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@cleotsiboe-a
lovie simone & she/her / cis woman ‷ watch out , cleo tsiboe has crash-landed into roswell !! they look twenty two years old and celebrate their birthday on january 22nd. they are from roswell, new mexico, reside in greystone complex and are currently working as a personal trainer at the satellite sports complex . one thing you should know about them is that she used to be an elite gymnast ‷
ofamin ╱ 𝐚𝐯𝐢:
LOCATION: planet 7 WHEN: karaoke night CAPPING AT: five AVAILABILITY: open, @roswellstarters
no. no, no, nonono, no, ❛ oh my god … what a cop-out, ❜ avi stresses where they sit & judge ( not so silently ) near the bar, their ears tuning into the music that fades through the overhead speakers. sweet caroline. a song they swear someone sings every week during karaoke night, & honestly? it’s a tired & unoriginal way to seek audience interaction — in avi’s opinion, at least. which, if you ask them, is always right & never wrong, and no, criticism will not be taken at this time. ❛ you — ❜ they snap to get the person beside them’s attention, not knowing anything as far as the other’s name, age, or phone number ( maybe avi’ll ask for that specifically by the end of this charade ). the only thing they’re banking on is the stranger’s talent, ❛ this isn’t up for debate, but we’re performing next — why? because everyone loves a troy & gabriella moment, and i will be damned if this nobody on stage thinks sweet caroline is the crowd pleaser of the night. ❜
“ sweet caroline’s not even that bad of a song, honestly. like ... it’s kind of romantic. in an old timey, white people sort of way. ” she answers, taking a sip of her drink before she starts nodding along to the melody. yeah, that’s definitely the alcohol talking — a sober cleo would never admit to liking something as cheesy and overplayed as sweet caroline. and especially not to a stranger. “ okay, but i’m sure that people would like a troy and gabriella moment a lot less if gabriella couldn’t sing for shit. like, seriously — i cannot hold a note to save my life. ” her expression is solemn as she speaks, as if her lack of musical talent pains her greatly. “ i mean, i’ll still do it if you want me to. #YOLO and whatever, y’know. i just don’t want to ruin your vibe. ”
brooktumanday ╱ 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐤:
cleo’s so cool about it, which only makes brook feel more embarrassed. “uh… yeah,” he says. “that’d be great, actually. i could take some for you as well.” he remarks, “you look… really nice. would be a waste not to take photos of you.” he hopes it’s not obvious that he’s blushing, flustered, as he makes that comment. but that’s what he’s trying to do, right? he’s trying to not make it awkward. so she looks good, anyone can see that, it’s no big deal, just a friendly remark. he still thinks that what she did to him was dumb, but he’s had a year to realize that it was ultimately nothing to spend a lifetime begrudging her for.
“ aw, thanks. ” cleo says, smile widening at his words as the tension between them eases a little. she doesn’t know if he meant them, or if he’d only said them to quell the awkward nature of their chance meeting. either way, they’re deeply appreciated. “ honestly, i don’t even have anywhere to post pictures of myself. my personal insta gets like, absolutely no traction anymore. ” she rambles, an attempt to fill the silence as she points the phone camera towards him and fiddles with the camera settings for a moment. “ okay, now look off in the distance and pretend you’ve noticed something interesting. ”
fmaudrey ╱ 𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐲:
“i traded my ability to get a good night’s sleep for the ability to memorize useless stuff from textbooks,” says audrey in commiseration. “but we shouldn’t get too upset about it. we’re both still amazing women. some of the finest the world has to offer.” she explains, “well, from what i remember, photographic memory isn’t really photographic anyway. that’s why experts prefer to call it eidetic memory. but yes, lots of kids have this sort of memory. but it’s not a loss, just a metamorphosis. they outgrow it.”
“ you’re so right, babe. we’re still sexy. ” she nods in agreement, a cheerful smile spreading across her face. cleo listens intently as she explains photographic memory, turning away from the arcade machine so as to give audrey her full attention. “ eidetic ? metamorphosis ? now you’re just making up words to mess with me. ” she jokes, a small laugh accompanying her words. “ you’re way too smart for me, honestly. smart and hot — what a package.”
aliisms ╱ 𝐚𝐥𝐢:
“ NICEST AND PRETTIEST, ” he grins shamelessly, knowing he could always count on cleo. “ what’s on my mind ? i don’t know if you wanna hear that, i’d say it’s a bit of a downer. wouldn’t want to take that smile off your face. besides, i rather hear about your day, ” ali says cheerfully, before ordering him a drink— on her tab, of course.
“ you don’t have to sweet talk me, you know. i’m already buying you a drink.” she rolls her eyes, pausing briefly to order her own drink before turning to him again. “ it’s not like my day was much better. a client’s girlfriend threw a drink at me because she thought i was flirting with him. even though i was literally just doing my job. ”
missroswell ╱ 𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞:
location: the crash down cafe
open to everyone
Janelle has her head resting in one hand while munching on her piece of toast with the other. After covering someone’s night shift from another floor, she wanted a small moment of clarity and peace for a couple of hours. “ I haven’t felt this tired since my dance coach made me do a dance routine to ‘come on Eileen’ for eight hours until I got it right.” She waved her hand back and forth before popping a piece of fruit in her mouth, “ Don’t ask. It’s time I will never get back.”
@roswellstarters
“ i’m just really surprised that incident wasn’t, like, your supervillian origin story or something. ” she says, laughter echoing through the mostly empty diner. “ i mean, i’d definitely go a little crazy if i had to hear the phrase ‘ oh come on eileen ’ over and over again for eight hours straight. you’re built differently.”
jeremyss ╱ 𝐣𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐲:
“ isn’t that like . . a timezone ? “ jeremy mumbles , a sly grin sliding onto his face as he playfully rolls his eyes . “ i dunno . i guess i never thought you were INTERESTED in the arcade . “ he admits . that was back in the day when jeremy rode around on his bike , and thought girls were gross ( but still kinda cute ) , and his ma was always yelling at him to be at home in time for supper . life was easier then , although - it included a lot less CLEO , which is for the worse . jeremy can’t help grinning wide , pretending to eye her hands in suspicion . “ yeah , of yeah . . those are monster hands . absolutely disgustingly large . “ he’s commenting , batting her away gently , before allowing their hands to be held up . almost immediately , he’s feeling himself blush . “ i - normal sized ? “ jeremy can’t help say , as soon as their hands are up together . his own could crush her . “ i had no idea you’re basically ELF SIZED , cleo . i didn’t know hands could be this small . “ as she interlocks their fingers , jeremy clears his throat and quickly pulls his hand away . he hopes to god his blush is not noticeable . “ anyways , i guess it doesn’t matter now cause no offence , but you suck at the game now . “ he says it a bit more rough-tough how-you’d-speak-to-one-of-the-boys then he intends , but he’s still feeling the phantom warmth of her hand on his and it’s making his brain feel slightly scattered .
“ ELF SIZED !? ” cue the indignant gasp as she feigns offence at his statement. the smile on her face visibly falters as jeremy pulls his hand away abruptly, face falling as she pulls her own hand back to her side. the rejection definitely stung a little, especially since it came from him. “ that’s really cold of you, washington. ” she says quietly, frowning as she shoves her hands into her pockets. words are deliberately ambiguous as to what they’re actually referring to, and maybe she meant for them to be that way. “ you’re really lucky that i’m all all out of money. otherwise i’d be kicking your ass at ‘ the king of fighters ’ right now. that’d show you who’s boss.”
sophiehart ╱ 𝐬𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐞:
“nah,” sophie shook her head. “i think it’s just that everyone else in this town has been playing since they were ten, so everyone’s just ridiculously good at galaga here,” she mused as the two moved away from the big boxy machine. “dunno if you have any money left, but i still have a couple of bucks. we could play street fighter or that simpson’s game together?”
“ that ... actually makes a lot of sense. ” she nods in agreement, an expression of realisation settling upon features. the space invader has had the same arcade machines since the dawn of time, so it’s really no surprise that everyone has had time to hone their craft. “ i haven’t played street fighter in sooooo long. i honestly feel like it’d be an easy win for you. BUT — let’s do it.”
elizabxthwilson ╱ 𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐡:
“Maybe you’re just a little rusty?” She didn’t know how long she had been playing so that statement might be useless. “I do think we can get worse at things, either it get’s harder because you don’t move the same or you somehow forget how to do something.” Wasn’t exactly a sentence of hope but I doubt she was looking for a lie.
“ i mean, probably. i used to spend entire days in this place. ” she chuckles, hitting the start button to return to the home screen. clearly, there weren’t many things for a ten year old to do around roswell. “ great. so i’m probably already past my video game peak. might as well resign myself to a life of like, knitting, or whatever it is that old people do. ”
mercyovalles ╱ 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐲:
“Honestly, I think so. I used to be obsessed with those cartoon network computer games when I was younger and now, I feel like I don’t even know what I’m doing,” the brunette said, a light snicker slipping past her lips as her eyes read the game over on the screen. “How many times have you tried?”
“ ooooh i used to love those ! the billy and mandy one was the shit. ” she exclaims, tone excited as a wave of nostalgia washes over her. “ like, eight times. i think it’s time to cut my losses before i end up spending half my salary on this thing.” she sighs, sparing a wistful glance over at the machine before she steps away. “ want a milkshake ? my treat.”
fmaudrey ╱ 𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐲:
“depends,” says audrey. “you definitely got worse at some things, but i’d bet you’re better at some others. i knew someone who was kind of shit at math, but in college she was suddenly a total whiz.” she says, “don’t fret, bestie. look, sometimes your body or brain trades in one thing for another. for example, many children have photographic memory, but they lose it as they grow older. not because they’re dumber now, but because their brains now process info in a more abstract way.”
“ WAIT — so many of us had a legitimate superpower as children ? ” she asks, genuinely curious. of course the bit about photographic memory is her main takeaway from audrey’s response. “ i guess you’re right. i just traded in my video game expertise for life skills. like cooking and cleaning and stuff like that. ” she continues, pausing to glance over at the game over screen once more. “ not sure if it was worth it, though. ”
savannasolis ╱ 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚:
“ Sometimes, these things are rigged, I swear, ” Savanna said and looked at her screen, saying the same thing. Blowing off some steam, only to be disappointed by the end results “ I’m not kidding, I also used to have the same title. I held number one from the ages of twelve to fourteen, actually !”
“ yeah, you’re right. they just want us to spend more of our money on these things now. you know, inflation or whatever. ” she agrees, words laden with confidence despite the fact that she has no idea what she’s talking about. clearly, this is the more logical explanation than her just being out of practice. “ no way. you held number one for two years ? that’s next level talent. ” she says, sounding genuinely impressed.
jeremyss ╱ 𝐣𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐲:
“ oh ABSOLUTELY . my grandpa by the time he was like 80 , he was terrible at peein ‘ in the toilet bowl . and i’m like . . .perfect at that now . “ jeremy says , conversationally , nodding along . he glances over her shoulder , to what she’s been gaming on , and a sly grin flashes over his face . “ this game ? nuh uh . no way . cause i used to play this game ALL the time when i was younger , and i was third place , always trying to beat the first two . and no way did that place used to belong to YOU . “ jeremy can feel his younger self wanting to kick himself now , with the realisation potentially trickling in . “ maybe your hands have gotten too big for the controls . i swear i read once that arcade’s are made for childrens hands . “ that’s most definitely not correct , but jeremy says it with enough confidence . “ c’mon , hold ‘em up . let me see them . “
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she can’t help the face that she makes at his revelation, disgusted expression replaced by amusement only moments later as she bumps her shoulder against his. maybe others would be turned off by it, but not cleo. she’s far too used to his idiosyncrasies for it to matter. “ what did you think ‘ CMT ’ stood for , genius ? cleo marie tsiboe. ” she says, rolling her eyes as if it should be obvious. she did not spend all of her pocket money at this arcade for her achievements to go unnoticed, thank you very much. “ now you’ve got me paranoid that my hands are giant. thanks, j. ” a playful smile spreads across her face as she abandons her next attempt at the game in favour of holding her hands up against his. “ see. they’re normal sized ! ” she laughs, interlocking their fingers.
open to: anyone ! @roswellstarters location: space invader arcade
“ can you get worse at things as you get older ? ” she sighs, shaking her head in frustration as she's greeted by the GAME OVER screen for what seems to be the millionth time. “ because i swear i used to have, like, the second highest score on this thing when i was ten and now i can’t even get past level two. ” which is boding terribly for her competitive streak.
aliisms ╱ 𝐚𝐥𝐢:
location : planet 7
“ HOW INTERESTED IN CHARITY ARE YOU ? ” ali asks the person next to him, eyebrows raising slightly. “ might i suggest donating to the ali hassan foundation ? because i could really use a drink right now, and i forgot my wallet at home. ”
“ did you forget or did you ‘ forget ’, huh ? you’re lucky i’m like, the nicest person in roswell. ” she teases, playful smile upon her features. “ tell you what, you tell me what’s on your mind and i’ll buy you that drink. deal ? ”
brooktumanday ╱ 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐤:
open to: @cleotsiboe
location: anywhere suitable
brook’s simply walking around, aiming to take some nice pictures of himself for instagram. he finds a lovely spot of lighting, but as he’s snapping a few shots he feels himself stagger. he’s about to collide into the other person. “sorry,” he says. but when he catches sight of who it is, he stammers slightly. “sorry, i’m… uh, sorry.” he doesn’t know if he should acknowledge that he recognizes her or if that’d just add unnecessary weight to the situation. it’s been a while since they last talked at all.
“ it’s all good, brook, really. ” she reassures, a small smile spreading across her face as she glances over at him. cleo doesn’t usually do awkward, but even she can’t deny the tense energy between him. it’s not like she blames brook for distancing himself from her after what went down between them, but she does miss how they used to be. “ oh — do you want me to take some pictures for you ? ” she asks, gesturing towards his phone.
