#feel free to hmu for plots & connections

[diwatafms]

LOCATION: atlas tap house FOR: everyone @helltownhqstarters

it was a thursday night, diwata knew they've got things to take care of tomorrow but they aren't needed until the early evening. so she was by the bar, nursing her....third? fourth? mug of bavarian lager. she would do the drinking at home but she couldn't stand how quiet it gets sometimes, given she had been living by herself for the past couple of years now. she downs the rest of her drink and gestures the bartender for another when a familiar someone from distance catching their attention. “are you just gonna stand there for the whole time or are you going to join me?" diwata says without looking up, as she takes a sip of her drink.

[antoinettefms]

LOCATION: the jersey devil, hours after the chaos FOR: everyone @helltownhqstarters

"here, looks like you need it more than i do." there's really no solid news yet of what really had went down at the summer solstice, but it seemed enough for antoinette to conclude to herself that whatever may have happened, it was a sight nobody deserved to see. she knew that there was always something strange in this town, a place she grew up in, but as of late, the dancer knew it was more than just the feeling that engulfed this place. she moved close, cautiously to sit beside the other person. "anything i can do? keep the drinks coming, or something else? just tell me what you need, babe. i got you."

[cooperxjames]

Cooper had picked up a shift at Cowbells and he was enjoying the opportunity to watch people attempt to ride (and mostly fail) ride the mechanical bull. It was a fast paced night, but not super chaotic, and he was just enjoying a night that felt a little bit like home. He rolled his neck a bit, turning from the shelf behind the bar, and looking at whoever had sat at the bar.

"Hey," he smiled, grabbing a glass and sliding it in front of them. "How can I help you tonight?" he asked. "And, if you feel brave enough to give Millie a go and stay on, drinks are half off," he said, his lips quirking into a little grin.

( @bhqextras )

[beatriz-rivera]

Bake My Day | Open

Beatriz had been in Queens on a business trip that finished earlier than she had anticipated, so she was looking for something to pass the time. She had a sweet tooth like none other, so that's how she ended up at the bakery. She bit her lip and headed inside. She was a bit overwhelmed by all the choices, so she turned to the person behind her.

"Have you ever been here?" she asked her. "I have no idea what to get..." She chuckled softly, tucking her hair back behind her ear, toying with the ends of it, a nervous habit she'd picked up.

( @bhqextras )

[saniatavaldez]

LOCATION OPEN ➟ OPEN (5/4)

It was hard to believe that just last week, Saniata was on a yacht cruising the Mediterranean, and now she was in a small town in the middle of nowhere with strangers and no yacht. She couldn't hide the disappointment on her face. "Oh God - why did I come here?" She moaned under her breath. This was all Carter's fault.

[maikabishop]

open starter – capping at four (4/4) location: roadside at mid-day

"Goddammit." It was just Maika's luck to get a flat tire on their way to work. Especially on what felt like the hottest day of the year. After getting off the phone with roadside assistance and receiving a minimum wait time of one hour, they sent off a quick text to their boss before admitting defeat and slumping against the side of the jeep. Ever since returning to Briar Ridge, nothing had gone quite as planned and a nail in their tire was truly the cherry on top.

[sunset-fms]

LOCATION: summer solstice FOR: everyone @helltownhqstarters

"i apologize, my eyes were on the ground the entire time i--" sunset stops herself from eventually ending on a yap-fest in front of the person she accidentally just bumped into, hoping she hasn't spilled their food or drink, if they were holding any. the blonde tends to wander, not just in her head from time to time. she had been taking everything in around her, her surroundings, the music, the feeling of freedom, she wasn't used to it very much, still. "i'll, i'll get you whatever i've knocked out of your hands." sunset finally takes the moment to look at the other.

[dewyjuli]

Status: open to all ! Location: The Beach Time: Midday

One hand held a cigarette, dangling at her side while the other held one of the latest cell phones on the market. The phone was held up as high up as her arm could reach, desperately trying to find any kind of signal to no avail. After taking so many pictures on such a nice day out by the water and having absolutely no way of sharing them online, it was one of the most tragic things about being sent here and it was getting more and more frustrating as the days passed.

"This is ridiculous!" Juliana groaned as her extended arm dropped down back to her side in defeat. "Seriously, how does anyone survive out here like this?"

[leylayilmz]

LOCATION: The streets of Briar Ridge, near Everything Goes WHEN: One weekday morning FOR: Anyone (but capping at 4 too)

If you knew Leyla, you knew driving a car wasn't exactly her forte.. let alone parallel parking. In fact, she was probably a hazard to the streets of Briar Ridge and yet somehow still held a license. Either way, it wasn't often that she was seen driving about the place but, today was pick up deliveries from the supplier day because all delivery trucks had been booked out. Upon her return, she figured there would be plenty of street parking, as per usual. Except on this one particular morning there was only one spot left. One spot wide enough that she wouldn't make an absolute fool of herself attempting to parallel park. "Okay, here we go.." just as she was about to pull in, the person in front of her reversed into the spot on such a whim, she felt like she had whiplash. Had she dreamt the spot existed? How did they do that so quickly? "What in the.." Mouth completely ajar, Leyla couldn't believe her own eyes. The space she had clearly put her blinker on for had been stolen from her.

After a solid minute of processing what had just happened, she pulls up beside the car only for the windows to be so dark, she couldn't see them. Feeling a swarm of rage infiltrate her very bones — road rage was already an issue for her — she decides to pull into the shared driveway nearby Everything Goes. She wouldn't be able to park there for much longer than ten minutes, if she was lucky. But it would have to do since fate would have it that she not only had to pick up her deliveries herself, but some 'asshole' had to steal her spot on a day where there was miraculously no parking in Briar Ridge. "I cannot fucking believe it. —Hey, you!" she calls out, practically hanging out the window in an attempt to spot the thief as they exited their car. "That was my spot, in case you were wondering!"

[borawinters]

for: @aurorabaystarter

where: anywhere!

"--And that's when I said, for the fifth time mind you, I won't be putting a stripper pole inside of Oasis let alone beside the dancefloor because it's not that kind of joint. I can't be clearer, but she said she's going to start a twitter hashtag for it anyway. What would you do if you were me?"

[danaxallenlopez]

starter for @easthavenstarters (capping at 2)

location: patty's cafe

"So tell me," she blew on the coffee to cool it down before taking a sip and finishing her thoughts. "what is something that is normal, but comes really strange when you do it repeatedly?" Dana did not have a basis for her question, other than curiosity and a need for conversation at the cafe. She set the coffee down, grabbing a croissant in front of her, "and please, help yourself, you know I'm always happy to share."

[bcnfire]

open to: anyone

location: the inkpot

These days, it felt as though very little in her life made sense. Admittedly, the freedom was nice - but was it enough to make up for everything else? Rapunzel wasn't entirely convinced that it was. Every day she seemed to ask herself the same questions; why was she here, how did she get here, where were the people she knew? Each, of course, remained unanswered, but she was trying to make the most of it. Making the most of it, in this context, had resulted in her picking up a job in a local tattoo shop - something else that was completely new, but it was working out well so far. It was where she found herself that afternoon, sitting behind the counter, sketchbook open in her lap as she focused on drawing - only pulled away when the door opened. When the bell over the door rang, she pushed her sketchpad aside, getting to her feet behind the reception counter with a small smile, "Hi, can I help you?"

[mackmontgomerys]

open

where: anywhere!

@fairfordstarters

“I wish I was shitting you,” Mack says, his index finger running along his tattooed forearm where there was no space for anymore inkings, hoping that they could use their imagination for what he was trying to explain from his last shift, “They got it done right here, just about the wrist. Their partner’s bitemark impression tattooed for life. I’ve inked a lot of crazy shit, but that one was new even for me.” 

[deandrethompsonjr]

dj 📲 open.

dj: not to sound like a tourist but recs for fun shit to do here on a friday night before i literally fade away before your very eyes like a thrill starved tinkerbell thanks

[goldhymn]

╰ * open starter ┊ @revolutionstart .

it  should  have  been  a  weekend  like  any  other.  should  have  being the  key,  here  —  but  when  silas  had  awoken  this  morning  to  a  very  demanding  feline  perched  on  his  chest,  noisily  demanding  breakfast  yet  disinterestedly  sniffing  at  what  was  later  placed  in  front  of  her,  he  knew  he  had  to  stop  by  the  pet  supply  store.  it  was  time  to  buy  treasure  that  one  brand,  again;  the  one  she  heavily  favours  for  a  few  days  and  then  won’t  deign  to  touch  anymore until months  down  the  line.

and  so,  dressed  in  a  baggy  sweater  with  hair  tousled  and  the  sleep  only  half-rubbed  out  of  his  eyes,  silas realises shopping  is  to be his  first  point  of  order,  this  morning.

he’s  hovering  near  the  shelves  by  the  storefront  when  something  catches  his  attention:  a  familiar  face  on  the  street  outside,  looking  over  just  in  time  for  his  eyes  to  meet  theirs  across  the  glass.  wordlessly,  he  raises  a  hand,  offering  a  small,  clumsy  wave  and  a  polite  smile  that  errs  on  the  side  of  a  grimace.  silas  has  an  image  he  likes  to  project  at  work,  and  looking  dishevelled  while  fussing  over  whether  to  buy  cans  of  tuna  whitemeat  with  or  without  chicken  for his cat was  a  far  cry  from  it.

[luckyswilliams]

where: philadelphia museum of art

for: @philly-starters / anyone!

With his hands clasped behind his back, Lucky peered at the painting on display before him with innate interest. He had been told he needed to see the Matisse exhibition before it's conclusion, but now he was there he wasn't altogether sure what he was supposed to be seeing.

"Do you get it?" He asked the person beside him after a few more seconds had passed, voice low as if he didn't want to admit that it was going directly over his head.