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open starter @fairfordstarters location: thadd and tyson's apartment (thalloween)
"Okay, since we're already microdosing the Halloween spirit out here, what's your most irrational fear? I'll go first -- I don't trust birds."
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location: singles mixer @ supernova who: open to all
Isabelle was nervous as all get out. This was her first big outing since she moved to Fairford and it was much needed but she also didn't know what to expect. She definitely had to truly get to know more people other than her boss and roomie, so this felt like the perfect opportunity but boy was she shaking in her proverbial boots. Walking over to the bar, she grabbed a Sparkling Pink Mimosa and took a slow sip, savoring it as she turned to look around at the sea of people.
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Who: Open for anyone
Where: Sunrise Diner
After picking up an extra shift for one of her co-workers, Phoebe was beginning to regret it. Not only had there been a constant rush of people flowing in, but she had already broken down into tears thanks to some asshole who yelled at her for forgetting to get him the refill he asked for. On top of that, he barely even left her a tip. She managed to sneak off into the back to let her emotions out and calm down. It wasn’t until a co-worker notified her a new table had been seated in her section that she wiped her tear stained cheeks and bravely strutted back out into the dining room. “What can I get you guys started with?” She asked, trying her best to put on a fake smile.
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Open: to all.
Location: Local Diner
“Thanks for meeting me here.” He sipped his coffee.” So I’ve been kinda lonesome and wanted a puppy, So I was wondering if you’d help me find one?” He asked the other, Sitting across from him. “Ya know, Puppy hunting.”
@fairfordstarters
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for: anyone where: anywhere
“How much coffee is really in one of these?” Emerson hummed, lifting the iced coffee and eyeing it. Sure, it was winter, but sometimes an iced coffee was the way to go, and Emerson may or may not have been on her third one of the day. And she was hoping she wasn’t going to suffer from a caffeine crash later on. The redhead wasn’t a coffee addict by any means, and didn’t rely on caffeine to get through the day or anything, but sipping on something was maybe a bad habit of hers.
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record store findings!
where: main street records
with who: anyone
Currently, Olivia was between the aisles at Main Street Records, unsure of which section she was in specifically. It didn't matter, though, she was here to discover new artists and to take a look around their selection of CD's and vinyls. She bopped her head to the song that was playing over the speakers, losing herself in the lyrics and melody. She loved that about record stores, always consisting of little-known, incredible music. The current song made her feel like she was being transported somewhere else in the most incredible way, it felt like a comfortable warmth seeped through her veins. With a contented sigh, she spoke, loud enough for anyone near her to hear her, "what's this song? It's quite good."
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open starter at a coffee shop downtown
"Here," says Mal, pushing one of her two drinks into the hand of the first person she comes across. "I don't like these stupid peppermint holiday drinks, you have it." Hearing suddenly behind her the voice of the customer whose coffees she'd probably just taken, and who is now questioning one of the baristas, she adds, "You might wanna make sure that name on there is covered, though. You're welcome. Merry Christmas or happy holidays or whatever."
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WHERE: Downtown
WITH: Anyone
WHEN: November 4th, 2022
Athena would’ve been sat in her regular corner of the café, which she is a frequent patron of. An avid space that is one of her favourite locations to visit — having found the atmosphere and environment conducive to get her work done in. Ever since she moved to Fairford, the young lawyer has managed to make the town’s best kept secret into her most preferred safe haven for when she needed the refuge of the haunt away from the bustling rowdyness of her fellow peere, which made the shared office bullpen space at the firm impossible to find any peaceful quiet in order for her to concentrate to achieve the desired productivity she required to conquer all of the piles of training workloads flawlessly with perfection, even despite the less than conducive noises produced by the activities of the pain in her neck colleagues.
Plus, it definitely didn’t hurt as an added benefit that the baristas working there were all very good eye-candy that weren’t bad on hurting the eyes, if she may provide her brutally honest opinion, but would never be caught dead giving an admission verbally as a confession. The lawyer was drowning knee-deep in the fine-print details of a case from one of the firm’s most important and highly respected, valued clients, which just meant that she could not afford anything breaking her attention and causing her to screw up her fine-tooth combing endeavours after somehow managing to acquire the opportunity to e an assist on the case if she wanted to still have any sort of future in the legal industry after this case is said and over with when they succeeded in putting it to bed. Finally managing to look up from her laptop after having been hunched over it to the extent that a knot formed in her neck from the sheer tension, she straightened her posture and took a large gulp of her now lukewarm cup of liquid gold in the form of a double-shot espresso mocha. Seeing someone new enter from her desk, she greeted politely with a highly clear eloquence confidently. ❝ I recommend their lattes, if you’re here for a caffeine boost. ❞
#fairfordstarter#* . . . iii. ATHENA AUBERT-LAVAUX — intrctns ➳ ❝ lethally confident badass. her only WEAKNESS is that her heart knows no bounds. ❞#* . . . x. VERSE — fairford rp ➳ ❝ she will fight for those using her fierce heart of gold with a quiet STRENGTH in kindness. ❞#* . . . xix. all replies — ❝ written in these walls are the STORIES that I can’t explain. ❞
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This was first event for Desislava in Fairford and first after her wedding or better say elope. She still couldn’t believe she was away from New York. It was not like she hadn’t been away before, but it was first time like she was away permanently and the New Year Eve’s event was a good place to meet new people. “Believe me, this is one of the best I have ever tried. And I have had a lot.” she said to the person next to her pointing her glass with eggnog.
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who: open to all location: Bookmarked
The more Isabelle got acquainted with her new surroundings, the more confident she felt in venturing out into the world and today was no different as she walked into the bookstore. In her downtime, she was a bit of a reader, and she had just finished We Were Liars and needed something new to sink her teeth into. Inhaling the faint vanilla scent from the books, she let out a deep sigh as she found her way to the fiction section. She was a romance, mystery, sci-fi kind of girl, though she didn't mind the occasional celebrity biography as well. Studying the selection, she pulled out what looked to be promising, Genuine Fraud.
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open starter for everyone
where: Supernova at the Single's Mixer
There was nothing like a red dress and some heels to make a girl feel confident. Phoebe strutted through the doors of Supernova with one main goal in mind, which was to dance the night away. After a quick stop at the bar to order a drink special, the blonde shimmied her way through the crowd and toward the dance floor. She found a small opening that allowed her enough space to dance on her own. She got lost in the music, so much so that she didn't notice the person who filled the space next to her. The drink in Phoebe's hand splashed over the rim of the glass as her hand collided with the person. "Shit, I'm so sorry!" Phoebe profusely apologized. "Please tell me it didn't get on you or ruin your outfit or anything."
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Location: Suburbs 🏘️ Status: open to all
Patrick didn't want to go out on such a night but he didn't exactly have a choice. It was rainy and windy out, enough to make him want to curl back up and stay on the couch where he'd been all day, much to his own annoyance, but the dogs had always been a constant help to keep him from doing just that and even though he cursed himself for not going on a longer walk with them earlier, he owed them one before the day was done entirely. They gave him some kind of routine after all. In a way, he owed them much more than he was able to give them right now but nonetheless, he tried to make it up to them any chance he got.
Maybe, just maybe he'd have to adjust his schedule a bit anyways - maybe he should stop with the late nights staying out and wandering around until he finally got home to get a taste of something that he could at least pretend felt like sleep. But just now, coming back to a house that still didn't really feel like home was hard and not exactly something he was looking forward to. It was easier to numb that feeling and drag his feet back through the front door - an unreasonable tab at the end of the week serving as a not so discreet reminder of the shame that came with paying it off.
He’d gotten up in a hurry, threw on whatever scarf and coat he could find and he shivered lightly when the cold air finally hit him, his two dogs trotting along as he tried to wrap himself up in his coat a little more, cursing under his breath at the realization that he’d forgotten to take his phone. He kept walking until he saw a figure from afar, his steps slowing in order not to startle them. “Excuse me!” Patrick called out as he patted down his pockets with a relieved sigh when he noticed that he’d remembered his keys at least. “I don’t want to be a bother but I was wondering if you know if the weather’s supposed to get any worse than this? I don’t have my phone on me.”
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OPEN STARTER
“Yo, pal, I need you to settle a debate for me,” he said, abandoning his post behind the counter as he settled in gracelessly beside the person he’d decided to corral into his argument. “Los Angeles, or New York? This kid on Twitter is all over my shit because I tweeted Cat Stevens lyrics last night – don’t come at me about it, the dispensary’s got a new supply and I underestimated the power of the right album in the wrong moment. And because he didn’t get it, I had to double down on saying New York is a shitty place, but I don’t know if it’s a shitty place, because the last time I was there was in 2007 and on a lot of drugs. And now the kid has backed me into a corner where I’m defending LA, like it’s not also shitty. I’m scraping the bottom of the barrel here,” he said, extending his phone to her to display his very well thought out ‘Less rats 🐀’ response in a now twelve-reply deep argument. An argument that Tallahassee was so wrapped up in that he didn’t even consider the consequences of inadvertently letting another person have free reign of his Twitter account. Like it mattered, his last dozen tweets were either song lyrics (not his), or pictures of sandwiches (definitely his). “I can’t let him win. I’ve spent too much time on this to let...” he squinted over at the phone, immediately pulling a face. “Parttimekumdumpster24 – Jesus Christ – win.”
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for: @fairfordstarters / anyone
where: choose ur own adventure during the summer block bash
"What would you say the best ride at Adventure Alley is? If you had to choose just the one."
#fairfordstart#open starter.#event: summer block bash.#feel free 2 take this anywhere / assume connects if we've not plotted yet 🫶🏼
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open starter for everyone @fairfordstarters
location: ink tattoo shop
Bella was fairly busy today but she preferred that way. There is nothing worse than being bored on job. She liked her job so much though. She always kind of knew what she wants to do once she get that opportunity.
She was sitting on the reception and doing some sketches. They were on her mind for a longer time now and she wanted to see how it is going to look on paper. She heard the bell but it didn’t stop her from sketching.
“Come on in, I’ll be with you in a minute.”
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open starter location : coral coast event : the summer block bash and music festival
This event was above everything Grey have seen so far. Not only because it was in his area, it was definitely outstanding. Opal Club, of course, was a part of it. Decoration was absolute spot on and his employees were very good as well. As everything was under control, he decide to go out to have some stroll around.
He went to the food stand, more specifically, ice-cream one. Grey decided he won't drink that much tonight, so one ice-cream couldn't to harm. As he was turning around, he almost bump into somebody. That is the least thing he needs right now. Fortunately, his ice-cream didn't end up on the floor, or even worse, on his clothes.
"I apologize. I guess it is too crowdy at the moment that I don't even look where am I going."
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