Ā Ā Ā Ā * * ~ Elijah stopped mid-step, a fake black Italian shoe hanging mid-air as the girlās cautious words found his ears. His grip on his coffee cup tightened, causing some of the coffee to squeeze out of the container and drip ( but he wasnāt paying no mind to that, there were more important things on the line ). His lips were pressed together in concentration; they were perfectly still! Unlike his body that kept teetering back and forth. A steady balance was not something he was bless with. One false move andāy u p there he went stumbling back. āAh! ā sorry, I tried.ā He ran his fingers through his soft and tussled hair. ā Iāve never been very good at staying frozen. Please tell me I didnāt scare him.Ā ā
ā§ļ½„ļ¾: *ā§ļ½„ļ¾:* āā cotton candy painted fingers formed into a fist ,Ā as they stumbled .Ā wide eyes scared to look away from the cute little thing .Ā in an all too dramatic gesture ,Ā she motioned that everything was ok (Ā only after a second passed & the kitten hadnāt jumped any fartherĀ Ā ) .Ā she waved her hand .Ā dark orbs flickered up .Ā āĀ Ā youāre okay .Ā LUCKY & okay .Ā Ā ā in reality , it was probably a house cat ,Ā one that had wandered a bit too far from home (Ā especially considering its less than frightened demeanor ) .Ā hand reaching out ,Ā she was only half paying attention to him .Ā āĀ Ā well ,Ā i wasnāt no freeze tag queen myself but coordination is of high importantanceĀ right now .Ā ā
coming out of the shop with a coffee in hand and a plan to get home before he decided to say āfuck allā and go ahead with doing whatever seemed mildly interesting that wasnāt his paper work, sam stopped in this tracks at the girls question completely caught off guard from his train of thoughts.Ā ā nah, iām afraid not, sorry. ā he said apologetically, offering up a half smile. if she had asked three years before, he definitely wouldāve had one to let her use; but he gave up his habit, and recreational smoking as a whole when he got his teachings license. ā but, iām pretty sure you could steal a pack of matches from the bar,Ā ā he suggested, pointing at the bar just across the street.
ā§ļ½„ļ¾: *ā§ļ½„ļ¾:* āā she let out a breath through her nose , midly disapointed that sheād have to go out of the way to get a lighter when she KNEW sheād had one on her only a few moments ago ( where the fuck it went she had no idea but . . . )Ā ā damn . well , what can you do ? ā she said , sighing beforeher eyes flickered towards the bar and back to the other .Ā ā you going in ? ā she questioned , not entriely sure why she did . maybe she was feeling especially generous or sociable . or maybe she was just looking for another way to kill time . either or .
so iām around if anyone wants to start a thread ?Ā iāllĀ start on the starters if anyonesĀ on for them since i have a few set up for the starter call i published they just have to be made all ~aesthetically pleasing~ !Ā
at the strangerās sudden question, lia looked up from her phone and mirrored her expression, a wan smile that had yet to reach her eyes. though she wasnāt a smoker herself (smoking was one of the few vices she didnāt yet develop), sheād always been in the habit of carrying around lighters for her friends back home who did. āyeah,ā she said with a nod as she reached into her purse. the translucent pink plastic was cool against her already cold fingers as she held it out to the woman. one corner of her mouth lifted in a small smirk.Ā āyouāre not the type to steal lighters, are you? not that i mind. i never use them, but it really is a pain to have to keep buying them,ā she said, dry humor coloring her voice faintly.
ā§ļ½„ļ¾: *ā§ļ½„ļ¾:* āā shaylaĀ took the lighter ,Ā her tight smile resting into a grin as she nodded her head in thanks .Ā ā nope .Ā especially not after you called me out on it . ā she said ,Ā lighting the cigaretteĀ before passing the pink lighter back to itās owner ,Ā ā besides , colors like that are hard to sneak away .Ā imean , black lighters get stolen immediately .Ā blueās are pretty common .Ā you always have a couple white lighters floating around , but depending how superstitious you are . . but pinks . .yellows . . orange , youāre pretty safe with . ā she said , shrugging her shoulders .Ā
* Ā / āā HE FEELS A BIT like an animal trapped in a METAPHORICAL CAGE , wandering the same streets waiting DESPERATELY for somethingĀ ā anything to change . realization hits && he recallsĀ an old , corny saying that his past teacher seemed to live by : that the definition of insanity was performing the same thing over && over && expecting a different outcome . heās aware that the words most likely hold no particular meaning , but sometimes he wonders if he truly is going I N S A N E living here in brookwell. before he allows himself to dig deeper , a voice reprieves him from his thoughts in the form of an impending request. hands search almost frantically into his coat pockets && within seconds , heās holding out to her .Ā ā here , keep it .Ā ā
ā§ļ½„ļ¾: *ā§ļ½„ļ¾:* āā a single eyebrow raised when heād searched for the lighter , the other following suit when heād given it to her .Ā shrugging her shoulders her pressed smile faded .Ā ā thanks . ā she said ,Ā putting the stick between her lips & lighting it , sticking the lighter in her jacket pocket just as soon as she was done . pausing for a moment , she contemplated leaving it at that .Ā just walking away & minding her own business .but ,Ā she didnāt have much to do , & what was the worst thing that could happen to her just from killing some time ?Ā ā penny for your thoughts . ā she asked ,Ā blowing the smoke upwards .Ā
āItās been a bit busy, especially with people learning that they are meant to marry people they donāt really know, but other than those people itās been slow.ā Adriana shrugged, hazel hues glancing down at the people sitting at the bar, before looking at the taller male.Ā āItās the same story every time someone new comes in.ā A light laugh escaped her, before it was fading into a small frown. āAnyways, what can I get cha?ā She questioned, while cleaning off the bar top and grabbing the empty glasses from where they were left abandoned.
ā§ļ½„ļ¾: *ā§ļ½„ļ¾:* āā ā and youāre taking it well ? ā he questioned , sitting down at the bar stool , ā a beer ,please . whatever ipa you have on tap is fine . ā beau answered ,Ā it wasnāt like he was looking for a night out . on most occasions , he wouldāve headed straihgt home after work , he HAD beer in his fridge at home , but after the day he had . . he could use the quiet company of other people at the bar . it was something that felt just in the middle between being at home where it was completely silent & being at work where he was constantly rushed from one place to the next . stark differencs aside , he understood .Ā ā morning the loss of their independece , i suppose . free will & all that being taken away , for the greater good , of course . ā
Ā Ā ā§ļ½„ļ¾: *ā§ļ½„ļ¾:* āā it wasnāt often that he went back to visit his alma mater . although , itĀ Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā seemed like it was always once / month that they would call him asking if he could make aĀ ā guest speechĀ ā . was he really a guest speaker if he was there all the time ? heād declined most of the request in favor of avoiding the campus all together . but this time . . well , this time was a little different . heād accepted the guest speaker position in some WEAK hope that heād run into them . ( it was pathetic , and he sort of knew it , but he couldnāt stand not knowing . . not knowing what they thought , who they were , it made the doctor more cloudedĀ Ā than heād like to admit . ) there were med students whoād heād asked about her to . heād gotten close to no information , but from the blurry picture heād seen on one of their phones , he was pretty sure she was it .Ā ā hey , ā he had a friendly smile on his face ,Ā ā youāre - youāre marissa , right ? āĀ
iām off to bed !Ā but i think iām going to have a snow day tomorrow so iāllĀ be around ?Ā maybe ?Ā lfakjsfksdf. if i decide to work out i might just be a baby but , idk !Ā iād love to get a few long noiceĀ character developing paraās going too if i do have offĀ !Ā !
ā§ļ½„ļ¾: *ā§ļ½„ļ¾:* āā ā next oneās on me . ā beau said , approaching the bar with a rather tired expression . 12 hour shifts , two call outs , three car accidents . maybe the shock was getting to people , too many distracted drivers . . . maybe the world was just going insane . he sighed , looking around the bar for a moment ,Ā ā so is everyone drinking like itās in the end of the world , or has it been slow ? ā he voiced to anyone who was listening , preoccupied by getting out his card to start a tab for the night .Ā
Eve wasnāt really planning on being out today. Sheād much rather be indoors doing anything other than running errands. She forced a smile when the other approached her.Ā āI donāt, actually. I know they sell some a couple shops down.ā
ā§ļ½„ļ¾: *ā§ļ½„ļ¾:* āā chewing the inside of her lip for a second , a rather disappointed sigh leaving her lips .Ā was it really asking a lot ? for a fucking lighter ? yeah . . . being back in town was TOTALLY not suiting her .Ā ā yeah . . the issue is that i have about twenty other lighters at home . but i pull out a carton of ciggerettes & they suddently get the fuck up & run away ! ā she said , after patting her piockets a second time , she began rummaging through her purse . hands still muddling blindly through the bag , she looked up towards them again .Ā ā who are you ? ā rude , but her filter let it slip through ,Ā ā youāre somone right .Ā ā her eyes narrowed , as if actually looking at her for the first time ,Ā ā softballĀ ? basketball ? ā she didnāt watch , what did she care ?
ā§ļ½„ļ¾: *ā§ļ½„ļ¾:* āā cigaretteĀ hanging between her fingers ,Ā shaylaāsĀ foot tapped underneath her .Ā the jacket that was wrapped around her hadnāt been used in a while ,Ā before sheād forgotten about kansasĀ & itās tricky weather patterns .Ā sheād grown comfortable in new york .Ā when it was cold ,Ā it was cold .Ā when it was hot , it was HOT . simple .Ā not like here .Ā home .Ā where it could be sunny right before a downpour .Ā a sigh left her lips ,Ā hands searching in her pocket before a low curse left her lips , looking to the nearest person she tried to look as friendly as possible ( a tight smile was the most she could pull off ) .Ā ā you got a light by chance ? āĀ
at the mere mention of a kitten added with a hand that was gesturing for him to stop, Sam froze on the spot; eyes wide and a even wider smile painting their lips.Ā āĀ KittenĀ ?Ā ā they whispered, not daring to move or raise his voice in the slightest. if there was one thing that made him more excited than kids; it was animals, and more specifically baby animals.Ā ā oh god, iād hate to ruin your life, but i canāt just stay frozen forever ā iāll fall over, and BAMĀ ! the kitten runs off. ā
ā§ļ½„ļ¾: *ā§ļ½„ļ¾:* āā ā iĀ didnāt say forever . ā she said ,Ā moving ( or waddling ) closer to the kitten , letting it sniff her hand , ā just for however long it takes this kitten to devlop a trust for me ,Ā or i get bored of lookinā at it . ā she said ,Ā smiling brightly , ā so could range from a couple more seconds to a couple more decades . ā she added a measly shrug before feeling the kittens head on her hand , using her other hand to make a slow fist pumpingĀ gesture , she relaxed a little .
i donāt want to put out two starters in a row ,Ā so instead if you want a personal starter from beau ( matt daddario . ) /Ā shayla ( alexis ren . ) / micheal ( dylan oābrien . ) like this and / or comment for which muse . if youāre a mumu lmk which muse you want it for or iāll just take my pickĀ !
ā§ļ½„ļ¾: *ā§ļ½„ļ¾:* āāĀ pink painted fingernails clenched into fists . held just under her chin , winona couldnāt help but let out an excited squeal .Ā ā thatāsĀ āĀ thatās like the cutest kitten iāve ever seen in my entire life . ā she squated down , hoping not to scare the little orange thing away . clicking her tongue softly ( an effort to call the kitten closer )Ā , winnyās eyes looked up to the nearest person , putting up a hand ,Ā ā donāt . move . if you scare them , my life isĀ O V E R . ā
hello everyone ! iām honey , iām twenty n i never learned how to fckin read . i have a . . few characters that iām ready to bring yāall so this is going to be a LONG intro . honestly / i hope i have enough time to make a lil muse page but i donāt think . . i will . . so if you get through this ? ? ? bless TF UP ! if not ? totally understand but like plot w me anyway ! Ā this is just coverin shayla & michael bc i had to get somethin out but iām working on the other two now ! !
( Ā ALEXIS REN. CISFEMALE. SHE/HER. Ā ) Ā calculating ; SHAYLA WILSON, the 21 year old DRUG DEALER. according to the government, SHAYLAāS perfect matches are DOMINIC FITZGERALD && TBA. take note, though ; there is a rumor around that SHE is AGAINST this new law. ( honey, 20, est, she/her )
shayla was born into a pretty big family ! she has an older sister & two brothers & sheās the youngest of the bunch ! iām going to be a lil vague when it comes to her background until i talk to the other mun but i imagine they trusted her a lil more , being that her sister turned out to be a cop n all .
so she started out as a nice lil girl , well groomed & proper . all straight aās & cheerleading !
she became high key obsessed with her grades starting in middle school , by high school she had dropped cheerleading in place for mathletes & student council .
so when she got into ap classes & started to get overwhelmed she started to take adderall she got from one of her classmates
then she would over do it with adderal so she started smoking cartridge pens
theen eventually it all kind of . . took off .. ? other students heard that she could get adderall , people asked her for it , then for cartridges & then she saw the opportunity to make $$
so she stays behind the scenes mostly , but after high school she got accepted into columbia & moved her ā business ā over there
she JUST moved back to town now that the new law was passed and she was forced to . and sheās pissed about it ? relationships werenāt something that was ON her radar & now they āfound the perfect matchā ? ? ? sheās doubtful af
sheās still on her bullshit over here but refuses to go to the local college so sheās just making money & trying to hide it from her fam
sheās also sorta convinced that this is going to pass ? so sheās just like ā alright , come on , letās get through this so i can get back to my LIFE .ā
( DYLAN OāBRIEN. CIS MALE. HE/HIM. ) Ā calculating ; MICHEAL COHEN, the 23 year old MUSICIAN. according to the government, MICHEALāS perfect match is EVELYN GARNER. take note, though ; there is a rumor around that HE is AGAINST this new law. ( ooc: honey, 20, est, she/her )
micheal was born to a mom who wasnāt exactly sure who the father was , & honestly ? before she found out she was pregnant she was in bad shape . smoking / drinking / drugs / etc . . things were getting pretty bad & if he wasnāt for him she probably wouldāve kept on that path . which is why she always calls him her blessinā & that he saved her life
so being that she was a drug addict when she was offered to put him in the program that would take away any genetic things ( like . . a history of drug / alcholism . ) she was down for it .
he LOVES his momma okay , she raised him on rock & roll & long train rides to the city on the weekends . he hung out at the local diner where she worked almost alWAYS
he started a band when he was in high school as a lil freshman & it sort of grew ? like they actually ended up playing at the seniors prom while they were juniors ( only like . . 3 songs but STILL . )
he was fairly popular , he liked 1 ( one ) girl throughout his high school career ( give me this wc okay ) & it wasnāt until junior year that they ended up going out for about a year !
heās always been pretty chill / always laughing & he did make a lot of friends that way ? he was also on the soccer team & was pretty good . . like really good but he passed on it since he wanted to play with his band instead
his mom wasnāt actually mad at him bc she saw how passionate he was & as long as heās happy ??? she donāt care ???
so yeah . . he didnāt go to college but he did play a lot on the campus !
he can also be a massive dork & would love to chat for hours w anyone okay boy can talk
has been known to play a show , get drunk & crash a few frat parties . but ? honestly ? mike was really happy w his life at this moment !
& then two years ago his mom fell hEAD over heels in love w a guy who did the same n micheals yaā know . . a lil far gone so he doesnāt really /need/ another parental figure but he likes him enough .
which is why when he asked him if he would be able to move him & his mom to seattle , he agreed . . . except . . he couldnāt go .
yāall that shit got him sooo angry . like he couldāve been trynna make it in SEATTLE not fckin kansas
so heās TIGHT about the new law & being that he currently has a girlfriend ( yikes ! wc wc wc wc ! ) Ā & one night stands + his lil trust issues ? ? honestly . . yikes .