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“LOOK, ALL I’M SAYING is if you are trying to have a good time at all tonight…i highly suggest a xanax or something. this little gathering is totally mind-numbing as far as anything exciting, so might as well sedate yourself.” valentina explained as she leaned against the brick wall outside the building, cigarette wedged between her manicured fingers, soon to be brought to her plush lips for a long drag.
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STUDYING IN THE PARK was one of his favorite things to do, although he was now currently on thanksgiving break from his classes, he was spending the sunset today lounging under a tree with a good book. the crisp autumn air was refreshing as it rustled through his locks, making his eyes shut for a moment as he took a deep breath, a sound of feet crunching down on dry leaves had him glancing at the figure approaching. his usual friendly smile spreading across his lips, he leaned back on his elbows as he sighed, “nothing like some fresh air before turning in for the day, right?”
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❝ i heard someone found a body in the wax museum. did you hear about that? ❞ she asks, finger twirling a strand of hair as she speaks. for once, she’d been paying attention to the town’s group chat, the bulletin. ❝ i guess i shouldn’t be shocked. it’s par for the course. ❞ // OPEN !
“I don’t really get the whole Halloween thing,” Josie admitted, the woman’s finger tapping against her arm, rustling the fabric of her oversized military jacket; always restless. Her upbringing wasn’t necessarily the ‘trick or treat!’ bull that most kids got to experience. Still, she was willing to at least show up to whatever event was coming around the corner. “But I was thinking of going as a zombie hunter – like The Walking Dead. The comic books,” she was quick to add, “not the TV crap.” // OPEN STARTER
open starter / ‘halloween literally has to be the worst time of year.’ ellie muttered to herself, visibly (and in a manner some might consider theatrical) disgusted as she wiped the fake blood spatter from her face, wishing she had some gloves or tissue to encase her hand in before touching the cold blobby liquid dripping down her angry features. did children not realise how not funny it was to throw home made fake blood bombs at people? especially in the face? blood was dirty, and gross and full of disease. there was a reason doctors wore gloves while taking blood, there was a reason for all those health restrictions. ‘IDIOTS!’ she called out, but the criminals were long gone into the night, laughing in the distance as they left ellie to roll her eyes irritably at the situation.
❝ night park opens in one week! can you believe it? ❞ she asks, the excitement easily readable on her features. ❝ you’ll be there, right? ❞ // open !
“Holy shit! Have you ever heard of flesh eating plants?” Kaylee asked out loud as she scrolled through images on her phone. She didn’t look up, and didn’t particularly care who she was talking to or bothering with her yammering. “I want one. Wouldn’t that be fucking cool?”
She looked up from her phone to the person, then held out the phone for them to see. “It’d be cooler if they could like shoot poison or drool, like a tiny baby.” She laughed and took her phone back. “I think it’d be wicked.” // OPEN
it was a rarity these days to catch mia working concessions at the acadia. usually she was more behind the scenes, ensuring everything was up and running as it should. but they’d had a no call/no show that night, so she was stuck serving up popcorn and soda. “what can i get for you tonight? we’ve got a two for one on twizzlers and m-and-ms going this week.”
for a second she just closed her eyes . dew letting the cool autumn breeze gently whip around her strands and the afternoon sunlight wash over her features . the slight rocking of her porch chair slowly cradling her into a sense of security . peace becoming her if just for a moment . the girl allowing herself to breathe for as long as she can until that thing —- it came back in flashes . the girl quickly opening her eyes with a shudder . a few days have already passed since the accident . as the police were OFFICIALLY labeling it . debates of calling it an accident , animal attack , or “unidentified cause of dew lee’s sudden mental breakdown” a debate among the officers . only her brother believing her when she said what it truly was . a monster . evil and man eating and it makes you see things that aren’t real . well , word got around about that quick . how the usual stuck up , abhorrently stubborn , and idiotically brave dew lee stumbled upon the bodies . that she SCREAMED of a monster that tore another volunteer limb from limb and tried to eat her too . of course they said it was her in head . dew almost believing that too .
but it had to have been real . the proof right there on her body . slightly pink gauze covering half of her left thigh while her right leg was bound in a cast ; white strands suddenly in her dark hair . licking her lips , her hands shook as she gently peeled the edges of the gauze away . dew wishing to see the mark , wanting to PROVE it was real . but just as quick , she gabbed the small handgun sitting at her side . leveling it up to the porch stairs , where the creaking of wood caught her attention . / IT EVENT OPEN !
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❝ i made apple cider, would you like some? ❞ face is sweet as can be when she holds out the red solo cup to the other, hands warm from the recently finished cider. she’d picked the apples herself and was eager to see someone try it. she liked it well enough, but she was a people pleaser. she was desperate for the validation from someone else. // open !
WHO: open
WHERE: the bar
WHEN: 2 AM aka closing time
IT WAS FAIRLY common to deal with drunken men at the bar who didn’t know their limits, but valentina never had a problem taking care of business, especially when they thought they could overpower the petite beauty. “listen buddy, i’ve told you about a bazillion times, we are closed for the night. cash has been counted, my feet fucking hurt, and i’m really not in the mood.” she explained cooly, pushing her jet black locks over her shoulders as she cocked her brow at him, clearly unamused as he rambled on about one more shot. while she loved when a grown man begged, in fact it made her body almost vibrate, she was too tired from a long shift to deal with his bullshit. so, she walked out from behind the bar and grabbed him by the back of his shirt, “the longer you stay in here, the longer i’m stuck in this mold motel, got it gramps?” and she was planning on trying to peacefully push him out the door when his hands wandered, making her smirk before twisting his wrist in a quick snap.
“PLEASE, DON’T MAKE ME TELL you one more time…” and with that she harshly shoved him out the door, standing in the frame as she watched him stumble and scurry away into the night with a hawk like gaze on him, devious twinkle glimmering in her eyes as she smiled. it wasn’t until someone lurking caught her attention and she glanced over, shrugging her shoulders as she smoothed out her shirt, “he was pissing me off.”
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For: Open Location: Falls Lake
One of the many places that called to Steven was Falls Lake. He loved coming here at night, mostly by himself. Sometimes, he chose to come here and think about the next person he could play a small cat and mouse game with. Other nights, it was just a way for him to escape the world around him, smoke a joint, and look up at the stars. Tonight was one of those nights. Maybe it was that he was two joints in and lighting up his third, but he didn’t feel his inner chaotic state trying to take over for once. The gentle breeze helped as well, though it worked against him when it came to lighting his smokes. As he laid with one arm behind his head, taking a hit of the third smoke of the evening, he heard the crunching of leaves come from beside him.
“You down for a smoke?” He randomly offered the approaching individual, not looking to look in their direction as he extended his hand out towards them. If he hadn’t been high at the moment, he would have found it a bit weird that someone else was also out by the lake at such an odd hour. Then again, Steven didn’t seem to put too much thought into things around Deacon Falls. “If you’re not, it’s cool, but come over here and fuck up my high, alright?”
Finally the season was changing, you could feel it in the air. The chill that crept under your skin, piercing it and earning a shudder. It made Hal giddy, causing the young adult to happily dance in the freshly fallen leaves scattered across the park. He couldn’t help it, he loved Autumn and everything that came with it. His face was adorned with a large smile, beaming from ear to ear. His feet kicked at the leaves, keeping this up until he eventually fell into a nearby pile of the yet-to-be crunchy leaves. Who cared who saw him? It didn’t matter if someone judged him, he was happy.
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Charli felt eyes on her. In a place like Deacon Falls, such an occurrence wasn’t so rare; part of why she loved the town was that to her, it felt like Halloween every day. Unfortunately, her lack of caffeine that morning had her snippier than usual, Charli bringing her cat to the park to walk him around as well as take in some fresh air. The enjoyment of nature wasn’t so enlightening as it would have been with a cup of coffee, but it surely had put Charli in a mood as she whirled on the first person she saw. Whether they had actually been watching her or not, she didn’t know, nor did she particularly care. The girl was known for being more sociable and friendly, but when her sugar was low, bets were off.
“You’d think you’d never seen a cat on a walk before,” Charli commented to the person nearest her, looking between the small black cat by her feet, walking freely without a leash. Salem was well-trained enough to never wander too far; the two were nearly inseparable. “Cats are just as capable as dogs – personally, I think it’s about time cats get the same rights.”
