[tygeranthony]

open for: anyone! // @aurorabaystarter

where: utp (let's go on a big bold beautiful journey)

"What's your honest opinion on costume repeating?" Ty asks with a raised eyebrow as he clarifies his parameters, "And don't give me diplomacy. You see someone rock up to Sharky's in the same spooky fit they've been turning out in for three years running. What's your first unfiltered thought?"

[daphcaveney]

“is that a thing?” she needs to get out more it seems. “i mean – i don't know what i'd think, don't really pay attention that much. if it's only one day a year, then i don't think i'd think too much of it. maybe some kind of weird deja vu feeling .. but that's about it. if they did it a bunch of days a year for fun? i might have some questions, a concern or two …” she shrugs. daphne knows that this mayyyy be considered diplomacy. but also. she genuinely didn't think this was a real thing. “what about you, then? first unfiltered though. no diplomacy. full throttle, go.”

[thebellamyxcalvert]

Bellamy shook her head as she leaned back onto her elbows in the sand, enjoying the sun on her skin and the sound of the waves, "Nah, I got myself a little nook at the aquarium. Although I'm tempted to just stay home tonight? At least there I have a real bed? Even if it's a thousand degrees."

[daphcaveney]

“a real bed you'd be sweating nonstop in, i feel like,” her nose scrunches at the thought. “then you'd probably want to wash your sheets but wouldn't be able to. sleeping in your sweat again? ew,” her tongue sticks out just at the thought, shivering. maybe daphne is being a bit dramatic about it .. but that's fine. “are you sure that's what you want? though the aquarium does make me uneasy too – lots of people, i dunno if i'd be able to get any sleep good there.”

[goobiedelgado]

Goobie hesitates despite the clear invitation, though eventually decides fuck it and steps into the stranger's house. It's difficult for her to say no to a beautiful woman, even in potentially dangerous situations.

"I hate to break your heart but yeah, I love pineapple on pizza. I love any form of pineapple. 'S one of the only foods that fights back."

[daphcaveney]

she's half expecting a no – daphne isn't used to having visitors often, minus her brothers and occasional parents, much less a stranger. but she's trying this thing to make friends. is it working? the door closes, she turns back to the brunette. “okay, well,” a dramatic sigh - playful. unserious. “bites back, huh?” there's a giggle as she walks to the counter, leaning against it. “alright. then how do you feel about cauliflower on pizza? my grandpa loves it like a weirdo.”

[linnea-lorenzo]

“ it is which was the idea but it’s also this little guys favorite color so he instantly thought he could help me right now. I guess he did if we’re talking right now ?” Linnea mused a bit surprised that her son’s tactic of just throwing fliers was helping her rather than causing a littering fine. “ thinking about it is better than a no. If you ever have any questions about it my number is there. I don’t mind talking through how the classes are” she admitted before shaking her head. “ not really it’s only popular if you want to join dancing with the stars one day. I used to do it competitively. But I don’t have a partner for that anymore “ @daphcaveney

[daphcaveney]

the idea of dancing again, as silly as it seems, makes daphne nervous. it'll bring up old harbored feelings that she hasn't sorted through - hasn't wanted to sort through. stuff with her mother, regrets, blah blah blah. the whole nine yards. but the idea is intriguing. “it's a start – you both should go into marketing, make it a team effort.” she jokes. it's sweet, how much he seemed to want to help. being cute is just a bonus, daphne figures. “good to know,” another nod. “how long have you been teaching for? i used to - used to dance since i was a kid, never got into choreo though.” she could've, if she wanted to .. but bruise to her ego was just too sharp. “ah - of course. i'm not as talented as they are, but it is a good watch. the eliminations make me nervous.” that's about as much of a risk she's willing to take most days. “oh – i'm sorry about that.” gives a shy smile. she can relate, even just a little. “but teaching it is better than not doing it at all, right?”

[theameliaxevans]

open - @aurorabaystarter

where - u pick xo

"So you got your Halloween costume picked out yet? Or any ideas?"

[daphcaveney]

“oh – god no,” her head shakes. “i'm still debating if i even wanna do anything – haven't been invited to any parties, yet,” damn. way to sound like a dud, daphne. “you all set up with yours? or any ideas? maybe i'll steal whatever you don't do.”

[priyaxdesai]

closed - @daphcaveney

where - paint and sip at the winery

"So do you have any decorating ideas in mind for your pumpkin?" She wondered, tilting her head as she looked to the woman sitting across from her. "Like I dunno if this should be cutesy, or more Halloween-y. Or just...Picasso it and hope for the best?"

[daphcaveney]

for someone who works in a craft store, daphne feels as if she doesn't have an artistic bone in her body. attempts to mimic either turn out bad or unrecognizable, and she gets defeated enough times to set it down. but it's halloween – this is supposed to be fun, “i'm not too sure yet – i saw on tiktok someone did spongebob pumpkins? like a krabby patty or something. which seems kind of silly .. but easy enough. what about you?” a shrug. "cutesy could be fun, if you're not, like, a spooky type."

[monroegatlin]

⤷ Who: OPEN ˎˊ˗ @aurorabaystarter ➝ Where: the Aurora Bay Farmer's Market, Pumpkin Patch ➝ When: Sunday Afternoon

"I need some expertise. Or just an opinion, really." He turned, holding two pumpkins in each arm, one a tiger stripe and the other a khaki — two odd, but rather neat-looking pumpkins, "... Which one should I go with?" He smiled, "It's for a modest household of one looking to spruce up their balcony."

[daphcaveney]

ears perk up, dog-like, at the words. the pumpkins aren’t really what she’s expecting to see, but given the location .. yeah, she’s a bit silly. daphne tilts her head, as if inspecting them from ways-away. “it guess it depends on the color scheme. modest makes me think plain, even though i’ve seen them be monotone, too. or are you looking at add color? i’ve seen a few home decorating shows, i’m a pro at this.”

[seversilencetobias]

"You know, that's a very fair point. Do we know who's helping out all of the animals out there? Like a crack team of....of zookeepers and marine biologists or something?" The brewery wasn't a bad idea. "That so? Okay, I could be down for that. For at least a stop for a bit or two bits."

[daphcaveney]

“i’m sure the zoo has people prepared for this? i’m no zoologist but it sounds like something they’d prepare for. though i’m kind of curious to see how they take care of them during this.” a shrug – maybe, once things were normal again, she could google it. “alright – then lets go, because now i’m kind of scared more places are going to lose power.” she begins to walk because daphne overthinks too much.

[keolalagaaia]

"It could be, I'm not sure what triggers judgement in you," Keo jokes before he makes himself get back on task and ask his actual question. "I was just wondering if had any recs for what a six year old might like best from here? I'm getting a little overwhelmed by options."

@daphcaveney

[daphcaveney]

“ehhh. it doesn’t take a lot,” she jokes – she’s not really one to judge harshly. something something about being her own biggest critic. turns her attention back to the task at hand. “well. it kind of depends, what do they like? coloring, drawing, making stuff? that’ll help narrow it down. or if they’re big into a certain thing .. i know a lot of kids like that bluey thing?”

[gwen-moreno]

“I think it’s probably natural for everything to have a defense mechanism somewhere in them. I feel like maybe they don’t mean to do it, but they want to keep floating.” Gwen felt suddenly too deep for the conversation about jelly fish and maybe put too much of her own personal feelings into it. She could say she felt a sort of emotional attachment to them and maybe she wanted to know what that peaceful floating sensation felt like. The beach was definitely out of the question for that one. “They probably travel the whole ocean and especially go into places they aren’t supposed to be in. I would imagine that’s how a lot of people get stung. Do you think fish know not to bother them?” @daphcaveney

[daphcaveney]

“that could be it.” daphne’s no expert, really, and sometimes looking at these things makes her more curious – but it sounds like someone smarter should handle all of the scientific things in life, like gwen. “oh, maybe, like subconsciously? survival tactic or what not .. they’re pretty smart for that.” she’s kind of jealous at how mindless it seems to be, even if it’s not in reality. she wishes she could turn her brain off like that sometimes and just be. envious may be the word she’s looking for – it feels a bit silly to say that aloud, so she keeps it to herself. the conversation already a little too deep for daphne to think too hard about it. “i’ve heard of whales traveling all over. or maybe it was sharks?” she’s not sure. “something about them being in florida, then being tracked all the way up to maine – so it’s not out of the question. it makes me wonder if they ever get tired of it? we’re probably too much of a construct to them to really grasp .. if they get anything at all, but i wonder if they look at it like we look at traveling for fun.” she doesn’t even know what she’s saying. moving on. “oh - maybe? though i wouldn’t doubt that they get stung, too, if they get too close. finding nemo never really covered it.”

[murphywindsor]

It was remarkable the way Bradley reworked her demeanor when she was around Daphne. The brunette's steely exterior fell behind when the blonde came around and she felt she could tell her anything. It also didn't help that Daph could read her like a fucking book. "Well, you're one of the few I do care about. I genuinely can't think of a time where I considered someone to be that close to me. Maybe high school, but those shitheads only cared about the money my parents had. But, you're right, I'll stop shitting on myself, in the meantime. I'll just focus on hyping you up, how about that?"

It seemed both girls were dealt with some macabre cards, though it very well brought them even closer together. It was also a wholesome change of pace that Bradley didn't need to worry about feeling ashamed or rejected by Daphne. Daph also resembled to carry some of her own baggage, as well, so the two were cut from the same cloth in that area. "Thanks, D," Bradley began, a bona-fide tone to her voice, "Our families suck ass and I know I can be a certifiable bitch, but you put up with me, and not many other people can say that...or want to do that, so again, thank you." Bradley was never one to show many emotions, if at all, but Daphne had a way of bringing them out in her and they were, after all, having a moment, so Bradley figured she could relish in it until the moment died.

The prize now in Daphne's care, Bradley did her 'dusting off the shoulders' move, beaming back at her. "I might be a bit much when it comes to competitive games, but I never lose. At least I'm aware."

"Yeah, well, I just thought my house was getting a bit lonely, and I only ever have strangers in there, besides you. I figured I could use the company, and I'd rather a fur baby than a real one. And, speaking of not being lonely, did you wanna go to Oasis tonight? I need to show you a real Bradley Canter night on the town."

[daphcaveney]

sometimes, daphne feels alone. and it’s not hard to do – in comparison to her brothers, or to her family, daphne has been on the outskirts. never one to have many friends, never one to be someones first choice. she tries not to blush — always does, when people are not. not exactly a punching bag .. but someone who could never really take a compliment. it’s kind of embarrassing. “aww,” with a mixture of affection and annoyance. bradley’s not annoying. daphne’s just annoyed with herself, never being able to take someones kindness or compliments in a normal way. quite the opposite, actually. “alright, alright, that works for me – but i’m watchin’ you, canter, just to be sure that you’re not doing it on the low.” it’s nice to have a friend who’s friendship doesn’t feel like a transaction. 

and, really, she feels like they’re some kind of weird two sides of the same coin scenario. not entirely, they don’t fit perfectly like a puzzle, but that’s fine with her. the best things in life are never perfect. daphne knows what it’s like to be lonely in a room full of people, crowded but no one sees you. a comparable see-throughness that feels a bit more abstract than she’s comfortable sayin aloud, so she tries to show up in her own way. even if it’s going with bradley’s ideas that sometimes .. leave her brow raising. “well i wouldn’t say it’s putting up with you. you’re not a bad person, you know,” despite what she thinks the other might think about themself. “you don’t have to thank me.” her arm touches the others, gingerly, as if like a stray cat – bradley is adorable, cat-like and all, but knows her boundaries. and daphne would never want to cross from comfortable to not if she could help it. “i wouldn’t be around if i didn’t want to be, you know? like – it’s not like i don’t get it,” her head shakes, swallowing down her own feelings of slight indignation of family dynamics. if the two of them go to talking about that, daphne feels like they’d be here for hours more. “and you’re not a bitch – “ eyes roll at the inevitable pushback on that, but blonde knows she’s right. “don’t say that about my friend and i mean it.” as if she’s a real tough girl and not some 5’1 person, 100lb soaking wet or something.

she laughs at the move, her head shaking again. sometimes, daphne gets a little too in her own head – making a mention note to stop shaking her head so much, people are going to think weird things. “see, and this is why you’re the sporty one and i’m…not.” not anymore, at least. those days were long gone, even as the idea of it twinges sadness in her chest. “remind me to never challenge you to something sporty. i’m too prideful to get my ass beat gracefully.”

“well if you can handle it – why not?” her cat is her best friend, sans people, obviously. but that creature is the light of her life and daphne’s most prized possessions. embarrassing, maybe, but she’s unabashed by it. “are you sure i’ll be able to handle it? don’t want you to dim yourself down for me.”

[eternalconsxlationprize]

Location: Colton's back yard || @daphcaveney

He hadn't even woken up fully, but he walked to the patio table, breakfast already spread out. He was actually thankful for the pool and generator —shit, he'd never been so thankful for electricity before. "Gorgeous, isn't it?" he asked pointing a giant fan as he sipped his —first— coffee.

He had told Daphne that she could come over for breakfast and to do whatever she needed that called for electricity, but he didn't expect her so bright and early. Must be perks of being in her twenties —Colton remembered having that much energy. "Morning, sunshine" he called out.

[daphcaveney]

sometimes, daphne feels bad. it’s a weird kind of anxiety thing where she thinks everyone is looking down at her all of the time. which, is obviously not the truth, but she’s thinking it is — his voice makes her jump slightly, an uneasy laugh as she settles back down. it’s always weird to be at someone elses house. at least to her. “yeah –” and she never knew she could sweat so much as she did during the first few hours of her apartment not having the ac she was used to. horrid times.

her phone is charging, her tablet waiting it’s turn .. she feels like an ipad baby with how bored she gets without them. something something gen z or whatever something something. “thank you for lettin’ me come over - anything i can do to make it up to you? money, uh — “ she thinks. nothing else coming to mind, because, really, daphne doesn’t have much. “more money?”

[ej-machwitz]

EJ offers, "I'll be sure of it, how about that?"

Two pumps of lime juice, no more, no less.

"I'll get one together for you, and sure. Refund, or a replacement. I try not to give too many out," they lean in with their hand held up as if to block their lowered voice from no one in particular. "Not great in terms of product loss. But!" EJ gets back to it, calling over their shoulder. "Losing a customer is a bigger loss in the long run, am I right?"

It's what their dad told them when they may or may not have chased off a few clients from his tanning salon.

"It'll be up in a minute. So, you here just for a drink, or are you going to check out the games?"

@daphcaveney

[daphcaveney]

daphne nods approvingly, “as long as you can keep hold of that promise.” 

her expression contorts into a playful ‘o’ – eyebrows raising slightly, as if ej had just told her the prize winning secret to winning a million dollars. maybe not quite, but it could be considered close. “a refund sounds like too much. i’d take a replacement, as long as it means that i get something in the end. there’s a saying about rewards, but can’t remember it now.”  a nod of her head in confirmation. daphne doesn’t know lick or hide about owning or running a business, but it seems as if ej has some pointers. or, at least, has overheard some. “see – there you go. customer’s always right in some aspects, right? better to have an unhappy customer than to have none at all.”

she shrugs at the next question. “i originally came here for a drink – i’m not much of a gamer. unless you can tell me which one will give me the best prizes..”

[screamqueen-slater]

Kalina thought about where she’d heard the sources for a moment. It had come from a few places. “ he’d mentioned that the doll had a bad affect on him and made him do things he wouldn’t have normally done. And since his cheating scandal came out earlier in the year I believe people put two and two together “ Kalina noted. “ it didn’t help that his ex commented on that excuse. But we love Holly Madison “ she added before glancing back to her. “ have you ever seen one of those allegedly painted dolls? I don’t know about the power they have but they do make me feel uneasy “ @daphcaveney

[daphcaveney]

daphne’s head tilts, as if she was really thinking about it. it kind of does make sense. but she’d never really been one to believe in these kinds of things. after all, does it really make sense? or is it just something people want to believe in? both options are valid, maybe, but she doesn’t know how well kalina would take that - so she keeps mum. “well, think that’s why old dolls give me the creeps. they always have somethin’ annabelle like ‘bout them, you know?” her spine shivers just thinking about it. her own head shakes. truthfully, this was out of daphne’s wheelhouse here. “allegedly? how do you allegedly paint a doll? but no - i haven’t. i’m kind of glad we don’t have a doll problem, here.”

[hollandbrights]

"That's not boring if that happens to be what you like," she points out. She knows that sometimes that's what people like and there's no harm in eating flavors that you knew you were going to like. She did that all the time. "Oh, I guess... yeah wine." Holland personally didn't drink all that much. She had at first when she left home and became of age, but after a while it kind of got boring. "Ohhhh, I love moose tracks. It's one of the best. I'm not allergic to peanut butter. You have great taste. I think you should go with the flavor that you like. It doesn't matter if you always get it." Holland didn't like talking about where she came from because it was painful, yet people constantly asked the question. "Originally, Atlanta. And then my parents moved us to a smaller town where the closest thing we had to a festival was our Christmas celebrations." Which probably weren't as fun as people would think. "The ride don't look like something I'd try on my own. Especially the ferris wheel. Heights are scary."

[daphcaveney]

“eh, it can be a little boring. i'm used to it — my brothers are the party animals, i just clean up after their messes.” and many mess they make, if daphne had something to say about it. it was fine. she didn't mind .. much. if it was anyone else, she might have more of a problem. something something about family ties and all that. a nod of her head in acknowledgement. “see? i knew you had taste - a lot of people haven't heard of it, i guess? something about it being a new england thing .. but that doesn't sound right if it's here," but what does she know? “oooh – you're kinda far from atlanta, isn't it?” more of a rhetorical question than an genuine one. parts of her wnats to pry, but something tells her – and it sounds a bit too much like her mother – that isn't polite. “oh, like christmas lights and stuff? i've seen some pretty spectacular lights show on facebook. they do some cute stuff around here for all of the holidays.” eyes glance to the rides, shuddering dramatically when the ferris wheel is mentioned. “they freak me out. i keep seeing things on tiktok about them all breaking, which, like, absolutely not." agreed – heights aren't her thing, either. "you ever been on an airplane?”

[xrubyredx]

“ I’m sure they’re just enjoying the water. “ Ruby noted as she glanced over to her with a small smile. The situation wasn’t perfect but it could have been worse. They could have been in places that had no air or power. “ you know there’s a perfectly beautiful beach that can fix a lot right now. It’s still early enough?” @daphcaveney

[daphcaveney]

“i mean, sure, but being more adventurous is funner – ” what is she even saying right now? “surely, they've got to be feeling the heat too. water's warmer than usual or something.” daphne shrugs, watching as fish swim by. “of course i do – how crowded do you think it is?” wonders this, but the idea of it being swarmed … “wanna go?”

[thebellamyxcalvert]

closed - @daphcaveney

where - the beach, saturday

"So where are you staying during this shit show?" Bellamy asked, laying out in the sand close enough to the shoreline that the waves lapped at their feet. "Or are you one of the chosen few with power?"

[daphcaveney]

“no power — wasn't that luckily,” said with a dramatic sigh. daphne kind of wishes she had been, if nothing else than for her to not be drenched in sweat. ew. “making my way around - trying to keep my brothers from getting into trouble. ”are you? if so – what're you doing out here? would've said you're insane for being out here if you're blessed with power."