your boy next door; [It's a beautiful day and your local boy, a known apprentice of everyone's favorite family owned sandwich shop, is handing out free samples at the corner nearby. Look, it's at least a little less embarrassing than spinning a giant sign around, not to mention that he helped prepare this sandwich with ingredients only used by the freshest that Aldrip has to offer! Maybe it's your local farm or butcher shop or bakery where he got the ingredients from, but Scott basically waves at anyone nearby, his bright blue eyes shining along with his smile.]
Hey! Come and try a piece! It's really good, totally promise.
[He's not the best marketer around, but there's something a little charming around him. Maybe it's that boy next door energy.]
why's the sky not red; [It's not like this is the first time he's been to the glasses shop here, but for some reason, he's really drawn to it today.
Besides, with several sunglasses on display on a rack outside, it's pretty hard not to at least try on a pair, especially since something is compelling him to. Maybe he just wants to wear some cool shades for this beautiful day in Aldrip? Yeah, that's probably it. Kotone will probably like them too.
But hand reaching out to the sunglasses and holding them, Scott suddenly flinches and-- why is everything red and something's coming out of his eyes. The shades fall to the ground, thankfully unbroken, but the teen barely notices, eyes shut tight, afraid that if he opens them, he'll... blast the building down? How does that make any sense?
He stumbles back, hopefully not bumping into anyone in the process. He's just... afraid of opening his eyes again, not without ruby quartz covering them. Scott almost looks pained from how tightly he's shutting them.]
missing links; [He often comes by the park with some leftover bread to feed the birds and everything, but... one big problem, there's no birds around. There's no chirping, no singing at this area, and as he looks around, there's not a single feather out here. No peep, nothing. ...Not to mention, the bench that he normally sits on is gone as well.
There's definitely something going on here, huh? The weird memories, things just... fucking disappearing, there's an unfamiliar anger in him that he hasn't felt in a long time. Who the hell is messing with them--
Scott's hand clenches around the bag he's holding, before looking at the person closest to him. Maybe it's time for him to stop pretending that everything is okay.]
It's not a fucking nice day here.
network/charms; the sky's supposed to be blue, right. wait, pretend i didn't ask that.
...okay, i'm going to ask an even weirder question. maybe.
anyone had really weird memories that don't feel like your own? or. the opposite. [If you know, you know!! But great, there goes his reputation as being some wholesome kid, but Scott has to ask about this. He can't just let it go now.]
wildcard; [ooc: Wanna do something else! Hit me up! Scott's probably at the casino too having a good time before memory regains, or I'm down with meeting at the maze. Maybe some last minute gathering as the numbers count down? Feel free to plot with me as well at currykirby]
Scott Summers | XMCU
[It's a beautiful day and your local boy, a known apprentice of everyone's favorite family owned sandwich shop, is handing out free samples at the corner nearby. Look, it's at least a little less embarrassing than spinning a giant sign around, not to mention that he helped prepare this sandwich with ingredients only used by the freshest that Aldrip has to offer! Maybe it's your local farm or butcher shop or bakery where he got the ingredients from, but Scott basically waves at anyone nearby, his bright blue eyes shining along with his smile.]
Hey! Come and try a piece! It's really good, totally promise.
[He's not the best marketer around, but there's something a little charming around him. Maybe it's that boy next door energy.]
why's the sky not red;
[It's not like this is the first time he's been to the glasses shop here, but for some reason, he's really drawn to it today.
Besides, with several sunglasses on display on a rack outside, it's pretty hard not to at least try on a pair, especially since something is compelling him to. Maybe he just wants to wear some cool shades for this beautiful day in Aldrip? Yeah, that's probably it. Kotone will probably like them too.
But hand reaching out to the sunglasses and holding them, Scott suddenly flinches and-- why is everything red and something's coming out of his eyes. The shades fall to the ground, thankfully unbroken, but the teen barely notices, eyes shut tight, afraid that if he opens them, he'll... blast the building down? How does that make any sense?
He stumbles back, hopefully not bumping into anyone in the process. He's just... afraid of opening his eyes again, not without ruby quartz covering them. Scott almost looks pained from how tightly he's shutting them.]
missing links;
[He often comes by the park with some leftover bread to feed the birds and everything, but... one big problem, there's no birds around. There's no chirping, no singing at this area, and as he looks around, there's not a single feather out here. No peep, nothing. ...Not to mention, the bench that he normally sits on is gone as well.
There's definitely something going on here, huh? The weird memories, things just... fucking disappearing, there's an unfamiliar anger in him that he hasn't felt in a long time. Who the hell is messing with them--
Scott's hand clenches around the bag he's holding, before looking at the person closest to him. Maybe it's time for him to stop pretending that everything is okay.]
It's not a fucking nice day here.
network/charms;
the sky's supposed to be blue, right. wait, pretend i didn't ask that.
...okay, i'm going to ask an even weirder question. maybe.
anyone had really weird memories that don't feel like your own? or. the opposite. [If you know, you know!! But great, there goes his reputation as being some wholesome kid, but Scott has to ask about this. He can't just let it go now.]
wildcard;
[ooc: Wanna do something else! Hit me up! Scott's probably at the casino too having a good time before memory regains, or I'm down with meeting at the maze. Maybe some last minute gathering as the numbers count down? Feel free to plot with me as well at