#this starter sucks sorry

[sorenxdavenport]

open starter: @aurorabaystarter

where: sweet nothings

"Brownies or cookies, what do you think?" Soren asked the person in the bakery with him as he looked over the menu. He wanted to get something for dessert for him and his daughters after dinner.

[front-facing-pokemon]

[httpniall]

if i don't get tickets to see oasis, i'm going to be rotting in my bed, hugging my definitely maybe vinyl and crying myself to sleep. i will not be reachable by phone, email, dm, message in a bottle or carrier pigeon. nothing will be able to fix this heartbreak. @sbhqstarters

[endofroxd]

open to all. location: motel bar

A job of a deputy included a lot of risks, more than he'd ever imagined outside of Oz. But the blood stained uniform covered in heavy rain, leaving a trail of water behind him as he approached the Motel bar, was enough to showcase just how done he'd been with all the risk taking for one night. He was not fucking paid for this, or trained for this, and being outside right now? Running blind? It was nothing short of a death wish. "What we havin'?" question is directed to his right and he'll take out a pack of cigarettes now fully soaked through. "Fuck...you got a smoke? Preferably dry?"

[corilash]

@rafexcvmeron [closed starter]

Thank God it was Saturday. Today was Olivia's last morning shift before she had two days off. Working at the prestigious Island Club during the summer wasn't for the weak. It was full of spoiled rich kids who's parents got them whatever they wanted.

Olivia wasn't a kook, nor was she a pogue. She was sort of a floater between the ranks and usually fell by the wayside. She didn't have the money to waste like the kooks, but the pogues usually thought she was like a kook. That's probably why she had been forced to make friends with those people.

Her shift was nearly over for the day, her last table being a small group of guys who were, not so quietly, hitting on her. If she hadn't wanted a tip, she would have told them all to go fuck themselves, but here she was smiling along. Every so often she had to fix her face because how she really felt tried to come though.

"There's a party tonight. You should get dressed up and come." One of the males said. His name was Josh and he came here a lot. She had worked here since last summer and by now she was remembering names and faces easily. Which meant others also knew her considering she nearly lived here with how often she worked. A kook country club was never not busy.

She didn't always waitress though, sometimes she was a bag girl for the golfers, other times she bussed tables. It was wherever they needed her, honestly. Today, though, she was waitressing, which was good because she needed the money. She desperately wanted to get away from this conversation. "Oh, I have plans tonight, but maybe next time!" She chatters with a fake smile. The group looks disappointed. "Trust me doll, we are more important than your plans." He states, sliding a $50 bill across the table. Presumably her tip and a bribe. She doesn't take it though. If it was a tip, she would get it off the table once they left. "As much as you might be right" she fake flirted back, nearly wanting to gag, "I can't cancel. I'm sorry boys." She winks. "Let me go get you another round of drinks." She says before moving to walk off and head for the bar to place their drink order.

[eddieferguson]

closed for: @aprilxrose

location: nye ball @ seascape hotel

"That must be the new viral dance. Everyone seems to be doing it." Eddie pointed out with a small laugh as he glanced from the group that was recording themselves to the brunette next to him at the bar.

[sweetnxthngs]

closed starter for @itshoneys & @rowanelodie & @s3renities & @tctteredwings

where: Glow's Rest Zone, Aura Fest.

(this idea was borrowed with permission, this is group starter not a group thread!)

there's a chance this isn't exactly his scene anymore, musical festivals in general are new to him, but concerts? they were exactly his scene, david bowie was his first concert, after all. but that was twenty-seven years ago now, and here he is, after watching hozier play the best set he's seen in quite a while, he needs a rest. GLOW is one of his favorite clubs, his most frequented as of late, and so their rest zone is the one he finds himself in. the vibes are good, music playing and enough room that it doesn't feel overcrowded, but still, there are people in chairs and on couches all around. "I don't know if it's me showing my age, but I have no idea how people do this for three days straight, i'm barely handling one well," he says, laughter filling his voice, a partial truth, to the person next to him.

[etiennexevans]

open starter

where: library

Étienne had always loved the library even when he was a child, so of course he wanted to share that love for it with his daughter. He’d been reading to Ivy since she was a baby and she loved story time for them, so they made weekly trips to the library to pick up more.

They were in the children’s section and while Étienne’s eyes were turned away for just a second, the little girl was wandering off and showing someone the book in her hand. He rushed over and huffed out a little laugh. “Sorry about that. She loves to make new friends.”

[tragically-jane-doe]

So what I've gotten from this doc is that James green most definitely sucks and that Lisa frank also most definitely sucks

[volcanicmertle]

open starter !! @evermorehqsstart

location: the holiday market

❛ i want to say it's weird as hell that evermore is throwing a masquerade ball but... it actually makes sense.❜ the red head mused as she picked up one of the masks being sold at a booth, tilting it back and forth in her grasp to admire how the light caught the sequins and made it sparkle. turning it over, mertle inspected the price and scrunched her nose, setting it back down. ❛ fuck— is it gonna be like an actual ball ?? are people wearing like gowns and shit ?? feels like we're right back in the 18th century. ❜

[wesxevans]

closed starter: @emersonxcassidy

where: aurora bay library

Of course Wes had to take his daughter to the library for the story time it and Oceania was doing for the holidays. She loved story time in their own home and Wes hoped that the love of reading would be just another thing they had in common as she grew older.

Spotting Emerson, Wes stepped away from Liza for a moment to speak to her. He couldn't remember the last time they'd seen each other. "Emerson, hey!"

[leostar-regalius]

-it had been a few months almost a year since leo showed up in hell, but he had ended up gathering a lot of souls due to giving away his blades, it started by accident but he gained more, he was now an up and comer for an overlord-( SOULFORGE OPEN RP)

-he wanders around, his blades and wings looking shinier then they were before, he also seemed stronger, but also gave off an oddly kind energy, since he takes care of those who gave their souls to him, he was wandering through some of the other overlord territories-

[slaughterlocked]

"   why   did   you   bring   me   here ?   "

MICHAEL'S QUESTION GOES UNANSWERED AT FIRST. FOR A LONG MINUTE, THE ONLY SOUND IS THE BUZZ OF THE OLD GENERATOR IN THE PIZZERIA, AND THEIR OWN BREATHS IN THE COLD AIR. Still cold for March - momentarily, William wants to scold Michael for not wrapping up better, his jaw tensing like he's ready to lecture . . . before it sets again, and, squaring his shoulders, he lets the feeling dissipate like fog.

If Michael catches a chill, it's his own damn fault. Just another thing for William to fix.

His throat clears, his shoulders settle. This is the most at ease he's felt in a while. There's something about being around tragedy and death that calms a fierce storm in his chest that has been there for as long as he can remember. Not reading too much into why, or how. Before bringing Michael here, William had been kind enough to spruce the place up a little, cleaning dust and mess from tables and setting the room up in the style of a child's birthday party. Ignore the fact his son is too old for a Fazbear party. Ignore the fact he hasn't allowed any of his children to have a Fazbear party since Evan. It's irrelevant. He's here to fix their relationship, anyway.

" Elizabeth is at her friend's. " William's voice comes out softer than it means to, almost friendly. Stalking further into the room, glancing around, he heads for the main stage. Earlier he'd come along, put a radio at the security office. It's warbling out cheery stilted songs now, one that sets William's teeth on edge, but he ignores it in favor of beckoning for Michael to follow. " I wanted to celebrate your birthday, Mike. It's been too long. "

Ignore the rudimentary base of an endoskeleton on stage, staring out at them with unseeing eyes. Ignore the fact this is the site of the accident. William's determined to give his son a birthday he won't forget in a hurry - and just maybe teach him a lesson or two in the process.

[devilsvenom]

closed. / @sloedownwulf

The amount of food that Annalise could put away was downright impressive, even in hunter terms; rage burned a lot of calories. She had eaten her way through the best burger on the menu, loaded curly fries with extra cheese, two strawberry milkshakes and now she was onto a stack of pancakes almost as big as her head. God this place was good. Lis hadn't paid much attention to the people around her, not even the servers though as she was eating something grabbed her attention. A waitress, with a nasty looking scar on her arm. The hunter in her couldn't help but wonder what it was from, and if the woman was in danger. It was Lis' nature to think the worst; it barely crossed her mind to think it could be the result of an accident.

"Excuse me," Lis called out to Theo, eyes scanning over the other for any obvious sign of injury in case this wasn't just an instance of an old scar. "Can I get some more syrup please? And another scoop of ice cream? What would you recommend, ice cream wise?" She asked, trying to figure out a way of getting the server slash customer dynamic to something more natural. "I don't think I've seen you around here before," eyes narrowed, looking at the others name tag, "Theo. Are you new or have we just missed one another until now?"

[srtrlites]

*  open starter  :  capping at 5 ! (@2000sfmextras) *  location : inside a major hollywood's studio, around 2am

                            long hours at the studio is something the actress is used to , after all , being in the business since before she could walk made her kind of immune to it . but alas , night after night , dance rehersal after dance rehersal , all the disney star wants at this hour ( before another take of the rendition of the what i've been looking for takes place ) is to enjoy her burrito outside in peace . just as she takes the first bite & releases a satrisfying hum is when the back door of the studio open , startling the blonde so much she drops her delicious food on the ground . “ nooooo - “ she's aware kind of that she's being dramatic but the hours spent waiting for this moment .... “ my burrito !! “ as if the world's ending , she sighs .

[dncinginthemccnlight]

Closed starter: Constance Seymour and Nazli Najafi (@frvgcleternty)

Location: English quarters

The English quarters were an odd mix of activity and quiet in the days that followed the princess' birth. Though the nursemaids were the most constant of visitors, the ladies of court all flowed in and out, bringing their gifts and fawning on their beautiful queen and her lovely little angel. In fact, so great was the love for the princess that the gifts began to overflow the nursery. Constance, though not known for her sweetness, knew what it was to be swamped in baby items so she found herself helping to organize the new presents. She held up a small dress, full of lace and frills, and remembered when her own daughter had been so small when the door opened and Nazli came in. "I was just thinking that I cannot believe the princess is finally here. Look at all these dresses. She will never have to wear a single dress twice," Constance laughed, hanging the dress and smoothing out the wrinkles.