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A Collection of Starters from our group!.What happens when three girls want nothing more than their families back? Something more than they possibly imagined; imprisoning the entire town in L I M B O

[quinnloved]

Huffing hard, despite his best efforts,Tyler found his return rather unsettling, especially as the circumstances behind it were unapparent. He was angry, scared, and even a little curious as to why the world had given him a second chance. His time at peace had been pleasing to Tyler, he had learned many things, and overlooked as his friends grew and became better people. He would even go as far as to say he was proud of their development, however, he could not watch this from a much closer view. 

“You don’t happen to know what the hell is going on, do you?”

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[heroicsvlvatore]

Stefan was unbelievably confused. He was back from the dead, yes. That unless this was some type of conflicted hell… but for the about half an hour he was wandering around town, things seemed… normal? He had no clue how much time has passed or how the hell he simply reappeared in Mystic Falls as if nothing happened, but he was sure as hell going to find out. He walked into the Mystic Grill, hoping to spot at least one person he could recognize. “I don’t think… I’ve ever seen this place so crowded in my life…” He said to himself, taking a seat at one of the very few available tables. Weirdly, he felt his head spinning. He furrowed his eyebrows, closing his eyes for a moment, trying to recall the last thing he remembers. “I can’t be here… It’s not possible…”

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[bewitchingamelia]

“W-where the hell am I?” her voice came out in a hoarse whisper. After so long being alone she’d not used it since she’d passed away - but now, standing in the middle of a strange town square she was shaken to the core, her body hunched inwards to avoid anyone taking notice of her. Wherever she was it couldn’t be a safe place - not after so long not feeling anything. Despite the warm summer day there was a sharp gust of wind as she looked around, her panic growing larger. “Oh my god….oh my god oh my god…” she closed her eyes, trying to control her breathing as the winds grew worse, leaves and random debri flying around her in a circle. 

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[thehxndsomeone-deactivated20210]

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              AFTER A FEW DAYS of adjusting to returning to the land of the living, Belle figured that she would at least try and get out in the world. Although, for an introvert, that was easier said than done. The young brunette did not thrive in social situations, in fact she actively tried to ignore them. However, hopefully this life would be different. Catching her bottom, plump, lip between her teeth, the young witch wandered into ‘The Roasted Bean’, a petite cafe in the town center which Belle would likely claim as her home. It was quiet, it seemed perfect for her, really. Book in hand, the timid young witch would ordinarily have chosen the table in the corner. This time, she approached a table that harbored another person. “Uh- Hi.. Would- Would you like some company?” A nervous hand combed back through loose curls as her lashes fluttered ever so slightly, catching the gaze of the other. 

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         Alice had one one of her head phone in as she moved to take a seat on top of the mystic clock tower, looking below. Sure it was dangerous and she wasn’t suppose to be there. It wasn’t the first time she’s been up there. Knowing she couldn’t stay at a shitty motel forever considering her funds are going to run out soon. she needed to find a home. take one .  “ This town is just getting more and more crowded.” She observed there being more people than there was originally when she came here . 

[huntingbraeden]

it was safe to say that ben was rather thrown off guard. it almost felt like a vivid dream with how he couldn’t remember how he even got to this strange town. he knew it had something mystical to do with it but he’s not one to lose his cool so quickly. but… where does he start? ben looked around the street, the look of it was rather normal so far. his eyes caught a local bar across the street, and so his regular and slightly alcoholic instincts lead him there. he sighed, his eyes wandering around the place in a hesitant way as he sat by the bar counter. “hey, you don’t seem to know if there’s a motel in this weird-ass town huh?” he asked a person that sat near-by.

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[disgraced-winchester]

Despite his best efforts, Sam had lived a pretty reckless life. There were very few moments of true peace, or rather a lack of total chaos. If he and his brother weren’t running from something, they’d be chasing something. There was really no rest, not even in death it seemed, when he had Hell waiting for him with an unspeakable amount of torture and pain. His life was far from what he’d wanted it to be. Far from the settled down normal image he’d imagined when he walked away from hunting in his late teens. Before his brother came to pull him back into it.  And they’d been like that since.

Finally, as things seemed to start settling down and he thought he’d be able to enjoy at least some part of his life, he got sucked into.. wherever the hell he was. His hands lifted to rest on the back of his neck as he walked down the sidewalk, carefully avoiding running into people before he caved and darted a hand out to stop one. “Hi, I’m sorry, where am I right now? What’s this place called?”

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[thehxndsomeone-deactivated20210]

            APPEARING OUT OF THIN AIR wasn’t entirely unusual to the male, considering one of his closest allies was an angel, so he could pretty much ride shotgun with Cas whenever he saw fit. But, this time felt different. The place in which he’d appeared was entirely different to anywhere he’d been before. It wasn’t purgatory, it certainly wasn’t hell, nor was it heaven - it was a different place entirely. Wherever he was could wait, right now he had a date with whatever the nearest cafe or bar was in the damn place. His stomach growled, God he hoped they had pie. Wandering into the Mystic Grill, the male took a seat at the bar, immediately snatching a menu from the counter. 

            “No pie? What do you mean no pie?” His voice raised, eyes shooting wide as he slammed the menu down. “I’ll take a cheeseburger. Double meat, double cheese, double everything.” Dean murmured, lips curving down ever so slightly in disapproval, his stomach already grieving for the lack of pie.

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Open Starter | Sebastian 

Having to be strapped in a coffin in the last hundreds of years, one would expect he knew or at least notice strange things when it comes to being trapped in a prison world. But as a vampire, Sebastian is rather clueless nor did he knew such things existed beforehand. Everything around them looked exactly the same, the school, the shops and even the placements of little things.

He knew Lizzie was up to something on the day they performed the spell, but nothing seems to have changed and after a while Sebastian brushed it off. Only until recently when he became suspicious again when the blonde begins to act… weird and distanced. Therefore, he decide to take it upon himself to snoop around the school ground.

“Apologise, but I believe you may be trespassing.”

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Open Starter | Xander Jones

A lot of things has changed ever since Xander has returned home from his journey including his enrollment into Salvatore Boarding school, it’s been a long one – searching for clues and information on his birth parents was proven more difficult than he imagined. He is one of the lucky ones, being taken under Caroline’s wing so he could better understand what he truly is without the dangerous part

As per usual, Xander drove around Mystic Hallows on his motorbike in hopes in searching for peace of mind. Something has been bothering him lately, especially after Belle’s sudden return out of nowhere. He is glad and grateful that his best friend has returned and nothing has happened to them but something… something just didn’t seem right. With his bike now parked outside the coffee shop, helmet in one hand whilst the other brushed through his dark locks. “Hey - yeah sorry, staffs only packing.” He spoke up, glancing towards the other.

[originxltribrid]

For about a week now Hope felt like something was off. She didn’t know why, or what was causing her to feel this way, but she couldn’t shake the feeling. She had eventually decided it was due to being paranoid. She had started using dark magic a little while ago, in hopes to grow stronger. She was in control of it though, or so she thought. The tribrid decided to and clear her head. Running and turning into her wolf form had been helping, but she was going to try a different way today. She set up some art supplies by a small pound. It had been too long since she painted anything. Dipping her paint brush she got to work.

[quinnloved]

Although Thea was trying her upmost hardest, she could not help but stifle a laugh, one that had been threatening her lips for minutes during their conversation. She covered her mouth with her hand and sighed, shaking her head softly. 

“Do forgive me, but nothing about this town surprises me anymore.” She apologized, chuckling softly to herself. She knew better to assume goodness would come from the town, and honestly, if she didn’t laugh, she’d cry.

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[thehxndsomeone-deactivated20210]

ONE THING THE VAMPIRE always found to help cravings, which oddly seemed to be all over the place at the moment, was bourbon. Luckily for him, there didn’t look to be a slim supply of the liquid. Thank God. Without a steady stream of alcohol or , Kol would likely not be the most pleasant of company. Wandering into the bar, the original vampire once again found it unoccupied, not a single bartender in sight. Of course, he took it upon himself to move behind the bar, plucking the bottle from the top shelf. Fishing a glass from beneath the bar, he then moved back around the front, perching on one of the stools. Pouring some of the liquid into the glass, he then swirled it for a moment. “Is it really too much to ask to get a little peace? To have a quiet drink without any disturbance..” Kol mused, turning to cast a glance toward the other, whom he had sensed entering the room. Lifting the glass to his lips, he then tipped back his head, downing the liquid. 

[quinnloved]

SHE ABSENTMINDEDLY TAPPED HER PEN AGAINST THE PAPER– her mind drifted quickly away with herself, she had almost no idea how long she had been daydreaming for, however, the sound of someone clearing their throat was enough to stir her from her trance. Shaking her head softly, Lydia looked up and down at the writing that had scribes upon the lined paper, sighing as she took it, and scrunched it up in her hands. Huffing softly, she tossed it into the nearby bin and begun working from scratch before groaning as she slammed the pen down against the paper top.

“I can’t concentrate– and it doesn’t help with all the excessive noise!” 

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[thehxndsomeone-deactivated20210]

                “Scott?” Stiles shouted as he stumbled out of the other side of the portal, struggling to find his footing. Brows drew together, gaze flicking around the unfamiliar setting. “Scott!” He repeated his best friend’s name, louder this time. They had been together mere moments earlier and now the other male was no where to be seen. A hand combed back through his hair, chest heaving as panic began to set in. Panic attacks were something that weren’t entirely foreign to Stiles, but usually he had one of his friends to calm him down. It looked as though he was on his own, however. He remembered what Lydia had once told him, and held his breath, allowing his heart rate to return to a normal, steady pace. Deep brown hues moved around the area, taking in the town center before him. The town he was looking at, the place he was, it definitely wasn’t Beacon Hills. 

                “Oh.. My god— Is this the Matrix?” Stiles murmured to himself. Or rather, he thought it was to himself. The male hadn’t noticed the presence of another being nearby. “Or.. Shit— Is this the Hunger Games. Alright, where’s Katniss?” He then spun on his heel, letting out a high pitched scream as he finally noticed he wasn’t alone. “Ah- Uh- Hi..” The male murmured, awkwardly shifting from foot to foot.

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            “Dude, watch where you’re going,” Cassie spoke, acidity dripping from her words, lips curving in fury as the other bumped into her. To say the woman was on edge would be an understatement. Ever since she had began to dabble in black magic, the young witch had found herself looking over her shoulder a lot more than usual, as well as feeling a hell of a lot more paranoid. Though, that didn’t mean she was about to stop— she needed to bring her father back. A hand then coasted back through raven locks, thick brows drawing together. “Sorry, that was so rude, are you alright?” Cassie murmured, an apologetic smile flashing over her features. 

[noblemikalsn]

Elijah took another drink, trying to burn away the thirst that was in his throat. Clearly coming back from the dead made one hungry and the few blood bags he had taken hadn’t been enough. He looked up to the bartender in the grill. “You might want to just leave the bottle,” he said, before turning to watch as someone sat down at the bar next to him.  

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