Vievecor City Starters

This is the open starter blog for Vievecor City RP

[corona-hepsburg]

sunday in the park | open starter

for: @vievecorcitystarters anyone and everyone location: vievecor city park

Corona was still getting used to the dreadful feeling of being on Earth. There was no easy way to go about it apart from simply exposing herself to it. She did not ever think she would get used to it, but being in the park made it marginally better. She knew that this park was maintained by the elves of the city and by her standards, they did a good enough job in keeping everything pristine.

She was simply strolling along the pathway, soaking in the nature when someone bumped into her. The impact did nothing to the deity as Corona remained standing and clearly unaffected, but she did the gracious thing and extended her hand out towards the other to help.

"You shouldn't be moving with such haste, my dear. It's such a lovely day today. Why not slow down and enjoy the fresh air?" Corona's divine glow was emanating off of her in waves as she smiled beatifically at the other.

[serashields]

where: the punch cage with: open || @vievecorcitystarters

a deep drag slowly burned the brightly hued rolling paper wrapped around a sloppily stuffed joint to a short, strongly scented roach. it singed the tips of seraphina's fingers with each lingering second, but they did not flinch at the mild discomfort. instead, hopping down from the counter where they'd been perched formerly and finally crushed the butt underneath their boot. sera turned with ebullient expectation to where an opponent should be waiting. "hey princess, here for sparring hours or d'you need something else?" they instinctively and methodically stretched every tense muscle of one well-defined back, arms above their head and reaching higher; then proceeded to stretch their hamstrings, left and right; and subsequently started on core just as well. "you can have a lollipop from the bowl if you win."

[enzosartori]

For: open to everyone @vievecorcitystarters

Location: The Natural History Museum

“Our first stop of the day, the Natural History Museum. Constructed in 1835, I think you’ll agree just by looking at its impressive architecture, it was well worth the ferry journey across, as promised. If you’d like to head on inside and present your tickets, one of the museum’s expert tour guides will be waiting to begin your tour.” Enzo waited for the group to filter inside the museum before following them inside. He watched them collect their tickets and group lanyards, before he wandered off.

Hoping to pass the time with something interesting until his group returned, Enzo peered into one of the cabinets, examining a set of bones inside and the small plaque on the outside of the glass that held information on what was inside. “Well that’s just a lie.” The fallen deity muttered to himself as he surveyed the gigantic set of teeth embedded into the strange looking skull, before straightening his back when someone approached, “Am I in your way?” He asked, stepping aside, “Don’t worry, I think there’s more chance I’ll bite you than he will.”

[reese-sinclair]

Reese wasn’t one for words while being herself… But when studying humans and potentially even in pursuit of a meal? Well, nothing got their attention faster than a damsel in distress.

She cried out as she went down, dressed for an evening jog in the park and all but intentionally tripping over her own feet. She clutched her knee, perfectly scrapped with the faintest sight of blood as she awaited footsteps nearing.

[jacklycaon]

for: open to everyone ( @vievecorcitystarters ) location: a donut shop in chissob hills

Jack always tried to keep busy in his down time. Sometimes it was to his own detriment. His shift was over at the police station but he had to go straight from work to the baseball fields. He had been coaching a little league team since the beginning of the year and he didn't want to be late and disappoint them. He took his coaching seriously and that was what ended him up in the donut store. After their win last week and improvements, Jack had promised a sugary treat and there was nothing better than a donut.

But as Jack was paying for his order, he began to realise that he was going to look like a walking stereotype with the five big boxes of donuts he was buying. He should have changed out of his uniform after his shift ended but it had slipped his mind until now. He hoped to make a quick escape but from over the boxes, he didn't see the person he almost bowled over.

"Sorry," he called over the boxes, looking around them to see who he almost ran into. "Look, I know what it looks like but they aren't for me. They're for my baseball team," he explained. Explaining it out loud only made him sound guiltier and his shoulders drooped in defeat. "If I give you a donut, can we avoid pointing out that I'm a walking stereotype right now?"

[deitydomiel]

where; Vievecor city library, Dymock whomst; open @vievecorcitystarters

Domiel loved his jobs, truly he did. Between planning new exhibitions and grading papers he never had to worry about an inactive mind. The more he thought, the happier he felt. By nature he had never been one for an idle mind. The 21st century was truly a marvelous time to be alive. All this information, all this knowledge, just sitting around waiting for someone to find it. And anyone could! Anyone at all! Domiel wanted to go back in time and personally thank every single person responsible for the internet. 

He sat in the middle of a small circle of books, titles stacked around him like he was some damsel in a tower. Did he have any books about damsels in towers? No, focus, that wasn’t knowledge he needed at the moment. He had come here for… Dom’s mind wandered as it often did in places like this, an eternity’s worth of focus scattered in hundreds of equally interesting directions. He had come here for… the museum? No, that had been his last visit. His classes? His thoughts skittered through the list of classes he taught, students he’d mentored, what was the year again the university did quarters didn’t it yes he had recommended they do so all those years ago which meant classes would start up again soon which meant he already knew what courses he would teach so that information was— someone far to Dom’s right and perhaps a floor up had just found exactly the right source and — that’s right, he had come here for some new materials for his summer course on the Stone Age. 

Dom beamed at a passing student who had taken one of his classes before and received a bemused smile in return. Oh, libraries were such beautiful things. What a lovely, lovely invention. 

He sorted his small tower into two piles: relevant and off-topic. “Don’t worry,” he told the shadow hovering over him and his horde, “I promise to put them all back where I found them.”

[henrycallahan]

for: @vievecorcitystarters

location: at a blood drive in a district of your choice

The blood drive had been running since morning, and although Henry's scheduled shift had technically ended half an hour earlier, there were still more people than hands. He didn't particularly mind.

He'd given up his chair to another medic a little while earlier, rolling his shoulders as he stripped off a pair of gloves and dropped them into the clinical waste bin. The donation area remained busy enough that he couldn't quite bring himself to leave, so he settled for restocking supplies, carrying boxes, and stepping in wherever another pair of hands was needed.

Returning with another tray of juice and cookies, Henry noticed someone lingering near the registration desk. "First time?" he asked. "Or are you still deciding whether to bolt?"

[sizzy-dumisani]

Lost in the Music // Open

Where: somewhere @ winefest

Who: open @vievecorcitystarters

Sizani had been moving to the beat for longer than she knew. She'd lost track of time and where she was at. The music was moving her and she got lost in the moment. Before she knew what was happening, she'd bumped into someone on the dance floor. Sizzy opened her eyes and looked up at the cage dancers on the celling and then to whoever she'd managed to dance into. "Sorry, I kind of got lost in the beat." She giggled softly and hoped the other person would be understanding.

[vixwuboos]

where: the rubicund, winefest with: open || @vievecorcitystarters

the ferris wheel loomed over the festivities, twisting in a dizzy, hypnotic pattern. why did the very idea of this contraption send a shiver down her spine? it wasn't like it could kill her again. it was just metal and mechanics. a brightly illuminated brow furrowed into dark concentration while she stared down the machine. was it foolish to even admit something so sincerely trivial and whimsical scared her? victoria pursed her lips, chewing on a thought. "oh, it's a cage." she murmured mostly to herself. "what a nightmare."

[siphodumisanifigs]

location: booths around the dancefloor somewhere for: open

The Rubicund was not a place he frequented often. Even at his age he could only recall entering the club a handful of times before. He had almost lost his bearings twice coming back from the bar with half a glass filled with some Italian vintage wine, that he was sure he could not pronounce without butchering it entirely, in his hand. Once he had found an unoccupied booth a little ways from the dancefloor, he parked himself there and sipped slowly so as not to have to move again any time soon, and watched as the dancers enjoyed their evening of revelry.

He supposed he should make more of an effort to mingle, but he mused that the night was still young and whilst he enjoyed socialising in general, he found it a little grating attempting to hold a conversation by shouting into another's ear. At least from where he sat he was far enough away from the speakers to hear his own thoughts clearly, and relax into the festivities surrounding him.

When he felt a presence slide into the booth with him, his lips twitched upwards at the corners behind his wine glass. "Were you seeking my company, or a moment to rest your feet?"

[lindleycardan]

for: @vievecorcitystarters [OPEN]

location: base of the ferris wheel

Revelry was quiet literally Lindley’s thing. In days gone by she was worshiped as a goddess on such occasion, usually right next to those of wine and debauchery so it was only fitting that she would spend her night bathed in a sultry darkness illuminated by purple lights and throngs of supernaturals and humans waiting to do something they shouldn’t or in her opinion very much should!

There was no time like the present to be wild and have fun, especially after a hard days work. Not that many found her job as an influencer that grueling but where it lacked in the physically and mental labor it still held a lot of emotional labor. Every time she did something she wondered if she should be sharing it.

The last flash of the photo booth popped off, the deity striking a cute pose before hoping out and giving space to the couple behind her who clearly were just going to leave with a bunch of makeout photos. Sigh, the youth of it all. Of course who knew how old those beings were but even someone in their two hundreds was young to Lindley. With a giddy step she made it to the ferris wheel, the ostrich feather on her dress illuminating as they glowed a vibrant blue. Settled she was happy to take the ride alone when the door opened.

“Oh? No wait... don’t be shy! Come in silly.”

[thejax-reed]

The Rubicund wasn't exactly Jaxon Reed's scene. It was loud, crawling with leeches and substances he did not care much for in his older age. And yet, there he fucking was, secluded to one of the faraway corners of the dance floor. His thinking was that he should at least check things out, see if he spotted any familiar faces and maybe..just maybe, have a drink or two.

"..or three." he scoffed, finishing that thought to himself as he stared at the puncture wounds in his inner wrist. A mistake. Not an awful one but..a mistake nonetheless. He shouldn't have let that vampire taste it, but to hell with it. Clenching and unclenching his fist, Reed soon overheard steps close by, and let out another huff. "What?"

@vievecorcitystarters

[chris-elkar]

@vievecorcitystarters

Even though he wasn't technically employed by Rosu, as a member of the clan Chris had volunteered to take one of the early shifts keeping an eye out for any non vampires who needed help. So far things had been fairly calm and all he'd had to do was shoulder check a couple people who weren't taking no for a final answer before he kept moving through the crowds on the dance floor. Otherwise, people seemed to be afraid of artemis' retaliation if someone was fed on without their consent.

He'd handed off his duties to someone else retreated to one of the balconies with his own drink, just watching the dancers and swaying gently to the music. At this distance it all turned into hypnotic waves unless he looked up and across at the acrobats. He was broken out of a half trance when someone else joined him at the railing. "Hey. Everything good?"

[daphne-blackwood]

Open ║ @vievecorcitystarters

Daphne dodged the familiar face, squeezing through the throng of withering bodies on the dace floor. The bite me collar around her neck chaffed a bit from how tight it was, but she supposed that it needed to be in order for whomever was around to read it. Despite previous experiences, it was the least that she could do for Rosu. They were the ones throwing the festival for all to enjoy. A few drops of blood were nothing in comparison.

Reaching the other side of the room, she sighed in annoyance. The line for the Ferris wheel snaked around the line for the ladies room leaving the witch with no where to hide. There were the private rooms, but she doubted very much that she'd be welcome into one of the dens of secrets. Instead she sulked towards the bar, hoping for a bit of liquid courage to face whatever the night had in store for her.

[leon-blachedone]

Leon glanced up from where he sat in the private room, several other vampires and a few familiars relaxing and minding their own business as the syndicate head noticed a new presence join them.

“Ah,” he greeted with a devilish grin, making eye contact with the individual. “And to what do I owe this pleasure? Surely you’re not intruding just to say hello.”

[matthew-alexander]

dance floor | open starter

for: anyone and everyone @vievecorcitystarters location: near any of the dance spaces on any floor of the club

There were too many people in the club. Matthew was standing just off of one of the dance spaces, a metaphorical thundercloud hovering over his head as he took in the writhing, dancing bodies. He scowled as he tried to best not to let anyone come too close.

The fallen deity had a glass of red wine in his hand as he tugged the collar of his coat up over the LED collar with the glaring words 'BITE ME'. Matthew normally revelled in these annual Roşu-led Wine Fest celebrations and the debauchery that came with it -- which was the reason he agreed to the collar in the first place -- but he was currently feeling anxious about it in his weakened state. Where he would normally have used his shadow magic to shove people out of his personal space, Matthew still could not do so and it irked him. Was he doomed to live this depowered life without magic forever?

He was lost in his thoughts and did not anticipate being bumped into rather bodily, his drink splashing past the rim of his glass and all over his expensive coat. "Hey!" Matthew's hand darted out to grab the other person's arm. "You're going to owe me a small fortune for destroying this coat!"

[liankoeman]

for: open! ( @vievecorcitystarters ) location: main floor of rubicund

Lian enjoyed a chance to dress up and see their nephews but that wasn't the reason they had come to the party tonight. It was a good look to her boss, who they knew was lurking around here somewhere but mostly, Lian wanted to practice some magic in a place where it didn't matter who got hurt or if someone went missing.

They had been working incredibly hard on some of their necromantic magic and Lian was looking forward to testing it out on some unknowing patrons at the party. If they could control the undead, maybe she could find a way to raise it as well. The witch moved through the party, able to avoid the grabby hands of a insistent vampires and found a spot on the balcony to watch the crowd below.

Her eyes drifted up to the acrobats, watching their show. It seemed like a waste, barely anyone was watching as the tricks were performed seamlessly. Lian had grown up in the circus and knew the trick to each move but it still was impressive to her. When someone joined her, she gave them a small smile, still watching the act. "It's quite the impressive show. I don't think the crowd even realise what's happening right above them," the witch commented.