#ccffuturenostalgia

[abercrombiearcher]

Roy stopped suddenly in his tracks - it felt like almost in the blink of an eye he had went from on the train to Keystone, chasing down a lead on the Vertigo dealers Rory had been looking into, and in the next he was back in Star City. How the hell was that possible? He looked around himself in confusion at the familiar streets, noting the festive lights strung up on nearly every shop front and street corner, that definitely hadn’t been there when he left.

He was dressed differently than when he left, bundled up in more layers for the winter, and it took him a moment to find the correct pocket where his phone was. “What the hell?” He exclaimed nearly dropping it at the date that blinked up at him from the home screen - December 31st 2020. It couldn’t be. He left for Keystone in August.

@ccfstarter​

[daughterofdemons]

“Crooks, no!” Nyssa called out before her mischievous tabby could swat at the person coming through the door. She almost regretted installing the bell to herald people entering the shop - it seemed to summon him with the express purpose of raising hell. “Sorry about him - still teaching him manners.” She joked, shooting a smile at the newcomer to try and win them over in spite of Crookshanks terrible welcoming committee. “Can I help you with anything?”

@ccfstarter​

[westirisx]

“This is amazing!” she yelled running in circles. Purple lightning followed behind her as she tried to go faster. This is such a rush. Skidding to a stop, she stumbled and tried not to fall. “Okay, what is going on?” she asked out in the open as she looked around at where she had landed.

[thelastgoodluthor]

“It’s a beautiful day to save lives.”

@ccfstarter​

[speedyxthea]

Settling back in was somewhat of a challenge for Thea. She’d been away for so long, isolated and only being around one and the same person for months. Now that others were around again, the brunette needed to make some adjustments and she found herself struggling with that at times. She hadn’t gone out as Speedy just yet, but that was something that Thea wanted to pick back up sooner rather than later. Her things were finally unpacked at her house - almost. And now Thea was trying to get Verdant back on track, wanting to run it her own way once more because that place had become like home to her. Whenever she felt lost, she knew that Verdant was always there and she had somewhere to go to clear her mind and be alone to think things over. That was exactly what she’d done today, making sure that the club would be ready for a reopening sometime soon. Once she felt like she’d done enough for the time being, the brown haired girl headed down into Star City, wanting to grab a cup of coffee and simply wind down at the cafe or maybe at home. She’d been so lost in her thoughts that she didn’t notice bumping into someone, the force of the collision prompting her to stumble back. “Woah, I’m sorry. I wasn’t looking--” Thea lifted her gaze to see who the person in question was and surely, there he was - Roy Harper. The look in her eyes instantly softened, it was always nice to see a familiar face in the city, especially one that was also friendly. “Hey, you. How was your holiday?”

( @abercrombiearcher​ )

[poisonousisley]

Pamela avoided driving where she could - it was a harm to the planet she preferred to avoid where possible, indulging Harley’s joyrides for the simple fact that you couldn’t escape police cars on foot unless you were a speedster - but in this instance she had reasoned it was a necessity. Even more so to drive almost as hellishly as Harley herself to reach the bar she found Rory at all those months ago when she had hit a low point. She hadn’t been expected to be called back there anytime soon, but had instructed the bartender all the same to call her if he ever saw Rory there again drowning her sorrows.

She pulled up to the curb with a screech, the umbrella she pulled out more for Rory’s sake than her own so she could get the other woman to her car relatively dry. She stopped in her mad rush for the door however, when she saw the bouncer pulling out a very different Rory to the one she envisioned - noticeably younger, with bright pink streaks in her hair. “Tell your daughter-” Pamela scoffed indignantly at that, ready to slash the man’s throat with a vine for insinuating she looked old enough to have a teenager for a child - “If she comes back here with a fake ID, we’ll be calling the cops next time.” He grumbled, slamming the door to the bar behind him once he had effectively ejected Rory - or whoever she was - from the premises. “...Rory?” She questioned hesitantly. She had certainly seen... weirder, but this topped it so far. “Did you get into some of my experimental serums?”

@auroraxjett​

[detective-stone]

Max had just begun to rest his eyes from putting the kid down for a nap when he heard the front door unlock. Shit....he hadn’t realized how quickly the day had slipped away from him. He had meant to clean up the kids toys before his wife returned from work. “Mmm, hey! I just managed to get her asleep and just sat down to rest..” he murmured tiredly as he pushed himself up from the couch and rose to greet her. “How was work? Any interesting cases?” he asked, rubbing sleep from his eyes and breaking into  a smile at the sight of her.

@detectivexspivot​

[noevilshxllescapemysight]

The crispness of the evening couldn’t chase away the burning feeling of adrenaline spiking through his veins. Conjuring up the energy vested in his ring, Kyle prayed to the corps before diving into the next wave of soldiers that lined up on the street. No matter the sharp illuminance of his green glowing mallet, they just kept pouring in. The plans he had made to cap this year off with something positive for Donna falling to the waste side. Once he dealt with this, he would pick up their usual and a case of beer. We will celebrate. I will not let her down. His thoughts drowned out by the distant sound of startled onlookers. 

I wish I was normal...just for one night. His silent wish echoing in the diamond crusted evening before lights out. A distant wind of laughter and glee echoed as he slipped farther away.

"Ay dio mios,” he grumbled. Kyle rubbed absently at the dull throb in his head. The last thing he remember was the solid fist of the men shrouded in black. The realization jolted him up and he stumbled; but instead of being met with the dingy sidewalk, he felt the soft duvet that smelled like her. “What in the hell...” his words lost to the silken feeling of calm that passed along his bones. 

@donna-darkstar​

[lukexfox]

What was that?

Luke paused from sipping his coffee at eleven thirty in the morning, taking in a moment to soak in the new sound gracing his ears. Silence. No alarms or phones ringing or assistants asking for his signature. Nothing but the soft sound of the waves lapping in the background. It was the rarest of occasions. A day without responsibilities or obligations - he couldn’t remember the last time he had a day like this.

@girlofxsteel​

[centralcitysfinest-rp]

You wanna turn it up loud, future nostalgia is the name.  I know you’re dying trying to figure me out.  My name is on the top of your tongue, keeping running your mouth.

Here we are witnessing yet another sad rotation about the sun. Doesn’t it ever get old? Instead of popping bottles and neatly crafting the soon forgotten New Years resolutions, I urge you to come celebrate the momentous end of the year in the streets. Alicia Baker has sponsored a citywide celebration with a twist. Ditch the formal wear and embrace the futuristic metallic and glitter (think burning man meets coachella meets the tin man realness). The drinks are free flowing and in abundance. Fret not, the heroes of this city will get a break on New Year Eve. Even they deserve to embrace the festivities. Unbeknownst to the stuffy heiress,  Mr. Mxyzptlk has a few tricks up his sleeve to ensure a worthwhile bang to ring out this dreadfully grim year.

The powers that be is watching to see what you’ll do with your one free desire.

During this citywide festivity, Mr. Mxyzptlk will be granting whatever desires that are uttered aloud. Whatever your characters little heart desires will be real until the clock strikes midnight.  Or at least that was his plan. The jester of the cosmos loves a good show and wouldn’t pass up a little fun at the expense of the unknowing. 

Get creative with your wishes! They can be silly like a brand new sports car to something heartfelt like the return of a loved one. Others could wish for something a little more sinister. The only way to reverse a wish would be to wait until the clock strikes midnight or someone utters his name. 

The world is your oyster! Please make sure to send those desires in the events channel on discord and tag one of the admins. We want to be able to keep track of what mayhem will ensue! 

                                             Please review the rules below:

The event will begin on January 1st at 12am EST and will end on January 6th.

You are required to have three different threads running with three different muns.

Not every character has a plot-specific role in this portion of the event but this doesn’t mean you can’t participate! We want all of you to interpret and interact with the information presented.

This event is a mini event! This being said you can continue your old threads but please try to keep your event threads at the forefront. Tag your paras accordingly: ccffuturenostalgia

Any big plots or plans that occur should be discussed with the admins.

If you choose not to participate in the event, please just shoot the main a message.

[barryfrackinallen]

~ Barry walked into the restaurant, utterly underdressed for the occasion. A blind date with a friend of a friend. He tried again and again to test the dating pool of Central City, but in reality, he only had eyes for one. Though, while she was dating her father’s partner, she set him up on a date. While he wasn’t interested in anything long-term, it didn’t hurt to try, right?

His eyes caught the woman he was going out with after a quick glance through the dining room, and he walked swiftly over to her, narrowly avoiding a passing waiter with a tray full of food. 

“-heh. Wow, that was close. Hi. I’m Barry.”

@auroraxjett​  ||  fever dreamin’ ~

[thekingofconundrums]

It was hard to describe what happened after the words left his lips. It was like the world stopped, but at the same time continued on. Edward sat up abruptly, finding himself breathing fast, but couldn’t place why. He’d sit there for a few seconds, blinking around at his surroundings. 

Hadn’t he just been in... hmm. The dingy hotel felt alien to him for a fleeting moment and then it passed, and he finally rose from his chair.  Something drew him to the hotel door and he went there, opening it slowly, cautiously. Gotham City lay beyond, and even from here he could hear the screams and chaos. It never stopped, that noise, not even during the daylight hours, the curse of being this close to the Joker’s territory. 

Edward frowned, looking across the dingy skyline, and feeling somewhat grateful to be on Cobblepot’s side of things. Sure, the living expenses were drastically higher, but so was your rate of survival. 

He finally stepped outside, fueled by an unknown desire to explore, explore the Gotham City that had fallen to those that had exploited her the best, and had never recovered.

[redrobinxdrake]

“Where the hell am I?” Tim muttered as he sprinted out of the grandiose lobby of a home that he didn’t recognize. A small man in a neatly tailored black suit and white gloves chased behind him. “I’ve got an IQ of 190 and little to lose old man. Get away from me!” 

[eyesonthesky]

@thekingofconundrums​  ||  C L O S E D.

"Nygma,” Mark groaned, shaking his head. As he entered one door, his brother, Clyde, stood at the other door, cornering the Gothamite in the middle. “Here’s what’s going to happen. We’ll have mercy and allow you this one if you don’t rat us out to Cobblepot or Joker on the heist we’re going to pull later tonight.” He crossed his arms, closing the distance between himself and Edward. “Or, if we’re going to have a problem, my brother and I are happy to take out the trash.”

[thexsuperxboy]

The Reveal

“I-I think there’s something wrong with me.”

[speedyxthea]

Thea knew that she had to face her brother sooner or later, she couldn’t hide from him forever and more importantly, she didn’t want to. Oliver was such a big part of her life and she couldn’t imagine him not being in it. Yes, he’d get mad and maybe he’d cast her away, but Thea valued honesty more than anything and she wanted to be straight with her older sibling. Still, she felt anxious, hands trembling as she reached out to open the front door to his home. The brunette still had a key to her brother’s place, which he might just want back after she’d confess to him what she’d been doing these past months. She was cautious as she inched into the house, almost like she was afraid to enter, like this was a foreign space to her - yet she’d been here so many times before. Spotting Oliver across the room, she simply bit down on her lower lip before deciding to make her presence known to him. Green eyes grew more sad as they momentarily lowered, her mind being overwhelmed with thoughts of potentially losing another family member. “Hi, Ollie...”

( @themanbeneaththehood​​ )