03.2023 | WELCOME BACK! Hello friends old and new! I'm so excited to welcome you all back to SITW! I've made some changes to the plot and added the ability to play supernatural charcaters! So come and check it out! I can't wait to jump back into this little town with all of you!
A strange history surrounds the town, it is a place where mysterious and supernatural things have been known to happen. The reputation of the town reguarly draws in visitors and newcomers alike. While some residents avidly believe in the supernatural, others are far more skeptical. What do you believe?
Post by Casey Marshall on Jun 21, 2023 13:43:52 GMT
Casey did not belong at an event like this one bit. He didnt do fancy, or people. However, he knew that she would be there. The blonde haired goddess that he had been in love with since the first time he laid eyes on her. She of course, didnt even know he existed. His friends of course, knew nothing of this. They would roast the heck out of him for having a thing for the rich cheerleader. And if they found out he had come to this event tonight, dressed in a tux, they would probably disown him. Or tease him for the rest of his life.
He walked into the gallery with a group of people, trying to stay out of sight. Although the gallery was open to anyone, he still waited for some big bouncer to escort his trailer park butt out of there. He moved around the room looking at the different art pieces, pretending to be interested, in truth he was looking for her. Once his eyes finally found her, he sighed. Of course she was with her uncle. No way Dominic "Nico" Vanderson was going to let him anywhere near Alexis Vanderson. He would need to figure out a way to get her attention.
Post by Alexis Vanderson on Jun 21, 2023 16:35:12 GMT
Princess. Oh how she loved the praise. She beamed up at him but admittedly was a little disappointed when he dismissed her. Of course it wasn't meant to be a dismissal but though people might give her odd looks for it, she enjoyed hanging out with her uncle. His hand on her low back gave her reassurance and she watched him walk away with a small little sigh before she turned away from him and moved in the opposite direction. She looked around the room to try to spot any one she knew but besides the principal of her high school, who she had every intention of avoiding, no one in particular stood out.
Instead of moving into the corner to become a wallflower, because that had never been her style, she moved towards one of the art pieces and cocked her head to the side as she studied it. She knew nothing about art. For all she knew this could be as skilled as Da Vinci or as worthless as a kindergarten art project.
Post by Giacomo Ettore on Jun 21, 2023 16:40:20 GMT
Giacomo watched from the sidelines as long as he could but it was a gorgeous face that caught his attention. The man in question might as well have been a work of art himself. In fact, he'd make an excellent model for a portrait or for a sculpture. A modern day David in the flesh. Watching Dominic "Nico" Vanderson moving through the room in the direction of the open bar, he found he was closer than the Vanderson gentleman. Posting himself up at the bar he ordered an Old Fashioned.
When the man drew closer he turned his attention in his direction and attempted to strike up a conversation. "Looking for something stronger than champagne?" he asked with a small half smile. Was that lame? You'd think after all the years he'd lived that he'd be better at this by now.
Post by Casey Marshall on Jun 21, 2023 19:50:12 GMT
Holy crap, the goddess was at the same art piece as him. This was his chance. He had practiced what he would say to her the whole motorcycle ride over. However, as soon as her perfume had his his nose, his mind went blank. How did she do this to him. He was supposed to be the cool no emotions guy. That's when he decided that she must be a witch. At least that would give him some explanation.
Not wanting to ruin his shot, Casey stepped close to her but kept his eyes on the art. "It's really nice." He managed to get out. Which he realized sounded lame, but he had no idea what people said while looking at art. He squinted and tilted his head to the side, but no matter what he did, it still looked like a vagina. So there he was, trying to creep on his long time crush in front of a vagina. He did not see this ending well for him.
Post by Dominic "Nico" Vanderson on Jun 21, 2023 20:09:03 GMT
Nico moved through the crowd on a mission. He now knew where the open bar was and he would push a granny out of the way to get there. And this better not be a wine only kind of event. His fears however, were relinquished as he heard the other males words. It was then that he fully took in the mans appearance. He knew from Alexis that this was one of the host's of the evening. He did look a bit odd, almost angelic.
"I would love nothing more." He smiled before ordering a whiskey neat from the bartender. Once his drink was in hand, Nico turned to face the art guy. " This is a nice space you have here. Perfect location." His eyes scanned the structure of the building as his head tried to weigh the profits against the costs. He was always thinking about money.
Post by Giacomo Ettore on Jul 21, 2023 21:44:59 GMT
Giacomo drew his fingers down his long ivory locks as the man beside him, a god in the flesh, ordered a whiskey neat. A fine drink and certainly much stronger than the champagne and wine that most were drinking. His perhaps lingered too long, his gaze too scrutinizing, but the man was gorgeous and as an artist it was hard to look away.
He blinked though as the man actually addressed him and then looked out around the space, his eyes catching onto his sire ever so briefly. "Thank you, we certainly think so," he replied, his voice nearly a purr. He then held out his hand towards Dominic "Nico" Vanderson in much the same way as wealthy older ladies did in old movies, his middle finger slightly dipped in elegance. "Giacomo Ettore," he introduced himself.
Post by Alexis Vanderson on Jul 21, 2023 22:11:10 GMT
Alexis still couldn't even figure out what this thing was supposed to be but when someone beside her spoke she turned to see a guy she knew from school. She was fairly certain she knew his first name but had no idea what his last name was. He seemed to know more about this than she did though.
She sidestepped so she was closer to him, close enough that she could lean even further and whisper in his ear so no one, except for him, would realize how dumb she was. "Is it? I honestly can't tell," she whispered, her warm breath on his skin mingled with the smell of the cinnamon gum she'd been chewing before they had gone inside.
Post by Waylon Sanders on Jul 22, 2023 12:31:08 GMT
Waylon had been busy but being a founding family member had to be prioritized having never received such a fancy invitation before the sheriff was heading straight to the Aesthete Galeria & Studios (something he hoped he wouldn't have to say), he had his secretary email him some information about it because Waylon sure as shit didn't know what a gala even was.
He was a little late but who wasn't late to anything anymore. Upon his arrival Waylon removed his hat offering it to the coat taker at the door, "Make sure I get that back darlin'," he added with a wink before shuffling into the crowd. A server approached with a tray of champagne to which Waylon took one flute, "Got anything stronger ma'am," he tossed the flute back like a shot and sat the empty flute down, "Yes Sheriff Sanders, there is a small bar on the other side of the room that offers other drinking selections," Waylon smiled, "Thank you sweetheart," and Waylon headed directly to the bar.
Post by Nadine Cartier on Aug 20, 2023 21:27:50 GMT
Nadine was, as always, fashionably late. She’d considered not showing at all, but curiosity made the invitation difficult to resist. Nadine had always abided by the principle “keep your friends close, and your enemies closer,” but in the case of @annika , she was not entirely sure what she was dealing with. Annika and her pet @giacamo had been allowed to retain their independence, but she could not have any Coven members forgetting just who it was they answered to.
So, dressed with modest, timeless elegance, Nadine arrived with all the authority of a queen. Entering, her eyes fell on Annika. The woman’s appearance was as ostentatious as ever. If Nadine was the sort of woman who rolled her eyes, she might have at that moment, but instead, she tipped her head and made her way for some champagne.
The Councilwoman would wait to be approached by any who had the desire to speak to her. Until then, she’d sip her drink, scrutinizing the art with a skeptical, bemused expression.
Post by Casey Marshall on Aug 30, 2023 7:26:25 GMT
His plan to play it cool went right out the window the second her warm cinnamon breath danced across his skin. Closing his eyes for a brief moment, he took in her scent and the closeness of her body. Realizing that the goddess had stopped talking and had probably asked him a question, his eyes popped open.
What did she say? Great, he already blew it. What was something a fancy art person would say..
"The artist must be very passionate about the subject matter." Vaginas.
He did a half grin and tilted his head towards her, as he tried to imagine what her breath would feel like against his lips. Alexis Vanderson was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen and the sound of her voice made him melt like he was a piece of chocolate left out in the sun. He still couldn't believe his plan had worked and he was standing just inches away from her. "Do you like this art stuff?" He asked, keeping his voice low.
Post by Dominic "Nico" Vanderson on Aug 30, 2023 7:48:17 GMT
Nico continued to look into the crowd trying to pick out his niece in the mix. He was acutely aware that the host was eyeing him up. Once his eyes fixed on Alexis and the boy beside her, he smirked to himself. No way was Alexis going to entertain the poor kid. Nico could smell the trailer park coming off of him from across the room. But then again, they were standing rather close.
He was pulled out of his gaze by a hand being placed infront of him. His eyes narrowed as he followed the hand to the owner attached. Alexis had said the hosts were both eccentric.
Was he expected to kiss this dudes hand. What if he just got done holding his own junk in the bathroom and didnt wash his hands.
Not wanting to burn any bridges so early on, Nico regained his composure and placed his hand under Giacomo's palm. A smiled curved onto his lips as he leaned in, placing a soft kiss on the top of the man's hand. "It's truly a pleasure." he said as he slowly pulled away. "I'm Nico Vanderson." He offered in a very confident tone. He was proud of his name and who he was.
Post by Alexis Vanderson on Sept 14, 2023 17:50:53 GMT
Alexis was quickly distracted and she started to look casually around the room. She spotted her uncle Dominic "Nico" Vanderson. Did he just- kiss a man's hand? Weird. Though when she spotted who was next to him it made sense. Eccentric. She had called it. As the sheriff moved over to the bar as well she looked Waylon Sanders up and down. He might be kinda old but he somehow made it look. She looked at him for several long seconds and if he looked her way she'd toss him a little flirty smile, lingering her gaze a moment longer before she turned her attention back to Casey Marshall at his question. "Honestly? Not really. I don't get it. But I like an excuse to dress up," she said with a playful little shrug. "I'm bored," she said, making sure to whisper that bit in his ear so she wasn't overheard being too rude. "Wanna get out of here?" she asked with a mischievous smirk.
Post by Casey Marshall on Sept 14, 2023 18:09:11 GMT
Casey followed her gaze to the sheriff by the bar. His eyes narrowed for a split second. Was this jealousy that he felt. Gross. This girl was going to successfully drive him insane. Once her attention was back on him however, everything else left his mind. She wanted to leave, and she wanted him to go with her. “ Um yeah, I mean yes let’s go.” Casey looked around the room for the best escape route. No way was he letting her uncle catch them leaving together. “Do you have to let your uncle know. Or should we just sneak out the back?”
Post by Alexis Vanderson on Sept 14, 2023 18:23:30 GMT
Alexis knew perfectly well that her uncle wouldn't give a shit who she left with, or at least so she believed. They had a good relationship and he could always call if he needed to get ahold of her. Yet, Casey's suggestion that they 'sneak out the back' made her feel excited. Whether or not she needed to sneak out, it was far more fun this way.
"Yeah, let's sneak out," she said with an excited light in her eyes. She thought nothing of it when she reached down to snag his hand in hers and started to tag him deftly through the crowd. She slowed enough to pretend they were pausing at various pieces of art, giving studious nods to each piece they passed before they made it towards the back and she pulled him into the shadow of the door way.
"Let's go," she said with a whispered giggle and pushed open the back door into the spring night. Assuming he had followed her she looked back at him once they were both out and released a bright laugh. Sneaking around was so much fun. Casey Marshall
Post by Casey Marshall on Sept 14, 2023 18:47:10 GMT
Casey was more than willing to be pulled around by Alexis Vanderson. He would follow her anywhere at this point. Once they successfully made it outside he let out a breath. No crazy uncle chasing behind them. They were in the clear. He still felt like he was doing something wrong by sneaking around with a vanderson while he was just a trailer park nobody. “My bike is this way.” He offered as he slid his hand back into hers to lead her to the parking lot. if she would follow him, he would take her to his bike and offer her his helmet. “where do you want to go?”