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[mndstom]

closed one - liner for @redemptioninterlude

"Be quiet and stay very still."

[lucidrims]

˖ ࣪ . ࿐ ♡ ˚ . wonjoo coming thru for @writtn

            " don't worry, i'm well aware that everyone is staring at us. but who cares ? let them stare. " the male says, patting the other's head.

[mndstom]

Familiar faces greeted Chloe when she entered the diner where she used to spend her early adulthood days with her friends -- a small town, everyone almost knows each other at some level. Some deeper connections were made, and some stayed as acquaintances. Almost every other person she connected eyes with received a smile from her, except one. She shouldn't have been baffled to see Madison, but there she is, pure surprise on her facial features when their eyes briefly meet ( she breaks the eye contact by simply looking away ). But her blue hues return to the female when she hears her voice, and she reluctantly takes steps toward the table where she is sitting. "Well... My parents still live here and it was time for me to come say hi to them." it's the truth. Chloe didn't have any other reason to return to the town until her parents invited her. "I will not be staying long though. A couple days, that's it." Again, her eyes are wandering around while she's pondering should she inquire how things have been, should she sit down or should she simply disappear from the female's sight? "How... How things have been?" She couldn't be more awkward about things...

open starter to: m/f/nb. please check my guidelines before interacting / don't like my starters. muse: madison wilson, ranch help.

''well, well. i never thought i'd see you back in town - what the hell are you doing back here?''

[mndstom]

closed starter for @allbettr !

"I feel like you come here just to look at these two idiots."

[lucidrims]

˖  ࣪  .  ࿐  ♡  ˚  .  bomi  coming  thru  for @fadinglights !

            "  i'm  fine,  this  just  happens  sometimes.  it's  normal  for  me.  "

[kiigan]

starter call @heartsandwishes

ㅤOf all the things Itachi had expected/hoped to be surprised by after leaving his homeland behind, certainly ice cream had not made it to the initial list - yet here he was now, more than ready to revise his priorities. Not that ice cream, in and of itself, was anything that extraordinary, even. What with Wutai having been turned to the general tourist resort it was nowadays, exotic snacks made especially [and having a super expensive price tag slapped on them] for tourists could easily be found at every corner of the main streets.

This one was... peculiar, though. Salty, but also sweet.

ㅤ«Sea-salt, was it?» The title was appropriate, given the uncanny mix of flavors. In fact, it was making him curious enough to go and check the ingredients, later. Maybe even spare the time to learn the recipe. Once he returned home, he could try his hand at making some for his little brother. Glancing back at Xion, who'd so kindly introduced him to this tiny masterpiece, he smiled after another lick. «I can see why you were talking so highly of it.»

[mndstom]

A dramatic inhale is taken when Chloe finally finishes the list of things he's meant to do on that day. And then an amused smile tugs to her lips once she hears his words. "I'm pretty sure I told you at one point you have too much planned for today, but..." She doesn't finish her sentence, letting her words float in the air.

open   to   :   m/f/nb.  looking   for   :   personal   assistant,   or   receptionist.  muse   :   isaac   houghton,   owner   of   gentleman   enterprises   ;   a   escort   service. 

when   they   listed   everything   that   was   on   his   schedule   for   the   day   and   everyone   that   he   needed   to   call   back.   he   simply   chuckled   and   rose   his   hands   to   his   face.   "i   am   going   to   drown.   there   is   just   not   enough   time   in   the   day."

[scarletcursed]

@stardstschlar ♡'d this for a starter!

the first sign of a nearby person is marked by stella's dog, gretchen, wiggling around excitedly. stella tightens her hold on her little elderly pug. "whoa, easy gretch! what's going on, girl?"

the sight of a stranger certainly catches stella's attention, too. she turns to him, her surprised expression soon shifting into something warm--friendly, even. the little streets of scarlet hollow are practically abandoned even on a good day, so it's always a surprise to see someone new.

"oh, hey! i haven't seen you around here. are you visiting from out of town?"

[thenten]

@onlyheartaches liked the Permanent Starter Call!

"Thanks a ton, pal, I really appreciate the assist." The creature says with gratitude, standing atop the ruined remains of the Sentinel the two had just defeated together- multitude of green eyes that adorned all parts of his body (except for his head) darting about over the massive robot, though two remain steadily faced at the other.

"No idea what this thing's problem was, it just jumped me out of nowhere! Who could I have possibly ticked off this much...?"

He questions audibly, kicking a bit of the robot that had been encased in ice, clearly unaware of the automaton's intended purpose, and even less why it had identified him as target for it.

[discoinfernos]

@hellmxses — LUCIFER

❝ Hey Dad! It's me. Aaagain . . . ❞ Charlie bites her lip as her hand clenches reflexively around her phone, the other playing mindlessly with the stray strands of hair that frame her face. She's sat on the window seat in her bedroom at the hotel, eyes casting over the view of the city. Her city. Her people. A flaming wreck, littered with discarded weapons and corpses left to rot beneath the crimson sky. In the distance, she can see Heaven glow, situated as though mocking them from its position on high.

Charlie blinks away angry tears from her eyes. She does not hate Heaven — Charlie tries her hardest not to hate anyone — but her heart breaks for her people, and righteous fury rises within her at the knowledge that all this could be PREVENTED if Heaven and Hell could just talk to each other. If her father — her own father !! — wasn't complicit in the wholesale slaughter of their citizens.

❝ I just wanted to — to talk. About. You know . . . ❞ She heaves a heavy sigh through her nose. This is not the first time she's tried to initiate this particular conversation, and it's never gone the way she'd planned it. There just has to be a way to make him see what a mistake he'd made in allowing the exterminations. But maybe she doesn't hold enough sway over her father's heart to change his mind . . .

❝ If you have some time maybe you could . . . call me back! ❞ Charlie forces her voice to remain chipper. This aggressive cheerfulness is how she's gotten through everything her adult life has thrown at her ; she's always thought people are more likely to say ❛yes❜ to a smiling face. ❝ Maybe we could meet up. It's been awhile. I — ❞ Miss you. I miss mom. I miss how things used to be. ❝ I'll wait for your call. ❞

Hitting the END button, Charlie stares at the phone in her hand. Waiting.

[mndstom]

There's a hint of amusement in Chloe's facial features while she's looking at the other. Finding the whole situation amusing? If she starts to think about the situation too hard, she will start to panic, and she will not want to be alone in her apartment. "You literally live two blocks away." The woman says, gesturing towards the direction where the other lives. But on second thought... It might be safer to have company for the night ( and there's a chance she will not hear about Sora's death the next morning ). "You can stay if you make breakfast for us." She can stay even when she doesn't make breakfast for them.

𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏 . mascs / femmes . 🐇 sora and her friends are behind the recent k/illings in town , but she'll pretend to be scared if it means getting ur muse to take care of her .

' there's a k/iller on the loose and you want to send me home alone this late ? ' though the shock on her face is clearly exaggerated , she knows all too well they won't simply ignore her ( they don't know she has nothing to fear , after all ) . ' just let me stay here tonight . '

[theknifeinyou]

like this for a starter from one of the following muses - you must specify what one and can ask for up to three muses

aimee wilks: monica raymund, lesbian, 37 year old pathologist

anh williamson: london thor, pansexual, 27 year old underground fighter

august simms: spencer charnas, pansexual, 39 year old detective

frankie leon: asa germann, pansexual, 26 year old graphic designer (suffers from mild agoraphobia)

jia chen: sherry cola, pansexual, 34 year old comedian

kris soren: mike faist, 32 year old farmer

scylla o'leary: katy o'brian, lesbian, 34 year old MMA fighter

[safeindarkness]

//Starter Call~

[danhang]

queued all starters from the starter call and almost all sentence starters in my inbox! highkey proud of myself but still so tempted to add noctis to my muse list ;;

[mndstom]

"Last time usually means it will be the last time." Maia mumbles, still loud enough for the female to hear, and after her words, a heavy sigh leaves her. "We were meant to stop this weeks ago." She minds her, halting her steps to turn around and look Sonia. "And after next time, there will be another time, then another time, and..." But despite trying to argue back, she's still somewhat ready to meet her parents again.

open to : f / nb ( 30+ ). muse : sonia ismaili. lesbian. she / her. plot : in source. * please do not like my starter.

sonia walked behind the other and began to rub their shoulders. " i know baby i said last time would be the last time but i need you there. i like knowing i can prove my parents wrong." even though what her and the other weren't really together. sonia bent down to lean their head against the other's. " i'll get you that jacket you've been eyeing."

[wisheswagered]

Frederick hasn't been at this manor for nearly as long as the others. Though it feels like it's been an eternity to him, it means that he's still getting to know the other survivors who've found themselves trapped in this place.

And Emma Woods... is one of those people. It's such a bizarre feeling, seeing her now. While he'd never known her in life, he had heard of her - as a girl who went missing in mysterious circumstances several years ago, her life sensationalized and her disappearance treated as an unsolvable mystery by those who knew of her.

Never would he have dreamed he'd ever end up joining her among the ranks of the missing. ...He wonders if they're looking for him, too. They must be - while not for the reasons he wants, Frederick Kreiburg is a well-known name among the higher classes, and yet... that fact brings him no comfort at all.

Regardless. It's cruel of him, but the one thing that strikes him as he looks at her now is what he knows of her past. Knowing she's been a patient at an asylum for so much of her life... to be quite honest, it chills him to the bone. The reason for that discomfort is difficult to identify - or maybe, deep down, it's something that he simply doesn't want to acknowledge.

Today, though... there's only one question on his mind. Though he doesn't know if it's curiosity or paranoia that drives him to ask.

"Tell me. Why did you approach me, of all people, for this?"

@mlssamericana ( starter for emma! )