#lmk if you need me to change anything!

[ofxhollows]

Location: Killer Pizza Characters: Ethan & Alan @fatebinds closed starter

He was craving some food, and pizza sounded good. He didn't mind if the place wasn't as crowded, he rather preferred it that way. What he did mind was seeing a familiar face he'd rather not. His brother. Glaring over at him he felt like anytime he was around Alan, it sucked the life out of him.

[graeclings]

for: @sapphircd

location: lannister quarters

"I trust you remain unflustered by recent events; save perhaps, for our sister's happy news? Shall you be counted on to arrange a celebration to herald such a blessing?" Much akin to neglected wife of middle aged with little to occupy her time, Tywell was draped across a sofa, his hand lazily supporting a cup of tea. Had he not invited his brother for a tête-à-tête, he would have sought to employ a court painter to capture his grace. Naturally, Tywell was burdened by the wild passions and fears that gripped the lands -- the violence of dragons held a vice grip upon his heart, but little could be done by his hand. His siblings however, remained an unaltered source of great amusement. "Can I pray for it to become a double wedding? One of our sisters dear friends could make you a handsome bride."

[elementsofxcemre]

Location: Fishing hole characters: Nina & Elijah @elijahbell

This area of the island gave her a sense of familiarity, considering the scenery was beautiful. It reminded her of the lake she visited back in Guatemala. She felt a pang of homesickness and guilt for not visiting home sooner. Caught up in her artistic life, she had lost sight of what was truly important: family. What if she was stuck here for a long time? What if there was no rescue? What if this turned into some kind of Predator scenario on this weird planet? [referring to the movie Predators 2010] The uncertainty gnawed at her, amplifying her worry.

She had to remind herself that she wasn't the only one here. When she caught sight of other people, she had to acknowledge that they could either help or leave her on her own. She was okay with that. How many would actually offer their help or assistance? She sighed, glancing over her shoulder to catch a glimpse of another person entering her line of vision. "Here to hunt fish?" she asked wearily.

[ofxlilac]

Location: coffee shop Characters: Wes & Santiago - @santiagoayala Closed starter

He had been craving coffee for a bit, and hardly slept last night. As he waited in line, he couldn't help but hear the person in front of him. "You know they have great lattes here!"

[gabrielalozano]

location: local mexican restaurant within the cartel neighborhood who: @raffa-ledesma

Gabriela purposely chooses a place firmly nestled within Cartel lines, just for her own peace of mind, and also because she absolutely believes this place has the best flautas in the city. It's been a minute since she'd seen Raffa, hasn't had the opportunity to go by Top Wash in a few weeks, and she's heard some rumblings of another shakeup with the Brotherhood, but not any details. Just mention of the other gang is enough to make her grit her teeth but she takes out her emotions on the plate of food in front of her. Gabriela feels better once half of it is gone. "¿Qué pasa?" she asks finally, deciding to be the one to take the plunge because knowing Raffa, they could sit there in silence for an hour. "Is it your brother again?"

[rileytakeda]

location: adam starke's office who: @adamstarke

As she did every time she needed to have one of these meetings, Riley sent up a quick prayer to whoever was listening that she would not run into any old classmates. It was quite possibly one of the more painful types of small talk she had to do these days and today, she really wasn't in the mood to indulge anyone's pitying glance at her budget wardrobe, as though it somehow made her any less of a lawyer compared to the schmucks dropping $4k on a suit they'll wear to court once. Perhaps that was why she was radiating enough "fuck off" energy that no one was willing to risk interrupting it.

Fortunately, everyone else seemed to either be out at lunch or working through it, and she made her way to Adam's office in relative piece, the paper bag in her arms making her stomach rumble. "Doordash," she announces wryly at his doorway, holding up the food in offering. "Two reubens on rye, an order of latkes, matzo ball soup, and potentially interesting pro bono case if the food wasn't enough of a bribe."

[puppyeared]

XIN YA MOMENT

[ninja-knox-ur-sox-off]

So sad you didn't like the dadsy moment. I thought for sure you would go crazy.

As far as I know David Breen wrote this episode and he's not new. Don't quote me, but I think the writing team is the same

Actually went back and edited my post twice earlier cause I had a buddy mention the mixing studios change and then I also was able to process more lol y’all must have the first version my B o7 I can’t believe my hcs have become canon

[boatdriinks]

@riipperdoc

He hadn't been to a ripper in a while. Yeah, yeah. To his own detriment, he knew. With everything feeling like it was practically disintegrating around him, however, his health had definitely taken a backseat to everything else.

There enters V, who would one day end up mentioning his personal ripper. Dr. Vik Vektor. A pretty chill dude with a clinic all the way in Little China. Wasn't his usual scene anymore, but... well, it sure as fuck was better than pouring eddies into the pocket of some corp sellout. So, Kerry had taken the number offered to him and decided he'd think on it.

That would all culminate into calling the clinic using a voice changer and a private number one day. He hadn't gotten back to having his staff around him all the time anymore, so he just took the act upon himself. Placing the phone on speaker, Kerry would wait patiently, hoping for an answer, despite the lack visible number.

[starlingisms]

closed starter for @romanticlcver | abe & UTP based on this

He couldn't believe it was his high school's ten-year reunion. In truth, Abe almost didn't go. After all the bad experiences he had, from the bullying to the teasing to the fighting, all Abe could think was that those people would still make fun of him. But after his little sister somehow managed to convince him to suck it up (saying "Everyone's all grown-up now. No one would laugh at you."), he decided to go.

Stepping into the high school gymnasium, Abe was hit with a terrible sense of dreadful nostalgia. He fought the urge to bolt out of there and miraculously, his feet stepped further in. Before making it to the punch bowl, Abe managed to say hi to a few familiar faces. But then suddenly he felt his blood run cold at the person calling for his attention--the very person who made his life a living hell all those years ago.

"Oh, uh h-hey. Yea, it's good to see you, too."

[noahhwcng]

closed starter @gwendolynwcde

Noah arrived at the mayoral ball, his eyes scanning the crowd for Dante. He adjusted his tie, feeling a bit out of place among the glittering gowns and sharp tuxedos. It probably didn’t help that he didn’t know many of the guests in attendance. As he made his way through the throng of people, he wasn't paying attention to where he was going. Out of nowhere, he collided with someone, nearly knocking them over. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" he said, reaching out to steady the person he'd bumped into. "Are you alright? I wasn't watching where I was going."

As he looked up to meet the person's eyes, he froze. Recognition dawned on him, and he felt like he'd been transported back in time. "Gwen?" he asked, his voice a mix of surprise and disbelief. It was her. Gwen, Ellie's best friend from high school. He hadn't seen her in years, not since... well, Ellie’s funeral, but he wasn’t going to think about that sad day. His mind raced, memories flooding back. Feeling awkward, he cleared his throat—trying to find the right words. "I... wow. It's been a long time," he said, his hand still on her arm from when he'd steadied her. He quickly dropped it, feeling awkward. "How have you been?"

[kyewinslcw]

closed starter @joxdrayton

location: mayoral ball before the blackout

Kye was making his rounds at the mayoral ball, scanning the crowd for familiar faces when his gaze landed on a face he’d always looked forward to seeing. Josephine. He felt his breath catch in his throat as he took in her appearance. His jaw dropped a bit. Damn, she looked ethereal in the dress she had on. They'd spoken about giving their marriage a fair shot, and while he wanted to ask her to come with him to this event, he'd refrained from doing so. A part of him was still skittish, but now that they were both here, he figured he could at least chat her up—she was his wife, after all.

Pushing aside his reservations, he approached her from behind, a charming smile spreading across his face. "You look beautiful this evening," he said as he positioned himself in front of her, his eyes roaming over her appreciatively. Despite his best efforts to remain detached, he couldn't deny the flutter in his chest at her proximity. "Did you come alone?" His gaze lingered on her pretty face a little too long, drinking in the sight of her. 

[graeclings]

for: @flamedreamt

location: a small garden

"Can you forgive me for interrupting your solitude? I would contest my presence severely outweighs whatever lays in your book, but I fear you would be too shy to agree with my assertion." Carilyn's moods were never readily discernible, but Tywell spoke only in jest, in regards to their estimation of his worth; for his part, he felt little could rival the golden sheen of his hair beneath a high noon sun. He had taken to a stroll in part to let his peers enjoy the bounty of his well-groomed mane, and in part, to seek conversation, for which he could gleam better the sense of morale amidst the court. Carilyn, rooted to a bench and well-occupied by reading, had the misfortune of being the most interesting figure his gaze came across. "I should wonder what you make of the misery and bloodshed that has befell us all -- your eye is always keenly observing."

[elementsofxcemre]

Location: Obsidian Beach Characters: Nina and Tej @tejvirani

Maybe she acted hastily and ran off towards this part of the island. She knew she didn't want to head into the hub; whatever feast was there seemed questionable. She was already in a space where she wasn't sure was even safe. Everything looked too good to be true. With the newfound knowledge that motion cameras were watching them, she did her best to be quick and agile.

Whatever had drawn her to the black sand followed the riptide of the ocean. It mirrored her emotions, as the force of the waters clashed against the rocks. She figured she could capture this scenery before night took over. She carried her bag with her, searching for her drawing pad. She probably looked a mess, and it wasn't like she knew who these people are. "How long are we going to be here for?" she spoke to herself aloud. She thought she was alone.

[fengforhire]

location: tideview university time: wednesday night who: @reidhalstead

She's exhausted and it's late. The library has largely cleared out by this point except for the few stragglers, equipped with their numerous cans of caffeinated beverages and energy drinks. There's a certain frenetic, yet sleepy energy that emerges at this hour and Jac knows it's probably time for her to head out.

She waves at the security guard stationed at the circulation desk, pulling out a chocolate chip cookie in a ziploc bag for him, to help him get through his shift. Baking was cathartic for her, or sometimes she just liked doing things with her hands. It helps to calm the racing thoughts in her brain, and she's only thankful that Lara doesn't actually need sleep so she doesn't accidentally wake her roommate with her 3am cookie sprees.

Jac tightens the straps of her backpack as she leaves the building, and a smile crosses her face as she sees a familiar blonde head at the bottom of the steps and she goes down to meet him. "Hey," she chirps. She digs into her bag and pulls out another cookie, only slightly squashed, and she holds it out for Reid to take. "I couldn't sleep last night," she said with a sheepish smile. It's not uncommon for her to show up with baked goods, either for her students or for other people she runs into. Strangers tend to be a little less mean when sugar was involved.

"How was your day?" she asked as she began walking by his side towards the part of campus that would take her to the bus stop. Apparently longboarding this late at night was frowned upon. "Or night, I guess? Anyone causing a ruckus?"

[healbellls]

Starters call liked! 1/3 - MUTUALS ONLY -> @the-wandering-rock-collector

"Aye lad, can we have a talk?"

Due to Drake's ignorance for many things, as a result of his illiteracy, his peers constantly look down upon him and quickly come up with their own assumptions about him. They also underestimate how sharp the old man's observing skills, truly are. This image isn't helped with how drunk, he often turns up in most League meetings.

Despite all the odds, the Dragon master seemed to have been the only one to pick up on the overall fatigued (at least it seemed to be the best term to describe it) air, Steven carried with himself. However, it didn't seem to be the usual kind of tiredness, he has seen Steven carry with himself.

Devon wouldn't let it down, if anything in the slightest bit bad, ever happened to his son. Considering how he hasn't heard anything involving Steven, from his friend. It left him wondering.

He took a drag off his smoking pipe, before he approached the younger man. "Ye aren't leaving right now, are ye?"