eightiestech

[eightiestech]

closed  starter  for  @jennyscn​

"  just  so  you  know,  "  misty  starts,  "  this  isn't  my  first  rodeo.  i've  kissed,  like,  a  handful  of  people!  "  she's  kissed  three  people  since  high  school,  though  she  wasn't  about  to  go  telling  jenny  that.

#hawkinstm.seveninheaven #ft. jenny #tag later

[eightiestech]

   𓆙   …  wclkmans​ !

     ❝  i  didn’t  actually  think  it  was  yours  !  ❞  max  was  astonished,  but  also  amazed  at  misty.  ❝  i  mean,  i’m  totally  one  to  advocate  for  no  bras  —  hell,  i  rarely  wear  them  myself  —  but,  ❞  she  couldn’t  stop  laughing  then,  blame  it  on  the  booze  or  the  company.  ❝  i’m  going  to  remember  this  forever.  ❞  

"  you  asked!  "  misty  replies,  though  she  knows  that  there's  no  use.  she  probably  shouldn't  have  claimed  the  bra  was  hers,  but  underwear's  expensive,  okay?  she  couldn't  afford  to  lose  a  bra,  especially  at  a  reefer  rick  party.  "  it  just  got  way  too  hot  here  way  too  quickly!  and  you  know  how  freeing  going  braless  is!  "

#𓆙 … THIS IS THE THUNDERDOME ! ( thread. ) #wclkmans #ft. max

[eightiestech]

   𓆙   …   shmackin​ !

“ what’s up, dude !! ” he greeted back, looking over his shoulder at the other. argyle sort of recognized them as someone who had come to the arcade around a handful of times. not a friend, but definitely a familiar face. “ you’ve come to the right person, my dude !! do i have some or i do have some ? ” he sing songed, reaching into his shirt pocket to pull it out.

a  massive  grin  begins  to  appear  on  their  face  when  they  realize  who  exactly  they  happened  to  throw  their  arm  around.  argyle  –  that's  his  name,  right?  mike  and  max's  co-worker  at  the  palace  arcade  that  misty  kind  of  figured  wasnt  a  hundred  percent  sober  most  of  the  time  –  was  exactly  the  person  she  wanted  to  see.  "  and  you  are  an  absolute  lifesaver...  dude,  "  she  adds  the  last  word  in  just  a  dad  bit  awkwardly,  though  is  still  all  smiles  nonetheless.

#𓆙 … THIS IS THE THUNDERDOME ! ( thread. ) #ft. argyle #shmackin #drug mention tw

[eightiestech]

   𓆙   …  garethsgreat· !

to say gareth was also a few sheets to the wind, would be an understatement. he’d been waiting for the right moment to be an idiot and this was his time. walking randomly through the crowd, gareth nearly stumbled when someone wrapped themselves around him. “hey, a new friend! what’s up?” he slurred out, grinning widely. his best judgement told him to help her stand up straight, politely holding by her ribcage. “oh man, mary? mary is my good friend. she’s so cool. wait, let me look.” gareth held up a finger, digging around his pocket for his ‘friend’. “are you sure you want some? because if we share, we have to be best friends after.”

a  squeal  escapes  misty's  lips  as  the  other  person  mentioned  that  he  did,  in  fact,  have  the  marijuana.  "  yes,  mary!  my  new  best  friend  mary–  "  they  manage  to  garble  out.  a  more  sober  misty  would  probably  hide  their  face  in  embarrassment  by  the  way  they  were  excitedly  bouncing  on  the  balls  of  their  feet–  but  a  drunk  misty?  absolutely  shameless.  "  i'll  obviously  be  your  friend,  everyone  always  says  to  smoke  with  a  friend.  and  i'll  be  smoking  with  you.  ergo,  new  best  friend!  "

#𓆙 … THIS IS THE THUNDERDOME ! ( thread. ) #garethsgreat #ft. gareth #drug mention tw

[eightiestech]

    𓆙   …   stharringtcn​ !

          the second the arm came around his shoulders steve could feel himself frowning and his lip curling in slight annoyance as he looked at misty. “where can one acquire some personal space?” steve shot back in a slightly irritated voice. it was supposed to be a good night and a time to relax but it was the complete opposite so far. one fight down the hole and only time would tell what was to come. “i don’t think you even need it at this point.”

with  a  sigh,  misty  pushes  herself  off,  a  frown  already  forming  on  her  face.  "  geez,  man,  it's  a  party,  what's  gotten  you  all  pissy?  "  she  retorts,  before  rolling  her  eyes  at  the  other's  comment.  "  i'm  perfectly  fine,  okay,  sober–  any  word  you  need!  "  seriously,  what  was  this  guy's  problem?  misty  recognizes  him  vaguely  from  the  few  times  they've  stopped  at  family  video,  though  she  can't  pinpoint  a  name.  "  is  it  'cause  you  can't  find  good  enough  weed?  because,  my  guy,  that's  exactly  what  i'm  looking  for.  unless  you're,  like,  an  undercover  cop  or  whatever,  then  you  didn't  hear  me  looking  for  anything.  "

#𓆙 … THIS IS THE THUNDERDOME ! ( thread. ) #stharringtcn #ft. steve #drug mention tw

[eightiestech]

    𓆙   …   upsidedownism​ !

mike didn’t know the street slang, he was simply guessing. it had been a long time since mike had felt like the age he was supposed to be. and it had been an even longer time since he felt at the age he was meant to be with misty. at this point in both of their lives, they were meant to graduate from MIT with their degrees but that hadn’t happened yet. and never would considering they both stayed. “shut the fuck up.” he says, using their hand to back their face away lovingly with the roll of the eyes. “i would fucking hope so.” while he had the party he also always had misty, they might not have understood what mike was going through all those years, but he knew that he could always depend on her. “alright,” he says, grabbing the lighter that he had stolen from someone lighting it and then taking a long drag before handing it to the other. “inhale once and then again for as long as you can before exhaling it.”

"  i  know,  i  know,  i'm  not  thirteen,  wheeler.  "  they  say,  waving  away  the  smoke  with  their  hand,  an  eager  smile  on  misty's  face.  it  was  a  relief,  really,  to  see  mike  at  the  party,  to  see  someone  familiar,  even  if  they  didn't  show  it  as  much.  misty  had  a  habit  of  doing  that,  burying  anything  that  required  a  deeper  emotion  than  sad  or  angry  underneath  a  heedless  facade,  like  how  they  should  have  probably  processed  their  withdrawals  from  MIT  properly,  but  instead  misty  suggested  they  drink  their  worries  away,  because  why  face  your  problems  when  alcohol  was  an  option?  and  at  reefer  rick's  party,  misty  was  full  of  alcohol,  though  thankfully  just  slightly  sober  enough  to  take  a  deep  inhale  from  the  joint,  feeling  the  smoke  in  her  lungs,  before  slowly  exhaling,  only  coughing  slightly  at  that.  "  shit,  mike,  where'd  you  even  get  this?  "

#𓆙 … THIS IS THE THUNDERDOME ! ( thread. ) #ft. mike #upsidedownism #drug mention tw

[eightiestech]

    𓆙   …   wclkmans !

𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 — 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐲 / @eightiestech​​

     ❝  i  hope  you’ve  put  chapstick  on,  mist  —  i  mean,  we  both  know  your  bra  is  already  off.  ❞

"  ow,  low  blow!  "  but  she's  already  laughing,  shutting  the  door  behind  her.  "  and  my  lips  are  always  perfectly  chapped,  so  pucker  up,  mayfield.  "

#𓆙 … THIS IS THE THUNDERDOME ! ( thread. ) #wclkmans #ft. max

[eightiestech]

𓆙   …  upsidedownism !

“you are a fucking idiot.” he says this endearingly, trying to get into a position to hold them up right. “no one says the marijuana what are you a newb?” he teases before rolling his eyes. he had scored a joint and had kept it in his pocket to enjoy somewhere more quiet but it seemed that misty was goddamn intent on smoking it so who was mike to deny one of his closest friends? “i’ll share this with you, i guess.”

misty  stuck  their  tongue  out  at  mike  like  a  little  kid,  though  was  grateful  for  having  someone  to  help  hold  her  up  for  a  while–  seriously,  how  many  drinks  did  she  have  in  her  system?    "  haha  okay,  mikey-mike,  we  get  it,  you're  the  cool  guy  who  knows  street  slang,  "    she  responded,  her  voice  monotone,  though  there  was  a  complete  shift  in  their  behavior  once  mike  brought  out  the  joint.  "  and  this,  is  why  you're,  like,  in  my  top  five  friends,  wheeler!  you  got  a  light?  "

#ft. mike #upsidedownism #𓆙 … THIS IS THE THUNDERDOME ! ( thread. ) #event: reefer rick's party

[eightiestech]

    𓆙   …    wcaringthin !

location: reefer rick’s house time: after dark

”Uh, I actually have no idea what this is, I just took it to be polite. I don’t drink much…”

"  wait,  let  me  smell  that,  "  misty  was  no  expert  on  drinks,  but  they  were  too  far  gone  to  admit  that,  leaning  forward  to  take  a  sniff  off  the  top  of  the  cup.  "  i  mean,  that's  definitely  alcohol,  but  i  don't  think  you  should  go  around  accepting  drinks  from  randos.  "

#𓆙 … THIS IS THE THUNDERDOME ! ( thread. ) #ft. will #wcaringthin #event: reefer rick's party

[eightiestech]

open  to  →  anyone  at  the  party  !

a  drunk  misty  was  a  relatively  happier  misty,  or  at  least  that's  what  the  stories  say  –  misty?  they'll  just  brush  it  off  as  hearsay.    "  hi!  "    she  said  in  a  sing-song  voice,  showing  the  telltale  signs  of  tipsiness,  throwing  her  arm  around  the  other  person's  shoulder,  "  where  can  one  acquire  the–    "    a  giggle,  and  then,    "    –  the  marijuana?  "

#hawkinstm.event002 #hawkinstm.start #'tipsiness' they r so far gone.... #also do not @ them okay ... they spend most of their time playing video games and messing around w electronics

[eightiestech]

   𓆙   …   wclkmans !

𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 — 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐲 / @eightiestech​

     picking  up  a  random  bra  off  the  floor,  max  can  only  look  at  it  with  disgust.  ❝  don’t  tell  me  this  shit  is  yours  ?  ❞  

misty's  eyes  widened,  and  she  almost  spat  out  her  drink,  "  jeez,  max!  way  to  embarrass  a  fella!  "  she  said,  grabbing  the  bra  from  max's  hand  and  stuffing  it  into  the  small  bag  she  carried  around.  "  what?  i'm  not  putting  it  back  on  again.  "

#𓆙 … THIS IS THE THUNDERDOME ! ( thread. ) #wclkmans #ft. max #event: reefer rick's party

[eightiestech]

@mollyshayes​  /   location → downtown hawkins, late evening.

the sun setting just a little above the buildings of downtown hawkins was a good indicator that it was time to close up shop for the night, and misty set about to do their usual closing routine, locking up the displays and the front door. unfortunately for her, the apartment she rented on the floor above didn't connect directly to the store, which is why she was currently pulling down on the grate to finish up the last of her routine, which was easier said than done considering how she wasn't really equipped to do the task height-wise.

sensing someone approaching, she grabbed onto the bottom of the grate, slamming it down and looping the lock around it. " sorry, bud, all the stores 'round here have closed for the night. why, you need something? "

#𓆙 … THIS IS THE THUNDERDOME ! ( thread. ) #mollyshayes #ft. molly #spun a wheel and it landed on molly<33

[eightiestech]

@upsidedownism​    /   location  →  milton's  electronics.

it  was  a  slow  day  at  milton's,  as  it  usually  is,  and  misty  was  in  their  usual  position  when  the  days  dragged  on,  sitting  on  the  floor  behind  the  counter,  tinkering  around  with  the  latest  products  that  came  in  with  last  week's  shipment--  it  was  pretty  boring,  just  casio's  new  calculator  model,  but  that  didn't  deter  them  from  messing  with  it.  to  combat  the  summer  heat,  she  had  a  fan  propped  up  on  a  chair,  pointing  downwards.

the  familiar  ring  of  a  bell  echoed  across  the  room,  indicating  a  new  customer  coming  in.  "  welcome  to  milton's  electronics!  i'll  be  with  you  in  a  sec--  "  misty  called  out  as  they  hastily  stood  up,  though  paused  upon  seeing  who  just  entered,  a  smile  forming  on  their  face,  "  mike!  you  here  for  the  latest  atari age??  it's  a  dollar  and  fifty,  gotta  keep  up  with  inflation  or  whatever,  "  she  said,  gesturing  to  the  stack  of  magazines  on  the  counter.

#𓆙 … THIS IS THE THUNDERDOME ! ( thread. ) #upsidedownism #ft. mike

[eightiestech]

  𓆙   …   shmackin !

it had been an extremely slow day at the palace arcade. argyle could count on one hand how many people had actually walked in and out since they’d been open. he wasn’t due for a break for another hour and had already put all his pocket change into the frogger and ms pacman machines. sitting down behind the desk, he pulled out his yo-yo before nearling whacking himself in the head when he heard the bell chime.

“ welcome to the palace arcade, dude !! ” he greeted, waving at them ( and nearly whacking himself in the head for a second time ) setting the yo-yo down behind the counter, he smiled at the customer. “ hey, dude can i ask you something ? ” he started, looking them over with drooped lids. “ isn’t it crazy that we put frozen water into water to make our beverages colder ? like, who was the dude that thought of such a righteous trick to cooling our drinks ? ” he rambled, pausing only when the landline next to him started ringing …. bringing him out of his trance. “ anyways, can i get you some tokens, my dude ?

misty  didn't  quite  know  when  exactly  going  to  the  palace  arcade  became  second  nature  to  them,  though  if  you  had  to  force  them  to  cough  up  an  answer,  they'd  probably  say  it  was  shortly  after  they  backed  out  of  the  mit  scholarship.  still,  on  most  days,  especially  when  milton's  was  slow  and  it  was  more  budget-friendly  to  close  early  rather  than  keep  it  open  ‘til  closing  time,  she  found  herself  walking  a  few  blocks  down  to  the  arcade.

upon  entering,  misty  was  greeted  by  the  the  usual  sounds  of  the  the  arcade  games,  alongside  the  particular  smell  that  came  with  housing  its  specific  demographic.  whatever,  she's  gotten  used  to  it  at  the  point,  making  a  beeline  to  the  counter.  "  yeah,  but  it'll  eventually  water  down  your  drinks,  though  i  guess  that's  part  of  the  experience,  "  they  pointed  out,  dropping  three  dollars  onto  the  counter,  "  just  that  for  me,  i'm  just  trying  to  see  if  i  can  beat  my  high  score  on  ms.  pac -man.  "

#𓆙 … THIS IS THE THUNDERDOME ! ( thread. ) #ft. argyle #shmackin

[eightiestech]

   𓆙   …   87survives !

open  starter  ——  anyone  !!   location  ——  outside  the  mall  !!

          matilda’s  sitting  outside  the  mall.  it’s  her  lunch  break,  thirty  minutes  that  she  both  cherishes  and  dreads  every  day  —  but  she  only  dreads  it  because  the  half  hour  always  seems  to  fly  by  way  too  quickly.  during  her  first  week  at  jcpenney,  she  found  a  secluded  little  bench  under  some  trees  near  the  backside  of  the  building  that  nobody  ever  seemed  to  be  sitting  at,  and  that’s  where  she  always  eats  lunch  now.  

it’s  been  an…  interesting  day.  to  say  the  least.  she’s  been  yelled  at  by  three  customers.  her  parents  were  due  for  a  visit  that  they  just  cancelled  last  night.  and  now  the  bullshit  about  the  guy  who  went  missing  is  making  everyone  in  this  shitty  little  town  act  even  more  fucked  up  than  usual.  she's  so  lost  in  her  thoughts  and  the  duty  of  picking  the  crusts  off  of  her  ham  and  cheese  sandwich  that  she  almost  doesn’t  hear  the  footsteps  approaching.  she  glances,  but  the  sun  is  so  bright  she  has  to  squint  to  try  and  make  out  the  face.  she  offers  a  friendly  smile  and  a  small  wave.  “  um,  hi…  “  she  looks  pointedly  down  at  the  rest  of  the  bench,  which  is  covered  by  her  purse  and  lunch  bag  and  two  water  bottles.  “  sorry.  would  you  like  to  sit  ?  “

the  mall  was  possibly  misty's  least  favorite  place  in  hawkins,  which  wasn't  a  large  feat  since  they  didn't  really  like  a  lot  of  places  in  hawkins,  though  this  one  was  personal.  starcourt  was  one  of  the  bigger  reasons  why  their  step-dad's  store  almost  went  under,  with  all  its  shiny  signs  and  franchise  stores.  still,  misty  had  to  admit  that  the  mall  also  had  some  stores  which  sold  things  not  commonly  seen  around  hawkins.  claire's,  for  example,  because  for  some  reason  it  has  every  kid  under  the  age  of  ten  obsessed  with  its  products,  misty's  sister  included,  and  sissy's  birthday  was  coming  up–

which  is  how  she  finds  herself  in  the  back  area  of  the  mall,  a  claire's  bag  in  her  hand,  wandering  aimlessly.  she  was  lost,  period,  and  admitting  defeat,  began  to  make  their  way  to  the  nearest  person,  who  was  luckily  sitting  on  a  nearby  bench.  "  actually,  yeah,  my  feet  are  killing  me.  i've  been  trying  to  find  a  way  out  of  that  place  for  the  past  ten  minutes  and  when  i  actually  find  an  exit,  it's  the  wrong  one.  may  i?  "  she  asked,  gesturing  to  the  other  side  of  the  bench.

#𓆙 … THIS IS THE THUNDERDOME ! ( thread. ) #87survives

[eightiestech]

   𓆙   …   garethsgreat !

location: family video

the issue with gareth’s brain was that once he got something stuck in it, there was no getting it out until he found a way to compartmentalize it somehow. he needed an answer or a reason or at least a good theory – which was why he was now darting in between the aisles of family video. with the library still being rebuilt, this was his next best bet. 

and yeah, gareth knew he probably looked a little nuts. one of the hellfire kids muttering about sludge under his breath while he tried to find a copy of ‘the thing’. it was the picture of being a few scooby snacks short of the whole bag but who was really paying attention to gareth anyway? not that many people, that’s for sure.

he had a copy of ‘ghostbusters’ already tucked under one arm while he talked out loud to himself, almost bumping into someone as he searched. “shit, sorry.” he apologized, stepping around them. “you don’t know any good movies about ghosts, do you?”

as  much  as  misty  would  like  to  say  that  they're  independent,  the  weekly  friday  movie  nights  at  the  milton  house  was  something  she  always  looked  forward  to.  it  reminded  her  of  old  times,  curled  up  on  the  sofa  besides  her  mom,  with  no  worries  about  a  mall  fire  or  an  earthquake  or  another  kid  going  missing.  perhaps  it  was  for  that  reason  that  misty  clung  to  it  so  dearly,  especially  with  the  new  information  coming  out  about  christopher  nash's  disappearance,  and  why  she  was  browsing  the  aisles  of  family  video  trying  to  find  a  family-friendly,  yet  entertaining,  movie  to  appease  everyone  in  the  family,  including  her  kid  sister.  

they  were  in  one  of  the  aisles,  deciding  between  annie  or  the  dark  crystal,  trying  to  ignore  the  subtle  sound  of  someone  muttering  about  something,  growing  louder  and  louder.  she  turned  to  him  to  shoot  him  a  dirty  look,  but  then  he  started  talking.  ghost  movies?  "  uh,  nightmare  on  elm  street,  if  that  counts?  "  was  freddy  krueger  even  considered  a  ghost?  misty  wouldn't  know,  but  it  was  a  scary  movie  nevertheless.

#𓆙 … THIS IS THE THUNDERDOME ! ( thread. ) #garethsgreat #ft. gareth

[eightiestech]

“It would be so much easier to go through life being ice. Like, just pure and crystallized, no feeling.” 

Chase Sui Wonders as RILEY LUO

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#𓆙 … I BELIEVE I’M A GOOD PERSON ! ( visage. )