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[rippedstitch-s]

Status: Open Where: Harvest Festival Tagging: @srphq-starters​

Syd had found himself a lovely spot on an old stone wall out behind some of the food carts, and a joint had been rolled. Next thing he knew, he was laying out on it, staring at the stars as he listened to the goings-on. “I want some fried dough, but I don’t want to get up...” He mumbled, stretching. “This is a terrible place to get high... everything smells so fuckin’ good... making me hungry.” He chuckled and released smoke from between his teeth as he held out the joint to the person close-by. “What do I have to do... to get you to go grab me a fried dough? I’ve got cigarettes, this joint, a bottle opener, and I think maybe 3 bucks in change, in this jacket...”  

[suspicioushospitality]

Status: OPEN Location: Grounds of House of Seven Gables Tagging: @srphq-starters​

It was a lot for Asa to come out tonight. He wasn’t one for parties and big events, and often didn’t bother with costumes. He sometimes felt a bit like the odd one out at something like this- a lot of younger people mingling and dancing, chatting. But he’d tried this time, because how often would he get an opportunity like this? He’d found a lovely replica of the Phantom’s costume when he appeared in the middle of the masquerade scene in Phantom of the Opera, finding the red coat and skull mask to make a stunning outfit. And... well. Asa had started taking anxiety meds this past month, had been working on his courage and his self confidence. He wanted to stand out a little bit. He wanted to feel good about himself. 

There were fun little spooky wings of the house to explore, but the major draw Asa found at the building was the grounds. Many doors were open to provide more ventilation as people headed in and out on their way to buy more drinks or bring out trays of little finger sandwiches. Asa stood outside where it was cool, nursing a glass with some fruity cocktail he’d forgotten the name of. They were close enough to the harbor to smell it from the back stairs, and he had zoned out a bit hearing the distant crash of waves before realizing someone was standing beside him in the dark. He started, a hand on his heart. “Oh fuck, you scared the daylights out of me. How long have you been standing there?” He chuckled sheepishly, wiping his eyes. “You fit in with all those scare actors in the front yard.” 

[baileydavls-blog]

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BAILEY: so, just to confirm, now would be a bad time to start game of thrones?

[mclissas]

“to put it bluntly? your car is a piece of shit,” melissa explained as she lowered the latch beneath the hood to let it slam shut. “but that doesn’t mean i can’t fix it.” truth be told, it wasn’t the first time she’d seen a vehicle in such poor condition ( and she was certain it wouldn’t be the last ) but she still felt bad for the poor bastard who would be stuck footing the bill. even with a good ol’ friendly discount, fixing a car was not cheap. “i just need to replace a few parts and it’ll be good as new. or.. at least, as good as an old clunker like this can be without being totally rebuilt,” she added, flashing the unlucky owner a sympathetic smile as she patted the top of the car. “i need to order one of the parts, so it should take me a few days until i can get you back out on the road.”

[itsdbaby-blog1]

“Honestly so glad you weren’t busy, and agreed to lunch. I’ve been in this place where all I want to do is watch the Originals and do nothing.” Deanna chuckled softly, looking down at her plate. Things had been weird since having to move again. She was just glad to get out of her apartment for something other than work. 

[claudewhy-blog]

Stereo turned to max, doors and windows open wide for airing out, and a vacuum cleaner that doubles as a dance partner/microphone was the perfect way for Claude to spend his afternoon. It had been a short day today, one of his professors had called in sick, and with the roommate still out he had seized the opportunity to spring clean the apartment.

If someone had wanted to, they could easily have walked in, grabbed the most expensive looking thing in the apartment, and walked out without being noticed. Or well, at least there would be a pretty good chance that they would get away with it.

Hips swaying rhythmically to the song that filled the room, flowing out into the hallway, he paid no mind to others who might be in the building as he pulled the vacuum handle closer, screeching along to the music “But that don’t change that you’re a liar, a liar!”

[eliiizas-blog]

bubblegum pink acrylics tap absentmindedly against the dark cherry wood of a bookshelf, eliza’s bluish-gray eyes scanning the slew of YA novels that stood tall in the shelves. her dainty hands move to straighten and push in a copy of rainbow rowell’s ‘fangirl’ --- a classic, and a signed one at that --- when her ears catch the familiar tune of the chime that adorns the front door to the store. it’s about twenty minutes ‘til close, so the fact that someone’s entering to browse at all catches the blonde by surprise. “coming!” she calls to the now-stranger, scurrying to the door. it’s quiet as a mouse; the only sound is the pattering of her black felt flats against the aged wood flooring. “hi,” she offers cheerily when she reaches the door. “welcome to the paperback. can i help you with something? do you need something specific?” she tucks a stray strand of hair behind her left ear.

[ctrldiana]

Letting an exhausted exhale escape her lips, Diana looked up at the person in front of her with an annoyed glare bright in her eyes. “You know, when we agreed to workout together I didn’t expect you to actually try to kill me.” Following an eye roll that couldn’t help to be clearly seen by any person around, the short brunette turned around to grab her towel, wiping her face trying to let her breaths slowly even out again. Inhale. Exhale. Repeat. “I thought you said you were going to go hard on me, what was that all about?”