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[losingdcgs]

STATUS: open to all @palmviewstarters

LOCATION: Tadpole Adventure Playground

She was well aware of how sad it looked for a grown adult like her to hang around the playground at night, barely swinging on the swing set while reflecting on the new year. Not even half through the first month and Marcela already broke her resolutions. It was possible that it wasn't that big of a deal, but it did give a rocky start to her grand plan to get her shit together this year. Maybe it was better to just push it off to the next year...like she did every year. At this rate she seemed doomed to stay in a perpetual state of knowing change was necessary but never following through.

For better or worse, the snapping of a twig pulled her from her deep thoughts, startling her, and nearly causing her to fall off the swing as a scream rang out from her throat. After a moment passed and it was obvious she wasn't in any danger, she let out a chuckle that had hints of embarrassment and nervousness clinging to it. "Come Halloween you should volunteer at a haunted house, you'd do great there." She'd ask the other what they were doing out here, but that would leave the door open for the question to get flipped back on her.

[tidescfchaos]

STATUS: Open for all @cardinalstart

LOCATION: Rewind Rentals

Roni paced up and down the aisles of the video rental store, looking for something to occupy their evening with their grandmother. They ended up in the horror section with their hand hovering over a VHS of John Carpenter's The Thing before it fell back to their side. As much as they were interested in it, they got the feeling their grandmother wouldn't want to sit through it. Then again they could still pick it up for themself to watch on their own some other time. They gnawed on their bottom lip, contemplating their decision when they noticed someone out of the corner of their eye. "Sorry, I was just weighing my options." They paused for a moment, "What were you thinking of picking out?" Maybe the other could give them some movie suggestions.

[ruthcrfords]

there was no feeling better than a win. lucas wasn't the only driver, past or present, to feel that. but of the current grid, he had the second highest number of race wins and was going to stop at nothing to make it the most. although that was not his key motivation for this year's form. he was locked into a title fight where every point mattered and neither side was going to yield even a thousandth to the other. even if that meant going wheel to wheel several times over a single lap. clean, but good hard racing— of-course. he was known for excelling at that, as was his closest competitor this year. the defending world driver's champion, ozan bursin.

lucas had cinched the win in the second last lap, just having that edge over ozan to take the position back and kept enough in his tires to put distance between himself and the mercedes behind him. they had switched the lead 7 times around the 71 lap circuit in austria. as entertaining as it was for the spectators, none of that mattered in the end as lucas was first to the checkered flag, with ozan coming in at P2 by 5.3 seconds.

after the cooldown laps, they were quick to park and get out of their cars and reach their teams, lucas more eager than ozan this week. naturally.

punching the air in celebration, he joined the team in their raucous celebrations before the post-race interview. although his focus wasn't quite on the interview as his thoughts trailed to nazli. catching a glimpse of her near the mercedes guys, lucas sent a smile her way which was noticed by his interviewer. he batted off the mild grilling they subjected him to— they couldn't help the curiosity.

not that he could blame them.

the adrenaline still coursing through him as he was on his way to the cooldown room, before making a slight detour to locate her. lucas wasn't sure if he would get to see her until after the podium, and he did not care about the other drivers waiting for him. the smile was very quickly wiped off of his face as he walked in on a conversation he was certainly not supposed to be within earshot of.

his features hardened, he looked between the two before zeroing in on nazli. "i'm sorry— you what?"

[redhead-reporter]

º ✧ 。 okay okay sheesh, if y'all are gonna be that nice ? maybe i should do a BITE SIZED STARTER CALL !

[angelslaain]

It took her a second before she could look at him in the eyes. Sienna didn't even really realize he was there, and she had no clue how long she'd been sitting on the floor in the only secluded hallway she could find on set in the first place. One minute? Five minutes? "Oh."

She cleared her throat. "Sorry, Mr. Wynter, I was just, uh..." Taking a break. The truth was, she was getting picked on by some of the other special effects and makeup crew. They'd been working on something involving blood, and while she could accept it was part of her job, she opted not to help out with it if she didn't have to. They called her a scaredy cat for it, but she was struck by memories doused in red, pure red. Avoiding a full blown panic attack, she ran off. And it led her here.

"I'll get back to work. Sorry." // @wynterlanding

[gatekepts-a]

          ❛ i love you. ❜ and there it is. three words blurted out in the middle of yet another fight, an inevitability at this point in their rather tumultuous relationship. nimble fingers press into her brow bones, an attempt to nurse the migraine spreading throughout her head from all her previous yelling. she’s acting as if she didn’t just say the most dangerous phrase she ever could — and at the worst time, too. ❛ but this—- ❜ haru gestures between them, ❛ -—is a fucking mess. we’re a mess. and we’re never going to work if this keeps going on. ❜ a frustrated and exhausted sigh leaves her lips, brows furrowing together in exasperation. ❛ are you listening to me, jesper ? ❜ @dysnomiias​​

[foxtamara]

✉ text ⟳ unbiological little bro

Tamara: So I saw your name pop up as I was scrolling through the Fairford Daily and sipping my morning coffee 👀 Tamara: I feel like it's been a minute since I've checked in and also Xander misses his favorite uncle Laurie @ljjames

[longingwithstars]

º  𓆩✶𓆪 — mykal martell tags

[losingdcgs]

Was this guy very stoned? This was supposed to be simple transactional interaction that would be over in a matter of moments. Sure, Axel's contribution in this scenario was probably based on a lie, but who knew, maybe the food truck was in violation of several health codes and he was actually doing the other a favor — not that he cared either way. Maybe that's why things weren't going exactly as planned. "I'm giving you a headache? You're killing me here." This was shaping up to be more work than it was worth, however, at this point he was too stubborn to let it be.

He pinched the bridge of his nose before letting out a sigh as his hand fell back to his side, "Look, this is very simple. This piece of shit truck here will probably give you food poisoning no matter what the owner wants to say, hence the lack of a crowd." If the owner was in fact someone he didn't have an issue with beforehand, that had now changed. "All I'm asking in return for the heads up is your help in a harmless scheme. Worse case scenario it pisses off a bunch of hungry people in line over there. Best case scenario, and most likely, we get to cut that long line and maybe get some free food." He stared at the other for a moment trying to gauge whether or not his words sunk in, "Are you following along so far?"

Who the fuck was this guy?

No, not in the who does this guy think he is way—Beau’s met plenty of those. This was different. This was genuine confusion, the kind that makes his brain stutter, that has him rifling through memory like a deck of cards, looking for something—anything—that explains why this guy was talking to him like they were best fucking friends.

Were they best friends? Had Beau blacked out some crucial part of his life, some entire friendship that he was supposed to be playing along with? No. No, that wasn’t how his memory worked. He didn’t lose time, didn’t just— did he?

Shit. Now his head really was starting to hurt.

And the guy was still talking. About—what? Food poisoning? Was he warning Beau? Was he actively experiencing it? What the fuck was happening?

Beau stares at him, expression blank with sheer, unfiltered disbelief. His mind is already two steps away, checking every possible exit. Was this guy a Slater creation? This had the exact energy of one of Slater’s schemes, the kind of thing he’d come up with in the middle of a high and rope Beau into without even realizing it. Was that it?

Was this guy high?

Was Beau high?

"...You're givin' me a headache, guy."

[imrtals]

      SELENE continued to look over the yard of growing occupants. the muscles in her jaw clenched as she tries to find her family amongst the crowds. this had been a horrible idea — she couldn't find a logical reason on why just yet, but, it was. she bent at her knee slightly to pick up the ends of her dress, ring-adorned fingers glistening in olympus' sunlight. she quickly moved across the length of the yard, in search for her twin brother helios. HELIOS turned to his wife as she approached him, rising out of his seat in respect as he smiled softly to himself. "you know me better than most," he pointed out as he leaned forward to press his forehead against hers.

      KALISTA finds herself moving towards her older sister, the two unconsciously walking in sync as CHIONE'S eyes are met with one of many zeus' children. "try not to irritate our cousins, will you? father wished for us to be on our best behavior." kalista merely rolled her eyes in response but managed to keep her sister's request in mind. the redhead, turned to the much taller blonde, hands intertwined behind her back. "i see you still excel in matters of flattery." chione pointed out as kalista continued on her stroll to find something to entertain herself with.

      MELAINA finds herself frozen for a moment, as time passes and her brother continues to protest her reasons on why she could not approach the princes of atlantis - the youngest daughter of hades, feels uneasy.

@starosed

[losingdcgs]

STATUS: open for all @palmviewstarters

LOCATION: the salty sailor bar

The Salty Sailor Bar...how painfully dull. The cozy seaside atmosphere didn't suit Axel well. No, he'd much rather spend the night in a dingy dive-bar, somewhere the music was so loud you could barely hear your own thoughts and an exciting brawl could break out at any moment over some trivial problem that only a drunken fool would care about. There was a real lack of anything he'd deem exciting here, but what was the alternative way to spend his night? Go to back to his place to play a riveting game of what is my annoying roommate upset about this time? Hard pass.

His fingers restlessly drummed against the bar counter, "There has to be something more exciting going on somewhere in town." His initial complaint wasn't voiced to anyone in particular, but his attention soon settled on the person seated near him. "You know, a party to crash, some Floridian misadventure..." Purposefully causing problems at an event he wasn't invited to, Florida Man antics, tagging along for a revenge scheme, whatever – he wasn't choosy when it came his entertainment for the night.

[tidescfchaos]

STATUS: Open to all @cardinalstart

LOCATION: Glasswater Lake

A restless feeling still stirred around inside Priya following the news about Avalon Rivers, and the strange occurrences as of late certainly didn't help this feeling either. Wanting a moment of peace, no matter how brief, it was only natural that she found herself among nature. She sat upon a blanket close to the edge of the lake, bundled up in warm clothing fitting the season and pulled her knees in towards her chest. "I'm going to miss spending more of my free time out here as winter rolls in." She lamented with a soft sigh to her present company. The plummeting temperatures unfortunately meant less time among the serenity of nature. "Are you at least looking forward to the upcoming season?"

[losingdcgs]

Marcela waved off the apology, "Don't worry about it, I'd be lying if I said I haven't done something similar before." Albeit a little more embarrassing because she thought the other person was checking her out rather than being rude which led to an awkward interaction. Overall, not a memory she cared to share and revisit in detail. She snorted at the comment, "You're unfortunately right about that. I can't remember the last time this place really surprised me." She had spent her whole life here, however, so she blamed any staleness she felt on that. Maybe she needed some sort of change, a vacation or something like that. With her family living here, it was highly unlikely that she would ever permanently leave town. "Honestly? I still can't remember, but if anyone seriously wants to ransack my place, they're going to be severely disappointed." Her apartment was mostly filled with secondhand finds that weren't pricey. "Besides, I'm pretty sure one of my roommates will be back there soon enough." She shrugged, still carrying on as if that was what had really been on her mind.

          brow  raises  upon  her  forehead,  looking  towards  marcela  with  a  sense  of  confusion  but  also  intrigue.  elena  wasn’t  one  that  enjoyed  daydreaming  —  hated  it,  actually.  she  never  found  the  comfort  or  enjoyment  of  thinking  of  scenarios  within  her  mind  and  taking  a  pause  out  of  reality  to  just  get  lost  in  her  own  head  …  although  one  could  argue  it  was  because  her  mind  definitely  wasn’t  a  place  one  would  want  to  get  lost  in.   “   right,  sorry.   ”   quick  to  the  draw  but  shockingly  willing  to  apologize,  definitely  not  the  elena  that  had  been  in  palmview  months  prior.  she  had  a  reputation,  one  she  had  left  behind  of  someone  that  rarely  cared,  that  wouldn’t  apologize  for  her  actions  because  in  her  mind  —  she  was  always  right.  however,  after  months  of  detoxing  and  therapy  and  having  to  actually  feel  the  weight  of  vulnerability,  elena  barely  had  it  in  her  to  even  uphold  the  bite  behind  her  bark.   “   it’s  palmview,  this  place  is  always  boring.   ”   one  of  the  reasons  she  came  back,  she  knew  going  to  new  york  would’ve  been  too  busy  and  tempting  for  her.   “   so  —  did  you?  lock  your  apartment,  i  mean.   ”

[ruthcrfords]

tag drop: lucas rutherford

[redhead-reporter]

º ✧ 。quiet drafts day for me since taking the (extended) weekend off to just do memes and vibe has made the stack of what i owe QUINTUPLE ! 🙃 but that's okay(ish) because i'll be out of town next week going to my first ✨ wedding dress fitting ✨ so it's good to get the queue loaded up for that.

moots can find me over on dis.cord !

[angelslaain]

"You seem to really like what you do," the brunette told the nurse across the waiting room of the doctor's office, a soft smile adorning the corner of her lips. Sienna was in for her weekly appointment with her therapist, so she'd seen him before a handful of times—she just hadn't had the bravery to say hello before. Perhaps she was sick of looking at the dull paintings on the wall or tired of the book she held in her lap, but an unknown feeling tugged at her to say something to him. She wished she knew his name; she couldn't read his nametag from where she sat. // @horrifiying — ethan