#starter time!

[nomadic-and-draconic]

Closed Starter for @ellenimationz

In a crowded market in a crowded town, on the balcony of a currently-unoccupied dwelling; an interesting figure sat, eyeing one of the larger stalls.

A scaly red hand cupped her smooth, bronze-skinned chin in her hand in thought as her tail gently flicked like a metronome. The smell of that mutton cooking over that fire was enough to make her just go for it, but she couldn't risk being identified as the thief. This town was the first stable hiding place she had found in a while. Attracting attention to herself MIGHT mean having to run. Again.

"Hmmm... I think my best bet would be to cause a commotion, but what?" Nune thought.

To her dismay, the crowds were so thick she could not get a good look for anything she could use to start enough chaos to steal the meat when no one was paying attention. At least not from here.

Ducking back into the dwelling, she deftly exited through a side window, jumping down into an empty alley. Casually, she made her way into the crowd, no one really paying any mind to the dragon woman. After all, there were quite a few Draconic people in this land. To a casual observer, Nune was just another whiskered face in the crowd.

If only any of them had known that the golden eyes on said face were observing the crowd for anything she could use to unleash chaos.

If only Nune had known that she was about to get a bit more chaos than she had bargained for today...

[adamandfriends]

Starter time!

Send "wolf man" and I'll write a starter for you involving Bjorn.

Send "night hunter" and I'll write a starter for you involving Sigyn.

(And the classics) send "hooded hero" and I'll write a starter for you involving Adam.

Send "heads or tails" and I'll write a starter for you involving Zeus.

Send "crazed child" and I'll write a starter for you involving Sammy

Or if you're feeling up to a little craziness, mix any two prompts and I'll throw two muses at you!

[creativecllective]

a shadow approacheth @lostandfoughtfor

The clack, clack, clacking of the train wheels goes by. Dust floats in the air through the cracks of the train car, a small amount of moon-light filtering through to illuminate the area just slightly. Of course, that isn’t counting any other light source that might be in the train cart. But light was sufficient enough to cast deep and to the naked human eye, nearly pitch black shadows, enough for a certain being to manifest in.

Standing, despite him having no visible feet or end to his body for that matter, he waited behind a box full of who knows what, not that he cared. He was more fixated on the young man who was currently within his vision. Moving to his right, he circled, making sure to stay out of eye-sight of the human and behind at least a layer of boxes.

He made no steps, appearing to float as black wispy tendrils continuously lifted off of his shadowed frame. Two 'eyes’ peered at him, though really they could be considered holes in the beings head as you could see through them to the wall behind. Only after close observation for a good few hours, did he finally speak in a low and echoing tone as if he had a hard time keeping the voice centered on his person.

“  It is...      illegal, to remain on these cars...    without being given    permission. You know that...    don’t you?  “

[secondscn]

[thelionofnaples]

Thread Tracker;

About to post a new starter call, so I thought I’d take stock!

Awaiting:

@gentlegrace

@primankapustoty

@thespywholovedtea

@battlesthatmatter

@lighteningbound​ (also I am happy to do the starter, I know you are hella busy :) )

@infamouscabalbrothers​

@strangcrdoctor​

@hitsharder

@punkwithametalarm

Just drop me a line if you’re no longer digging the thread, or if you want to plot!

[fistmagicandsteel-blog]

Beyond the Lesson

 It was a cool evening in Demacia as the man fastened his bag to himself. Not being particularly rich, Kaizen had made his trek to here from Zaun although that wasn’t necessarily harsh given the normalcy of travel to him. The soft sounds of his boots resounding off the stone of the major city was pleasant to him as the well being of the city was nice to him. Perhaps one day he might live here though that would be a thing for the future.

Coming up to a familiar door, the red haired man would gently lower his bag next to it and sigh. He was, all things considered, quite tired in his journey here. Raising his false arm to the door, he gave it a few sharp raps and awaited for Caiaphas... He would be awake at this hour.. Or should be. It was only 8 in the morning..

Well. His teacher was always a late riser. Kaizen would simply do his best to wait by resting his back against the door not completely realizing what would happen when Caiaphas would suddenly open it. Taking the envelope in hand, he had received meant that he and the Warlock had work to do. @demaciangrandwarlock

[glasaugen]

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[the-red-hurricane]

Writer's appreciation [catchthemiftheyfall]

A busting, energetic day in downtown Metropolis. Alexis could tell by the amount of clientele going in and out from the cafe she worked at. "Miss! Can i get a coffee, two sugars?" "Of course! It'll be about 10 minutes!" she called, scribbling down the order. "Did you want something to eat with that?" she asked, quickly moving over to the table. "Acutally, yes..,can I get a breakfast sandwich with egg and cheese?" "Sure thing. You order number is 76." Damn, 76 already? It was only 10 am. Alexis despised the morning shift, but the money was good. She had no other source of livable income. Not yet, anyways. As she crossed the busy room, she sidestepped easily, missing patrons glued to their phones or tablets. "Excuse me, sorry..." she pardoned herself, until she ran into a gentleman entering  the cafe. "Oh! i'm so sorry about that..." she adjusted her glasses, looking up. "It's quite busy in here today..."