DUBLIN TASK #001: MOODBOARD
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DUBLIN TASK #001: MOODBOARD
sian marin, pt. 1
eliza-is-alive-za:
“Okay, if you ever want this to get done, you should probably try actually holding still. You’re honestly making this less and less worth my time.” Eliza snapped, her eyes flickering from her work to the person on the couch in front of her. Her eyes slowly fluttered back to the canvas with a deep sigh. “Besides, it’s not like you’re sitting on one of those stupid stools. I let you have the couch so you would be comfortable. Stop being a nuisance and let me hone my talent.”
“I am holding still!” Sian insisted, although she was definitely fidgeting. Her attention span was short and she rarely had the patience to do this kind of shit. “You’re the one that asked me to do this, yeah?” She reminded the blonde with an eye roll. Sian flopped back to the position she had been in before. “Is your talent to be rude to your models? Cause you’re doing a great job at that.”
cineadlvne:
There were a lot of ‘worst things’ Cinead could imagine – currently, however, he was living the one known as working a short-staffed Saturday brunch shift. They had two servers and one busboy out so Cinead was being forced to juggle his regular job with waiting a few tables. And it was awful. The room was loud and crowded and there always seemed like five things that needed to be done to every one he got done. He could feel the frustration mounting in his chest but there wasn’t anything he could do about it besides take a deep breath. Which he did. Which didn’t really help. Shaking his head, he grabbed up a stack of plates and spun around, smacking straight into someone behind him. “Shit!” he cursed as the plates went tumbling to the ground. Cinead glanced at the person. “Sorry – I’m really sorry.”
All Sian wanted was some fucking oatmeal and a cup of oolong tea. First, her waitress didn’t ask her what she wanted to drink until she’s already been there about five minutes. Another ten minutes passed before Sian got her tea and ordered, but when she took a sip it was camomile. There wasn’t even caffeine in this shitty flower water. But after fifteen more minutes, she hadn’t been able to flag her waitress down to get her tea situation fixed, so she decided to find somewhere with better service and waitresses who knew their fucking teas. They seemed short staffed today, but that wasn’t her fucking problem. It also wasn’t her problem when one of the workers fucking ran into her. “What the fuck is wrong with you!?” She exclaimed. When she was startled, she got angry, and it didn’t help she was already mad. But once she looked at him, she groaned. “Stop that. Get that look off your face.”
fvrrows:
‘ WHAT is it about holiday shopping that brings out the absolute arsehole in everyone ? ’ it’s less of a question and more of a breathless pout . scarlet locks spill over her shoulders as she sips on her warm tea . ‘ nearly had to tackle some broad to the ground for a fuckin’ pair of earrings. ’
‘ So is she the arsehole in this story or are YOU? ’ Sian asked with a raised eyebrow. In the age of the internet, no earrings were worth getting in a physical altercation over.
I have a thing today and I thought I'd have time to RP before I left but that didn't happen. I probably won't be able to get on until tomorrow. Sorry! Message me to plot, though! I'm logged in on my phone so I can chat most of the day.
ofmcriannes:
‘ today i discovered that it takes three - hundred and sixty - four licks to get to the center of a tootsie pop, ’ marianne declares with an impish touch of pride , lips stained cherry red . ‘ there is my grand achievement of the day ! ’
‘ cool, but maybe next time try something less boring, like collecting traffic cones, or photographing manhole covers, yeah? and this next part is really important - don’t report back to me with your results. ’
moon-mcdonnell:
The streets were crowded. Cluttered with Christmas shoppers all trying to snag good deals on gifts for family and friends. He always felt badly stealing this time of the year, but hunger knew no holidays. His stomach growled, and as he shoved his hands in his pockets, his eyes scanned the crowd for potential. It didn’t take long to spot them. Breathing in, he said a silent prayer and began walking in their direction.
“Oof, ‘cuse me,” he said as he feigned tripping to bump into them, fingers sneaking into their pocket to lift their wallet and place it into his own pocket in one smooth motion all while straightening myself. “My bad. Happy Holidays.” Giving an apologetic smile, he continued to walk, keeping his pace even to avoid raising suspicion.
The holidays really were the most wonderful time of year. So many distracted Christmas shoppers to rob, it was like Black Friday for thieves! Sian had done pretty well for herself the last couple days, but that wasn’t an excuse to stop. She needed to keep doing well for herself if she wanted to take a few days off for the holidays. She found herself distracted for a moment, though, as a cute dog in a Christmas sweater ran over to her. She leaned over to pet it, stopping it from running away as its owners chased after it and apologized to her for the inconvenience. As if having to pet a dog was ever an inconvenience!
It was right after she stood up, but was still distracted by the dog, that a stranger bumped into her, and then immediately started taking off. She reached and noticed her wallet was missing, and immediately started following after him. “Hey,” She shouted. “You pug-ugly freeloader. Get your ass back her.”
egallaghers:
❝ HEY , d’you want this ? ❞ elliot’s eyes were fixed toward the floor of the coffee shop , speaking to no one in particular… ❝ nothing odd about it … s’just a scone. i was given an extra , though i’ve no idea why. ❞ he coughed. he did know why. in all likelihood , he’d been spotted. he finally looked up , shrugging his shoulders innocently. ❝ if you don’t take it , i’ll just have to eat two scones by myself like a right idiot. double fist them and everything. so , please. do a bloke a favor. ❞
What the fuck was this guy’s PROBLEM ? He was WEIRD, and Sian should have just ignored him altogether. But he was just offering her a scone, and she had seen the barista give it to him only seconds ago, so she knew it wasn’t tampered with. She also knew, from regularly coming here, that they didn’t use eggs in their scones. ❝ Ugh, FINE ! I’ll eat your leftovers if it’ll make you feel better. ❞ She rolled her eyes at the familiar looking, weird man and took one of the scones from him. But then she realized why he was acting strange, and why she knew him from somewhere. ❝ Shit. Am I going to end up on TMZ now for going on a coffee date with you? ❞
Hey guys, I’m Lyn. I’m a college student/musician/LGBTQ+ advocate in the EST timezone. I play Sian (Alexandra Park)...tbh I just love this gif, it isn’t supposed to represent her well lol.
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Eyes: Blue | Green | Brown | Hazel | Grey | Other Hair: Blonde | Brown | Black | Red | Ginger | Grey/White | Multi-color | Other Body Type: Skinny | Slender | Slim | Built | Curvy | Athletic | Muscular Skin: Pale | Light | Fair | Freckled | Tan | Olive | Medium | Dark | Discolored Gender: Male | Female | Trans | Cis | No Gender | Other Sexuality: Heterosexual | Homosexual | Bisexual | Pansexual | Asexual | Demisexual | Other Species: Human | Undead/Vampire | Shapeshifter (Weres) | Demon | Angel | Witch/Wizard/Sorcerer | Incubus/Succubus | Other Education: High School | College (some) | University | Higher Education Living Situation: Lives alone | Lives with parents/guardian | Lives with significant other | Lives with a friend | Drifter | Homeless Parents/Guardian: Mom | Dad | Adoptive | Foster | Grandparents | Family friend Relationship: Single | Crushing | Dating | Engaged | Married | Separated | It’s complicated I’ve been: In Love | Hurt | Sick | Abused I have a(n): Learning Disorder | Personality Disorder | Mental Disorder | Anxiety Disorder | Eating Disorder | Substance-related Disorder Things I’ve done before: Drank alcohol | Smoked | Done drugs | Stolen | Self harmed | Starved myself | Had sex | Had a threesome | Gotten into a fist fight | Gone to the hospital | Gone to jail | Used a fake ID | Gone to a rave | Killed someone Positive Traits: Affectionate | Adventurous | Athletic | Brave | Careful | Charming | Confident | Creative | Determined | Fearless | Generous | Honest | Humorous | Intelligent | Loyal | Modest | Patient | Selfless Negative Traits: Aggressive | Bossy | Cynical | Envious | Fearful | Greedy | Gullible | Jealous | Impatient | Impulsive | Insecure | Irresponsible | Possessive | Sarcastic | Self-conscious | Selfish | Unstable
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