#cadestart

[jackjacksparr-blog]

Jack-Jack had, surprisingly, a moment to spare. He had gone through everything on his checklist, mostly to do with getting his school books. Now that they were shoved into his backpack, along with...well, everything else, he found that after grabbing a drink while at the school bookstore, he had change. And then he realized he was going past the arcade. He checked his watch. Well, he was on break and nobody was expecting him back yet.

Grinning, he walked into Litwak’s Arcade for the first time in ages, assaulted by bright lights and loud noises. He just needed to find a good game. But once he found one that he would probably like, it was taken.

“Wow, you’re really good...”

[prncssanna-blog1]

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I wanna stuff some chocolate in my face, Anna thought to herself as she strolled the streets of Cadense, but I should probably eat some actual food. Not that chocolate isn’t food, I mean, but- she stopped herself before she continued to ramble inside her own head. 

It would have been nice, of course, to be able to eat lunch with Elsa, but she was nowhere to be found. No matter. Maybe Anna could meet a new friend to dine with! In fact, at that moment she turned to the first friendly-looking person she saw, tapped them on the shoulder, and said, “Hey! Excuse me, but, uh, I’m from kinda-far-outta-town and I was wondering if you knew a good place to eat around here?”

[vonschwitz-blog]

“Have you ever spiked a slushie before?’ Penelope asked the person before her as she slurped her blue raspberry slushie. “It’s a game changer. Some would say it’s childish, but I say it’s the only way to go. I can hardly drink slushies normal now!” She stuck her tongue out at them. “For the record, only bringing this up to ask if you could buy me some booze? it doesn’t even have to be the good stuff! Just hard liquor.”

[coraliiiine]

Coraline had a lot going on. With her job being raided for weapons and her nightmares growing more and more detailed, it was a lot on her head and her energy. In all honesty, she just wanted to sleep until she died, but since she could actually die in her sleep if anything she had been told about her dreams were accurate,  the phrase ended up being more of a phrase than an actual wish. So instead she smoked. Out in public, ready to hear someone talk to her about the dangers of the habit or how it was illegal or something boring. Regardless she didn’t care. Either she gets arrested or she would smoke in peace.

As the first stranger started to hover over her, she extended her blunt to them. “Want a hit? it’s like sleepy time tea but better. And it’s medical so don’t give me that look.”

[linguini-alfredos]

Linguini always felt shocked by how far he'd come since being revealed as the heir to Gusteau. Sure, he'd been fine before, and he didn't really need all that fame, and he sure didn't need all the attention pushed on him to cook like his father, but really, can anyone ever be your father if you've never met the guy?

Linguini stumbled along the roads leading somewhere, if not home. He remembered not having people's eyes on him like frogs to flies, or something like that. He took the carefully concealed earpiece out of his ear and shoved it in his pocket.

It felt like all his personality was recently was cooking and listening and static. He turned his head and almost laughed. Sweet tooth candy store, his favorite from when he was a kid. He entered the shop and almost felt his mother's presence behind him. "I almost forgot about all these things," he said, bittersweet, "Did you know these existed?" he asked someone, holding a new candy

[athicketsnotrick]

It was too early for anything but coffee, that much was clear. Florian had ordered his first cup of the day just minutes ago, but each minute seemed to take an hour to pass, and he found his gaze falling out of focus as he stared at the counter and waited for his name or order to be called. By the time his name was called, he could just as well have fallen asleep standing up, but he snapped out of it just to pick up his triple espresso to get him through the first few hours, only noticing as he thanked the barista that a phone sat on the counter. He whipped around to look after the person he'd seen standing and hovering over the counter as they waited, calling out to them.

"Sorry, is this - excuse me, is this yours?"

[dicescare-blog]

anger sat in his gut, a low simmer that was building through his chest, pushing through to his tapping fingers, a staccato beat on the table in front of him. his tablet was balanced precariously, between crossed legs and table’s edge. lady luck fickle as she was had stayed on his side, not so much the snuggly duckling. of course, fickle, his table got bumped, coffee, and mug crashing to the floor and narrowly taking his tablet with it. “you’ve got to be kidding me.”

[thequeenkiaraa]

Kiara was just minding her own business when someone tapped her on the shoulder. She was new to Cadense and was very confident in her fashion sense, but when the person seemed unimpressed with her and her outfit, she was almost shocked. “I’m sorry, my ears must be playing tricks on me. Are you trying to tell me that my outfit is trash?”