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oh no. hiya there, my name is piper and this is my child celeste. introductions are one of my many weaknesses, so i’m just going to hop right into saying that i would really love some plots and that if you’re interested hmu… or like this post ♡ if you would like to, you can read a little more about my child below ! i look forward to writing with you all. that is all, thank you and goodnight *insert a calm placing of the mic on the stage floor*
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mavey finally gets his break, he’s still thinking about what happened at the beach party and what went down. the bob, the police, and everything else. he was a little confused at all, he wondered who could possibly even think of doing something like that. he sighs at the thought scrolls through his phone until he notices someone’s at the counter with no one behind it. he scrambles to get up and he rushes around, standing before them. “ sorry. . i don’t know where everybody else is. what can i get you ? “
just coming off a thirteen hour shift, to say hyerin was exhausted would have been an understatement. the weekend itself, was exhausting – thankfully, she had no time to think on it too much. instead, she was focused in on the immense need she felt to sleep and to eat in the moment. still in her scrubs, the girl made her way to the nearest cafe, taking a spot at the counter. “if anyone could do the ordering for me so i wouldn’t have to use anymore energy that i already don’t have enough to supply, i will buy you whatever you want.” she grumbled softly, looking over the menu, still ignoring the tugging worry and thoughts at the back of her mind; focusing only on one thing at time in the moment.
“I swear to god, if you try to grind up on me one more time, you won’t have that very special anatomy between your legs,” TJ snapped at the guy behind her, having enough of him trying to get up on her while she was dancing and enjoying herself. And when he decided to open his mouth about how if she didn’t want the attention she shouldn’t have worn the bikini she was wearing, she had enough. Before he could even finish the statement, she had pulled back and punched him in the face, causing the male to sprawl on the beach cradling his jaw. “Yeah, that’s a princess cut bitch. Hopefully it will remind you to close your mouth,” she stated, walking over the guy and heading to the bar. She was at least able to keep it together until she reached the bar, where she immediately started shaking her hand. “Ow! Why did no one tell me it hurt to punch someone?” she groaned, checking to see if her ring had actually cut her instead of the guy.
❛ ｡ ✩ ﾟ is that really ( Kim seokjin ) ? no wait , it’s just ( Ahn jaehyun ) , that ( twenty-six ) year old ( business owner ) , who is a ( visitor ) . i heard they’re very ( honest, loyal ) , but still ( absentminded, cold ) . most people recognize them by ( drinking ice tea early in the morning, the scent of new books, and bad grandpa jokes ) & i can’t wait to see what pandora digs up about ( him ) !
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❛ ｡ ✩ ﾟ is that really ( choi yeonjun ) ? no wait , it’s just ( mavey lee ) , that ( nineteen ) year old ( waiter ) , who is a ( visitor ) . i heard they’re very ( king, helpful ) , but still ( naive, reckless ) . most people recognize them by ( writing long stories on tumblr, listening to ocean music, flavoured tea ) & i can’t wait to see what pandora digs up about ( him ) !
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❛ ｡ ✩ ﾟ is that really ( jessica lowndes ) ? no wait , it’s just ( terra juliet ‘tj’ brady ) , that ( twenty-eight ) year old ( writer ) , who is a ( local ) . i heard they’re very ( creative and adventurous ) , but still ( guarded and blunt ) . most people recognize them by ( a wardrobe full of bikinis and sundresses, shelves overstuffed with books, and long messy hair ) & i can’t wait to see what pandora digs up about ( her ) !
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the cocktail he’s drinking tastes sweeter than what he’d normally go for. he’d decided to come to this event just in case he happens to spot his brother plus since it’s a nice night and it’s cool enough he wants to at least get to meet some new people and enjoy himself. so he sits at the bar crowded by people is when he finally snaps and decides he’s going a walk away from them all drink being downed within seconds he orders another one and quickly hops off the stool he sits on and starts walking. “ still not sure what the big deal is. “ he mutters to himself.
❛ ｡ ✩ ﾟ is that really noah centineo ? no wait , it’s just marcus matthews , that twenty-three year old barista/musician , who is a local . i heard they’re very loving & comedic , but still gullible & selfless . most people recognize them by coffee stains, happy pop songs, acoustic covers & i can’t wait to see what pandora digs up about him !
hi! so i’m bonnie & i’m 19 & i use she/her pronouns! this is my baby marcus, and i’ll go into all about him below ! so just like this & i’ll come to you for all the plots !
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hi, guys! sorry for not posting yesterday. i’m just currently at a place with no internet (sadly), but i’m making it work with my hotspot. anyway, for a little bit about me: i go by sora or s, i’m 22 yrs old, i’m in est, and i love doggos. i’ve also been rping for yrs, but took a yr break in 2018 and my discord is: sora ✨#4115. i’m also lazy to write out full bios of my muses, so under the cut, you’ll find short summaries of them.
aaand i’ll be IMing people for plots soon!
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hi lovebugs ! i hope you’re ready to hear all of this mess , because i have a lot to say ! my name is ellieand welcome to my crib . i’m currently twenty , use the pronouns she / her & i live in the uk ! i’m as messy as you’d expect , considering i’m balancing about 2473 things rn , but never the less , this is my actual child ─ esther haavik ─ i’m hoping you love her as much as i do !
❛ ｡ ✩ ﾟ is that really kristine froseth ? no wait , it’s just esther haavik , that twenty-three year old hostess , who is a local . i heard they’re very loyal & hardworking , but still stubborn & critical . most people recognize them by wilted flowers tucked behind ears , walking barefoot almost everywhere , subtle cigarette smoke & i can’t wait to see what pandora digs up about her ! [ ellie, she + her, gmt ]
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kyung sits on the sand, his hands draw patterns as he picks up his drink, takes a long sip of it and sits it back down. of course he’s invested in mingling with people he just hasn’t worked up to that yet but the more he drinks he’ll get there, he hasn’t expected anyone to join him because he knows most are enjoying themselves, but he seems just fine sitting by himself for now anyway. he takes another sip and stares out at the water.
leave it to her mother to her mother to ruin her fun with her usual spiel–‘ where are you ‘ and ‘ why don’t you call ‘ and ‘ why can’t you just come home? ‘. it’s the first time she picks up the phone in a month, and instantly it’s regret that sinks into her stomach.
she does what she always does and tries to party it away, chases the sinking feeling with tequila, and mai tais but there comes a point where she’s looking toward the moon, wandering against the shoreline, the hem of her crocheted skirt soaked in the salty blue, while she wonders, wonders, wonders why far away isn’t far away enough.
that is until she catches a small burrow filled with eggs, a turtle’s nest, less than 100 feet away from the festivities. and instantly something fierce in her chest tells her she can’t let these little beings get trampled before they even have a chance. her inebriated state fuels the solution however, as she draws futile lines in the sand around the perimeter of the nest. and they’re so barely visible that when someone almost stumbles into one she warns,
“be careful!”
“ okay , you need to help me like right now . “ luna turned to the person next to her at the , not fully paying attention to who she was talking to . with the lights & the music & her already rather inebriated state , it was becoming slightly harder to focus. “ i ordered a bunch of these shots for the group i was with but now i’ve lost them & i’m stuck with like twelve shots of god knows what, so – drink up ! ”
she smooths her way across the path, following the music playing around with some dance moves ( that mainly include just moving her shoulders to the beat ). ‘ —— cocktails !! ‘ antonia exclaims in a not so loud tone as she grabs one of the red drinks from the bar.
‘ ra – ko – me – lo. rakomelo. that’s what you’re drinking. ‘ madalyn says as she herself takes a sip of the said drink. ‘ greeks used to use is as a medicine for sore throat. i think they still do. ‘ the brunette shrugs as she downs the drink, followed by a mild groan as a reaction to the strong taste.
the sun was setting, just about. it was warm, perhaps warmer due to the amount of pressure jesse had put on himself for tonight. he’d spent dedicated time on getting his gear from his favourite alley, dedicated time on staring at himself in his mirror while he and teddy relentless battled about whether he should go or not. interestingly enough, sometimes, it seemed like teddy wanted what was best for him. to go to the beach party.
but then, he remembered that if he did go, teddy would turn the whole night around and it wouldn’t be for the best.
walking down the boardwalk towards where he’d heard the party was, his hood was up and — oh, yeah, you read correctly. he was wearing his hoodie. and jeans. in fact, jesse almost always wore this outfit. and teddy, walking quietly next to him (for once) was wearing exactly the same.
“i can’t do it,” he muttered to himself, who in turn, looked back at jesse and gave him a knowing look.
“you can.”
shaking his head, jesse stopped walking, but felt a gentle push against his back. it wasn’t real, but to him it was; teddy’s small encouragement. continuing on, jesse’s hands clenched into tight fists inside the pockets of his hoodie as he approached the walkway towards—
oh, there it was. the confidence he’d whipped up in seconds was gone in the same amount of time when he saw the crowds of people, mingling and dancing to the music. and he stopped again.
suddenly, the heat was almost unbearable and he shakily exhaled. “i can’t do it,” he whispered, ignoring teddy’s groan as he turned his back to the crowd, hastily retreating. he couldn’t let anything go wrong again.
