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[stealme-seizeme]

Dine and Dash // Marco&

Marco didn’t like to take the term “starving artist” literally, but he sort of did. After winding down, he decided it was a bunch balogne and that he needed something real to eat. Not potato chips.

He was immediately disappointed to realize that the town was so small there wasn’t a real place to get food besides the single restaurant. He really was just scraping by.

He tried not to think about what little money he had. He would have to make honest money in this town eventually, but he just hadn’t gotten to it yet. He was going to. He swore. And with that out of his mind, and with a little brushing up, Marco decided it was time to get hot food in his stomach.

He casually sat down and ordered, and all was fine until he had to cough up the cash. Marco stared at his bill, not saying a word. His face was straight but his heart quaked.

He waited, until it seemed like everyone in the place was distracted, or at least not looking his way. He slowly got up and made his way for the door.

[dearly-dolly1-blog]

{A Fleeting Feeling} Dolce & Open

Dolce walked down the cobblestone streets of the town she had recently became quite familiar with. She had been spending a lot more time outside now that the weather was getting cooler. She didn’t ever have many spare hours in a day, but she did her best to walk around by herself. Though the town wasn’t incredibly populated, there were numerous nooks and crannies to be discovered.

Her boots made rhythmic clicking noises on the stone beneath her as she walked at a brisk pace. She found the wind to be so refreshing. It blew through the trees, sending leaves off the branches only to scatter and dance around each other near the ground before finally coming to a halt. Before long, they were thrown about aimlessly again, over and over. Autumn was almost hypnotic in that way. Although the trees were nearing the end of their beautiful days, Dolce thought the season brought an air of renewal with it. There was a sort of incredible feeling of motivation that coerced through her when the weather cooled down, and it brought her out of the house more often.

Lost in thought, Dolce continued walking until the wind she previously admired swept itself beneath her. She reached up, though her reflexes were not fast enough as Mother Nature stole her top hat. With an audible gasp, Dolce brushed the pink hair out of her eyes as she watched the hat dance about, a few leaves getting caught on it before continuing on their path. Her eyes widened as the hat finally dropped to the ground, landing only inches in front of another person on the sidewalk ahead of her. Her heartbeat was nearly audible as she hoped the person would pick it up before it was blown away again.

[cherishedclaire-blog]

{The Perfect Pumpkin} Claire & Open

Claire loved autumn. Though she adored winter even more, autumn was the season that slowly eased into it. The heat was finally dying down, and the winds were picking up. It was nearly impossible not to get into the spirit of the season when there were so many beautiful colors to see and festive things to do.

Claire had noticed that the local orchard had just opened up. She had been hoping to get some pumpkins for the holidays, though she wasn’t entirely sure what she was going to do with them. They were beautiful enough to simply display, but she considered carving them as well. Sure, it was an activity children did, but one was never too old to carve pumpkins.

When she arrived, she was slightly overwhelmed at the acres of large, perfectly orange pumpkins that were spread out before her. She wasn’t sure what sort of size or shape she wanted, so she found herself aimlessly walking down the rows of vegetables. It quickly brought back memories of when she worked as a farmer. It was hard not to think about it, especially around that time of year. Autumn always produced the most incredible harvests.

She stopped suddenly, spotting a single pumpkin. It stood slightly isolated, with only two or three smaller pumpkins near it. It was large, mostly in width, and it had so much character to its shape. She stepped over, deciding that was the one she wanted.

Clearly underestimating its weight, she carefully placed her hands under the vegetable and pulled. It barely moved an inch. She sighed, knowing she could simply pick another pumpkin… but she wanted that one. It was perfect.

With another attempt, she pulled as hard as she could. She managed to drag it a few inches, but she couldn’t really lift it. She pressed her lips together, looking around a bit desperately. She suddenly realized she should have brought someone with her. She thought, though, that someone may possibly be willing to help her.

[starlitfracture-blog]

Steady Hands || Wizard & ?

Gale was relieved to leave his old home in some respects: the people of the city wouldn’t understand his magic, much less those of a small town he once resided in. Orchid Valley was so deserted he felt he could finally let loose a little bit.

Moving didn’t come cheaply, however, and the little money he had saved up from fortune telling and love readings was all spent in the process of finding a new place to live. The centuries old wizard found himself trapped. He had to get a job if he wanted to get his coffee fix.

Wizard found himself working in a jewelry shop, which wasn’t complete hell for him at least- he liked crystals and gems a great deal, due to the way they conducted healing energy and heightened senses for psychic ability. It paid okay considering how deserted the location was, just enough to scrape by on rent. He was satisfied.

Leaning on the glass topped counter, Gale focused on a small ring. One of the smaller gemstones had become loose. Lifting up a pair of minute tweezers he fumbled for a couple seconds, eventually resorting to using magic to get a magnifying glass to stay in front of his eye. This was successful for a couple minutes until he heard someone come through the door and let it fall.

“….Welcome…um…to Narcissus Jewelry Boutique…?”

He could only pray they hadn’t seen him do that.

[silvia-kuroi]

A Mess || ((Open!))

For how late it was getting in the year, Silvia found it surprising that it was still hot out. Naturally, there was only one fool-proof (and also delicious) way to beat the heat: ice cream.

Silvia happily licked away at her chocolate swirl on a cone. The sugary chocolate created a soft, creamy swirl was just the thing to really take the cat-girl’s mind off of the hot days and focus instead on something refreshing and cool.

Of course, Silvia herself had a tiny problem when it came to focusing--if she, say, focused solely on her ice cream, she tended to focus less on what was going on around her. Such was this problem that she barely noticed the tree stump till her sandal hit it, which began an attention-grabbing chain of events.

She let out a high squeak as she fell; her cone flying high up into the air. As she reached out for the nearest object, she nearly made purchase--but alas, she had grabbed onto the linen mat that was covering the vegetable stall beside her. 

That merely made matters worse as some of the vegetables rolled off of the table and fell onto the ground, just as the girl herself fell over. Finally, as if to end this scene, her ice cream and its cone made a soft splat! before marking the end to the mess beside her.

[dearly-dolly1-blog]

{A Faulty Display} Dolce & Marco

It was a sunny day without a single cloud in the forecast. Because of the good weather, Dolce was selected to be in charge of setting up an outdoor display for some of the featured clothing at Dahlia Tailoring. She had pushed out some displays and was working on arranging the clothes in an eye-appealing fashion.

She didn’t really care for such menial tasks, but she knew someone had to do it. She took a moment to adjust her top hat, finding that her accessories were quickly shifting out of place with the excessive moving she had to do. Again and again she had to bend down to straighten the bottoms of the dresses and slacks only to stand back up again and rearrange their positioning on the display. She thought perhaps she was overthinking it. After all, exactly how many people could pass by in a single day? Probably not more than a handful… Even then, would the display catch their attention?

Dolce decided to take a step backwards to view her work from a potential customer’s perspective on the sidewalk. As she moved, eyes locked on the displays, she felt someone collide with her backside.

Dolce quickly regained her footing and turned around, seeing the person she had carelessly ran into. It wasn’t like her at all to do something of that nature, but she had been so absorbed in her work. Not only that, but she was certain there wouldn’t be anyone around in that short period of time.

She felt a bit better when the figure proceeded to stand up straight. She would have really been put on the spot if she had knocked the person over.

“My apologies,” she said softly, eyes glancing slightly downward rather than looking directly at the person in question.

[stealme-seizeme]

Captivate // Marco and OPEN to multi

When Marco woke up, it was dark outside and the cat was gone. He squinted, looking around his dark room. The dust could be seen floating by the windowlight. Marco could make out the outline of his rucksack, lopsided on the floor. The house. He remembered.

He sighed out his tired breath and stretched out of the bed. There was something crumpled in his hand. Money he had stolen. He sighed again and put it away in his rucksack. Wiping the crust from his eyes, he pulled ouy his key, picked up his rucksack, and stepped out of the downtown house, locking the door behind him.

Not a soul lived downtown besides Marco. Even the whole town was eerie at this time of night, but Marco looked to the sky. It was so clear -- it was a sight that didn't exist in the city. He only saw it occasionally on his travels, and looking up at it calmed his nerves. He stopped walking for a moment to focus on it, then went on, to the riverbank. He sat down, and took off his rucksack. He took a moment to tune our his hunger, and out he pulled his sketchbook and colored pencils. He needed to calm down and get away.

[bluedynamitee-blog]

Carnival | Open

Waking up everyday was already super amazing, but the addition of a huge Ferris wheel outside his bedroom window gave it a boost that Luke didn’t know he needed! Drooling at the thought of cotton candy and cheese-drenched nachos, he stared in awe outside-- leaving a face-shaped imprint on the glass the more he pressed against it to see the set up.

“This is so COOL!!! I can’t believe we’re having a carnival!!”

With excitement in his step, he got dressed (quicker than usual) and zoomed out the front door to get a better look at the upcoming festivities, making his way towards the big wheel.

Lights everywhere, games and food at every corner-- it was hard to hide his excitement (not that he every tried to). With a big grin on his face and bouncing up and down in place, he nearly forgot one huge important thing.

As quick as it had came, the grin was replaced with a devastated groan as he dug his hand into his pockets.

“Dang...! I don't have any money!”