#come one come all [ open starter ]

[lethalityandlustmoved]

“Okay, who fucking stole my bagel, because you are going down. You are fucked. I haven’t had a kill in weeks and I will put bullets through your skull. Nobody fucks with me and my food on my day off.”

[celeronandco]

He didn’t much care for Halloween, mainly cause people would always come up to him and poke at his horns thinking they were part of some kind of costume. So he opted to just meditate underneath a tree. It was quite relaxing, and he may or may not have some birds nestled on his legs.

OPEN STARTER: PITAH

(art done by @theannoyedskittle)

[owenstark]

| open starter | | setting :: during the coronation in the feast hall of king's landing | | summary :: during a night of feasting, as the evening drags on the king in the north is still in the great hall watching the drunken crowds, listening to the southron music |

The King didn't sleep much, it was his greatest issue it would seem. An inability to get rest, to feel a relaxation that allowed him to settle. He didn't want to sleep. Owen Stark always hated having nightmares and something about having them in another realm unsettled him. He would drink his dreamless drought, if a man had access to such thinks he would be a fool to not drink them. Still, the taste was awful and the drink was potent. Some nights he preferred to down black beer or the spiced rum that overflowed around the reddish keep. With an empty cup and dried sourleaf, rolled and sparked added the same feeling one got from chewing it.

He watched her, nameless face across the crowd of those who lingered in this great "celebration" and he wondered who she was, if he knew her or if he could. No, no, he was a married man. A King. A Stark. Why his father went on constantly about their bastard uncle, some dead Snow. Still, he is a King. King in the North. A hero of Winter, a man with a wolf's appetite.

"What is it?" He didn't look to his right, he didn't know who stood there and sought his attention. Owen didn't want to be king right now and unless it was an emergency he would much prefer to weigh out choices and whether they would be bad for him or not.

[red-man-of-mustache]

ℳ ➙

[radicheart-a]

He just sips from his coffee mug -- the one with a mustache on the bottom that's revealed whenever he lifts it.

[sunoflegend]

general tag dump since i lost the old one !

[dangerous-realms]

Zaishvaer was missing, well not really missing. Her half sister Lunlirrok knew exactly where her failure of an Evoline sister is, in the four gallon bucked containing some voidial black substance in which she was shaking.

"What is it mortal?"

The embodiment of perfection asks the one who's approached her, she stands at around 7'4. However, she doesn't cease the shaking of the sealed bucket of black goop.

[diresang]

            ⋆｡ ﾟ☁︎｡ ⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡ 𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙧 ✦․⁺ 

husk is smiling as angel came down the hotel stairs, setting his bottle down on the counter as he approached the bar. his tail is flicking excitedly, like he's been there waiting for him the entire time.

            ❝ hey, legs. got somethin' for ya'. ❞ husk spoke, and a cocktail shaker is summoned into his hand━ into it vodka, peach schnapps and grapefruit juice. poured into a pink-tinted martini glass, garnished with a toothpick skewer of maraschino cherries.

            ❝ pozione d'amore. ❞ husk presented it with a prideful grin, and while he waited for angel to take a sip of the drink, he pulled a pink gift bag from under the bar to set down in front of him as well.

            ❝ couldn't do much, but happy birthday, angel. ❞

[hcllishdreamer]

tags.

[alastors-radioshow]

~Like/comment on this post for a verbal starter~

Starters will vary depending on if my muse knows yours, or not.

[staticgcne]

tags.

[helluvahotpot]

Heavy metal music played in the background as he sang and, headbanged along

"Nipple juice on my asshole...!"

[uppermoonkoku]

Open Starter

Sitting in the middle of the garden of the Butterfly Estate, Ko has a book nestled in his lap. But, the demon isn't reading.

Well, to be more correct, he could turn the page.

A small group of seven butterflies had landed on the pages as he was reading. Knowing how delicate the small creatures are, Ko is hesitant to turn the page of his book.

"I didn't know I was a butterfly magnet."

A huff leaves the demon's nose as he wonders how he had gotten himself into a situation like so.

Normally creatures of any kind tend to stay away from him.

[lethalityandlustmoved]

“Hey, who threw that knife?”

[famefckrmoved]

jenny    hated    babysitting    on    fear    street.    she    believed    the    rumors    and    the    scary    stories    that    all    emanated    from    this    very    street,    and    though    she    was    quite    a    few    houses    down    from    the    old,    burned    down    fear    mansion,    she    hated    knowing    that    it    was    just    seven    lots    down    at    the    end    of    the    cul-de-sac.    ❝    i    don't    think    you    know    how    thankful    i    am    that    you    agreed    to    hang    out    with    me    while    i    babysit    tommy.    this    street    is    creepy.    ❞

jenny jeffers starter open to mutuals!

[radicheart-a]

"I don't want to be the bigger person! I want to punch them in the face!"