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[atlasnolan]

Atlas plucks the coin from her grip, flipping it with his thumb once it was in his possession and catching it on the back of his left hand. His right palm covers it to conceal what way it had landed, an eyebrow quirked at Kate before he reveals it.

( Heads. )

"Can't think of a pun about heads that doesn't involve head."

What Atlas does do is keep the coin, back-pocketing it as he listens to her moderately unhelpful advice.

"Gee, thanks," He says, his sarcastic tone matching her own, "Maybe along the way if I dream real big and try real hard I could even work at a snobby restaurant where people tell me all about their unfulfilling lives and get to ignore how unfulfilling mine must be."

@katexharmon

Kate's eyes linger on him for a moment, a cold stare as she tries to judge whether or not he's being serious about his comment. However, she accepts the challenge and digs into her pocket to retrieve a coin that feels roughly the size, holding it up in front of him.

"Go ahead."

As she listens to him spout off his skills, or lack thereof, she bites the corner of her lip as she does genuinely try to think of a career that would suit him. Being strong was advantagous, but instead she elected to respond with her usual sarcasm.

"Wow, how you ever thought of starting as a Petty Thief? I'm sure you could work your way up to Criminal Mastermind before you know it." She deadpans. "I'm sure if you google The Sims cheatcodes, you'll get there in no time."

@atlasnolan

[willow-thomas]

open starter : @aurorabaystarter location : the reef bar

Willow leaned against the pool stick as she tried to decide the right way to go about the game. So far, her luck had been terrible, and there really was no relief in sight as she blinked at the cue ball. "This never looked this hard on tv." She just smirked as she leaned to make an attempt to sink the three ball. Instead she watched as her stick barely grazed the ball, and it slowly rolled off in the opposite direction. "Okay, this has got to be a joke now. Is there a trick to this or something?"

[ravirussell]

for: @aurorabaystarter

where: dealer's choice!

Armed with a tennis racket in hand and a ball, Ravi let the fuzzy green sphere roll along the strings as he sought out an appropriate space to practice. Like most temptations, wanting to actually hit the ball got the better of him and his swing serve accidentally launched the ball further than he had anticipated.

"Hey! Duck!"

[manslaught]

brittany's going to be severely fucking disappointed in her if she knew that this is where mikayla decided to go at the end of her date— and yet, mikayla can't find it in herself to care as she stands in front of @ladyintree's door, a box of food from the restaurant in her hand. she never actually confirmed she'd be coming over, but tai made it pretty clear the day before that she wanted her to, so mikayla just hopes she's not intruding, that tai actually meant it. when tai answers the door, mikayla doesn't let herself smile, not wanting to seem too eager to see her, biting down on the inside of her cheek to stop herself. “ hi. ”

[mackmontgomery]

"That's not a story until we know how it ends," Mack remarks, his voice dropping low to something ominous as he deliberately shifted in a way that made carriage creak, "Which could be badly..."

He quits it almost as soon as he started it, not wanting to actually traumatise her though it was starting to look like it might be easily done.

"I got one for you," He starts, the rotation of the carriage crossing over from ascending once it reached the highest peak to starting to descend slowly, "Okay so I'm nineteen right, I'm back in New York since I graduated and one of my best buds is this guy called Tyson. Ty's a cool dude but he's probably one of the most intense guys you'll ever meet. Funny as fuck but mean as hell sometimes, anyway. We're at a kickback, we're getting into shots. We're getting stupid with it, we say first one to blackout has to let the other choose a tattoo for them. I think I'm golden because my tolerance is crazy high from being a teenage fuckhead who partied a little too much and I'm think there's no way he can match me for shot for shot because he's like this generational wealth douche who I was thinking grew up wayyy too well to be able to keep up with me. That was my first mistake."

He holds up his index finger on that, his middle finger soon following.

"My second was not choosing the booze. I don't even know what the fuck was in those glasses, but it tasted like paint stripper and Mack stripper apparently cause I woke up the next day at 3pm, no shirt in sight and with this--"

He hooks his other index finger against the collar of his t-shirt so he could pull it down enough to show her the red Goon tattoo near his collarbone, tapping the pad of his finger beside it so she knew it was that one he was talking about and not any of the several others that surrounded it.

"--To this day, I got no idea who it was that did it and he loves not telling me. He lords that one like a Star Wars villain. I've grown pretty fond of it though, I do have some goon-like tendencies when I deep it."

@laceyxpierce

"Uh..." She trailed off, trying to think of any sort of story but coming up blank didn't help. Lacey gripped the bar in her hand as she forced herself to remain calm as she looked down at the ground to see how far away they were from the ground had her sighing. "I'm up for whatever story you're willing to tell. So what stories are you going to talk about....once upon a time Mack almost gave Lacey a heart attack from being so far from the ground?" She said jokingly.

[the-graves-family]

Ace is sure that what he's feeling goes beyond fear and panic. He's only felt so scared and alone once before, and it's the single worst memory he has. The night that his life turned upside-down.

He doesn't know where he is, and only has the vaguest idea of how he got here. It's dark, and cold, and he's terrified. He'd bid his family a good night, gone to his chambers and then—

Nothing.

His head aches and feels sore, which gives him a hint as to what happened, but he's still so confused. Who has him? And why? For ransom? He hopes his family is safe.

Ace hugs himself and closes his eyes so he doesn't have to see the dark glow of magic out of the corner of his eye. He just has to wait. Father and Adrian will come save him.

@lost-soul-in-time

[maybestronger]

OPEN TO → MUTUALS (random abba lyric) Let this be either romantic in nature or her talking about something more supernatural. Truly I don't mind.

❝There  was  something  in  the  air  that  night. ❞

[mackmontgomery]

mack 📲 open.

Mack: Ok real talk Mack: Should I get rid of the blonde Mack: 💇🏼‍♂️ The upkeeps a bitch I might buzz it off

[salvadorcavendish]

"Fair point, though I do wonder if you might get some literal cat calls in that. Has anyone meowed at you yet?"

With the high population of eccentric residents that made up the general populous of Aurora Bay, that seemed like a high likelihood.

"I don't know if I'm being overly confident, but I think I could pull a week off in these intergalactic boots. I'd really like to fly a spaceship."

@deryaxyilmaz

Glancing down at her body now that she was out in a different light, Rya nodded. "Yes, and that depends." She answered with a soft hum. "I'm not sure how the men are here in the Bay, but if I don't have to deal with constant cat calling, I could survive a week in this." Or at least she was sure that she could, anyways. "What about you?"

[keolalagaaia]

for: @aurorabaystarter

where: wherever ur heart takes u

“– No, I’m just saying I could have been as rich as Jeff Bozos by now,” Keo explains, speaking to the person at his left, his right arm swinging some as he walks with no real aim through the city at night. He likes the night air, it feels nice, his van could get stuffy at times. Close to claustrophobic on a night where his worries managed to penetrate the weed smoke he almost always had around him like some sort of shield. 

“I’ve had maybe six ideas that would have landed me on Forbes. Problem is, I was high every time I thought of them and I never write shit down. It’s a tragedy, I think.” 

[ulyflynn]

closed for: @edietello

where: docks near fisher's cove

The ride down to the docks was more familiar to him than the back of his own hand, the turns from Ocean Crest remained the same unlike his extremity where healing scratches that once held glass shards and stitched split knuckles still stung every time he used the hand clutch on his bike.

He parked up outside the Tello house in a space that he had once claimed as his own, the walk to where Javier’s boat was docked feeling like an endless stretch. It had been his idea to meet, his conversation with his sister fresh on his mind and still he can’t find it in himself to trust that it wouldn’t go sideways like most things he tried to right.

It’s too late to turn back as he nears the boat and the blonde, not needing to check his phone to know the time. It had to be seven thirty on the dot, Edie wouldn’t have arrived a minute earlier or later.

“Hey.”

[maxcarson]

Who: Open ( @aurorabaystarter ) Where: Driftwood Coffee

The smell of the coffee shop rushed out of the door as Max pulled it open, and he smiled as his eyes lifted to look over the menu. He knew what he wanted, but there was always the chance there was something new. After a few minutes, he found himself looking around for a seat before approaching a table in the corner. "You mind if I grab a seat?"

[ziggykyeons]

"Deformed cat honestly kind of slays, we need some ugly feline representation."

It was a far more creative choice than what he had gone for which was a run of the mill ghost, the edges of which were jagged and unclean. He wished he had remembered how little he appreciated the scent of pumpkin before he started carving.

"I'm starting to think I'll never get this aroma off my hands."

@laceyxpierce

"I was trying to make a cat, but I messed up on one of the whiskers so either I can try and save it or just say it's a deformed cat. I think the second option would be better. I'm afraid if I attempt to save it I will make it worse or need a whole new pumpkin to try again." Lacey said as she lightly tapped her finger tips against the table and sighed. "I forgot how messy carving pumpkins really were."

[ziggykyeons]

for: @aurorabaystarter

where: choose ur own adventure

Ziggy did his utmost best to not look a little smug at the push notification he got from an Instagram DM that contained a screenshot of a DeuxMoi story.

"Question," He doesn't wait before he asks it, "Would you feel bad if someone you knew got exposed on the internet?"

[reggiellewellyn]

reggie 📱 peter.

Reggie: You know, you could make a real killing if you were spinning those decks in Ibiza Reggie: Have you ever considered 👀 @peterbasara