୨ৎ ─ embcrs: dependent rp blog for ciderpointhq, penned by mel.
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@embcrs
୨ৎ ─ embcrs: dependent rp blog for ciderpointhq, penned by mel.
sydneytorres ୨ৎ intro. musings. threads. pinterest. playlist.
elliotrivers ୨ৎ intro. musings. threads. pinterest. playlist.
instagram dm ᯓ➤ sydney torres ( @embcrs )
@bassybea: hiii!! i think you did my face paint at the festival ?? @bassybea: just needed you to know i kept it long enough to be finding jewels in my hair @bassybea: [ image ]
@sydcity: NO WAY!! @sydcity: just so u know i bragged about it for the rest of the night… @sydcity: had to warn people not to get too jealous if they saw u around @sydcity: it's like im still with u..<3
⚲ boardwalk ball drop ( @ giant jenga ! ) / utp. @invlsiblestring
“ god, they have been at this for over a fucking hour ! ” sydney protests, beer sloshing dangerously close to the rim as they gesture toward the couple hunched over a giant jenga tower. one that seemed far too sturdy for the little pieces holding it up. sydney had been watching them like a hawk, eyes tracking every wobble as if their own stare could finally make the tower topple over. they get up, a little too fast and decisive as their eyes narrow with determination. “ so, listen, i'll walk by and you'll push me into the tower, got it ? ”
⚲ boardwalk ball drop / utp. @ofm4rigold
“ ‘ oh my god, sydney, what would i do without you ? ’ ” sydney exclaims, cardboard box pinned against their chest preventing any grand gestures though the dramatic eyeroll more than makes up for it. “ yes, yes, i know ! who else would make you a new year's starter kit ? grapes, lentils, plates to smash… lots to consider… – BUT it's not my fault if none of it works, that's on you. ”
⚲ boardwalk ball drop / utp. @newdcys
“ i just think it's really fucked up you won't tell me who your new year's smooch is. ” sydney sighs, though leaves out the fact that they never actually asked. “ ‘ private, not secret ’ ruined everything because what do you mean ? bring back knowing everyone's business.”
⚲ boardwalk ball drop / utp. @rangclife
“ i'm not saying i'm going to win but, ” elliot trails off, eyes briefly flickering to the cornhole board in the distance. a restrained grin tugs at the corners of his lips, like he's trying not to enjoy the outcome already. “ i'm just saying whoever does should get to push the other into the harbor at midnight. ”
⚲ boardwalk ball drop / utp. @lovedearlove
“ you decided on your new year's resolutions yet ? ” elliot has never been one to make any, choosing instead to relish in the tiny daily wins as much as he could. even if he couldn't shake off the feeling of wanting something different to happen... anything. “ feels like they only work when you don't make any, or is that just me ? ”
⚲ boardwalk ball drop / utp. @fcreverlasting
“ i need your help ! ” elliot exclaims, cut off by a yawn he barely manages to smother, hands dragging down his face as though forcefully waking himself up. his slack posture and heavy-lidded eyes a reflection of the sleep he'd gotten ( or lackthere of ) “ keep me up. bit embarrasing if i don't even make it to the countdown, no ? ”
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Lily eyes the box like it might be a trap, already smiling before she even touches it. She makes a show of sighing, dramatic and pleased all at once. “Oh my god. Syd, Babe.” she says, reaching for it. “You didn’t even hesitate. You just knew you were going to outshine everyone and did it anyway. Bold. On brand.” She gives it a little shake back, brows lifting. “This is either incredible or deeply concerning, and I want it on record that I’m excited for both outcomes.” She starts peeling the tape, already laughing under her breath. When she finally opens it and registers what’s inside, she freezes for half a beat. Then her head tips back as she laughs, loud and unfiltered. holding one up between her fingers. “Why do I look like I’m running for mayor of the North Pole.” She squints at the other. “And you! you put your face on an elf like that wasn’t going to awaken something.” She looks back at Sydney, eyes bright, genuinely touched under all the noise. “I hate how much I love this. This is unhinged. This is art. This is a business waiting to happen and I expect royalties.” holding one up between her fingers. “Thank you. I’m putting this on my tree immediately and never explaining it to anyone.”
“ don't i always ? ” sydney dramatically rolls their eyes, anticipation building as they watch lily attempt to figure out whatever's inside with a little shake. there's a glint of mischief in their eyes when it's not immediately obvious. “ with the way you look in that thing, i'd vote you in office and hypnotize everyone else to do the same. ” they chuckle lightly, relishing in the feeling of gift-giving. maybe she ought to do it more often, she thinks. “ you know, i've always wanted to be an elf on the shelf. god, that must be so exciting, i'm infinitely jealous ! they'd be so fun to gossip with too, imagine the ridiculous amount of tea. ” it would definitely satisfy their need to know everything happening anywhere at all times. “ no, i'm glad you see it too… i would make bank if i started a custom ornaments business but then we wouldn't be the only two with these so, i think we'll leave it there. – i also think if someone ever asks for context, you should just stare at them until they're uncomfortable enough to change subjects. ”
Starter (closed) ; Isa & UTP @embcrs
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Isa glances up from what she’s holding, expression neutral but attentive, like she’s genuinely weighing the answer. “Does this feel like something someone would actually use, or is it going to end up shoved in a drawer by February?”
confusion contorts elliot's face as he turns to isabela, eyes narrowing as he attempts to make sense of whatever she's holding. it takes him a minute, then two more, before he decidedly says, “ aren't most things shoved into a drawer eventually ? ” unsure if his answer is satisfactory enough. for one thing, it definitely does not inspire confidence.
“yeah, why not ?” bea questions, shoulders rising and falling. the beauty of face paint wasn't the quality in bea's eyes, but the wonder of having decorations plastered on her face. “i'm thinking snowflake chic,” she's not entirely sure what that means, but she's trusting the other to FIGURE IT OUT. “do what your heart is telling you.”
“ snowflake chic ! ” sydney is obviously very excited, more than they ought to be for someone hardly talented at face painting. though they've got a vision in sight, how well it translates remains to be seen. “ the gems… they're definitely speaking to me. ooh and glitter ! do not hate me for how long it'll take you to get rid of it later tonight. ”
"If we're adding the Grinch we have to add Krampus too. The kids would definitely be on their best behavior then." Henry smirked. "Yeah Santa should never be good looking. Santa should always be played by someone's drunk uncle."
“ oh, you're brilliant ! the entire crew for christmas, why the hell not ? ” they grin, a slight shrug of their shoulders following. “ i think we'd have a lot of angry parents on our hands though, you think you can handle them ? ” briefly glances toward the tree before eyes settle back on henry. “ it's sabotage. i've been set up this year, i swear it, hen. ”
“Shit, Syd. The fuck did you do this time?” Lenny could only laugh, looking at the horrified children. Lennon wasn’t one for the holidays, for a whole host of reasons… but terrorizing children? That was a new one. Then again, this was the most entertaining thing that had happened at the festival so far, so Lenny would roll with Sydney’s punches. “Count me in, man.”
“ how was i supposed to know my honesty would go unappreciated ? ” sydney questions innocently, a roll of their eyes as they step away, gesturing for lenny to follow. “ maybe i ruined this christmas but i think i did them a favor next year, right ? ”
🎶 "this is a competition?" suddenly, the mention of a little competitive spirit leaves avani a little more excited at the idea and doing a good job on her gingerbread house. "i didn't see any prize."
“ isn't everything ? ” elliot questions, amusement evident in his tone as he reasses the pieces in front of him. “ what, the glory of being the winner isn't enough for you ? how greedy. ” teases, though if there isn't an actual competition, no one said they couldn't have their own. “ at the very least, i'd say loser gets dinner. and if you win, you get to pick whatever you want. how about that ? ”
“maybe i'll do a whole sydney - inspired collection.” it wasn't beyond the realm of possibility. before, safiya had been known to use her friends as muses when it came to new projects. the bartender before her was full of intrigue — their dark hair, tattoos, piercings. maybe it would finally be an excuse to crack out the shimmering silver glaze that she had been saving for a special occasion. “you don't annoyingly hover. you're a friend, and friends get friend privilege. some people just come in here to stave off the cold, look at my art and hum with interest but then disappear without even taking a business card. showing interest is sometimes worth more than leaving with one of my pieces,” although the padding that a sale gave her purse was always welcome, of course. she led sydney into the kiln room. within it was a sauna - like warmth, and she opened the hatch to pull out a plate full of small, intricately painted clay kittens that had just finished firing. “each one is a different fruit.”
“ and i'll come knocking for royalties when it sells out in one day. ” sydney jokes, though if safiya were to actually make any piece inspired by sydney, they'd end up getting a glass display just to put it in the middle of their apartment. along with bringing it up every chance possible – bragging rights for eternity with that one. “ i love friend privilege ! hey, i could mysteriously drop off your business cards around town. an ‘in-your-face’ moment for those assholes and it definitely works ! like one time, i saw an ad on my way back into town for chili's and i turned back around just to go. it hadn't even crossed my mind all week and one reminder was all it took. ” leaves out the fact that sydney is easily influenced, a gold mine for advertisers. sydney follows safiya into the kiln room, a glint in their eyes as their gaze falls on the clay kittens. “ shut the fuck up ! i need them all. ”
🌺 FESTIVE/EVENT STARTER CALL — @embcrs (utp) christmas festival
"i think i'm getting the hang of this." kara blinks down at the christmas bauble she's attempting to decorate, the snowflake pattern she's trying to recreate around the decoration only looked slightly smudged. "hows yours going?"
sydney glances at kara's christmas bauble, momentarily stunned at the way it looks well crafted and then they glance at their own. “ mine ? ” she scoffs, turning it over in their paint smudged hands. “ if twenty-nineteen tie dye was the theme, i think i nailed it. ” should've known it was a bad idea to attempt writing in cursive. “ wanna trade ? ”
bite of a pretzel , casual shrug , “ sure , why not ? ” gaze darts over to sydney , waiting for a reaction . “ i've got nothing against baldies . might be hot , “ they continue on , watching as the balding figure disappears down the sidewalk . ” but yeah no — i'm all for the gym takedown . i could fake an injury on one of their machines and really cause a stir . “ would that require getting a membership ? ” actually , i think the reviews are a stronger lead . maybe we should just start asking people to join our cause . there's plenty of people down there who might be interested in partaking in their evil side today . "
“ they have a bit of a dangerous aura, wouldn't you agree ? ” sydney questions, momentarily getting lost in thought while a pretzel lingers between their lips. “ if you started balding, would you just shave your head ? ” they're only pulled out of their thoughts at the mention of the gym takedown, grin spreading wider as their eyes flicker to margaret. “ holy shit, yes. with their manners, i don't think they'd handle it well either… all we'd need to do is capture it on camera and i mean, i guess i'd be hard to disguise but i could try ? ” sydney would find a way to turn a gym takedown into an excuse for playing dress up. “ you think ? i mean… even if they don't have an evil side, i bet we could find some gym haters to support our cause. fuck the gym ! ”