#clsd.

located  in  art  murmur.   this  is  a  closed  starter  for  @horrorbxby​

located  in  a  new  chapter. this  is  a  closed  starter  for  @rebelsrebels​

there  was  such  a  deep  disconnect  between  ozzy  and  her  family,  one  that  she  couldn’t  quite  explain,  though  perhaps  she  might  have  been  able  to  do  a  better  job  of  it  if  she  ever  allowed  herself  to  think  about  their  dynamic  properly. ozzy  hated  thinking  about  her  family,  though  the  bigger  picture  and  the  whole  truth  was  that  ozzy  hated  thinking  at  all. her  life  felt  like  a  never  ending  cycle  of  bad  experience  after  bad  experience,  and  her  family  was  a  particularly  sensitive  issue  as  she  always  felt  abandoned  by  the  family  she  wished  she  had,  the  family  that  didn’t  exist,  the  family  that  was  happy  and  whole  and  healthy,  so  unlike  her  reality. ozzy  had  tried  for  quite  some  time  to  find  what  she  needed  from  her  family  elsewhere,  but  that  only  got  her  in  more  trouble  and  strife  than  she  could  have  ever  imagined  herself  in. she  had  only  ever  had  bad  luck  with  finding  herself,  her  place  and  her  people,  but  all  she  could  do  was  continue  to  try. if  only  trying  wasn’t  so  hard.

located  in  a  park  far  out  from  the  cbd. this  is  a  closed  starter  for  @horrorbxby​

glenda  had  been  excited  for  her  day  off,  planning  on  staying  in  the  entire  day  and  soaking  up  the  safety  that  came  with  being  inside  of  those  four  sturdy  brick  walls,  but  she  found  herself  quickly  growing  restless. it  wasn’t  like  her  to  do  nothing,  and  while  the  promise  of  safety  was  something  very  much  needed  right  now,  the  restlessness  ended  up  winning. glenda  always  had  been  a  little  manic. she  didn’t  want  to  stray  far  from  home,  but  after  deciding  quickly  that  she  definitely  didn’t  want  to  near  the  mall  when  she  wasn’t  being  paid  to  do  so,  she  found  herself  strolling  down  one  of  the  rocky  footpaths  adjacent  to  one  of  the  parks  in  town  that  was  less  kept,  less  maintained. she  chose  this  park  in  particular  to  steer  clear  of  any  larger  groups  of  people  -  bait  for  the  killers,  she  thought  -  but  her  walk  didn’t  come  without  finding  at  least  one  familiar  face.

located  outside  of  shrike  mall this  is  a  closed  starter  for  @julianhyun​

veronica’s  family  warned  her  before  she  moved  away  from  them  that  she  might  come  to  need  them  and  that  she  might  come  to  regret  her  decision,  but  no  matter  what  predicament  she  had  gotten  herself  into  she  had  been  able  to  manage  it  perfectly  fine  by  herself. through  struggles  apartment  hunting,  troubles  dealing  with  cultural  differences,  having  her  heart  broken,  living  in  a  town  filled  with  killers  on  the  loose  and  everything  in  between,  veronica  had  been  able  to  deal  just  fine  by  herself. she  felt  capable,  perfectly  independent,  strong  and  brave,  but  then  she  had  an  encounter  with  the  skeleton  and  she  felt  stripped  of  all  of  those  things.

now  veronica  desperately  wished  to  have  her  mother  by  her  side  to  care  for  her  and  to  heal  her  wounds,  her  abuela  with  her  to  reignite  the  spark  inside  of  her  that  contained  her  strength  and  her  bravery,  her  older  sister  around  to  march  down  to  the  mall  and  discuss  her  time  off  of  work  at  all  three  of  her  workplaces  and  her  father  at  the  door  watching  out  for  any  more  forces  of  evil  that  threatened  to  hurt  her. she  missed  her  family  more  than  she  could  say,  she  missed  the  comfort  they  provided  and  the  help  they  would  have  offered  immediately. veronica  felt  a  lot  like  a  scared  child  right  now,  so  vulnerable,  so  hopeless,  so  close  to  tears.

regardless  of  how  she  felt,  however,  she  was  well  aware  of  that  fact  that  she  was  a  grown  adult  who  had  to  deal  with  all  aspects  of  the  aftermath  of  the  attack. she  kept  trying  to  tell  herself  that  she  was  lucky  to  only  have  a  head  injury,  but  she  knew  luck  hadn’t  truly  been  by  her  side  and  in  the  back  of  her  mind  she  knew  she  only  kept  telling  herself  this  to  ensure  her  feet  kept  moving  as  she  made  her  way  to  the  mall  to  organise  leave  at  get  juiced,  julio’s  and  the  very  place  that  the  attack  had  happened  -  key  of  reason. it  would  have  been  easier  to  call  these  places  and  request  what  she  needed  to,  but  it  seemed  that  every  time  a  manager  picked  up  the  phone  veronica’s  mind  paralysed  her  and  rendered  her  unable  to  speak  of  what  happened  or  why  she  needed  a  break.

located in julio’s. this is a closed starter for @retrocuts​

veronica  left  her  entire  family  behind  when  moving  to  shrike  heights. she  was  glad  to  do  it  at  the  time,  but  admittedly  it  was  hard  being  away  from  all  you  had  once  known. even  when  veronica  didn’t  have  much  tying  her  to  her  hometown  -  a  fact  that  had  made  it  so  easy  for  her  to  blindly  follow  a  love  interest  to  another  country  without  hesitation  -  she  discovered  she  had  taken  certain  things  for  granted  and  left  without  realising  she  would  miss  them. certain  things  she  missed  were  means  of  comfort  and  comforting  figures  that  she  no  longer  had  available  to  her  in  this  strange,  small  town. all  was  not  lost,  however!  it  was  right  to  say  that  veronica  no  longer  had  old  means  of  comfort,  but  she  was  a  spritely  young  person  who  could  definitely  commit  herself  to  finding  what  she  needed  no  matter  where  she  went.

they  couldn’t  say  they  had  many  people  looking  out  for  them  here  in  shrike  heights  -  that  being  a  kind  of  comfort  that  they  needed  perhaps  the  most  right  now  -  but  they  were  confident  in  saying  that  fiona  was  a  person  who  both  cared  for  them  and  comforted  them. it  was  fortunate  that  the  two  worked  together,  as  that  meant  veronica  often  knew  where  to  find  fiona  at  any  time  of  need. they  didn’t  like  to  burden  her  with  every  problem,  but  they  knew  she  was  someone  they  could  trust  and  that  promise  alone  worked  wonders. it  wasn’t  always  for  explicit  comfort,  sometimes  more  just  for  conversation  or  company  -  though  those  things  were  comforting  in  their  own  ways. either  way,  fiona  was  a  good  provider  and  veronica  considered  herself  extremely  lucky  to  know  the  woman.