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 Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2016 3:54 pm
  ♚♚ Jean hates going outside, he really does. Everywhere he goes, he can just feel people looking at him because of how tall he is and it pisses him off. Yeah, he's taller than the average guy, but it doesn't mean he's some kinda circus animal! All he wants to do is go to the grocery store, and not get a bunch of funny looks when he goes places.
In the rush that he moved to Soleil City in, he really didn't have time to bring a lot of food with him, so there're many things that he still needed. That needed to be fixed. So here he was, at the grocery store, to pick up necessities. Y'know the basics: ice cream, chips, cereal, and plastic baggies. Don't ask questions about that last one. He was in the snack aisle picking up some chips and stuff when he remembered he needed cake mix and frosting. How could he forget! Red velvet cake is basically his marijuana. Seeing that there was a lady nearby who looked like she lived behind the grocery store, he decided to ask her. "'Scuse me miss, but do you know where the cake stuff is?" ♚ $1000 || Calm || Getting Out || Single || With a random lady ♚
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Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2016 11:16 pm
 ☤☤☤Camille Sullivan☤☤☤
Ⓞoc: "--" ♜ Ⓦealth: "$1000" ♜ Ⓕeeling: "Bored, a little hungry" ♜ Ⓦearing: "Schlub clothes: a grey sweatshirt and navy sweatpants."
While trying to deliberate on the life-altering decision of whether to go with Pringles or a candy bar, Camille heard a voice coming from behind her... Well, kind of above her at this point. It sounded like a man was asking someone a question. Well, obviously, since she didn't recognize the voice and since she was pretty sure strangers don't ask strangers about cake, she assumed that he was talking to someone else. Scanning over the immediate area though (partially in an attempt to plan out an escape route from the situation in the off chance that he was talking to her), she didn't see another soul for the length of the aisle... Well, at least not in speaking distance, anyways. Veeeeery slowly, she turned around to face the man. Geez, and she thought she was stringy. The man towered over her, and from her position, it definitely looked like he wanted to hurt her. Wordless and shaking, she slowly gestured to herself, as if to say "me?" without provoking the stranger too much.
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2016 2:20 am
 •● ℒisa ℛozario ●• "Some people are artists, Some, themselves, are art." ⟡ Mood: Fairly good. ⟡ Company: Chester ⟡ Location: Grocery store The brunette picked up one of the few porcelains on display and looked at them closely, as thoug studying the detail done on the fairly expensive ones. Too much hard work over soap dispensers and toothbrush holders for a normal individual, for her it was still amusing. Comes with an artists eye maybe? She carefully placed it back before she might clumsily drop it, walking over to the mirrors and tilted her head lightly at their placement. A great idea, she might as well do something similar with the framed photographs that she was planning on hanging. "Oh some of them are just bulky and take up too much space, hence they lie where they do.." she smiled lightly in response to his statement. Looking down at her basket to give one last check at the items she needed, she shrugged lightly with a faint smile. "Not that I can think of anything else that I'm missing. You?" she asked. ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ LR || 24 || Tall || Single || Artist
⟡ o. o. c:
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2016 5:03 am
xxxx♩ ♢ Chester Nightingale ♢ ♩xxxx
xxxxThe Fun-sized DJ / Beatboxerxxxx
”I shall make you the slave to my pounding beats...”
Residence: 1213 Pasadena Housing District ┊Occupation: Unemployed (for now)
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Lisa affirmed that she did have everything in the list and Chester simply nodded. Very well. Better pay for the stuff." With that, he approached one of the counters with the cashier working there and waited in line before paying for everything, the total being $57.50 all in all. He then departed near the exit door, waiting for her to finish her transaction.
₪± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± ₪ Location: Grocery StoreStatus: SingleMood: affirmative, patientCompany: LisaMoney: $191.70 - $57.50 = $134.20 (Wallet) ; $800.00 (Bank Account)OOC:
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Posted: Wed Sep 28, 2016 8:36 am
•● ℒisa ℛozario ●• "Some people are artists, Some, themselves, are art." ⟡ Mood: Fairly good. ⟡ Company: Chester ⟡ Location: Grocery store The brunette looked over to the male and nodded with a smile, following him over to go stand in line and wait till her turn so she could pay for the things she bought. She brought her wallet out when it was her turn, aiding the woman at the counter to check out her things one by one until it was all totalled up and she had to pay. She picked up the single bag her things piled up to before she headed over to Chester who had already finished. ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ LR || 24 || Tall || Single || Artist
⟡ o. o. c: I just realized that there isn't a place that they could go for her supplies e o e;; lol fail
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Posted: Wed Sep 28, 2016 9:56 am
xxxx♩ ♢ Chester Nightingale ♢ ♩xxxx
xxxxThe Fun-sized DJ / Beatboxerxxxx
”I shall make you the slave to my pounding beats...”
Residence: 1213 Pasadena Housing District ┊Occupation: Unemployed (for now)
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As Chester waited for Lisa to finish, his eyes glanced at two strangers who were interacting with each other. But as soon as the girl was done, he ignored the two completely so that he could accompany her. He nodded with a smile as the two left the store, allowong her to lead the way to the next destination.
- Exit -
₪± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± ₪ Location: Grocery StoreStatus: SingleMood: affirmative, patientCompany: LisaMoney: $134.20 (Wallet) ; $800.00 (Bank Account)OOC: Yikes, you are right But, oh well.They can stay in his house again or visit Lisa's house in Ombre. Your call.
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2016 5:08 pm
♚♚ Now, this is why he hates going outside. It's the people, it really is. Maybe he should just flat-out declare that he hates people then, it's not like the trees did something do him. Maybe he should start ordering groceries instead. It'd save him the trouble of having to go out for them, but then other people would be knowing what he buys, and he'd have to pay for delivery. Watching her look around to see if there was another person in the aisle he could have possibly been talking to was somewhat funny. Somewhat.
Not really.
He pinched the bridge of his nose and squeezed hard before saying, "Miss, look. It's not hard. It's not a life-altering, mind-blowing question, I'm just asking where the cake stuff is. Even though you look like you just crawled out of a sleeping bag from behind the store, I know you're smart and that you can understand me. Sorry if I sound a bit 'snippy', but I've been out on my a** all day, and I wanna get home." ♚ $1000 || Calm || Getting Out || Single || With a random lady ♚
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2016 8:21 am
•● ℒisa ℛozario ●• "Some people are artists, Some, themselves, are art." ⟡ Mood: Fairly good. ⟡ Company: Chester ⟡ Location: Grocery Store Lisa hurried up to catch up, not that he would leave her though, she just didn't want to bother him by making him wait around for her. She decided to go towards the shopping district so they could get a wider array of items than the stuff they had back in the grocery store, probably find some more items to aid her with the item she was making. ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ LR || 24 || Tall || Single || Artist
⟡ o. o. c: oh! We can go to downtown Cersie owo, maybe skip to them finding what she needed and just having an adventure around the shopping district or just still looking around?
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2016 7:22 am
xxxx → тυєsםαч, ғєвяυαяч ⑥тн ←
םαч ② σғ ⑦ υитιℓ тιмє sкιρ
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☾☼ ιи-яρ םαчs sιиcє ℓ.σ. σρєиєם: ☼☽
◦ םαч ①②① ◦
( ④ мσитнs, ① םαч )
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2016 10:27 am
 𝓐ries 𝓜cCoy ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬（ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ Aries walks into the Grocery Store and looks around as she stretches. She had just walked from her new apartment and was a bit tired but she needed the food. She gets a cart and goes up and down the aisles looking for food she would like to have in her apartment. She had hoped by coming to this town that she would find her true love. ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬（ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ╔══════════════╗
Where: Grocery Store
Wearing: A yellow sundress and black flip flops with black sunglasses on top her head
With: no one yet
Thoughts: I need food for the apartment
Status: single
Money: 150 in cash and 850 in the bank
OOC:
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2016 10:40 am
Alistar Nikkos Wandering Siren Wallet:200---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Alistar simply strolled into the grocery store. It wasn't that far from his apartment. Besides, if he could swim thousands of miles he could walk a small few. The siren gave a small hum as he picked up a grocery basket. He didn't much but he did need a few things. "Olive oil....olive oil...."Alistar spoke aloud to himself, walking down a random isle. One would think someone his age knew how to read signs and such things. But he was partly wasting time and shopping. Upon turning down another isle to look in, Alistair noticed a red headed woman doing a little shopping of her own. "Excuse me....." Alistair called in his thick island greek accent. Slowly approaching the woman. "I think I might've turned down the wrong isle and the signs are hard to read..." Alistair said in a small giggle. "Do you happen to know where the olive oil is?" The siren asked sweetly. His blond bangs slowly falling before his eyes. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Bank: 800 Outfit I'm Wearing: Jacket/Sun Hat/Pants BootsJob: Desk Clerk Mood/Health:Content/Healthy Thoughts:Let's see..Olive oil..where are you? Company: A stranger(Aries)
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2016 12:45 pm
𝓐ries 𝓜cCoy ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬（ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ Aries smiles and looks to this young man. "Oh" she said. "I'm new to this town but I can try to help" she said and walks out of the aisle and reads the signs. "hmm" she said and then points to the oils aisle. "over there" she points. She smiles to him once more and says "glad I could atleast help out" she didnt want to ask if he could read or not since it would sound rude. ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬（ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ╔══════════════╗
Where: Grocery Store
Wearing: A yellow sundress and black flip flops with black sunglasses on top her head
With: a cute young man
Thoughts: I need food for the apartment
Status: single
Money: 150 in cash and 850 in the bank
OOC:
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2016 12:57 pm
Alistar Nikkos Wandering Siren Wallet:200---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Alistar smiled sweetly as the woman turned and witnessed him. "Oh? You as well?" Alistar asked kindly as he followed her down the aisle. "I too only recently moved to this town" Alistar said smiling as he turned so he could see where he was going. Alistar turned and looked to where Aries had pointed. Alistar gave a small laugh. "I guess I should get in the habit of wearing my glasses when I'm not in water" Alistar teased himself happily. The siren bowed his head slightly, thanking Aries. "Thank you! I hope I wasn't a bother to your time" The siren said now gripping his grocery basket with two hands. Alistar went to walk to the oil containing the item he was hunting for but paused. "Oh! How rude of me" Alistar said turning back to Aries. "The names Alistar Nikkos, lovely to meet you" Alistar said was a small wave to the red headed girl. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Bank: 800 Outfit I'm Wearing: Jacket/Sun Hat/Pants BootsJob: Desk Clerk Mood/Health:Content/Healthy Thoughts:Let's see..Olive oil..where are you? Company: A stranger(Aries)
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2016 1:33 pm
𝓐ries 𝓜cCoy ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬（ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ Aries keeps her smile and bows politely.She heard the little statement about wearing glasses in water. "Water?" she asks. Then heard him introduce himself and smiles "I am Aries McCoy" she said. "of the Irish McCoys" she was proud of her family. But she knew they werent her bio family. "well their adopted daughter anyway" ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬（ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ╔══════════════╗
Where: Grocery Store
Wearing: A yellow sundress and black flip flops with black sunglasses on top her head
With: a cute young man
Thoughts: I need food for the apartment
Status: single
Money: 150 in cash and 850 in the bank
OOC:
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2016 2:52 pm
Alistar Nikkos Wandering Siren Wallet:200---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Alistar held his smile as Aries questioned his statement of water. "Yes, wouldn't any siren be at their peak when in water?" Alistar said happily. It was true. When in water, Alistar's vision was near perfect. No matter how clear or merky the water may be. Then Aries finally introduced herself. McCoy? The name did sound familiar to Alistar. The siren smiled happily with a tilt of his head. "Be it blood or adoption. Family is family. A love that is pure and true" Alistar said responding to her comment about being adopted. "Pardon me if I'm mistaken...but the McCoy's are the noble merfolk correct?" Alistar question just to test and see if his memory served him properly. Boy would he feel embarrassed if he was wrong. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Bank: 800 Outfit I'm Wearing: Jacket/Sun Hat/Pants BootsJob: Desk Clerk Mood/Health:Content/Healthy Thoughts:Let's see..Olive oil..where are you? Company: A stranger(Aries) ((Sorry for the choppiness! Replying from my phone is a pain D: ))
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