#( STARTERS. )

[rheaxsethi]

status: closed to all ( capped at 3/3 ) location: some fancy place with a balcony idk man

Rhea leaned against the railing of the balcony, the city lights below flickering like secrets waiting to be told. A breeze tugged at the loose strands of her hair, and for a moment, she looked almost at peace—until she heard footsteps behind her. She didn’t turn right away. Instead, she spoke softly, her voice carrying just enough to be heard over the night air.

"Tell me… do you ever feel like this city remembers too much?" She finally glanced over her shoulder, her expression unreadable. "Or maybe that’s just me."

[tvsglow]

" i don't think i can do this without hurting the people we care about . " / @indiestarter

[macaulaymontgomery]

open starter: @aurorabaystarter location: UTP

"Did you ever have a quarter-life crisis? Are those really a thing? Seems a lot less fun than a mid-life crisis, you know?"

[musingatfabulae]

starter call da nana

escolha a letra para com quem você quer interagir quando a opção for qualquer um.

c - ceizy (christine)

i - isabella (belle)

k - khan (corvo)

b - billy (lobo mau)

depois escolha um número.

desfile de máscaras (qualquer um)- escolha/brinque/troque máscara com um dos chars.

poções da memória (qualquer um)- vamos tirar o peso das costas? conte um segredo para meu char e ele contará um e os dois prometem esquecer e se livrar disso.

pavilhão dos contos vivos (qualquer um)- vamos criticar a forma como as histórias estão sendo contadas?

pavilhão dos contos vivos (isabella) - está sem saber o que ler ou saber um pouco mais sobre os contos? isabella adora ficar falando horas sobre isso.

leitura de marcas mágicas (qualquer um) - que tal tentar entender um pouco sobre nossos personagens? ambos entram ao mesmo tempo na hora de ler e fazem essa atividade juntos.

arena das metamorfoses (billy ou khan) - vamos liberar um pouco de estamina? nada como sair no soco sem perder ou amizade (ou perdendo?)

palco da melodia (qualquer um) - vamos dançar um pouco? nossos chars estão afim de tirar um pouco da poeira dos pés.

palco da melodia (ceizy) - minha char aproveitou um pouco o microfone vazio para soltar sua voz, pois estava com vontade de cantar. você quer fazer um dueto?

santuário dos lembrados (khan) - quer aprender sobre despedidas e rituais? khan fala sobre inúmeros desses casos.

santuário dos lembrados (qualquer um) - seu char ou meu char (especificar) foi pego chorando lembrando de um ente querido, aparentemente foi nesse momento que se encontraram.

banho do véu (billy) - quis saber como o lobo mau é sem toda energia negativa? é o momento perfeito, pois ele perdeu uma aposta e ficará ali por alguns minutos apenas livre de tudo, pergunte o que quiser.

banho de véu (qualquer um) - vamos nos divertir como se estivessemos sobre entorpecendo apenas rindo e comendo? momento perfeito.

cada ideia é única, e vou riscando conforme forem sendo selecionadas. quer plotar e não gostou de nenhuma ideia? deixe um like e eu te chamo <3

[maverickxbell]

INT. THE CLINIC. NIGHT.

open starter - 3/3 CLOSED

It wasn't unusual to hear knocking on the door of the clinic, or the windows, in the middle of the night. It's what made the basement such an appealing place to sleep, quiet and away from the manipulations of creatures attempting to get entry. Most nights he slept like a baby, crammed in that shoebox of a closet that Mav called a bedroom. It could fit his bed, a box with his belongings, and nothing else, but it was his. For the first time he had a room that was all his, the thought tickled him.

He was pulled from sleep quite abruptly by the sound of loud banging against the front door of the clinic. So loud that it echoed against the walls and down the stairs right to his room. He was up in a second, revolver in hand before running barefoot up the stairs and towards the door. Two things crossed his mind: the first was that they were going to wake up Shaw, who he felt deserved some rest. And the second was that creatures never banged on the door like that. He peeped through a hole, saw a familiar face and then opened the door with some urgency.

He looked around behind them, saw creatures walking slowly towards them but from quite a distance. "Are ya tryin' to git yerself killed?" he said hoarsely, exhaustion lacing his words. He stepped back and opened the door wider to let them in, quickly shutting it once they'd stepped in. He tucked the gun behind him into the band of his pants. A look up and down. "Ya look lak ya've bin' kickin' cans down the alley," he said, taking in their sorry state. "Shaw's asleep but how can aah help?"

[m4uga]

like this for a canon one-liner from your favourite 'loose cannon' ♡

[viviannelenore]

𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑟 — 𝑣𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑒 & 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑒 @khdpontos; @khd-starters

a presença de murmurinhos sobre a reputação de vivianne nunca a incomodou. de certa forma, gostava de aumentar as especulações e ver as engrenagens das cabeças dos cidadãos de khadel virando enquanto tentavam desvendar como a vinda da mulher desencadeou uma série de acontecimentos inexplicáveis. entretanto, sua diversão se dissipou ao ser abordada diversas vezes na rua por estranhos desejando saber sobre seus futuros amorosos. as primeiras vezes foram divertidas, mas, às oito da noite, a criatividade de vivianne já havia se esgotado e ela apenas desejava descobrir qual era o melhor bar de khadel. quando viu uma silhueta sentar ao seu lado como se fosse abordá-la, vi se adiantou. “sim, a maldição existe. ela é terrível, péssima. vi com meus próprios olhos. inclusive, se você não me comprar uma...” ela se interrompeu para passar os olhos pelo grande menu escrito atrás do bartender. “cosmopolitan, eu soube que vai ser muito ruim para você. acredito que nunca mais vai ser capaz de sentir prazer na vida.”

[andawaywewrite]

Parker, bisexual, mid twenties. Our muses spent the night together for the first time last night and now Parker is hooked. Your muse can be into it or have their regrets. Secret relationships encouraged.

"I don't care what you have to do today, I want more." The blonde tugged on the blanket rumpled up between them to get even closer to the body taking up the other half of the bed they'd spent the night destroying on their path of taking in as much of the other as possible.

Parker couldn't remember a time where there wasn't a palpable tension between them, at least in her mind. Which is what made their night together all that more enticing to her to continue in the morning. "Don't make me beg." She pouted, reaching out to tug their body back on top of hers.

[yorkshirebrute]

Going through some of the old gear and found some Brawling Brutes gear, can’t say I don’t miss it.

But everything happens for a reason as some people say.

[witchkillr]

IT TOOK YEARS OF STUDY TO GET HERE. agatha couldn't say how many - time is a strange, liquid thing, a concoction of mortals' to judge the lines of their existence by, a lens through which to sort the vastness of the multiverse into categories. as she has studied and learned and understood, she has come to the realisation that nothing is so simple. the flow of it slips through her charred fingers like water, and she lets it go.

distance is useful, even as she is in the throes of her plan to correct it.

here, incidentally, is the following place: a small suburban town, somewhere in the northeastern united states. a universe that is not her own, but is similar enough. a home that is also a prison. [ this is not something that has happened to her yet, or possibly ever will. she looks at herself, brought so low, made so small, and the dark thing sharing space in her chest roars. she is angry, too. she would be no matter the circumstance. ]

" what happened to you, my dear? " there is something of the roar in her inflection, a low, growling danger - blackened claws trace the line of her other self's jaw, already charting vengeance. that is to say: who do we need to kill?

plotted starter / @wcrpbubble.

[tvsglow]

" i feel like .. us being roommates & casually seeing each other , it's a bit too much , wouldn't you agree ? "

open to : m / nb ! @indiestarter

[frostise]

anyone want a one-liner from your favourite icy girl?

[b0kksu]

           “Sensei” the melodic voice crawls outwards, bright heavenly eyes, they twinkle in amusement. He’s been avoiding the public spotlight, rumors of sightings here or there plaster the cheap tabloids one browses aimlessly, social media sites abuzz, all of them searching frantically for the sport’s number one star. After parties for a seven minute cameo, it’s almost embarrassing to be paraded around this way, he walks with a stoic elegance - demanding, haughty, commanding in every manner. A glass, non alcoholic champagne, cradled in long spindly fingers as his smile starts to brighten.

          “Are you a friend of the leading role? I thought old men don’t like parties like this” a jest as the naughty glimmer brightens, “Come sit with me, @antinomos, I’ve scared off the rest of the guest; I suspect you’re not that easy to chase away”  

[dreams1nc]

       “One gil” the voice echoes, a bundle is sold, swathed in old newspaper that she doesn’t bother to read. An exchange of pleasantries, promises to buy again tomorrow, her smile never fading. At least they’ll be loved momentarily before withering away, so she thinks, cultivated carefully by her hands && scattered around the slums. There’s always extra, a shame she thinks, “Here!” a bright voice fluttering about melodically in its call. Yellow, white, neatly bound as she reaches outwards, “Um, I always have extra at the end of the day it’d be a shame if they went to waste, they make for great companions” an odd thing to say for an odd woman dressed as the essence of Spring. “If you listen closely they have a unique song, just be nice to them, then they will sing for you, @achroanimus“

[cullingvance]

You forget sometimes as an athletes the simple pleasures in life. Especially me who goes insane when it comes to reps and workouts… but I just had some smores and?? and?? the shit was fire.

so, so, so good! haven’t had these since i was a kid if I’m being honest.