★ MAR (CATCH-ALL); rain come DOWN & fall ForEVER

[opheliac]

Who: jinx + YOU
Where: various
What: things that will happen regarding her during this month. some will be open & some will be private. all jinx's top-levels, maybe her charm stuff, or just whatever.
Warnings: jinx suffers from mental illness. such as the following - schizophrenia, hallucinations, PTSD, & separation anxiety. these may or may not happen in this log. BIO, PERMS, & OP-OUT: Here

TOP LEVEL DIRECTORY

➤ [ OPEN ] 💣 [TREEHOUSE]
➤ [ OPEN ] 💣 [ FLOWER SHOP]
➤ [ OPEN ] 💣 [ CHARM ]
➤ [ OPEN] 💣 [ THE CAFÉ ] ➤ EVENT
➤ [ —— ] 💣 [ —— ]

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▶ TREEHOUSE — all thru out the month (except during event timeframe)

[opheliac]

( you are making your way through the PESSIRIA FOREST for... whatever reason. it's your personal business, not mine. but after walking for 3.9 miles in the forest, you spot... a house mixed in between the trees. had it always been there, or did it spring out of nowhere? the forest is pretty big, so maybe it was because you went into an entirely different route than usual. either way, from the looks of it, there doesn't seem there's an easy way to get up there and investigate unless you can fly or do some massive parkouring through the trees.

BUT WAIT!! there seems to be something close by....some...tall wooden box? correction, it's a wooden self-made elevator. and there seems to be a robotic monkey sitting next to it as well. how strange. there's a sign the toy seems to clutching onto that reads: PAT MY HEAD, THEN GO INSIDE. if instructed, the monkey will screech, which signals two monkey toys up above. they seem to be sitting on a two-seater bike, and they are paddling away with all of their might. the elevator lifts you, and you make it to the top safe and sound. congratulations, the elevator didn't crack during the ride! time to investigate who lives in this very unusual house. )

3/3

[rebellions]

[ Ragna has no idea what compelled Jinx to text him out of the blue and tell him to go into the forest ASAP. Still, this probably means she can finally leave the town now, and that's a relief. Doesn't make him any less angry with the Council and Jerry, but that can wait a little longer.

Once he arrives somewhere in the vicinity of the area described to him, he begins to look around, wondering what the hell he's actually trying to find. It's only then that he recalls their conversation some time back, and realizes this must be the area where her tree house is ─ and lo and behold, after a little search, he finds the location in question. It's actually pretty impressive, but there again, he shouldn't be surprised; for all her quirks and questionable choices, Jinx is nothing if not talented. It does take him a moment to find a way in, however, and once he spots the monkey guarding the elevator, the man has to stop and roll his eyes. ]

You've gotta be kidding me...

[ He stares down at the thing for like a solid minute before letting out a sigh and giving in, patting its head and feeling extremely silly doing so. But after entering the wooden box (and silently praying it's not gonna end up becoming his coffin), he does make it all the way up. He walks across the balcony slowly, knocking on the wall once he reaches the entrance. ]

Anybody home?

[opheliac]

( jinx was fiddling with one of her explosives when she hears the tap by her wooden door. immediately, she springs to her feet in excitement, and the bombshell becomes furthest from her mind as it falls deadweight by the bed. the door swings open wide and ragna is greeted by a one (not two) long braided hair girl with a gigantic smile on her face. )

You found it! — Oooh, who am I kidding? I knew you would...! C'mon, c'mon, you're gonna let all the cold in.

( she side steps to make room for her partner to waltzes further in to take a gander on his own. with the door shut behind them, the teenager bounces at his side with both of her arms extended outward. )

Lemme give ya the tour of the place.

( which is rather funny to suggest, given her secondary home is literally several rooms in one area. there's hardly any room for privacy on the inside, but perhaps that's the point of this home. the fact it's positioned up in the trees, and away from civilization, it's quite obvious it's only her (and one additional person) who lives in this residence. it's an isolated spot where jinx can just be jinx without worrying of other's discomfort or complaints. )

This is the bed — ( she points. ) The sitting area, the bathtub, and kitchen. Aaaaaannd over there! ( she gestures to an extra small room across the kitchen area. ) Bathroom and shower.

( for the hell of it, her pinks glisten a haunting glow before zipping off to stand by the enormous slide window, fingers intertwine behind her back. it seems along with her being able to leave the city lines, the council restored her abilities too. putting two and two together, it's no wonder why she is in high spirits despite the black-out crisis.)

Last but not least, the balcony! In case you wanna get your sun rays on. Pretty neat, huh?

(frozen comment)

[opheliac]

( EMPTY SPACE FOR SPACING )

▶ FLOWER SHOP — all thru out the month (except during event timeframe)

[opheliac]

'A quaint flower shop that offers bouquets for special occasions, such as the Day of Devotion, but is also open all year for birthdays, apologies, and other days that may be celebrated from the Chosen's home worlds. The Chosen are also encouraged to purchase the flowers as offerings to Those Who Were There.

The Chosen are free to gather their own flowers, ask for advice, or even learn how to create their own bouquets for personalized touch and meaning.'

---

( maybe it isn't so unusual to see jinx lingering around this establishment. after all, silco is the primary owner of this shop and whatever business he has, his daughter is continuously close behind in some fashion. sometimes, one can spot her watering these said flowers or belligerently pointing towards the employees or certain spots for plants to be settled in. because why should she lift a finger when there are minions to do the donkey work for her? well, regardless, stop by anyway! come buy some flowers, talk up with jinx, or if you're an employee... let's work together!! )

(frozen comment)

[opheliac]

( EMPTY SPACE FOR SPACING )

▶ CHARM — all thru out the month

[opheliac]

don't want to do all that clicking and go to her ic inbox to chat with her via charm? you can do it here! however any NSFW looking @ u mouse, please take it to the inbox 🐵

▶ note; please specify somewhere if your character is contacting her before or during the event so i can roleplay her accordingly, thank you!

(misfire) text; aka grandpa dont kno how to work the goddamn iCharm

[bitchndiagnosis]

—'cuse me while I summon Beezelbub with the power of crystals.

oh grandpa

[opheliac]

!! oh!!! u got a magic crystal??
okok, this is between u and me
but i have one too.
but dont tell anyone! super secret.

(frozen comment)

[opheliac]

( EMPTY SPACE FOR SPACING )

▶ THE PUUURRECT CUP 🎀🍰☕ — EVENT.

[opheliac]

CLICK HERE FOR AU BACKSTORY*

01. 7am–11am pt.1 ▷ open.

( it's apparent that mornings are her favorite time of day. granted, the getting up and shooing away the grogginess always sucked, but what comes after is what makes it worthwhile being up so early. because after getting dressed and making her way to her café, there's this beautiful dim glow inside the establishment to remind her that... she made it. her dream to have her very own coffee shop ever since she was a kid finally made into a reality. there were a lot of mishaps along the way. very...horrible and unfortunate mishaps that she refuses to think about (even though the dead lingers), and it was because of them, for a moment... she felt her aspiration was way out of reach.

but when silco adopted her out of the orphanage, things turned around for her, and she worked harder than she ever did before. this was her second shot to get things right, and to live a life how she wanted -- not suggested. jinx inhales the faint aroma of mocha that seemed to have stuck on her walls from yesterday's last order, and pushes on inside to get ready. her index flicker over light switches in an organic swift motion, bringing the coffee shop more to life with each glow. and when that's done, she flips the "closed" sign at the door, to "open". time to get started!! )

---

02. 7am–11am pt.2 ▷ regulars only.

( it's normal for the café to pick up after an hour of it being open, people of aldrip swarm in to form in a line to get their cup of joe or breakfast. but despite how busy it gets, jinx always serves the customer with a smile and full of energy. sometimes... a little too much energy, but the teen enjoys being everyone's first happy-go-lucky person of the day if the rest of it grows sour. that way, they'll have something to fond over, at least. the owner spots a familiar face waltzing in, and jinx waves esthetically and shouts over the buzz of voices. )

Hey, [CHARACTER NAME], Good morning...♪! — Go on and sit wherever, I'll get your order ready.

---

03. 12pm–5pm pt.1 ▷ open.

( the breakfast rush is over, and the business starts to dull. this happens every day, but despite it, that doesn't discourage her nor slow down her adrenaline. jinx uses this time to complete any cake orders or make display bakery decor to peak future customer's interests. she's been in the back for quite some time until suddenly, she bursts through the double doors with a very disturbing cake in her hands. )

Now this is my best work yet, ha ha!!

( jinx settles it carefully behind the glass of all of her other cakes, brownies, and cookie displays -- giggling in sheer delight. the baker bounces in place, then scurries around the counter to get a better look at her creations from a customer's prospective. with her hands place on her hips, jinx sighs dreamily and says to [YOUR CHARACTER] without giving them a glance. )

Beautiful, isn't it? How can anyone hates sweets when they look like this?

---

04. 12pm–5pm pt.2 ▷ regulars only.

( jinx is cleaning a counter top when the bell chimes of someone entering the shop, and her heart sings right along with it as she perks her head up to see who it is. another familiar face just strolled in, and jinx beams gaily as her hands immediately gets to work. but despite knowing this said customer's order to the T, she can't help but to taunt: )

Lemme guess, you want a late breakfast? I bet it's an omelette!

( she winks over to her regular then snickers, resuming on with making their cup/food of the day. )

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05. break/lunch time! ▷ open.

( all the brewing and baking can get a girl exhausted, and she wishes she had infinite energy to bake and make coffee all minutes and hours in a day. but unfortunately that isn't reality and her voices love to remind her of that. with a strawberries n' crème frappuccino in hand, jinx slumps into a booth and sips the treat quietly. a crow perching right outside the window catches the corner of her eye, but when she glimpses over.... the crow is gone. huh. that's strange. she could have sworn there was a bird there. oh well, maybe she's just working too hard. )

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06. closing time. ▷ open.

( another end to a perfect day. just like yesterday and the day before that. and as she twists her key to lock up her shop, jinx wonders if tomorrow will be another good day for her. there's no reason why it shouldn't, since all of her troubles are nothing but the past. but she finds her smile faltering as she takes a step back to look upon her café in full. ... just what's with this restless feeling that weighs heavy on her every single night? she should be thrilled over how wonderful things are, and she is. although right on cue like every night, her voices hiss at the edge of her ears -- telling her that something is amiss and that this isn't her true reality.

but of course this is all real, she says to them every day, because you can't touch what isn't real, and she grabbed a ton of spoons, bowls, and cups throughout her days. 'they're just messing with me. to get me shaken up.'

...

but... it couldn't hurt to have someone walk her home. not that this place is dangerous, because aldrip is the safest place around. there's really nothing to worry about, and this is all just silly thinking. ... and yet when she drops the key in her dress pocket, the girl nips on her lip anxiously and wraps her arms firmly around her frame -- warily walking down the sidewalk with her eyes glue to her heels. )

There's nothing wrong, Jinx. Everything's fine...

07. other prompts. ▷ wildcard & notes.

▷ other prompts of the event can also go here. such as:
— your character gaining a memory involving jinx and approaching her about it or vice versa
— becoming suspicious of her taking your belongings
— your character and jinx noticing trees are missing
— feeling the dread of march 31st.

▷ this section can also be used for other SoL shenanigans. whether in her coffee shop or just around town. whatever you want to do, feel free to start your own prompt & i'll go with it!

▷ it's not too late to insert your character in her CR ROLE! view my list HERE to be part of her AU life.

▷ have any questions, comments, or concerns? feel free to contact me by PMing this journal, on discord (bunchew), or plurk (buttlet)

6

[quizpersona]

[ Nikolai can't exactly be called a regular. He'd have to come in a way that is both predictable and, well, regular for that. Just the same he can't be called a total stranger either. Not when he likes giving people pleasant little surprises (and those surprises are not uncommonly quirky little treats). Sometimes he might even chuck a playful tease the baker's way for the sheer fun of her likely chucking one right back.

...It's quickly obvious that this is definitely not the time for that. It would be a real shame if the confectionery genius behind making his roommate's sweet tooth even worse than it is walked all the way home scared for some reason.

Making up his mind to intervene he rolls down his sleeves and clears his throat into his sleeved over fist to catch her attention. Better to do that before running the risk of spooking a young girl who looks already on edge. ]

Something's wrong?

[opheliac]

( jinx stops in mid-step, and does a head turn of the sound of another person nearby. her shoulder slumps with a little bit of ease, but the smile she puts on still carries with so much uncertainty. the baker shakes her head as she tosses a few loose strands away from her eyesight. )

Pfft, "wrong"? There's nothing wrong! I mean, have you been outside today? It was gorgeous.

5; break/lunch

[laserguy]

[Who gets rights to bother Jinx during her break? Well, clearly, her best friend from the orphanage does. Scott walks with his usual confidence, although there's something in his blue eyes that seem bothered if someone looks closely enough, but it's fine. Nothing to worry about. He's the friendly boy everyone in town likes, right? Well, Scott tries to behave that way anyway.

Even though he hangs out with the girl that's known to be 'crazy' or weird.

He doesn't care what they say, because they partially grew up together for a period of their lives. Maybe some of the rougher moments of it. What sort of person would he be if he abandoned her just because some people in their peaceful town don't like her?]

Hey Jinx, got any freebies for me today?

[He brightly asks while sliding in the booth across from her with that grin.]

[opheliac]

( jinx nearly jumped out of her skin when scott helped himself to scoot in her booth, but having her best friend here is a blessing in disguise. it'll stop her mind from wandering off and heeding the warnings of her voices. 'this isn't right. you feel it, don't you? this isn't your reality. this is fake. wake up, wake up, wake up.'

the smile on her face is a tad bit forced, but mostly genuine all the same. the baker slouches further into the booth while gliding her glass drink from side to side. )

Maaaaaaayyybe. What are you in the mood for?

wildcarding!!

[entreats]

[ Of course Ange doesn't stop by the coffee shop during the day. She goes to school! She's a good girl!

(.. well, mostly good, anyway. But she's doing her best so she won't cause trouble for her big brother, at least, and that does mean dutifully attending school.)

But the moment school is over, she's making her way right over there. She's got a mission, after all, and it's got nothing to do with coffee.

No, rather than sitting down at a table after she's entered, she instead looks around to try and find a very specific person. Maybe she's lucky enough that Jinx is loitering around for a moment rather than working since she's got a break, but either way Ange will make her way right up to the other, asking without absolutely zero preamble: ]

What are your intentions with my brother?

[ Maybe she's seen Jinx around Ragna just a few times too much lately.. and got the wrong idea..

There's so much 'tiny angry chihuahua' energy going on here. ]

[opheliac]

( when ange draws near, jinx is lagging against the counter with a chocolate chip in hand. she was on her way to take a bite once the other approached, her mouth hanging open as her gaze scoots to the girl with slight bafflement. and then she shuts her lips with a smile, setting the cookie gingerly on the tabletop. ange obviously didn't stop by her shop for treats or for an energy boost to get her through the day. why would she need it when there's fire brewing in her words? but it doesn't faze jinx in the slightest as she slouches more against the table, her fingers intertwine together behind her head. )

"My intentions"...?

( she echoes, hinting a bit of tease in her tone as her smile curves devious. )

My intentions with him is whatever you're imagining in that pretty little head of yours.

( jinx really shouldn't be stirring the pot or fanning the flames, but it's simply too good of a set-up to pass up. does jinx find ragna attractive? well, any girl with eyes can tell he's a looker. but he is more of a mentor than anything. he is the reason why she bakes, and if it wasn't for him being her inspiration -- this cafe wouldn't be standing. )

03

[emet_sulk]

[ His work day starts relatively early. Not as early as those who make the coffee which keep people like him awake, but still far too early for someone such as Hades.

He slouches into the place with a yawn. There are other places he could go but coming to this particular cafe also means he can check in with Jinx before heading to the clinic. ]

The usual, please.

[ Dark and bitter like his soul. ]

[opheliac]

( as the employee scribbles down his usual order and scurries off to make it, jinx spots him from a far and slides her way over with a massive grin on her face. )

Hiya Mister!

( jinx calls him that, but she knows who he is. sometimes she nicknames him, "mister doctor man" just to be extra goofy. )

— Got a lotta patients today? A lot of brains to pick and poke?

wildcard-ish

[bulleting]

[Jinx had always had her issues with Caitlyn, and that was fine. They were destined to be mortal enemies, what with one of them being a baker and the other being a health inspector. Caitlyn took her job very seriously, so even after her and Vi started dating, she wasn't going to let little infractions slide. She had her morals, and wasn't going to let her out of work relationships affect how she did her job. They got off on the wrong foot and it never really got better.

But that was okay. She kept her distance, did her best to keep the peace, and as long as things were okay between Vi and her sister, it was fine.

Or it was fine. Until things in town started to get weird. It was always hard to explain what exactly was wrong, though. Misplacing things when she knew exactly where she left them.

But the kicker?

The strange memories that flooded her mind. Memories she knew made no sense, memories of a life she didn't live. The first was a rifle-- she knew how to shoot, of course, she was trying to get into the police academy, but it was a rifle unlike any she had seen before. The second she touched it, she was flooded with images of herself, using the rifle to stop a woman attacking Vi. Before she could even comprehend it all, the rifle was gone and the day continued.

The second maybe confused her more. A gold and green butterfly-like creation was on her desk. The face on it was unnerving in itself to look at, but the longer she stared at the strange object, the more her stomach twisted. She finally picked it up, with the intention of tossing it out of her sight, but the second her fingers touched the object, images of bright, blinding lights surrounded her. Guns drawn, pointed in her face. Explosions, everywhere. And then she saw Jinx-- she somehow knew it was her, even with how different she looked-- stalking towards her, the anger on her face once she spotted Caitlyn, the large gun in her hands before she pointed and shot at her---

Needless to say, she got far, far away from the gold mechanism. Ignored it, every time it appeared again. But she couldn't get the images out of her head. They felt so real, but that wasn't her life. The things she had been seeing never happened to her. What was going on?

Always one to find answers, Caitlyn finally decided to make her way to the source: Jinx herself. It wasn't often that she visited the bakery, out of respect for peace between them, but she needed to see her. Needed to put her mind to rest, one way or another.

So here she was, stepping into line. It was late morning, so the worst of the rush was done and gone, which was her intention. She wanted to talk to Jinx, so she needed to be able to get her away from the counter, even if just briefly.]

[opheliac]

( the one taking the customers' orders is a newbie, and for a rookie, he seems to be getting the hang of the flow quite nicely despite a slip up or two. jinx never scold him for it, though, she's aware that jotting down orders can be a hassle -- especially during a rush.

and now that things seemed to have calmed down, the baker enters in from behind the baking room to release the worker for a break. it wasn't until she settles back to the counter when she realizes the next person in line is caitlyn. the enthusiasm leaves her face instantly, with her eyes glaring daggers at the other woman. just what in the world is she doing here? it's definitely not health inspection day, that was last month. and jinx is still bitter about the rating she received then -- a fucking b? does this establishment look like it's a mid-star business? she really ought to give this woman a piece of her mind, but... that could put her café in jeopardy, and she worked way too hard to let it go like that. and besides, ragna would be disappointed. swallowing down her anger, she squints at caitlyn and asks in the flattest and unfriendliest tone she could ever mobilize: )

What'll be? — Coffee? Banana nut bread? ... Our specialty of the day is Mocha Cupcake with Espresso Buttercream Frosting.

( she pauses as she takes a subtle gander of the other woman's figure. )

... You're already shaped like a cupcake, and not in a cute way either. So I'm gonna assume that'll be a "No".

1, hope you're not tired of me yet─

[rebellions]

[ Mornings have been busy since Ragna's and Ange's parents' unfortunate passing ─ it takes effort to keep a business running, even if it's as small as his udon place. Still, every now and then he would find the time to stop by the local café ─ not to lounge around and drink coffee, mind you, but rather to check up on its owner. Jinx might be a mess, but she's got heart, and that's exactly what caused Ragna to try and help her make her little dream come true, even when so many people in Aldrip didn't believe in it and gave up on the girl. And unlike him, it seems like she hadn't had the support of her sister in those trying times, so... he figured he'd help her out. And now, look at it: her efforts had truly paid off. ]

Yo.

[ The man sticks his head into the café, ignoring the sign that still says "Closed"; he's not here as a customer either way, so he figures it can't stop him. ]

How's it going? Need any help today?

i'll never be tired!

[opheliac]

( when the soft chime of the bell sings and reaches her ears, jinx jolts in place; startled. did she have a customer already? only seconds had passed seven o'clock, and she didn't see anyone waiting by the door outside. were they hiding somewhere from her blindsight? when jinx spun around, her heart danced in pure joy. being around her mentor had always brought a smile to her face, and she gets even more excited whenever he visited her shop.

he is one of the best cooks in aldrip, and her dream was to always become just like him. sometimes, the girl pinches herself in secret to make sure these moments with him aren't fabricated. in truth, jinx doesn't need help in the shop today, but she'd be a complete lunatic to turn down any assistance from ragna. )

It's going great!!

( her voice way too cheery for it being this early in the morning. the barker irons the wrinkles of her dress uniform with her palms, then tightens the bow of her apron. )

I, uh, I mean — s-sure...! ( jinx winces at her own star-struck fumbling, before clearing her throat. ) The more, the merrier, right? That's how the sayin' goes.

4

[melnik]

[ If he spent even a few moments considering who it is he's speaking to, the kneejerk way Miller takes the bait on that greeting might have been avoided. Of course, that wouldn't be very true to form. He hasn't even sat down yet and he's already exclaiming something. ]

No! Just the coffee please.

[ Which, yes, he knows she is familiar with the specs of. Large americano, long black. He settles in to a table at the far corner of the cafe, next to the window. The testiness isn't new by any means, but admittedly, the sigh that follows does seem a little extra on edge. ]

1; arrives a million years late what is time

[chemex]

[Akira was 50/50 on whether or not he was a morning person. He could party with the best of them and spring to life at 0500 on the dot, or he could sleep in past noon, with little to no differentiation in how the day was spent.]

[But he's always there to help open the Purrfect Cup. He brings his own flair to the cafe, few words and a flick of his wrist leaving frequently cat-themed latte art, and he's waiting beside the building when Jinx rounds the corner. He hasn't been waiting long, but he stands from where he'd been leaning on the building, raising a hand to wave.]