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shadows.

Tim listened as Jon listed off the various candies they had in stock in the store. It was sort of blowing his mind. He didnt know there was really...well, this much variety. He always assumed that all candies were just knock offs of each other. He was unprepared to be met with so many choices. Where the hell was he supposed to start with all of this? How could one man be given this much power? He thought for a moment, shrugging his shoulders awkwardly before giving her an answer.

"Just, y'know, take me to the best stuff." He said, pointing off to a random spot in the store for emphasis. "Im sure theres something in here somewhere that I'll like, right?"

"Oh, I'm sure of it!" Jon said, leaning forewards on the counter with a wide smile. "Seriously, before I started working here, I wasnt even a big fan of candy. I just took the job because I needed money, but like... now I think I can truly consider myself a fanatic, y'know?

He laughed at his own joke. A very unique and stand out laugh of sorts, leaning back, throwing his head into the sky as he did. He was a funny man.

"Just try stuff until you find what you like!" He said, collecting himself. "You're allowed to sample the candies, so dont worry about that kinda thing!"

shadows.

Tim gave the place a quick once over. He had to admit, the initial entrance was a little...overwhelming, to be completely honest. With the way Sophia had been talking it up, he was sort of expecting an incredibly crazy and complex series of shelving units and overall complete craziness. And yes, the craziness was there, but it was much more than he was mentally prepared for.

He was met with something that seemed to have exploded out of a ten year old's brain and into reality. Bright colors splashed against the walls, the floors, the shelves, everywhere. IT somehow seemed to be futuristic, far too advanced for the world it was currently in, seemingly alien, almost. You couldn't tell where the shelves ended and the candy began, Everything seemed to be one with the other.

The store was sleepy that day. There were no other customers in the store, which Tim thought was a little strange. Maybe everyone was out, busy, etc. Sophia had abandoned Tim by this point. Not on purpose, of course, but in her excitment, she was unable to stop herself from rushing to the oppsite end of the store. And could he really blame her? It was pretty fucking extraordinary. He crossed his arms, breathing in sharply before exhaling loudly. He looked over towards the counter, trying his hardest to fit into the store, blend into his surroundings. The only other person in the store was the clerk, who was a tired looking teenager, leaning on the counter, head resting on his hand as he mindlessly chewed at some sort of licorice rope, scrolling through his phone as he did so. His nametag read:

Hello, my name is JON.

He looked up, made eye contact with him, and gave him a warm, genuine smile.

"Hi there." He said, his voice tired, yet welcoming. "I havent seen you or your friend here before, so I'm guessin' you're new to this place, yeah?"

Tim gave a small nod, trying, and failing, to find the proper words.

"Thats totes fine." Jon said, sliding his phone into his back pocket. "I'.ve only been workin' here for, like, two months. I'm still new, too."

Tim chuckled a little, looking down, then back up. "Um, y-yeah?" He said, trying to converse with the kid. It was uncharted territory. "I, uh, I dont really come to this art of town, really. It's so secluded, y'know? MAkes me, um, uncomfortable."

--:|Static|:-- [Fauxbot and Sunflower]

As the others milled around the front of the store, nailing boards, making weapons, Joel stuck to leaning against the old vending machine in front of the door with Valencia. They didnt know what it was, but for some reason, they felt like they were adding a lot to the weight against the door by doing it. They hadnt said anything for a while. Avery's quiet sniffling was getting to him, though, so he decided to try and rile up some small talk between the two of them.

"So... um, yeah..." He started, pulling his hat onto his head as he spoke. "What... do you think is happening? Out there?"

"Out there?" Valencia said, pausing to turn and look at the vending machine against the door. She let out a sigh her shoulders slumping down as she relaxed her body a bit. She didnt realize how much tension she had been holding in her shoulders. Weird, fucked up situations like this tended to do that to people. Now that she finally had a chance to breathe, she was going to seize every opportunity to catch a break. "Well, other than those weird, giant, purple eyed things... who knows! There could be nothing else, or there could be plenty more horrors to be found."

She paused, looking over at Joel.

"Nothing like this has ever happened in recorded history. Ever." She said, eyes locking with his for a moment. "IF we get out of this alive, I'm writing a book. Im going to make millions off of a book about this shit, and everyone will either think that this is an amazing event in history, or they'll think its Non-Fiction. Whatever happens, I'm not complaining. I'll be happy to be alive."

The Forest [supernatural RP, seeking F]

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The Forest [supernatural RP, seeking F]

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The Forest [supernatural RP, seeking F]

The woods just outside of the town of Redwood Heights have always been...a little strange. A bit ominous, even. They've been the subject of countless conversations for the residents in the housing district and downtown areas for years, decades. Tall tales sprout up here and there, but whether thy're true or not, nobody knows.

I saw something strange lurking just beyond where the trees break.
I heard a voice calling to me from the deeper areas when I was out hunting.
The children who went missing thirty years ago were last seen near those woods...

But those are just urban legends, right? They cant be true, right? Whether they are or not, only one thing is clear: those woods are strange. Even in pictures, it's clear that there's something mysterious about them, not quite right. They feel almost alive, and the two protagonists of this story are going to find out first hand just how true that statement is.

That's the basis I have for this story I am hoping to craft. It's roots are deeply set in the mystery and supernatural genres, with a bit of psychological horror coming into play. There are still a few things that would need to be fleshed out, but that is something I usually like to do with my RP partner. We are both going to have an impact on what the story will become, so I like to work with my partner when giving it its basic outline.

I would like to have someone who is fairly detailed with their writing. You don't need to be rewriting War and Peace, I understand that we all have lives and sometimes we cant sit down and write out a whole book. A paragraph or two a post would be just fine, and even then, you can write less every once in a while, we all do sometimes. Just as long as you like to write. I hope I am able to gain the interest of someone through this, because I would absolutely love to RP this story. I would love to see where it goes. You can either respond in this post or, if you like, you can PM me. I hope to hear from someone soon!

||Minor Differences|| [Narcotic Dollie & Fauxbot]

Avery sat in a state of near bewilderment as Lilith took a seemingly endless amount of photos with his camera. He didn't have the heart to tell her that the film was very expensive and that he needed to save his shots, however. She looked like she was having too much fun framing and shaping the pictures, despite the comments she made about her skills as a photographer. He only had eight photos in a pack, and she just used four of them. In one day. Avery usually only used a single picture in one day, and that's just if he was lucky enough to find something he wanted to take a picture of. But this was different. He was interacting with someone, finally, and they were enjoying his company.

Basically, she could use all of the pictures in his camera if she wanted to and he wouldnt mind.

Avery breathed in sharply as Lilith shifted her position, sitting in his lap to get a better angle on the final picture. That was... incredibly forward. He felt his cheeks turning a shade of red, and he tried his hardest to fight it off, and push it down, and just smile for the picture, leaning his head back a bit, making sure she wouldnt hit her head on his antler when she went to get up. He was noticing things about her form now that she was sitting so close to him. The shape of her body, for example. The length of her hair, the way she looked when she smiled. It made him smile.

He was looking at her when she took the photo,

And now he found himself hoping to god that she wouldn't think he looked weird or creepy for doing it.

||Minor Differences|| [Narcotic Dollie & Fauxbot]

Avery looked over at Lilith as she excitedly closed the gap between them. There was something in her hand, but he couldnt quite tell what it was until she got closer. Lilith's face, however, told him it was something to be very, very excited about. In the past few minutes her face had changed from solemn and sad to completely enthralled. A Complete 180. She held her hands out, allowing him to look down at the gift she had made him. It was a flower crown, made hastily out of the pink peonies she was sitting next to.

It was the most glorious gift Avery had ever been given.

Avery reacted in the only way one could react in this situation. He smiled like an idiot and made a noise that might not be completely human, but he didnt care. He was ecstatic. He was rarely given gifts by other people--let alone people he had met probably ten minutes prior to the initial gift giving--and to get something that fit him so perfectly made him happier than most things would ever make him. He leaned down for Lilith, trying his hardest to see what she was doing as she gingerly slid them down his antlers.

"I just figured they'd look good with your antlers." She said, fixing it to his head.

"They do! I bet they do! Oh my gosh, thank you so much, I love it so much, youre so nice." Avery said quickly, jumping in before she was able to say the next part of her thought. She giggled slightly before continuing.

"Maybe you could let me take a picture for you?"

HE froze for a second, looking away, then up, still with that smile on his face, still excited.

"Ah, um... I-I'm not much of a model... but if you, uh, really want to, then, um, here." He said, taking the camera off of his neck, handing it to her delicately. "Um, just be careful with it. Ah, where... where do you want me to stand? What should I do?"

||Minor Differences|| [Narcotic Dollie & Fauxbot]

@Narcotic Dollie

Sorry it took me so long to get a post up, I was pretty busy the past couple of days. But I'm back now!

||Minor Differences|| [Narcotic Dollie & Fauxbot]

Avery was more than a bit taken aback by the sudden entry and exit of the angry old man. On one hand, it was because he assumed that the two of them were a couple of some sort, which took a huge amount of assumption and jumping to conclusions, so much that Avery was momentarily stunned by how he had even made that connection. But there was also the obvious: being dehumanized didnt tend to make him feel good...pretty much ever. Being called disgusting--while not the first time he heard the insult thrown at him-- made him feel... well, like trash, actually. He let out a small sigh as the man spit on the floor, fiddling with the straps on his camera, eyes cast down at his feet as the man left.

He took Lilith's advice, deciding that it would be best to get it over with and get out as soon as he could. He also took note of the fact that she didnt seem to want to look at him anymore. Great. Fucking great, he made her uncomfortable with his stupid antlers and now she didnt want to look at him. Typical. Its the same story every single time he tries to do anything. No connections. He nodded silently, looking down as he walked across the store to the orchids. He flipped open the camera, listening to the high pitched twinge of the charging flash. As it readied itself, Avery let his gaze wander back over to Lilith. She was sitting near the front of the store, fiddling with one of the plants behind the counter. The sun was coming in through the window, hitting her harshly on one side, leaving the other half of her body encased in the dark shadows.

He raised the camera to his eye, took a moment to frame her in the photo properly, and snapped a picture of her, the camera whirring and spitting out the photo from the front of the device. He grabbed it and quickly stuffed it in his back pocket, flipping the camera closed and turning his back to her. He wasnt one to pass up a great photo-op, regardless of the situation. It was too perfect. He stood there for a moment, mindlessly staring down at the Orchid in front of him until he heard her voice from behind.

"You're not disgusting." She said, her voice soft, subdued. Avery didnt turn to face her. He shook his head a bit, stuffing his hands into his pockets as he spoke.

"Thanks... I know." He said, his voice matching hers. He couldn't tell if she knew that that was a lie or not. "I need to... not let people like that get to me... there are a lot of nice people, too. I just try to ignore them...stay out of their way. I'm... I was born this way, and I cant... I cant fucking get rid of it, so I just need to deal with it."