#happieststarters

[jxmhawkins]

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Jim looked up at the the person sitting in the booth from where he knelt on the floor. Below him were thick pieces of glass from what had formerly been a cafe mug. The floor was now covered with something sticky as well- coffee, tea, hot cocoa, it was all the same. He carefully worked at cleaning up the scene.

"Don't worry about it, people break these things all the time." Jim said, his voice chill. "....actually it doesn't really happen that often, but this isn't the first time and it won't be the last."

[sabrinaogawa]

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Sabrina had been on a mission this morning. One of Benak's new "Wildlife Days" at the reserve was coming up. They had been wonderful educational initiatives to help teach people about animals and the environment. Local reserves, rescues, and accredited zoos had agreed to allow him and Sabrina to temporarily handle animals for a day or two at a time as ambassadors for their lessons. Arista had even gotten them all set up to start streaming them, a prospect that had Sabrina practically skipping with excitement.

As the mayor's assistant, Minnie had given Sabrina permission to post some fliers around town to help gather interest, and so there Sabrina was, attempting to fix one to an outdoor bulletin board when a breeze picked up the pile of papers she had put down, and scattered them across the ground.

"Oh!" Sabrina yelled. "Would you mind helping me grab these?"

[aristaneptune]

As Autumn was settling in, the mid day air was warm yet accented with a delightful breeze. It was gentle and cool, crisp enough to feel like a welcome partner to the warm sun. Arista sat on a blanket on top of the grass at the park. The leaves had started changing, and slowly were beginning to fall. Her ferrets laid in a soft bedded carrier beside her. It was left open, as their little harnesses connected them to long, brightly colored leashes Arista has looped gentle around her wrist. "Free Tarot Readings"- read a sign she placed before her blanket. Arista had made sure to make the writing large, using beautifully blended markers, and plenty of glitter.

She shuffled her deck before her, and waited for anyone to stop by.

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[krxnk-cabrera]

Kronk had never felt this much pressure before in his life. The career he once knew was now a thing of the past, there was just a new group of Squirrel Scouts created that he was in charge of, and now he couldn't get this darn recipe right! This was what he was supposed to be good at! He'd hoped that he might be able to get a new job in the restaurant business, but he really needed to come up with something that would paint a clear picture of his capabilities. How was he supposed to convince anyone he had what it took to be a wizard in the kitchen when he was failing so miserably at this stupid Flambé?!

"Oh come on... that was my third try..." Kronk sighed. He took his oven mitts off and let out a sigh, one hand on his hip and the other scratching his head. "Am I missing something? An ingredient? A temperature change? Anything! I just don't know..."

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[minniemyshkin]

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Minnie had been in her own little world walking back to work. She had her first pumpkin spice latte of the season in her hands, a delightful little pastry in her purse, and one of her favorite, most fashionable outfits. She felt her mind wandering to all these stories she could tell, and in particular had started narrating her own life in her head, as if she was the main character in some quirky tv series or indie movie. She was so caught up in her day dream she had almost missed someone gesturing at her.

"Oh! Hello, hi!" Minnie said, "What can I help you with? Do you need me to ask the Mayor about something?"

[figarofabbri]

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The fall air was crisp. It was perhaps an hour or two before sundown, and Fig was enjoying the fresh air. Autumn was her favorite time of the year: field hockey season.

She was practicing in the park this evening. The field at the university was taken with other sports teams. Fig was nothing if not a committed athlete, so there she was, practicing her technique and hockey strokes. Every thing had been going well until-

"Jesus Christ I am so sorry," Fig said as the solid, heavy ball just missed someone's face. "Woulda been a nasty ER trip, My B."

[magnificentmyra]

Myra was frowning over her martini glass as her eyes scanned the room. Everyone was here-- even Mr Borovosky, which she wasn't sure how to gauge. Yet, there was no sign of Ms Lorelai Hart. If Myra had known this was optional, she wouldn't have bothered. She scanned the room again, sure she'd caught glimpse of Mirage (and hoping to catch another) but alas. "These better be some fireworks."

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[ellasweetfontaine]

“I could really use a hug right now.” Ella Fontaine whispered the words to herself as the wind howled outside her window, rattling the old panes of glass. The storm had come out of nowhere, much like the chaos in her life recently. She pulled the sleeves of her oversized sweater over her hands, trying to ward off the chill creeping through her bones, but it wasn’t the cold that made her shiver.

It was the weight of everything.

Her heart felt heavier than the storm clouds overhead, weighed down by secrets she never meant to carry, promises she couldn’t keep. she glanced at a photo on the mantle, one of her stepsisters hugging their mother. How long had it been since they last spoke?

With a shaky breath, Ella curled up in the corner of the couch, wishing more than anything that someone—anyone—was there to tell her it was going to be okay. But the room remained silent, save for the wind.

It was time she faced the storm. So she went outside. The wind was strong, and a part of her knew she shouldn't be out here, but as strong as the wind was so were the thoughts raging in her head and with the storm she actually felt like she could breathe again. It was then when she noticed a figure. "You should head back!" she yelled barely noticable due to the wind.

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[henrikhera]

where: henrik's place who: open

henrik slowly made his way over to his sofa and carefully lowered himself to take a seat. he let out a huff of a breath, still feeling the effects from his time in hospital. "it's fine...i'm okay" he answered when he saw the concerned look from the person across from him "it's taking longer than usual thanks to my heat condition. the doctors said i'll be good in no time"

[charlxttelabouff]

charlotte was enjoying socialising with people at evangeline's opening. it was nice to catch up with people that she hadn't spoken to in a while, plus she was feeling extra great thanks to the dress she was wearing, points to her seamstress for the perfect fit. gliding through the crows, she said her hellos in passing and settled for stepping outside for some air.

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[honeymxren]

Honeymaren was always one to support local businesses, so when she heard about the Grand Opening of Evangeline's, of course, she had to be there. The outside of the building was enough to make a jaw drop, so the inside must have been even better. "Wow... I have to admit, I'm a little nervous to go in," she chuckled, as she walked up to the place and saw so many people waiting to get in.

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[jxmhawkins]

Believe it not, the library had always been one of Jim Hawkins favorite places. When he was a child his mother could never afford to buy books as fast as Jim could read them, and his father--well his father hadn't spoken to him in years. The library, however, had an endless supply, and despite Jim's bad reputation as a child, they always granted his requests for more pirate and sailor books, both fiction and non fiction. Now that he was an adult, it was only fair that he return that kindness.

Jim sat before a small carpet with a group of young, mostly elementary school age children.

"And that was how they became captain of the ship, and a one day queen of all of the pirates. The end." The children cheered. Jim put the book down on the chair he had been sitting on, and turned to the kids. "Now, who is ready to make paper pirate hats??" The children eagerly ran to the table. It was then that Jim turned to the library patron who was about to pass him by.

"What about you?" Jim asked, "Want to make a paper pirate hat?"

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[sabrinaogawa]

Sabrina Ogawa had a very, most certainly unique bad habit:

She had no problem just walking up to total strangers, regardless of how disinterested they looked, and ask them questions or try to start a conversation as bluntly as possible.

A person standing alone, slightly within the alley way, face clearly deep in thought-this all should scream to Sabrina that this person was intentionally alone, for whatever reason. This did not stop Sabrina, who was now invested in finding out why. Maybe she could make them laugh! Or maybe they needed help with something! Or maybe---Sabrina was right at the entry to alley, nearly leaning against the corner of the building.

"Be careful not to stand under any icicles! That can be dangerous!" Sabrina warned. "What's got you standing out here with all this wind?"

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[aristaneptune]

What's Your Sign?

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Arista was confident. So confident, that she held her head up high boldly. She did not need to see anyone's face in order to identify them. She could even, she bet, do this with her eyes closed. She just needed to know one piece of info and she was sure she could guess.

"What's your star chart? Not just your sun sign, but your moon and rising too." Arista asked. "This is like, a super important question. Like, seriously important."

[beaumont-ague]

Toulouse had been feeling like he'd spent too much time indoors lately. His creative inclination was lacking muse, and his body was lacking vitamin d. What better way to clear the mind, get inspiration and heal the body than spend a little time outside? Normally, he might just go for a jog, or skateboard around for a bit, but he was feeling more restless than usual. He needed to let some energy out, but in a way that would distract his whole body, not just his legs.

He grabbed a basketball from his room and headed out to the park. Toulouse was fine with the idea he might just end up playing by himself, though he hoped maybe there would be some others lingering around who'd want to shoot a few. It didn't take long for the park to fill up, as it was a beautiful day. He took a shot, and missed just by a few inches, though enough to send the ball rolling away toward another park-goer. "Hey, over here!" he shouted, hands up to catch the ball. "You want in?"

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[minniemyshkin]

"Oh hello! Hi! How's your mother?" "Big news, the mayor is considering your proposal!" "That ring is gorgeous!" "No, no, I'll remind him on Monday-"

Minnie Myshkin had been doing the rounds of the floor, ever the social butterfly. She made sure to check in with everyone she saw, mentally making note to always remember at least three things about everyone you meet. Especially when you're the Mayor's assistant. It was not all professional; Minnie loved learning all about people and making new friends and connections. It was, however, a lot of work to do 24/7.

Minnie turned to the person beside her with a kind, delightful smile. "I feel like a bride at a wedding, having to say hi to so many people--except also not like that at all because I'm not a bride and this isn't a wedding.---Anyways hi, how are you?"

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