#whatever works!

[sybaritick]

Imagine you are tasked with selecting some of the great books high schoolers will be forced to read and analyze.

In this scenario, you're starting from a blank slate choosing books (essentially, don't exclude something just because it's already a book often assigned in high school. If you read it back then and think it should still be assigned that counts!) and that you're the god-emperor of your nation's secondary schools and nobody has the power to remove the books based on their objections to the content (they might get mad at you, but the decision is yours.) What are some of the books you'd pick?

[no-one-asks--any-questions-here]

date: january 15

location: the milk bar

@anchoragestarters

It was pretty rare for Khadroma to work the bar these days but but one of her bartenders had called out last minute and honestly, she didn't mind picking up when there was a need. The day had been relatively slow but she was certain it would pick up a little bit as the work day ended and people were undoubtedly already yearning for the weekend. When a patron came up and practically rested their head on the bar, she chuckled and said "That rough of a day, huh? Or do you just have a headache?" Reaching for a tried and true bottle of Stolichnaya, she said "You know, a shot of vodka will clear that headache right up--promise." Her Russian accent had faded over the years and now there was just a small hint of it left on her tongue, though she was in touch with her roots through and through. To be fair, the idea that all Russians loved vodka was a stereotype--however, that didn't negate the fact that the gasoline-like beverage seemed to magically cure any ailment one could possibly think of. Headache? Cough? Stubbed toe? Drink vodka.

[takemyheart--pullitapart]

date: tuesday night, july 30, 1996

location: the deadly possessions haunted museum

@boneyardstarters

It was nearing the end of her shift and honestly, she couldn't be more grateful. It's not that she hated her job--well, not entirely. At the very least, she got a lot of delight from freaking out dumb tourists about all their creepy attractions. However, it was a full fucking moon tonight--and not only that, it was a blue moon. You know, like 'once in a blue moon'? It was rare and the witch was dying to get home to do her full moon ritual. However, it would seem that the weather had different plans. She couldn't really argue with mother nature, now could she?

As it turns out, just as her final tour was about to come to an end, the heavens opened up and it began to pour outside. The rain was so loud as it hit the roof, she had to raise her voice to be heard. "Well... Damn, we were about to come to the end of our tour but you guys may wanna' stick around for a bit. Usually when it rains like this, you can't even see two feet in front of you, let alone drive..." she said, glancing out the window. Yup. Visibility was shit. It didn't rain like this too often in Vegas but when it did, you knew it was serious. She tried to give the small tour group a smile but it wasn't all that convincing.

Great. She was stuck here entertaining these people. Then a smile crept across her face as an idea popped into her head. Dahlia had always had a proclivity for the strange and unusual, even before her life had taken a darker turn. "You know, if you want, we can always go back and give Peggy another visit." Peggy was one of the most popular exhibits in the museum, a doll that was said to be haunted. "Just remember, do not look her in her eyes, unless you enjoy being cursed." If she could at least send a shiver down one person's spine a day, she was doing something right.

[valentincflores]

starter for: anyone! ( CLOSED ) location: birdsong park

With everything going on in her personal life, Val desperately needed a nice yoga session. And Birdsong Park was one of her favorite spots to do so if she wasn't at the rec center. The connection to nature was always such a huge draw for her. So, armed with her tripod and yoga mat, prepared to get some content shot today, Val scoped out the park for the best spot. She wanted to make sure she was out of people's way.

Having picked out the perfect grassy area, she made her way over, first setting up her tripod and phone before moving a few feet away and setting up her yoga mat and a few other props. She always liked to bring a few things with her to set the tone for her video. With her back turned towards the tripod, she hadn't heard anyone approaching, too many other noises in the park had commandeered her attention. So when she finally turned around to face the tripod and her camera, she winced just a little bit when she noticed someone standing right in the way of her camera. This was always the fun part of shooting content in public. Though Val had learned a long time ago it was easier to just be flexible. "Sorry, didn't mean to get in your way!" she called as she moved towards her tripod, preparing to move it so she'd film the same spot but from a different angle.

[deadbeatmaker]

I think I might need therapy. or eat bread!

[overheard-at-kickoff]

at comps my team makes circles instead of hearts at our drive team, as in "we love you from the bottom of our circles" because one year the human player's hand was in a cast and couldn't make the heart shape

I mean the actual human heart is more of a circle shape than a heart shape imho

[ofsalvatores]

Jen knew that she should be training or with her daughter or trying to rehabilitate her own father but all of that seemed so heavy. Everything since they had gone back in time seemed heavy and difficult and overly emotional. Christmas, in particular, had been an entire emotional fiasco that she would need to eventually unpack but that was neither here nor there. For now, she shot pool. “Corner pocket?” she asked her opponent, batting her eyelashes innocently. Leaning over, she grinned as the cue hit, eight ball sinking right where she wanted it to. “Wow, I guess that whole beginner’s luck thing is real, huh?” she mused, feigning innocence. Jen knew exactly how to play pool, had perfected it over the years. There wasn’t exactly much else to do in Mystic Falls when they’d been trapped. Hustling people for money in present time was just a lot easier if they bought her innocent girly girl act. 

@sanguishqsstarters​