starters blog

[wrxckage]

"You know the best part about what I do? I can hit people with a stick and make it seem accidental"

[driv3s]

who   :   zoya   laurent,     open,      @championstarters

where   :   at&t   stadium

she’s   leaning   against   the   mini   bleachers,    her   arms   are   loosely   crossed   on   her   chest,    perfectly   trimmed   eyebrows   raised   up   as   she’s   watching   them   fumble   through   their   explanation.    there’s   a   smirk   tugging   at   her   glossied   lips,    all   the   signs   showing   that   she’s   clearly   entertained.    “   no,    go   on.    i   desperately   wanna   hear   how   you   justify   that,   ”    green   hues   scan   the   person   in   front   of   her,    zoya’s   tone   is   sharp   but   teasing,    there’s   a   familiar   bite   to   it.    “   i   promise   i’m   all   ears,    don’t   disappoint   me,   ”

[ofmercies]

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑: open | @championstarters 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: vendor row

❛ i don't know what you were so worried about — this is great. ❜ sylvie said around a bite. ❛ seriously, the little kick at the end? fuck martha stewart. ❜

[thecoledavis]

open starter where: near the media area when: mid afternoon

Having achieved anonymity for the entirety of the afternoon, Cole had gotten a little too confident. His ridiculous disguise of dark clothing and a labeless baseball cap had worked wonders in his opinion. No one had noticed him. Not that he was all that surprised as the grounds were crawling with professional athletes who were far more noticable in Dallas. It was almost freeing. He had gotten very distracted, enjoying the talking and laughter around him. Cole hadn't even realised until it was almost too late that he'd stumpled upon the media area. He glanced up from his phone like a deer in headlights. Frozen still on the spot. His heartbeat picking up with the fear that if anyone was going to recognise him, it was the people here. Suddenly, Cole pushed himself into action and spun on his heel. Colliding almost immediately with someone walking in the opposite direction. "God!" The male exclaimed. "I'm so sorry. Are you okay?"

[hcneytoned]

who: open @championstarters where: vendor row

xavier had been halfway through vendor row when someone stopped him for a photo, then another, then a kid asking for an autograph on a baseball that was already signed by three other players. he didn't mind, laughs came easy, arms slung around shoulders for pictures before sending people back into the crowd with a quick fist bump. when he finally stepped aside for a second, he noticed someone nearby watching the whole thing. a grin spread across his face. "right then, you next?"

[gutpxnchs]

event limited starter (0/3)

location: the batting cages

“oh no, you do not want my advice. i did not play a lot of baseball in my home country.” the quiet athlete commented.

@championstarters

[blurredvisicn]

status: open @championstarters where: vendor row

“hey, i’ll give you 25 bucks if you swear you never saw me. "

[bledinhrt-deactivated20260425]

open to anybody (0/5) @championstarters location: the bullpen ( the bugout )

aydin completely missed the target after throwing the dart. "okay listen, i'm a bit rusty." that was a lie, he never really played darts, but a man can dream to have many many talents. "how have you been?" he asked, they've been playing only for a little bit, taking turns asking each other questions as they play darts, a good excuse to catch up.

[sunburntsilk]

who: open to all ! where: seeking relief in the shade !

the texas sun in march had no right to be this aggressive, and fitz had made the rookie mistake of wearing a dark shirt, which he was now paying for somewhere between the vendor row and the main stage, beer getting warm in his hand faster than he was drinking it. he found a patch of shade, leaned against a tent post, and glanced sideways at whoever had the good sense to end up in the same spot. "please tell me you know where the actual food is," he said. "i've been walking in circles for twenty minutes."

[quietmuses]

𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 : @championstarters 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 : outside the dugout

"I said, if you don't get your fuckin' ass down here, I'm going to kick it into next Tuesday, dude."

[offmatch]

໒꒱﹒  location : the park near the baseball field & open for only five replies . @championstarters

໒꒱﹒     "  don’t  look  at  me  like  that,  "  he  called  out  without  turning,  firmly  stationed  at  the  grill  with  a  spatula  in  hand  while  smoke  curled  lazily  around  him.  "  somebody's  gotta  make  sure  you  all  don't  burn  the  place  down.  "  he  slid  another  patty  across  the  grates,  flames  flaring  up  for  a  brief  second  before  settling  as  grease  snapped  against  the  heat,  and  only  then  did  he  glance  over  his  shoulder,  eyes  narrowing  playfully  beneath  the  backward  brim  of  his  cap.  "  you  here  to  help,  or  just  to  criticize  my  technique  ?  "  he  asked,  a  brow  lifting  as  the  corner  of  his  mouth  tugged  upward.  "  because  if  you’re  not  grabbing  a  plate  or  a  drink  for  somebody,  you're  dangerously  close  to  being  assigned  cleanup  duty.  "

[dallasdarlings]

open to: anyone ( @championstarters )

location: the bullpen stage

she had kept it a secret for as long as she could, not wanting to jinx it but being one of the singers for the weekend block party had to be the highlight of her year so far. as excited as she was though, zee was also incredibly nervous and though her set was still a couple hours away, she felt like she couldn't fully enjoy the event until her performance was done. turning towards the person closest to her, zee took the first opportunity to be able to distract herself. "how do you usually take care of the jitters?"

[driv3s]

who   :   zoya   laurent,     open,      @championstarters

where   :   the   bullpen,   near   the   kids   zone   &   mini   batting   cages   

the   sun   is   pressing   heat   into   zoya’s   uncovered   shoulders,    her   denim   skirt   is   riding   high   on   now   sun   kissed   thighs   and   knee   high   boots   are   completely   impractical   for   grass,    but   she   doesn’t   care.    she   crouches   slightly,    milo   is   in   front   of   her   at   the   tee   and   his   oversized   cap   is   sliding   over   his   eyes.    “   alright,    buddy    -    elbow   up.    other   elbow    -    no   …    -    yes,    that   one.    you   have   two,    use   them,   ”    her   voice   is   calm   but   firm   and   within   seconds,    her   son   huffs   dramatically   and   she   can’t   help   but   roll   her   eyes   playfully   while   brushing   a   curl   off   his   forehead.    “   look,    mama   didn’t   invent   baseball   and   she   isn’t   perfect.    i’m   not   running   the   drills   perfectly   and   i   can’t   pitch   like   your   faves,    but   i   can   teach   you   to   hit.    is   that   okay   ?   ”    a   nod.    he   swings,    he   misses.    he   swings   again,    gets   in   contact   this   time    -    it’s   wobbly,    but   rolls   forward   and   it’s   enough   for   a   three   year   old.    she   notices   they’re   being   watched,    straightening   her   posture   back   up,    her   one   hand   hooked   into   the   back   pocket   of   her   skirt.    “   he   clearly   gets   his   almost   athleticism   from   me,   ”    her   tone   is   lightweight,    even   though   her   face   expression   is   dead   serious.    “   tragic   for   the   rest   of   you,   ”    a   shrug   and   finally   her   eyes   move   up   to   the   person   in   front   of   her,    though   her   attention   span   allowing   her   to   watch   milo   at   the   same   time.    “   don’t   tell   him   i   said   that    -    i’m   trying   to   build   character,    not   ego,   ”

[xcarlaciagx]

open starter ( @championstarters )

" how can you not love punch the monkey though? he has literally captured everybody's hearts. i mean have you not seen the tiktok of him being bullied and then the zoo keeper giving him a stuffed monkey that he ends up carrying by his side all the time? do you hate monkeys is that it? because we should totally fly to japan and take him home with us, or visit him. all i know is i want to protect punch with all my freaking dang heart dammit! "

[jjckx-deactivated20260405]

Open starter Location: The Dugout (sports bar) Time: around 10pm

The Outlaws have won yet another game, even though it had been a bit touch and go at times. No matter the ringing in his ears after getting tackled so often on the field, there had been a buzzing of tensions in the pitchers, louder than any aftershock from another colliding body against his. Chantings muffled by boos, beers lukewarm in dowturned mouths. Still, they had won and, as always, the entire team gathered afterwards for drinks at the Dugout, which is how Jackson found himself mulling over the pinkest cocktail he had ever seen to this date, cold sheen of condensation slipping under his fingertips as he welcomed the drink a teammate had ordered for him before vanishing.

"Hhmm... Heck is this?" He asked to no one in particular as he bowed to sniff the glass before straightening up and looking at the person at his side for support. "Have you got any idea what's in this one?" Jackson asked while stirring the liquid with the straw.

[offmatch]

໒꒱﹒  location : apex fitness club & open for only four replies . @championstarters

໒꒱﹒     "  this  isn't  the  place  for  half  effort.  if  you  wanted  an  easy  workout,  you  could've  gone  to  one  of  those  polished  little  gyms  down  the  street.  "

[scrpens]

who: open to anyone @championstarters

“oh good, you brought chaos with you.” a teasing lilt curling through her voice as she looked up.