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

I don't mind! Sob, LIONS.

[analyzing]

[SCREAM IT'S A LION]

Oh— um—

[What do you say to a lion when he's offering you a lift?]

THERE IS NO CAR!!!!

[redheadlion]

Hey, relax.

My name's Simba.

NOOOO.

[analyzing]

[It's probably not a good idea to break eye contact when with a huge terrifying...lion...so she'll very carefully turn herself so that she's looking at him.

Which actually makes it even scarier, oops.]

I'm Rise Kujikawa... [why is she introducing herself]

Do you usually give your names to people you're about to eat?

[redheadlion]

[Simba laughs out loud, sitting down.]

Hey, don't worry! I grew up an insectivore, you're fine.

I promised not to eat anyone, anyway.

[analyzing]

[An insectivore lion...not quite something you hear of every day. Then again, who ever heard of a talking lion?

Granted, Luceti is a strange place.

She very carefully disengages herself from the tree but keeps the eye contact. Steady, steady.]

Promised to...who?

[redheadlion]

...You know, I don't remember. I told like six people I wouldn't go around eating people.

At any rate, it's not like any of you have any real meat on your bones. There's plenty of funny-looking antelope and stuff.

[analyzing]

Oh...I-I see. Lucky us, then.

[She'll feel this tiny shred of remorse for...the deer or whatever he's been eating but you know what? It's nice to not be eaten.]

So, you're just going around helping people...?

[redheadlion]

Yeah, why not? You're all pretty nice folk, I might as well return the favor.

[analyzing]

It's not really something I'd expect to hear a lion say.

[redheadlion]

What would you expect a lion to say?

[analyzing]

...."roar"?

[redheadlion]

Yeah, yeah, you're funny.

[analyzing]

Well, they've always said that where I come from. And...they've never really looked really friendly.

[Even though she's slowly easing into the idea of talking to lions. Slowly. Slowly.]

[redheadlion]

Geez, what lions were you meeting? I mean, I understand if it's hyenas, but...

[analyzing]

[...zoos are probably a bad thing to mention.]

I don't really remember. It's been a long time.