#bststarter

[notamaletinkerbell-blog]

 Mike had found that sitting in a coffee shop and just people watching while drinking overpriced overly sweet coffee is a neat little form of entertainment. There really wasn’t much that he really felt like doing on his own, so sitting here watching others socialize like a creeper would have to do. He was quite in the mood for actual socializing so he didn’t really much care when he noticed another person lower themselves into the couch across from him. 

“Apparently when you order a caramel latte here they decide it’s a good idea to just dump half a serving spoon of sugar into your cup. I feel like I’m drinking a cup of liquid sugar.”

[sweetcandyburkes]

“It’s safe to say without my care that my garden back home is dying slowly again. Sad, they’ve been alive as long as me. Oh well- I’ll just have to see what grows around here instead, I guess.”

[marshall-chamberlain]

Struggling the whole way in, he was eventually thrown down onto the road that lead to a little downtown area. “What the hell?” Marshall spat as he started to get up, grumbling nonsense like he was about to attack the men that just threw him into this spot. Though by the time they backed up, he’d charged and hit... a barrier? “Oh what the actual fuck..” He sighed out while stepping back to try to see if he could see where this thing ended. “..Well..” The vampire started and turned on his heel. “Guess we’re here now, eh?”

[apennyfordyourthoughts]

It had been some time since Ford decided to really leave the house he was staying in. He had all the things he really needed in it, except one thing, a library, his library in fact. He missed his books. The smell, the feel, it often made him sad, depressed even. So he decided on entering the library in town, he wasn’t about to sit around and really do nothing in his home a minute longer for fear of going mad. So that’s what he did, gathering an array of books, he was satisfied. Arms full of about seven, he used his foot to open the door not seeing the person behind it till he felt the door stall then open again clearly hitting someone. “Fuck me,” he set his books aside. “Are you okay?“

[novhfence]

Noah had been content to keep his head down and keep to himself, busying himself with childish pastimes (i.e. his beloved, old Game Boy) while he tried to better understand the circumstances he was abruptly thrown into. The angel wasn’t comfortable here, though he tried his best to mask the feeling now as he silently pulled a scrap sheet of paper towards him and scrawled two vertical and two horizontal lines to create a 3x3 grid — A tic-tac-toe board. After a pause, he scribbled an ‘x’ in the top right corner and wordlessly pushed the paper to the stranger beside him. It was only a matter of seconds before he was offering an impossibly warm grin, soon explaining, “You seemed awfully bored.”

[ophelia-lange]

Ophelia realized that shocking oneself is a bit rough if there are people around you to watch and be confused when you’re in pain. So instead, she kept playing with magic in more visually appealing ways. She’d quite literally lift her hand in front of her face and make wiggle in an S shape, then make it glow and change colors. Using magic would keep her sane, keep things in her head quiet, and keep her skill up. Even if it was just party tricks. “It’s pretty right?” She asks while looking away from her hand to pick up a martini and raise it to the person in front of her. “To stupid stuff..”

[marshall-chamberlain]

“Well we’ve been here a bit.. And so far the blood hasn’t killed me.” Marshall starts while openly thinking aloud. “It doesn’t seem too bad here if you like being trapped like animals.”