yet another spooky jump in

(Is unsure if he can resume with Mouse and Daxter

(I'm perfectly fine with that! I think, for us at least, we're wrapping up our thing anyway.)

alright cool! 

Kurai , なんで私 , 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 , 《Kᥲιrσʂ》 , --cato phoenix

okay i think that's everybody other than amber and three since yall know what's up, and sorry in advance if yall didn't wanna be tagged, im just tagging people that have posted / seemed interested in the rp ^^;
but just letting yall know we're gonna be skipping to day two now! if there were any scenes going on that you would like to still figure out how they ended i'm totally down to discuss them and figure things out, but to keep things moving along the actual rp will now be on day two!

Norman
I’ve got kids open to throw at him

Yessss I’ll get up a starter sometime today then

Sure amber, that’d be great! :3
If anybody else wants to rp I’ve got other kids open!


Time — 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖
His first night in Echo Ridge hadn’t gone too badly. Luckily he had been able to find a place to stay for the night, and he hoped Catherine had had a safe night as well. There was a part of him that wanted to go and see if he could find her just to check in on her, make sure she was still doin alright within the confines of the town and all, but he was able to stop himself from doing as much. He didn’t want to come off as some sort of stalker when he wasn’t, and while Catherine had seemed friendly enough, what if she would rather him stay away by now? It wasn’t his place to force himself into places he didn’t belong. And besides, he wasn’t here to make friends or connections, he had to remind himself of that. He was only staying for a week at most, just long enough to rest and prepare himself for the next leg of his journey.

Outside, the sky was overcast and dreary. With it came a chilly breeze, the promise of rain later on as obvious as the clouds in the sky. Despite that the morning wasn’t all that bad, and Time would be lying if he said he preferred sunny mornings over overcast days like this. The sun was nice, and having a natural source of heat was nice as well, but Time preferred days like this. Less people were around, it was easier to get things done because of the lack of people, and there was just a sense of calmness to the atmosphere on a day like this that Time really enjoyed.

But now wasn’t the time for enjoying the day. Even though he planned on staying in Echo Ridge for a few days he wanted to plan his next move so that when he left he knew where to go. A lot of his journey had been mindless wandering just out of panic, but now he felt calmed down enough that he could start making plans and actually forming something of substance that went beyond “I need to get away”. Which, it would probably be a good idea to at least get to know where things were in the town a little bit. Knowing where the general area was for places such as stores and whatnot was important. No telling what he might need during his stay - supplies, food, clothes if something happened… The possibilities were endless. It also wouldn’t hurt to just look around and see if he could find anything out about everything that went on in Echo Ridge. The howl from last night still played in his head, and while he wasn’t necessarily afraid, he was curious. There was a certain energy to this place that had undoubtedly caught his attention, and Time couldn’t help but be curious about it all. He had only gotten so much from Catherine last night. Maybe there would be somebody else that knew more and would be willing to tell him more as well. He just hoped he didn’t end up getting himself thrown into something bigger than he was looking for. Time only had a week at most here, he couldn’t afford getting too attached to anything or anybody.

That’s fine, kat! No wi fi sucks
we could say they found a hotel or something that had rooms for them to stay at for the night if you want? o:

This little run down town full of annoying and obnoxious people would most definitely be the death of him - assuming something tragic and unfortunate didn’t unexplainably happen after one of his close calls with a local gang got to him first - which was honestly more likely if Norman was being honest here. Statically speaking, he was most likely to be murdered out of any other way to die...plus he refused to go out any other way. Dying needed to be done in such a way that left him on the buzzfeed unsolved or else it just wasn’t worth it and he would much rather pass on the whole thing.

Okay that really wasn’t the point here though, just because Norman had agreed to come out to Echo Ridge with his brothers and pursue the life of a P.I here didn’t mean he couldn’t enjoy himself.

Plus, maybe he had thought that the place was boring at first, but Norman had soon discovered that Echo Ridge was much more than meets the eye. Strange happenings at night, people dead in the morning, mysteries surrounding them, it sounded like it was something right out of a really dark and edgy Scooby Doo fanfiction set in the future after the gang splits up and reunites in a small and mysterious town for one last mystery which inevitably bonds them together even closer than they were before and they all confess about lying about their lives being perfect and decide to start up the mystery gang again just like the bunch of no good for anything else screw ups that they are.

...

Actually that sounded really cool, should he start writing Scooby Doo fanfiction? Was that super lame? Or was it just lame enough to work?...no, it was lame, but he didn’t have to tell anyone about it, so honestly Scooby Doo fanfiction was totally still on the table.

Which, speaking of tables, Norman looked up from his to get a look around the coffee shop he was sitting outside of, he hadn’t slept much last night - mostly due to the cold chills that ran rampant throughout the house...and obviously the insomnia he had had since forever but that was always a problem and therefore, didn’t need to be brought up - and the lack of sleep had him on edge...more than normal.

Something was way too off about this town for his liking, and even though he didn’t have a scrappy gang of hippies and misfits at his side, he was going to figure out what was going on here...plus no one had come to him with any cases in awhile and he was getting really bored.

(I also have more kids open if anyone wants to rp! ^^)

So far Time wasn't exactly having any luck with figuring out where things in town were and how it was all laid out. Sure, it was a small town, and it shouldn't be that hard to figure things out, but he just wasn't as focused on all of that as much as he should be. There were things here that just didn't belong, and he had heard it for himself last night. That hadn't been some regular howl, at least not from the typical dog. Of course, Time wasn't some animal expert or anything like that, but there had just been something about what he had heard last night... It lingered, stayed in his mind and made him keep thinking about it over and over again. Maybe he could find somebody who actually lived here that would know more about all of this. The way Catherine had spoke made it seem like what they had heard the night before wasn't just some one time thing, it was something that everybody had to deal with. It made him wonder though. Would the people be open to talking about this, or would they shy away from it and tell him to leave it alone?

These were the sort of thoughts running through his mind when he came upon what looked to be a small coffee shop nearby. Time stopped and turned his attention toward the place, trying to memorize where exactly it was and then deciding whether or not he needed to even spend his time there. He needed food, that much was obvious with the way his stomach was growling for his attention, but he wasn't exactly good to go in the money department - that hotel room from last night had been a lucky snag for him, the owner an old woman who had simply taken pity on him and told him that the expenses were on her so long as he didn't tear the place up, and it wasn't like he was some monster or anything that would do something like that, so he had simply gotten lucky there. Getting lucky a second time probably wasn't going to happen.

That didn't stop him from stopping and staring at the shop deep in thought. Should he chance it or should he not even try? He was having a lot go through his mind right now, sort of a conundrum for himself in the fact that he wanted something to eat, but he didn't want to inconvenience anybody or make a fool out of himself for looking like he expected a free meal. On the other end of things, what everybody else would see rather than a young man deep in thought, would be a young man squinting toward the coffee shop as if he couldn't even figure out what it was because he had forgot his reading glasses at home. Or it just looked like he was squinting angrily at the other young man sitting outside the coffee shop, either way, Time didn't outwardly appear to be lost in thought, he just looked lost in general.

Yep, ive got Niko, Kai, Ty, and BW all still open for rping! :3

(Hello hello.God why does Clash have to require so much commitment

After everything that had happened yesterday a good night’s rest had been needed. Gifti had slept without any problems on the couch, finding it extremely easy to fall asleep on even if he wasn’t in the comfort of a space he was more accustomed to. If anything he had gotten a bit too comfortable and now the shape-shifter was having a hard time pulling himself off the couch to get himself started for the day. He let out a faint grumble of annoyance as he parted his eyes open, squinting them against the watery light of morning. He very well would have lay there for longer if not for the promising smell of food on the air. If not for that the shifter would have stayed curled up on the couch for even longer, but the smell of food was a stronger incentive than the need to get ready for the day. 

Pulling himself off the couch, Gifti gave a quick stretch before he left the guest room, following the sweet scent of what he presumed to be waffles in the air. A purr rose in the back of his throat. It had been a while since he had actually had a waffle, and getting in a good meal would do him well for everything he had in store for the day.  

Making his way into the kitchen he looked around for Robin. ”Robin?” He called out when he noticed she wasn’t inside the room. Before even getting an answer he slipped over to where the rest of the waffles lay and took one, immediately taking a bite without helping himself to a plate or syrup let alone even making sure that it really was for him. Oh well, no matter what it was his waffle now and nobody could take it away from him.