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if you, maybe, want a starter, event related or not, just put who you want in the comments and i can do it when i wake up at 2pm pst. but if you don’t tell me who x who i gotta just randomize it and then we both gotta suffer. anyway gnight

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kncfeme. / * theo

theo swore he was listening, his eyes were just closed and he couldn’t really talk with the cloth over his face, anyway. he could feel himself sinking back into the cushions, letting himself have a few minutes to relax- the little ones were both doing a sleepover at friends and he finally had a whole weekend to himself- well, to himself and the two others that each had a half of his heart. once the cloth was slipped off his face, he slid an arm around aj’s waist, stealing a kiss before she started to place the mask across his face. “ she’s jealous of your brain and talent, aj. we both know you’re the smartest kid in that class by six yards and they’re all threatened by it. “ theo laughs at the tickle her huff spread across his face. “ it’s okay, i’m like ninety percent ears. “ he groaned, trying not to move his face too much. “ work was the same but when i got home, my mom was awake and trying to cook in the kitchen, she broke a glass and it woke jenny up. jenny was off this morning on the way to school, i know it got to her to see mom like that. “ 

      his warmth radiates through the thin material of her shirt, and though his arm keeps her seated in his lap it isn’t unwelcome. the brush of lips could barely be called a kiss, but the reminder of the here and now was enough to smooth out the wrinkles of annoyance formed between her brows. “oh yes, stroke my ego more. i love it!” she jokes, swiping the silver mask across his forehead, she works with precision to get it applied neatly. “you’re such a silly creature, i’ve never heard of smarts being measured in yards and i see,” tugging playful at his earlobe. the grin that had moments before pulled at her lips wilts like a flower facing the harshness of winter. “oh babe,” it takes a moment fo her to collect her feelings and she’s very glad for the distraction of applying the mask. it seems like everything she shouldn’t say came easily but settling, instead, for a more acceptable, “you know, if you guys are ever in need of an impromptu sleepover -- anytime is a good time. plus, mika loves kids, i think. either way, its a good sign that she’s getting out of bed again. not the best outcome but, she’s getting up and making an effort.” 

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killcrsalem‌. / * salem

as soon as the text had come through, salem couldn’t hold back her excitement. truly she had been waiting for this ever since she moved here. it was a sure sign that he was coming back, something she had been writing about in her journal for some time. she looked up from her small notebook, “the way his mind works is insane.”

     blocking the sender of the unidentified text, aj impatiently tapped her foot as she waited for her name to be called with the promise of sweet, sweet caffeinated coffee. taking a half-step back as a man moved passed her to get his small coffee ( who orders a SMALL coffee?! ) she couldn’t help but overhear the brunette. “please tell you’re talking about zombie steve jobs and this latest iphone update and not who i think you’re talking about.”

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bladetaunted‌. / * connie bo bonnie

“Six months???” the woman repeated, horror dripping from the screech-like words that flew from her mouth, “Six months??? At the same place? Please tell me you at least cooked for yourself a majority of the time.” Connie maybe knew 3 things tops about this guys, but her mom senses were starting up. It was like if Carol Brady had force kicked a door down in her head. “If you like diners then there’s one up the road. I recommend the burger. They’re cooked to be as bloody as this town.” she joked, “I’ll pay for your food if you promise to try and eat at different places where you’re not just living off BLTs and bagel breakfast sandwiches.”

     “They have a lot of options, at least seven different types of reubens that I can list off the top of my head.” He didn’t mean to sound so defensive, but the deli was just so convenient he had most of his meals there. “I would love to give you what you want, but I don’t even own a pan. I have three sets of glass tupperware maybe.” A soft laugh that came out more as a snort escaped him. “Great, I love a tourist trap. Hey, Ernest’s breakfast bagel sandwiches are amazing and I will not stand for the slander of my favorite delicatessen. Hm, how about I pay and you can make me a list of a few other decent places -- preferably that deliver.”

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eveshah‌. / * eve 

she always found that question difficult to answer, mostly because everything that was made here she wouldn’t touch with a forty foot pole. it was almost nauseating to be around, and the fact he had even previously subjected himself to it, she gave the customer silent kudos. “uh,” she stumbled, glancing over to the aisle that held the stale coffee, donuts. “the hot dogs. nachos. honestly, you aren’t gonna find anything much better. we have a microwave in the back if you want cup of noodles.” that was something she usually didn’t offer but the guy looked tired. 

     nodding defeatedly at his dining options, he turned down the aisle and pulled two cups of cup noodles off the shelf. “can you make these for me while i make a plate of nachos? it’s already a bad time so i might as well scarf it down as quickly as possible and i’ll be out of your hair. i’ll even get you whatever you want if you help me make mistakes at twice the mortal speed. do you think it’ll be too big of a mistake to cut up hotdogs and attempt to make chili or do you think just attempting it will cause the supposed serial killer to pop up from behind the aisle and take me out on sight?” 

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mvrdercrew‌. / * zeke  

He could only imagine how stunting it must be for someone’s artistic creativity to be stuck doing the same thing over and over again, with no end in sight. Suddenly, Zeke didn’t feel so bad about showing up out of the blue it seemed like the guy had needed it. “I’m guessing you guys only ever get barely legal girls in here, huh?” He only said that because he was pretty sure half of his team had the aforementioned infinity tattoo that had probably driven him nuts. When the thought of all of them showing up at the tattoo shop together and getting it done that same day made him grin. Leave it to them to get creative with their team bonding exercises. “Sorry,” he said, remembering what he’d been doing. “I’d say no bigger than my hand and I wanted it on my back between my shoulder blades.”

     “You have no idea how many eighteen year olds come in here trying to copy other people’s custom tattoos exactly or get hipbone hearts or collarbone sparrows.” His grin came across more as a grimace but he couldn’t complain, business was business. “I shouldn’t say that though, it’s gotten better since I offered predesigned flash tattoos, it brings people in and I get to do the pieces I like.” Pulling out a pad of transfer paper and a drafting compass, he settled back on his stool, looking expectantly at the olympian. “Totally doable, but I have to ask. Summer or Winter Olympics?” Laying his own hand down as a general reference, he uncapped the sharpie positioned in the compass and began to interlock them. “So it it just the rings? I’m guessing in color, but did you want to personalize it any more?” 

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heroinetm‌. / * nora 

she replies with a    “ hmph ”    before  crossing her  arms.    “ not all athletes can run fast, aj. i play volleyball, not soccer. ”    she doesn’t tell the other that she won’t be doing much running for a while, likely ever again. just the thought of it sends a sharp pain from her knee. “ got a smoke on you ? ”

     “ so you’re telling me that you get all hot and sweaty and can’t even win a foot race? ”   raising an eyebrow, aj is taken aback.   “ a smoke? how are you going to be hitting balls with a lung full of smoke nora?! but coincidentally enough, i might have a j on me if you’re interested. ” 

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bishopxmartinez‌. / *   bartap daddy

Bishop was in the back office of his bar, looking over the books when he heard someone enter through the front. The man quickly shut his files and got up to go see who had arrived. “A little early to be comin’ in for a drink, don’t ya think? I know it says open, but that’s more of a show piece than anythin’. Then again, I’m here to supply, so what’s your poison?” 

     “Oh come on, time is an illusion!! We can’t go around holding each other up to false premises now.” The people she liked to surround herself with her busy so it felt like God’s very own blessing when the bar’s door opened under her touch. "Well this is a bar, right? I’m here for a drink, unless you’re offering to hop up on the bar and give me a little show.” Her mouth quirks into a daring grin, but in all honestly, she had a rough week and a drink was just what she needed. 

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dcputylcvcttc‌. / * whom

“Twenty-three.” Crossing their arms they exhale sharply through their nose. “There have been twenty-three calls at the station. Now if this were an actual emergency I wouldn’t be upset.” Taking their small notebook out they shake their head. “Were you one of the many and repeated callers about a Mothman sighting?” This was what they’d been told to do, instead of staying at the station to take care of those actually in need. 

     “First and foremost, Mothman deserves peace and anyone luring him into their homes needs to go to bed at a reasonable time. But no, no, I just.” She felt like it was inappropriate to say that she was going to sneak into the abandoned theatre but she didn’t know how else to explain being in this specific location so she settled lamely on, “I was walking by and noticed that the hardware store had been broken into. That’s never a good sign with a serial killer on the loose, huh?”

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vixcnviolent‌. / * violet  

   violet rolled her eyes, immediately deleting the identical notification that had popped up on her phone screen. “ you’re not answering that weirdo back, right? he’s just some loser hacker in a basement thinking he’s smart for breaking into a system with little security. “

     already typing away, curious about what the prize would be, jax raised an eyebrow. “of course i am, don’t you want to know what this freak has to say that they’ll go to these lengths to bother everyone? its almost sad.”

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mvrdercrew‌. / * benji

It wasn’t very often that he had a night off what with the new school well underway and the clubs he played at were always in full swing, but his usual Monday club had closed for the night due to some renovations or whatever so he found himself on his couch with AJ’s feet across his lap. They had been trying to watch the new season of Iron Fist, but had gotten bored half way through the first episode so instead they had ended up trying to get popcorn in the other’s mouth. He was pretty sure he was winning, but he didn’t think either of them was actually keeping score. “You know, I’m still upset that they didn’t make Lewis Tan Iron Fist instead of that other guy. He’s not even memorable enough for me to remember his name and we were literally just watching him not twenty minutes ago.”

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     The fall was always a bittersweet time of year, as if the seasons changing wasn’t enough of an indicator, time constantly seemed to slip from between her fingers. For whatever reason, time rushed by no matter what stage of life she happened to be in -- and at least that unreliability was something she could count on and work around by taking extra care to make time for the important people in her life. Nodding through a mouthful of popcorn, she wiped the salt and butter off her fingers and onto her shorts. “Besides media’s blatant, constant white-washing, the only realistic reason is because Lewis would be shirtless, getting beaten up and no one would be able to follow plot was because they’d be all hot and bothered.” She grinned, tossing an unpopped kernel to the dj’s chest. “But this does make Iron Fist the Hawkeye of The Defenders, and that’s really sad.”

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suttonsx‌. / * beverly

Beverly shuffled papers into her bag and watched as her students left the studio. She needed to stop at the grocery store before heading home. As she left she felt a tap on her shoulder. “Oh, did you have a question relating to the project we’re working on?” She asked the student. she was trying to remember their name. “I know acrylic paint is kind of a bitch to work with, so I apologize.” Beverly didn’t mean to assign such difficult projects, but she figured working with new mediums would be such a great way to broaden her student’s portfolios. She also knew that yes it was the beginning of the year, but her students deserved a challenge

It wasn’t usually her style speaking to professors outside of a formal setting, but since the texts had spread across Levins like a forrest fire, a morbid curiosity took over her. After barely any digging, AJ had a list of locals who had actually lived through the first era of the director’s reign. It wasn’t that she was nervous ( she was terrified ) but if the rumors were anything to go off of, the director had a knack for puppeteering their victims. Stepping out from around the corner, she approached Beverly Sutton, aged forty-six, just as her class filtered out of the classroom. The red headed woman’s open eagerness to aid in academic pursuits was inspiring but AJ couldn’t let herself be distracted from her mission. “No, no, thank you, but no,” she managed an awkward laugh, but powered through. “I actually had you two semesters ago, not sure if you remember me and it’s really not that serious if you don’t, but I was wondering, hoping really, if I could get you a drink and we could talk somewhere. About your past, nothing too serious.” She let the offer hang in the air between them.

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svnshincsquad‌. / * galadriel

“hey listen!” galadriel called out to the other, peering over the back of a nearby bench. “c’mere.” they said, motioning for the other. “i have reason to believe that actual cannibal shia labeouf is here on campus, don’t ask me where i got this information.” they whispered. “just know that you’re in danger.” 

       “i find that hard to believe seeing as i have it on pretty good authority that actual cannibal shia labeouf got his head chopped off and has been decapitated for a while now. so the coast is actually clear and you aren’t in danger. tell me who your source is, i’ll fight them myself.”

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mvrdercrew. / * zeke

Zeke breathed out a sigh of relief, glad that his whole afternoon hadn’t just been wasted on a stupid whim. Since money wasn’t a problem for him, he slid his unlocked phone towards the guy. “I know it’s unoriginal, but I’ve been meaning to get this done for a while now and I don’t know what made me decide to do it today.” That wasn’t the truth, but something about the random text message he had ignored had him feeling some type of way.

     Picking up the phone, his eyes glanced over the interlocked rings. The design was nothing intricate, in fact, it wasn’t even a modified version of the olympic rings, but at least he didn’t have to go into a whole spiel about stealing people’s artwork so he nodded. “No, no, do you know how many infinity signs I’ve done since I’ve been here? This is great, we can kill it in an afternoon, probably. How big are you wanting it and where?”

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mvrdercrew‌. / * zeke

Zeke always knew that he wanted to get the Olympic rings tattooed on his back, but he thought it would have been under different circumstances. He would have retired on his own terms instead of being forced to do so. He figured it was now or never as he walked into the tattoo shop with a picture already opened on his phone - he wasn’t sure how the whole thing worked. “Sorry, I didn’t think to call ahead to see if you guys did walk ins, should I have made an appointment first?” 

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     The shop was pristine, having already been cleaned and sanitized by noon, Jax was out of things to do. Sitting behind the counter, he settled in to answer emails but time quickly escaped him and he was eighteen links deep in unsolved disappearances when the door’s unresolvable creak announced another living being. Eager for something to do, Jax waved the man further into the shop. “No worries man, are you in for a tattoo or a piercing?”