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?
Not often did Eowyn get "surprised" about human things, the Sweet Shoppe was really a complex hub of life. She was the cake brewing bruja queen of simple little Sweetwater. Some teenage bros had walked in and got in line talking loudly as Eowyn took orders and cashed people out during the late evening rush they were discussing how the Superbowl had been around longer than there had been US President's.
It caused several heads to turn in their direction, Eowyn's being one, and those bros were all the oblivious to what they thought factual or perhaps even deep?
Eowyn wondered which one thought a superbowl happened during the Civil War. The other girl working avoided eye contact with Eowyn because they'd burst out laughing -
And then it was like ocean waves on a beach or being caught in the undertow of the current, dragging you out to the sea. The wind outside would kick up catching the door for Halah ‘Hal’ Ramzi as she walked in, Eowyn greeted her without looking or stopping, "Hi Hal!" and as soon as the woman stepped inside the wind died...instantly. odd perhaps if anyone paid attention. Of course it was Eowyn and she had held the door open for Hal
Post by Halah ‘Hal’ Ramzi on Jul 12, 2024 2:04:49 GMT
There were few personal pleasures Halah sought out that she’d prefer not handling herself, one of which involved a decent bit of surface space to be positioned on, and the other was the positively divine cupcakes at the Sweet Shoppe in town. Of course, she was in route to get some of the latter. The first item wasn’t quite a pressing need at the moment.
A dark purple wrap dress, a lilac dainty bag, her dark hair curled and a pair of strappy matching heels. Hal’s determination to wear heels even when other shoes would do would always be one of those things that drew attention to the librarian. She liked that most people thought of her as dark and mysterious, and just a touch inappropriate. And still, miraculously kept her employment at the library.
As if her boss could actually fire her, she’d had him in her back pocket within her first week in town. And after three years, the man didn’t make a scheduling change without checking with her. She did so enjoy her ‘playthings’. The click of her heels on the sidewalk as she approached the door began to slow as she would have paused to get the door, only; the wind seemed to get it for her. She smirked lightly and stepped inside, looking up at Eowyn’s familiar voice. “Well hello Eowyn,” She stepped up to look at the items in the case with a smile. “Do you happen to have any of your carrot cake cupcakes today?”
Hal had only lived in Sweetwater for a few years but Eowyn had taken right up with her, she had been something new of the supernatural world that Eowyn had met. Werewolves were warm and fuzzy feelings mixed with some kind of hidden anger or discontent and Vampires were cold and dark feelings of ice in the winter only just like the wolves underneath the hopelessness was a feeling of strength and love.
Hal felt like floating in the water, peaceful. Exactly what she figured being a Siren meant, actually more so assumed. Who would have ever thought a witch and siren would be really good friends? Eowyn did.
"Do I have my best seller? Did they get sold out? Yes, to both," Eowyn however turned away from what she was doing excusing her from her customer, "Did I also save two for you? yisss," as she turned back with the clear container marked 'Hal' with her pretty signature and a cute little heart but the contained dragged across a knife knocking the knife off the counter where it fell just inches from Eowyn's foot sticking just perfectly into the vinyl floor, "Whoops," Eowyn kind of giggled in embarrassment. Typical Eowyn moment, she wondered if she met someone who could feel her vibes what they might find?! Hal of course knew what Eowyn was and what she could do and she felt that connected them, their uniqueness.
She slipped her friend the cupcakes over the display case as she picked up the knife and dropped it safely on a cart of dishes. Returning her attention back to Hal, "Working today?"
Post by Halah ‘Hal’ Ramzi on Jul 19, 2024 8:56:18 GMT
Hal's eyes lit up as she saw the container with her name on it, complete with Eowyn's pretty signature and a cute little heart. She couldn't help but laugh softly at Eowyn's little mishap with the knife.
"Nope, I'm off today," Hal said, her voice cheerful. "I was actually hoping we could hang out for a bit. Maybe take a walk by the lake? It's such a beautiful day, and I could use some of your company."
She accepted the cupcakes with a grateful smile, feeling the warmth of their unique bond. "Thanks for saving these for me, by the way. You're the best, Eowyn."
Eowyn looked back at her hired help the young woman nodded it was fine, to which Eowyn turned back to Hal, "Then it's my company you shall have love," Eowyn began to remove her apron, "And anything for you Hal," Eowyn winked. She moved to go behind the counter to grab her little black wallet and phone.
Offering her arm to link with Hal's the two women exited the Sweet Shoppe.
"Did you go the Apple Blossom bash? I think I was saved by the cutest firefighter ever," this would perhaps be the biggest gossip coming from Ewoyn that Hal had experienced, Eowyn didn't think herself to be pretty or ever paired to be married.
Post by Halah ‘Hal’ Ramzi on Aug 6, 2024 17:50:59 GMT
Hal’s typically more serious look gave way to a delighted smile at Eowyn’s agreement to keep her company. While she didn’t have many ‘genuine’ friends, Eowyn knew what she was and didn’t seem to take issue with her less than caring treatment of her ‘playthings’. Though in fairness; she tried not to go into all the details at times.
Like her experience with her neighbor. She didn’t have anyone else she felt comfortable talking about these experiences with, since most people wouldn’t understand, or she’d have to use her siren song to convince them not to find the tale horrific. So, her more intense experiences were usually kept to herself. Like with Ferris. Mostly because she wasn’t quite sure how Eowyn would feel knowing her friend had quite literally sexually assaulted the man.
Hal offered a winning smile as she took her friend’s arm and offered a grin. “I didn’t quite feel up to attending the festival, but do give me all the details my dear! You know, one of my neighbor’s is a fire fighter.” She said with an amused nod. Even though part of her knew what she’d done wasn’t ‘right’, Hal bore no guilt on the matter. For anything honestly. It was as if she’d had that part of her removed.