EVERYBODY! EVERYBODY!

[lucetimods]

Who: Everybody! Everybody!
What: It's a beach! There's fruit! Love in the air! Classy private rooms in the mountains!
When: From sunrise to midnight! (AND IT'S TODAY! FEBRUARY 18th!)
Where: Out on the beach, centered around the teleporter/tunnel exit area. But it feels like July out there! Ain't that just the shit?
Summary: Summary? Why does this need a summary. I said everything up there. And then I'm gonna say even more after this. Why do we need this field? Seriously, anyone? Anyone? Bueller?
Rating: KEEP IT CLEAN, KIDS. Take your dirty smut to an appointments post!

Long Ago In A Distant Land, Akai, the fully functional fonbot, unleashed a fairly standard mod post. But a foolish player kept asking questions and come on, do you really need to know that much? Now everyone wants to play out their ships and get into fruit shenanigans and undo to evil that is AKAI.

((No, but seriously guys, look at the mod post, you know what to do. Everything you need is there. Mass log post, remember to tag your characters name here, and do your thing.))

OH YEAH! So like, assume there is stands (or you know, beach-appropriate huts) here and there that are stocked up on bathing suits (and curtains you can change behind), stands with beverages, and snacks. Nobody's really operating them, new stuff just gets Shifted there (BUT ONLY IF YOU'RE NOT WATCHING). The Malnosso are the most considerate bro-ginization ever.

Comments

It is an evil little thing >>

[concasse]

Analyzing it for what? Poison? [Since in that case, Sanji can sorta understand. Enticing or not, this is still a "gift" from the Malnosso, and the chef remembers some of the unfortunate consequences.

But still. B| Food in the sand. Displeasure is eminent.]

All it wants is my suffering!

[semper_cogitans]

That, b-but... also the structure. The... phylum it is l-likely to belong to... wh-whether it has any visible m-modification...

... [Awkwardly:] The fruits had, er... odd c-catalysts last year, and I... am u-uncertain as to how they were produced... if th-these are similar, I... I m-mean to find whether there is some concrete m-method...

[The way Sanji is looking almost makes him feel bad that he went to do this at all.]

[concasse]

[There are many things Sanji could say to that, but instead, he holds his tongue silent - or at least, keeps the sharp side of his temper in check]

Alright, I get it. You're a scientist, right. [His eyes close, but then one pops open to angle a level stare.] You gonna eat it when you're done?

[semper_cogitans]

...

[This thought admittedly had occurred to him.]

If I c-can... determine that it is... h-harmless, then... then I may do so...

... At least, I will... e-ensure it does not go to waste...

[A little hopefully:] ... I... intend to s-see if I can... grow more of these f-fruit... by, er, s-sequestering the seeds...

[concasse]

That so? ... That's not a bad idea. [He's fairly certain these fruits will end up disappearing soon, as per Malnosso tradition, but the idea of cultivating a groove is enticing to the chef]

[semper_cogitans]

It w-would both allow for... a p-permanent supply, and also... e-ensure that further study can be... undertaken.

... Presumably, they... r-require a warm climate to grow, else the M-Malnosso would... not have to have modified the... environment of the b-beach...

[He can't really identify the trees as being particularly strange, though. They're different but not in any significant way...]

[concasse]

Maybe. [Sure, it makes logical sense, but Sanji isn't willing to give the Malnosso that much credit.]

They might be similar to mikans...

[semper_cogitans]

I... i-intend to make a greenhouse, of some s-sort, to... study the plants...

... I-Ideally, they will be from a world that... L-Luceti represents, and... s-someone might recognize them...

[Logic is all Robert really has. He knows these could be the fruit equivalent of a curveball, but he'll roll with it.]

[concasse]

And why is that the ideal situation? [He's not drawing a convincing benefit from what they've discussed so far]

[semper_cogitans]

Well, b-because... then I will be able to, er, p-properly describe where it comes from...

... Kn-knowing its... native environment will... a-allow me to begin to make... h-hypotheses as to its role in its native b-biosphere, as well as e-estimate whether other such... individuals are c-common between worlds...

... [More pointedly:] ... It might... a-also establish whether the fruit has... a history of b-being consumed, if it is a c-common food item back wh-where it is from.

1/3

[concasse]

[Robert, you're an okay guy from what Sanji's seen of you, but goddamn, sometimes he thinks he needs a manual to follow your stuffy syntax.

That said, Robert's got him with that last point. Guess that means he's gotta officially hang up his disapproval for now] Right, right. I'll leave you to it, then.

[concasse]

[So excuse him as he leans over, plucks a piece of the fruit, and tosses it right into his mouth like it ain't not thi--]

[concasse]

[... Um he didn't mean to do that. Treacherous fingers, how dare you act out of turn]

U-uh...






Sorry about that.

[semper_cogitans]

...

N-Not an issue...

[... There are plenty more where it came from.

Inside, Robert is secretly amused.]

Ah - I h-hope you have a... pleasant day. Or, er, whatever r-remainder of it there is...

[concasse]

[He nods, licking his chops thoughtfully. Huh...]

You should give it a shot yourself. It's pretty good. [Nothing like partially undermining the point of observation by eating an unknown substance]

[semper_cogitans]

...

[Well. He has done the majority of his researching now...]

... P-Perhaps I will... [And now suddenly the fruit sliced in his hands takes on a very different meaning. It certainly smells good - so sweet...]