∘₊✧── SHRIKE HEIGHTS EVENT; SHRIKE TOWN FUNDRAISER. 

the governing body of shrike heights has decided to hold a fundraising event in the town center !

 a variety of local shrike artists have put forth some of their works to be viewed and purchased to raise money for the town ! set up in the town square will be numerous stalls and tents in which artists can display their works. you’ll find that some of these pieces are actually quite affordable for the every day shrike resident ! around sundown, mayor sweeney will make an appearance in order to make a speech and reveal the artworks donated by distinguished shrike residents that are to be auctioned. if you can’t afford to buy some art from our local artists, the town center stores have set up donation boxes that you can deposit any amount into ! shrike heights thanks you for your generosity !

time: 3PM ONWARDS. date: 06/01/1988. location: SHRIKE HEIGHTS TOWN CENTER.

ooc info – this event runs for one night only in the town center. local shrike heights artists are encouraged to rent booths where they can present and sell their work. a percentage of profits will be going back into the town fundraiser, along with the fee for the booth rental. The entire town is encouraged to attend – the event is free and donations are not mandatory. please note that there will be a plot drop in relation to this event. please feel free to ask us any questions about the event if you have them !

YOU’RE INVITED TO…

            HALLOWEEN + BISEANCA'S BIRTHDAY

HOSTED BY:   CRAIG, ADAM, & FIONA . THEME: COSTUME PARTY . DURATION OOC:   TBA DURATION IC:   MON 30TH OCT, 10PM - 31ST OCT, AM .

               MONDAY, OCTOBER 30TH (IN GAME)

𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑱𝑼𝑺𝑻 𝑹𝑬𝑪𝑬𝑰𝑽𝑬𝑫 𝑨 𝑴𝑨𝑺𝑺 𝑻𝑬𝑿𝑻 𝑭𝑹𝑶𝑴 𝑪𝑹𝑨𝑰𝑮 𝑴𝑨𝑵𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 about the hybrid halloween + birthday party that he & adam are throwing for their besties sean & bianca. if that wasn't intriguing enough, fiona coyne's name is attached to the invitation too, and with her reputation for throwing the most wild, lavish halloween parties every year, it seals the deal that this is a can't-miss event. the mysterious address on the invite will bring you to a huge, abandoned four-story house that's been transformed and fully decked out in festive haunted mansion style, with each floor offering a different experience. from a dancefloor fit for a ghostly rave set up in the living room, to the dining room where you'll find a buffet-style taco bar catered from lola's, plus a practical banquet table covered in a hoard of liquor and candy dishes full of party favors. daring to explore the third and fourth floors of the house means you'll discover they've been totally converted into a walk-through haunted maze experience, with creepy surprises and hideaways around every corner. 🎃 and if all that's not enough to thrill, chill & fulfill, step out into the backyard to see just how all-out these three have truly gone. you'll find a giant bounce house and slide, a tarot booth, games of giant beer pong, horror movies being projected on a screen at the bottom of the empty swimming pool, and an elaborate spooky photo booth set up inside the old pool shed. snoop around enough and you might even come across the giant pile of fireworks hiding under a tarp, a sign that the party's probably going to end with a bang. hope it's all treats, no tricks, and nobody calls the cops... either way, it's gonna be a nightmare to remember ! this is an open-invite halloween party, but make sure you show the guests of honor, sean and bianca some birthday love, and of course come dressed in your best costume !

THIS EVENT IS SUITABLE FOR BOTH 1-1 THREADS AS WELL AS ONE LIVE, CHATZY-STYLE THREAD FOR ALL MUSES TO PARTICIPATE IN. FEEL FREE TO START EVENT-RELATED INTERACTIONS AS OF: TBA.

UPON THE END OF THE EVENT, ANY CURRENT CLOSED THREADS & THE GROUP DISCORD INTERACTION CAN BE CONTINUED TO THEIR NATURAL CONCLUSION.

feel free post outfits for the event as soon as we kick off, and to keep posting event plotting / starter calls all the way through to the end, have fun ! 

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“What I need is to save my friends"

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closed for: @jordanmitchell

The second Bo had moved away from Jordan, Silas stepped into the space with a face like thunder that even a mask covering half of it couldn't conceal.

"Finished chatting?"

Despite his best efforts -- none at all -- he can't help how it sounds like an accusation the moment it leaves his lips.

closed starter for @quentinxlevitt location: Gas 'n' Go

"Alright, little man. I got some Doritos and gummy worms for you. Go nuts." Bridget said with a smile as she gave her nephew the treats and leaned against the wall by her brother. It was some coincidence they were both there riding this thing out, but she was happy to have someone she could find comfort in at the gas station. "You want anything? I have some cash left I can get you something."

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starter for: @cherryxkoch // location: town square // walking towards the bash

The last month had been a busy one for Daniel since the Carnival to flying to LA almost right after for much needed contract signings and visiting family. It was overwhelming, but he was happy to be home. Unfortunately, time away only allowed him to avoid what he shouldn't have. Now, he didn't know what to do, but the end of summer bash could only help in figuring out what to do although it might be too late to do anything.

He had been turning onto the sidewalk headed towards town square when what he was avoiding managed to appear in her best. With how she was dressed, he was sure she wasn't going to the bash but the opposite—the rave. It just so happened that he was walking straight to her and she was walking towards him. He couldn't avoid her now. "Heading to the rave?" He asked, stopping once the two were crossed paths.

Okay but a Bond who gets to retire with someone he loves, whether that's Madeleine or Q, and has to slowly come to terms with living.

Bond suddenly having horrible nightmares and panic attacks which make no sense to him until his partner gently explains that sometimes you don't experience the after effects of trauma until you are in a place safe enough for your mind/body to come apart.

Well, that and--although this goes unsaid--Bond's unnamed but crippling sense that what he has is too good to be true, that it cannot last bc thats what happened every time before. Learning slowly to counteract that voice in his head.

Bond asking his partner one night whether it's alright if they don't keep any hard liquor in the house bc he never cared much about the warnings re his drinking before bc he never thought he'd retire and if it doesn't interfere with his job (which it never did) why bother?

But he has a decade on either Q or Madeleine and he isn't ready to quit drinking yet (maybe never will be) but he...for the first time wants to be there and reasonably healthy when he is 70.

And like Bond learning to be a bit of a burden.

He thinks it's ridiculous that he is even asking about the liquor; he would have certainly shoved any partner who made a similar demand on him out the door in a heartbeat and is floored to be met with an unequivocal yes, of course.

He is just so used to being self sufficient and strong you see. What does he even bring to the table if he isn't suave and competent and charming? How many nights in a row can you wake someone up screaming in your sleep before they decide you should move to another bed (or perhaps another house altogether)?

And slowly, and at turns quite painfully--there would definitely be fights--learning that it doesn’t work like that.

God his partner sitting him down when he lashes out bc he is frustrated re the mental health situation and asking him, not very kindly, so you'd leave me if I had been kidnapped and was having nightmares after? And when Bond says it's not the same, insisting, why? Do you think I'm weak? Is it bc im a woman? Just going at it until he sees he is being uncharitable to Q/Madeleine. Mmmm

WHERE: Bountiful Harvest Vineyard & Winery WITH: @sawyerdecker

While she wasn’t at her worst, Reina Santiago was pretty damn far from her best too as she made her way to the table she was sharing with Sawyer, two drink flights from the Scarlet Lounge in hand. Truth be told, she hadn’t even wanted to show her face at the town’s fourth of July celebration– after her nice little near death experience a little while back, she wasn’t feeling very festive. But here she was, more so in an effort to keep concerns for her wellbeing at bay; the last thing she fucking needed was anyone coddling her.  It was fair to say she’d already been nursing a nice buzz before she’d even shown up, and now that she was here, she saw no point in stopping, hence the row of drinks she’d gotten for both of them. “Got these,” she started, setting Sawyer’s flight down in front of her, followed by her own, “But… how are you feeling about that shot challenge over at Aria’s booth?” She asked, waggling her brows and giving her a conspiratorial look, “Think we can still knock ‘em back like we used to? Or have we evolved from that?”

location: Royal Cove Ampitheater open to: @dilara-kr​

after that night of mariana getting drunk and ending up at dilaras place, she felt embarrassed. too embarrassed and ashamed to face her after that. how she acted that night wasn't how she usually was. most of the time, she would only have one or two drinks and that was it.  with a bottle of water in hand that she had brought, she stopped in her tracks when she saw her best friend there.  taking a deep breath, she moved her way to through the crowd until she reached her. "having fun?"

location: Royal Cove Ampitheater open to: @efesahins​

as if seeing efe once already wasn't enough, running iinto him again was definitely something. standing at the bar, she ordered herself a drink. a rum and coke to start off with. "didn't think i'd see you here." she spoke as she looked over at him. after their last run in, she had thought it would be the only time. but this was a small town after all. running into people was bound to happen. especially at events like this.

location: Royal Cove Ampitheater open to: @jieunfms​

"don't even say it." she spoke as she walked up to her cousin. she knew what she was going to say about the outfit hana picked out. even though she did her best to pick out one that her cousin would approve of.  the last thing she needed was to dress in clothes that jieun hated. at least she did try today though. "i did my best to pick out something that you would like."

for: @mackmontgomery

where: mack's apartment, post rave

"I'm up." She greets when he answers the door, as if her presence there didn't, inherently, make that a given.

She'd been home for the better part of an hour, but hadn't managed to change out of her outfit for the night, immediately falling into a heap atop her bed and crying what remained of her makeup off. So, it's a flash of neon yellow and stubborn glitter that brushes past into his apartment without true invitation...unless you counted the singular ? that'd sent her banging on his door to begin with.

And to think that she'd nearly forgotten about the text that'd set all of this off.

"Am I too late?" She peeks behind the couch curiously, as if expecting someone to be hiding behind it, jump out at her. "I have just been dying to know who's runner up if I don't answer. Do you just have, like, a list of my friends that you make your way through? Cricket's not available, who's next--oh, maybe Chloe, I haven't fucked one of her roommates yet, that'll be a fun one!" Her laugh is unhumorous, heavy with unshed tears she refused to let fall in front of him. "So fucking funny, Mack! You sure got me! Because here I am, still somehow on beck and fucking call for you--I'm up!" Though this time, she swore, it was because of him, not for him. "Since you wanted to know so bad."

On June 27, 1973, Roger Moore took over as James Bond from Sean Connery in Live and Let Die. It is said that Connery turned down what would be 32 million dollars by 2019 standards (5.5 million). Roger Moore was already well known for his portrayal of another iconic British character The Saint. Changes were made to distinguish him from the Connery era including not ordering the famous vodka martini shaken not stirred ( just as a note, Bond drank a wide variety of alcohol in the books and despised tea), doesn't wear a hat in the gun barrel scene, and has a rock song for the opening. Some other things that are unique to this movie include the absence of Q/Major Boothroyd for the first time in an EON Bond film (Desmond Llewellyn was unavailable), the only time Felix Leiter appeared during the Moore era, having a Supernatural subtext, and the first time Bond had relations with a woman of color (something cut from releases from countries like South Africa). Moore was 45 when this movie was made, Sean Connery 32 in Dr No and George Lazenby was 29 when he made On Her Majesty's Secret Service. ("Live and Let Die" flm, event)

HOW MANY OPPORTUNITIES DID HE HAVE? after his eye had healed, when the bitterness became an aftertaste more than anything else. there was the time he threw himself onto his own sword at yura's mansion. and chasing rufus barma, as pandora was under attack. their imprisonment— his imprisonment. though, he had already somewhat clung to life at that point. how had he put it, when the little girl watched him choke up another breath of blood, held up by chains wrapped around each hand?

no way. i can't die. not yet.

   a life spent on borrowed time, knowing the inevitable outcome. xerxes break should be forgotten. it's what he wished for, for a long time, that his passing wouldn't touch those around him, that the wall he built would be high enough to spare them the pain. why feel sad about the death of a man who's killed so many?

   he died, and now he's here. and people from his world have returned, and people he's grown close to in this one have forgotten— and break doesn't know what to do, anymore. talking to yuri, he'd said it outloud. with his purpose gone, what comes next? what will give him a reason to cling, now? what happens when the time borrowed has run out, and he's still alive?

   ismael returned zhilan's memories, he knows that. they should all hate him, and yet, his biggest struggle seems to be that people simply won't do him that small of a favour. to toss him aside, to despise him, no matter how cruel he is. he bites his cheek and relishes in the familiar taste of blood, warm when the rest of him is so cold, aching and broken.

   the ringing of the phone is inevitable, but break doesn't pay it any mind. he hears the familiar melody sitting by the window, cane in hand's reach, miserable form sprawled out on the ground. at the very least, the noise of it touches him enough to move, slow and hesitant, as if the shadows were clinging to the lapels of his coat, begging him to stay down. he heaves himself up holding onto the cupboard that holds lady shelly's memorial, bends to pick up his cane, leaves the phone where it's sitting on his desk, still ringing.

   he could leave. where would he go? gilbert would be capable of finding him, if not by himself, with the help of his chain. he could ... he could be cruel, again. hurl another few insults at zhilan before he makes it through the doorway. or he could stop. entirely.

   what if he stopped?

not yet.

   there's a key, turning in the door, just as break rounds the corner to retreat into the kitchen. for a second, he thinks it might be aurelius, until he stops in his step to feel the presence out, and realizes it's somebody entirely else— the influx of emotions has mad hatter nervous, the chain speaking at the same time as a small burst of power extends from break at the same time that zhilan finally stands in the open doorway.

usel̷e̴s̷s̵, it starts, and then d̷a̵n̵g̸E̴R̶O̵U̷S̴, and then their mind becomes a mess between demands to flee and demands to fight, voices fighting amongst each other, all while break is staring blankly in the direction of the entry. the grip around his cane has become so tight that his hand trembles with it. the shadows are gone the second they appeared, reaching forward without any reach at all, ending wrapped around break's legs and shoulders before they dissipate.

   when he opens his mouth to speak, his mouth is too dry for any words to form. when he swallows, it tastes familiar. like iron.

   ' ... what are you doing here? ' voice staggering with uncertainty and vitriol at the same time, though there's no rage supporting it. only tired exhaustion, evident in his posture, no longer hidden away.

   ' i thought i was clear the last time around. '

@archaictold / pls god i want to heal so bad