#c23starter

[adamrhm]

location: anywhere status: open

“What’s a fun thing to do around here?” 

[volitants]

ANYWHERE YOU WANT, ANY TIME YOU WANT ⇢ @c23starters​

“hey.”

[lumiiniferous]

location: up to you ! assuming it’s somewhere reasonable participants: noah sanouk & open ( @c23starters​ )

"it’s just so weird being back,” noah admitted with a sigh as he leaned forward to rest his arms on the railing in front of him. “like it just doesn’t feel the same,” he continued speaking, though his voice had dropped to more of a whisper at this point. it was clear he was struggling with something not just his inability to form words. 

[strucknerves]

O'DONAHUES, 8:43 PM ⇢ @c23starters​

"i wouldn't touch those peanuts if i were you," says emilio, face wrinkling, "they look like they've been spat on… over and under. don't order anything that comes in a pint, either. i've seen how they wash their glasses."

[royalmercer-c23-archived]

LOCATION: a hiking trail in Harriman State Park, NY STATUS: open

     So many people talk about going to the forest for the quiet. Not Royal. To his ears, the forest is awash in a symphony of sound – birdsong, gentle wind, rushing water, and the thrumming pulse of life. Being a bear has some pretty sweet perks.

    A new scent drifts past on the breeze – a hiker! Hell yes. His ears swivel atop his head, searching for the sound of footsteps. He can’t hear them yet, which means he still has time. Better get into position now though, in case it’s a runner.

    He meanders through the trees over to the trail marker and plops his big bear butt down.

    It takes them some time to reach him, but as they come ‘round the bend Royal lifts one great paw and waves to them in silent greeting.

[leonxburch]

“You know, the appeal of Halloween has always been odd to me. I mean, who even thinks of something like this?” A giant event full of people dressed in varying costumes and masks. Maybe he was simply deprived of it as a child, and struggled to see the fun it it, but it seemed more stressful than anything. 

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[frostbiite]

Pale eyes swept over the party idly before staring down into the glass in his hand. He fiddled with his mask nervously and murmured under his breath, “I mean, if we drink every time someone starts a profound monologue we’ll be on the floor by midnight.”

[combustiibles]

location: the satanic soiree participants: ciarán o’connell & open ( @c23starters​ )

ciarán had made himself at home on one of club nyx’s couches, his feet resting on the table and his arms folded behind his head. the belt of his costume had come undone, revealing the boxers and white t-shirt underneath, but he was simply too relaxed or perhaps too drunk to care. “please tell me you’ve brought me a drink,” he smiled, not bothering to open his eyes to see who’d chosen to join him. “i’m absolutely parched.” 

[musas-muse]

Who: open What: the grand opening of The Gorgon's Lair When: September 17th, 1998 (a whole month later than originally advertised, and that’s definitely not my fault)

The opening of the large doors causes a brief flash of light at the gallery's entrance that catches Sela’s attention, which in turn has her politely excusing herself from a pair of long time clients that had come to show their support. With a smile, she makes her way to the newcomer; the hem of her long, white gown swaying gently with each step. “Hello there! Allow me to welcome you to The Gorgon’s Lair!” Her gloved arms spread wide with an artful flourish, each pointing to their own elaborate archway-- the two true entrances to the gallery itself-- as she comes to a stop a safe distance away. “Can I offer you a glass of water or champagne while you wander?” 

[haleandhorns]

open starter // @c23starters​

“You’re looking at me like you’ve never seen a woman with horns before.” The amusement Hale felt was evident in her tone, and she turned her head to watch the koi swimming in the pond. “I’ll let you touch them for five dollars.”

[hinahqs]

location: could be the institute, a cafe, anywhere with roof

      someone had said some rather unkind things to the woman and it had only made her power more unpredictable. it had been raining outside but when she had stepped inside, her cloud was still raining over her. “honestly...” she muttered to herself, hair unravelling as it began to be weighed down with water. “some people.” she shook her head but soon realised that she was actually still raining. “sorry, just give me a moment.” she nodded and took a deep breath; the cloud disappeared but she was still soaking wet.

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[apertureashxduran]

Open Starter @c23starters​​ Location: A Video Store Time: A Slow Day Blockbuster had not yet put them out of business, this small, old-fashioned store still peddling movies you really could not find anywhere else — all for your renting or purchasing pleasure. Ash’s employer had not yet really bought into the DVD craze because, after all, digital media would be the death of society, what with the millennium approaching and all. And to that end, the overcrowded rows of shelves still mostly hosted video cassettes. Sitting at the counter, Ash himself was rewinding a stack, caught in a television’s glow, when he looked up to notice someone lingering by the thriller films. He was smoking because no one was there to tell him not to and blew a puff into the air. 

“Aye! That guy...what’s his face, from that one right there on your left, you know the one, with the evil twin and shit, he came in here the other day. The actor, I mean. Can you believe it? Wanna see?” Spinning in a half-circle then, he tugged a polaroid he had taped to the paneled wall above the cash register. In it, he himself was posing with his arm around the shoulder of some b-grade action star. “Wild, ain’t it? Never know who you’re gonna run into in this city, that’s for sure. Are you, like, lookin’ for somethin’ in particular, pal? We got more stuff in the backroom. Hell, I got Betamax tapes back there.” 

[volitants]

ANYWHERE YOU WANT SO LONG AS IT’S REASONABLE ⇢ @c23starters​

"hey."

[laviniahq]

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    “i still can’t believe that little shit bag who used to annoy me is never coming back.” elliott his name was, as confirmed on oprah. “it’s a shame. after all the trauma, a me night is definitely needed and what better way to enjoy myself here.” lavinia was still bitter about not being chosen to be an omega but she couldn’t resist a party-like setting.

[howufeelinbecky]

overpriced coffee && tedious routines // open

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becky hated the dumb, overpriced coffee at the steam room but it was either this or the burnt, cold old coffee from the madison & madison civil rights law  office - so she found herself here day after day. it wasn’t like becky was specifically a coffee connoisseur. she was not going to talk your ear off about the subtle difference between arabica and robusta beans. she wasn’t particularly interested in how the heating process could change the coffee’s flavor or the proper way to store beans to avoid flavor disruption. in fact, she couldn’t tell the difference between an expensive cup and a mcdonald’s iced coffee. (and she loved mcdonald’s ice coffees, for reference.) 

but there was something so specifically bitter, so recognizably distasteful about this coffee that had becky rethinking the four dollars she spent on it every time she came. becky, however, was never quite good at abandoning a routine, even one detrimental or boring, so she found herself day after day, returning to this coffee spot. it was close enough to the office for her to sneak away without feeling like she was missing too much work, and every now and again she needed a break from the hum drum of the office.

[c23-may]

I’m the hot girl.