#(starter: open)

[waywardesouls]

OPEN STARTER: @lunarcovestarters

OPTION A location: Yellow Submarine

On breaks from work, Zuri loved to walk around the aquarium, visiting her favorite exhibits and sea creatures. A cuttlefish, nearly fully blended with the sand and rocks around it, lived in the massive tank before her, and was one of her favorites to visit. To the other person standing beside her, she offered, “Did you know cuttlefish are actually colorblind? It's kinda crazy, because they can exactly color match their surroundings to blend in. Kinda like what people think chameleons do, but cooler.”

OPTION B location: Happy Harvest Farmer's Market

Stevie enjoyed farmer's markets, and needed to stock up on produce and other essentials before heading picking up Rhiannon up from school. The school year was winding down and with summer about to start, Stevie was anxious to find a more permanent living situation for her and her daughter that didn't end in Motel. With those thoughts momentarily on the backburner, she passed a stand specifically for different flavored honeys. “Huh. Eucalyptus honey... Interesting, but not sure how my eleven year old will feel about that one.”

[lunahriian]

open starter - @lunarcovestarters location - The Daily Drip

The chatter of patrons and the hiss of the espresso machine adds a calming ambiance to what an outsider might see as a seemingly awkward conversation, or lack thereof. Felicity idly stirs her drink, the usual black tea with just a bit of sugar, eyes drifting around her surroundings before finally settling on the person across from her with a slight, almost shy smile.

"Hey, uh, thanks again for th' invite. T'be honest, I haven't gotten out much since movin' here, or... spoken t'many people."

[fallenfantasyworld]

Talk Shit, Get Hit

The young prodigy really was talking a big game after winning another round, and so the boasting began as she got out of SP//DR to brag and boast. "What's the problem, you were confident that you had me beat, but I still won! Is that all you got?!

(Teach her a lesson)

[teltinsurvivor]

"What's the obsession with beaches? It's nothing but sand everywhere. Boring."

[drummerboi-ash]

@glamourstarters

I don't think I realized how much I was going to miss my bandmates when we took this break. Even though I'm still in the studio working on my own stuff, somehow it feels a lot more quiet and empty without them around. I can't imagine this being the norm for solo artists, and I'm sorry to everyone who is one who doesn't get to have that fun of bouncing ideas around with their bandmates in the studio.

[lunadefresa]

the future is yours boss babes - choose your starter below 

open to: anyone ( @lunarcovestarters​ )

option a location: lunar cove country club 

Maybe she should have asked before wandering off to the country club alone, but if there was somewhere she felt most comfortable, that seemed to be it. Though the longer she lounged by the heated deck, the more suspicious activity she witnessed. Her curiosity knew no bounds, and her eyes scanned and followed each time someone would wander off into a back area that seemed exclusive. If there was something Paloma hated, it was being left out of something exclusive in a place where she shouldn’t be! With a gentle wave to catch a passerby’s attention, she leaned in, lowering her sunglasses so they could hear her whisper more clearly. “What’s that about? Is there a VIP section?” Her eyes darted to the area in question, narrowed. “Is this money laundering for drugs?” Her father said things like that all the time, surely it would get her a clear answer. 

option b (either the barista misinterpreted her request and put blood into paloma’s drink, she accidentally grabbed your muse’s blood drink, etc - your muse sees this and - your choice!) location: the caffeine crypt

“Not to be rude - but I asked for a pink drink, and whatever your version of it is smells disgusting.” It was definitely pink, but whatever was inside to make it pink was not strawberry acai. “When I asked for an extra scoop, I meant strawberries. What is this?” She pouted, pushed the cup back gently across the counter. “I’ll pay for another drink - but what do you have that isn’t...” she paused - she’d already called their drinks disgusting, it was in her best interest to tone it down. “...like that?” 

option c location: the poison room 

The neighborhood was definitely interesting. She was wary of some of the things on the shelves. Names she didn’t quite recognize - some she knew of from her parents or grandparents, who were just as likely to use home remedies for things as prescription medications. She’d overheard someone in the city mention the place, but nothing seemed to be as straightforward as she’d hoped. “Do they really have an ‘elixir that makes your skin glow’? I heard I could get that here - which bottle is it?” She wiggled her fingers at the wall of items in question. 

[ofmarlenemck]

where: a pub in london who: open!

“mm, okay, is it just me or does this rum taste…” marlene trailed off, thinking of the right word. however, instead of finishing the sentence, she took another sip. “spicy? smokey? something with an s maybe?” they mused. it would be clear to most that this wasn’t her first glass. she licked her lips. “hear, taste it. help me out,” they asked, holding her glass out to the person she’d accosted for this conversation.

[lxdylestrxnge]

when: current in game date where: tba

what was more terrifying; an otherwise silence being capable of such power and aggression, or a formidable and fearsome force being capable of such stillness? perhaps that depended on the person considering the question. determining which individual bellatrix was, was also a conundrum. had she learned to be watchful and reticent? or had force and passion developed through instruction and exposure to the world?

nonetheless, a cup of steaming hot coffee had always worked to centre bellatrix. even in her most tempestuous moods.

so as such, she sat, poised as her mother had taught her, with a scolding cup upon the table before her. she lifted it by the handle, taking a sip despite the copious steam still rising from the liquid's surface. her eyes were upon a few files on the table. a shadow cast across the paper.

"you're in my light." she stated quite simply.