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Who: Open (7/7) capped When: Early Evening Where: Outside Cobblestone Cafe
It'd been a week (a week and a half now?) since being back in town —time showing its cruelty when a week back in his parent's house felt like only an hour and an eternity depending on the day. It'd been a while since he'd felt like this, a truly blank canvas. Supposed to be a recoup of sorts but where a week that would normally be a vacation was permanent. By day three when cracking open a comic was filled with a bizarre tightness in his chest, anxious an understatement. Today though, he left the perimeters of his parent's house in the burbs. An old crushed-up stack of flyers for music lessons with the ends frayed with his contact information he used to staple around Brooklyn in hand, Jake in the midst of stapling to a post for the hell of it, turning to the passerby, "Hey! Hey yeah, you dropped this..." Bending over to pluck the imaginary object to hand over one of his tabs, "You call within a week, first three sessions are free. And I'll tack on a holiday discount for the month of December."
#merrockstarter#feel free to assume connections#alsooo no need to match length just setting a scene :)
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For: @aurorabaystarter Where: Anywhere tbh
Ann had put everything aside since the funeral, she had taken a month off and now she just needed to remember how to function without her husband. There were several people she wanted to thank in town, and it started here, she really did have something for everyone for being so supportive. "Ah, finally, here you go, this is for you!" She said, handing over a wrapped present.
#aurorabay.starter#feel free to assume connections#Ann loves everyone#It's honestly probably a box of cookies#but they're for EVERYONE
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*open starter - luana. *location - utp.
“Do you ever wonder what people outside of Devil’s Junction think about what really goes on in this hellscape? You know, people who have never had a chance to cohabitate here, don’t know the city or its workings, and so forth...” Luana mused, aloud. “I would love to know what this all looks like to them. Probably the likings of an old ironic film from all the tales that have been spun over the years. Don’t you think?”
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Where: The beach party! Who: Open to anyone! ( @aurorabaystarter )
Sloane felt like she was on cloud nine, probably helped by the amount of cocktails she'd ingested over the last...hour? Still, it was time to break the seal and as the current song finished she extracted herself from the person she'd been dancing up against with a shout of "I need the bathroom" and stumbling off into the throngs of people who were still moving around each other. While on the hard flooring they'd put down to dance on she'd been able to dance in her heels easily, but as soon as she hit the sand at the edge everything went a little backwards. With a shriek she ended up in a heap right on the sand before dissolving into hysterical giggles coupled with a 'ouch' as she took hold of her ankle.
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who: open
where: the outlook — end of year exhibition
The Outlook’s end of year exhibition was not unlike the gallery events Lindsey had attended throughout the course of her life. It was, of course, not as glitzy or extravagant as some, and the art that adorned the walls would not sell for nearly as much as some of the pieces by more well known artists that were held at other galleries, but either of those things struck her as necessarily bad things. In fact, Lindsey was pleasantly surprised by just how thoroughly she seemed to be enjoying herself. “Has anything caught your eye,” she asked, attention locked on the piece before her. “I must admit, I am strongly considering adding this one to my personal collection.”
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Who: @aurorabaystarter Where: Luxe Crystal Shop
Kieran sucked in a soft sigh, his hands running over all the crystals in the display, something about being amongst them gave him the sense that he was in his own little magical space. Of course the magic that most people claimed crystals held were rubbish, however sometimes the crystals made him feel something that he couldn't deny felt magical.
Truth be told he was just looking for something as pretty as his late girlfriend and when the crystals shined back at him something about that kind of magic gave him something to look forward to. "Oh, sorry drifting away, I get so caught up in crystals sometimes. Need some help?"
#aurorabay.starter#feel free to assume connections#been here 4 years#kind of a hippy#loves the zaza#doesn't drink but will sub with non alcoholic versions#he just really likes crystals and zaza
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open @ prospect park ice skating rink; (5/5). @bfmstarters
there are so many layers of nostalgia to stand by the sidelines of this skating rink that it almost leaves her breathless, the rosy hue of the cold air of the ice complimenting her cheeks well. this was the stage to some of her childhood skating, between shrieking and poise learned for the job; it is also the magical spot that she yearns to be at, just for fun, but she can not exert herself at. thus, the sidelines.
regardless, it was only fair she brought in her troupe of children to skate their hearts away when she could not. so she watched, bringing her eyes away just a moment to notice the arrival of another. "they are renting skates in a little office down there." she notes.
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"Someone please erase all of my social media history for me." Ducky pleased. "I think I might be dyslexic because I found an adorable lost golden retriever whose thankfully had a nametag, so I began posting about him online. Didn't really get any responses, so I thought maybe I got some info wrong...I was posting about a dog named cameltoe for two hours, his name is camelot." @palmviewstarters
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Who: Open Where: Outside anywhere What: During the Zombie Walk
cj's zombie lewk "Hey! Ten. That's a motherfucking ten out of ten get up. It's an eleven! Danced for your life. All the judges turned their chair. You're goin' to LA...don't let anyone tell you otherwise, aight. Alright. Alright, alright, alright."
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"Huh.."
Llewellyn's hand braced on a tree trunk and he stood with his head bowed for several moments, trying to shake off the strange sense of fogginess and light-headedness. And his stomach churned... It was the type of sensation that occurred with a sudden unexpected drop. A mist eased throughout the surrounding area and there was a certain smell that couldn't be placed- earthy, for sure, but also weirdly enough, something more pungent. Why did his limbs all feel so heavy and achy? Why was he so tired? The man couldn't really recall what he'd been doing moments before, or where he was even at...
And he certainly had no clue that a faerie portal had just shaved ten years off his life. Ten years taken away with family and friends.
At some point, the tall gentleman began to walk. He wasn't sure how long or what direction, but somehow, Llew managed to wander within the town limits. "Welcome to Greywood.." he murmured to himself with a faintly bemused expression across features newly aged a decade. There was something familiar about this place, too, but that brain fog persisted. He couldn't shake that something was off and yet, there didn't seem to be anything out of place, either. It all looked normal enough. "Excuse me," Llewellyn politely reached for a passerby to stop them, "do you have any water?" He offered an apologetic and uncertain smile. "I'm sorry, I just- I could really use some water.." Boy, could he! Felt like he hadn't had anything to drink in days.
#greywoodstarter#tw amnesia#tw memory loss#feel free to assume connections#he's been a missing person for the last 10 yrs#you can also reach out for any questions or plots??#just wanted to get this out while i had the time & muse#ok bye ty
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Where: south point beach @ivycovestarters
Izzy had set up a small collection of sea glass on the edge of a small scrap piece of cloth. She had been spending most of her free time not working toward her doctorate out here. The beaches of Ivy Cove had become her little escapes when she felt like she was spiraling out within her program. She was shifting through what was actual sea glass and what was debris from the various parties that often littered these shores. "Quite beautiful aren't they?" She asked honestly glancing toward the other. "I was thinking about making myself a necklace out of this one, perhaps it will bring some level of good luck my way."
#I'm pure at heart. It repels the dirt | isabelle speaks#feel free to assume connections#ivycoveopen
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there was a show. then there was a party. and today is his birthday. leon goes out again. he deserves it, doesn't he? "and you say they have pole-dancing there?" he asks after setting the empty bottle of beer on the bar counter.
@palmviewstarters
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OPEN, NEAR NIGHTSHADE PARK
POP! "Shit," the curse came as Neylani grabbed the wheel more fiercely, as the SUV suddenly bounced and jostled, the unmistakable of wheel axle against pavement loud. Carefully, she steered the vehicle safely off to the side of the road.
Of course this would happen in the dead of fucking night. Near Nightshade Park, of all places. With a strange, dense fog making visibility difficult.
Ever since the demons -- seemingly -- had been chased back to that sinkhole that closed in on itself, this weird fog had rolled in and persisted. It was far, far worse at night. And it made the place smell wet, which was at least a damned sight better than that disgusting rotten eggs they dealt with for weeks.
With a sigh, she climbed down from the truck. This was supposed to be her day off and yet, she had agreed to check on a noise disturbance because it was a family she knew personally. It wasn't anything serious-- she hadn't even gone in uniform. Now, here she was, stuck out there with a flat tire. Her wolf senses though, were naturally on high alert as she rounded to the back of the SUV. Neylani's hands paused on the spare tire hanging off the back, her brows drawing together in concern as she peered over at where she thought she heard something. That damn fog, though, made it so she couldn't see who or what it was.
"Anyone there?" A hand dropped to her pocket, to cover over a container of mace. Her pistol was in the console. She wasn't about to become some unfortunate victim featured on the next Dateline.
#ravenspeakstart#ravenspeakstarter#open#neylani#;; life is a maze and love is a riddle i'm so scared but i don't show it 🛪#feel free to assume connections#feel free to attack her too if ya want muahahahaa
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OPEN to anyone Location: Outdoor gym area @daylightstarters
It was so early in the morning that it shocked Freddie when he heard someone else approaching the outdoor gym area of camp that he usually made his home. He had been working out in just his underwear due to the heat and the sweat but at the sudden company he sat up, "Sorry dude, lemme grab my clothes, didn't realise I'd have company"
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Location: Envy Status: Open @thefallstart
Griffin shook his head as the other approached, "Whatever dumb drunk shit you are about to suggest, count me out. I am not spending the night in lock-up with my baby girl at home." He said as he nursed his tequila. "Can you believe this?" He muttered, jokingly, to the person on his other side.
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Who: Ellie and CLOSED (3/3)
Where: Jolly Street Diner
When: July 2024
Ellie had been spending the late evening cooped up inside police station doing paperwork well after her shift ended. In desperate need of a meal before heading home, she stopped by the diner. She was craving some typical diner food and after pulling into a spot, she took a moment before heading inside. Sending her fiance a quick text not to wait up for her, she then exited her car and ascended the steps inside. Sliding into a booth, she ordered a burger, and waited. It wasn't crowded but there were still some patrons eating, the lights bright and the ambience nice. "Shit, um excuse me," she said turning to the booth behind her, "do you happen to have any ketchup? Mine seems to have run out." She asked after grabbing the bottle to put on her plate which had just arrived.
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