held out on her, not letting loose the gallons of rain that it looked to hold at the moment. Lately, the weather was pretty shitty - rainy and whatnot. Normally, she liked the rain, but not everyday of her life, or when she had plans to take photos outdoors. She pouted lightly up at the sky, and stuck out her tounge, then shrugging and walking along.
As time passed and more area was covered, her Nikon was hard at work. Already, she had numerous pictures. Some of her favorites consisted of : An open mic battle, a troop of little girls monging the swing rides, the biggest cone of cotton candy ever known to man, a life-size penguin suit, and the ferris wheel, which was seemingly lit to perfection. It was her utmost favorite.
Upon looking at the picture, she started to crave a ride on the humongous wheel; hell, think of the pictures she could get! She bit her lip in excitement, standing in the long line, admiring the variety of people. Band followers, decked out in gear...locals...goths...tourists...it was a total melting pot. Jenna took out her Nikon, and turned off the flash, so she could catch some of these people in action while she waited. She smiled as she began her own mini-photo shoot.
