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

[thelittlemacthatcould]

So, uh... [He blushes faintly, fumbling with the conversation.] Wanna sit down somewhere? I mean... unless y'wanna go walkin' or somethin'. Like, near the water.

[geniustheveil]

By the water would be sort of nice... maybe...

[She has trouble voicing it any stronger than that; but she wouldn't mind sitting and talking, either.]

[thelittlemacthatcould]

[A faint, goodnatured shrug.] Works for me. So, uh... Whatchya been up to? Last time we talked was... yeah, end a' January with the match an' all.

[geniustheveil]

Ah... I was gone for awhile, on a mission.

[thelittlemacthatcould]

A mission, huh? How was it? ...Everythin' cool? [Well, she seems uninjured and fine to him. MIGHTY FINE, even.]

[geniustheveil]

Yes. It was successful and no one was too hurt. [It hadn't gone perfectly, of course; but it had gone well.]

[... Mac really is good-looking, come to think of it. Strong.

Why is she thinking about that?!]

[thelittlemacthatcould]

That's good. I'm... m'glad y'okay. [Meep.] I mean, ain't that kind a' thing pretty dangerous?

[geniustheveil]

It can be. However, I went already knowing that was possible.

[thelittlemacthatcould]

[He nods seriously, gently pursing his lips.] Y'must been a lil' scared, I guess. Know I'd be.

[geniustheveil]

I wasn't afraid. There's something I want to accomplish, so I'll work for that without fear.

[thelittlemacthatcould]

[This chick's tough.] People musta been real lucky t'have ya on the team.

[geniustheveil]

I hope I was helpful. Luckily, there weren't many injuries to require my attention.

[thelittlemacthatcould]

A' course you was! I mean, everybody was countin' on ya an' y'took care a' them, right?

[geniustheveil]

Luckily there weren't many injuries to begin with.

[thelittlemacthatcould]

Geez... Don' get me wrong, that's good t'hear an' all, but sometimes I think y'don' give y'self enough credit for whatchya do. ...Jus' sayin'.

[geniustheveil]

Thank you for such kind words. I work my hardest to do what I can.

[thelittlemacthatcould]

Y'welcome. An' yeah, I betchya do, so... y'know, it's okay t'admit every once in a while that y'think y'did a real good job an' all.

[geniustheveil]

I don't have a problem admitting it.

[thelittlemacthatcould]

Iunno, y'jus' seem kinda... real humble sometimes. Like, too humble, that makes any sense. Iunno, guess I ain't sayin' the right thing.

[geniustheveil]

[She makes a slight joke of it.] So I should become a braggart?

[thelittlemacthatcould]

If braggart means braggin' helluva lot. well, no, not exactly... y'know what I mean, right? [A light chuckle.]

[geniustheveil]

The truth is, I don't feel comfortable putting myself forward too much.

[thelittlemacthatcould]

[He breaks into a chuckle.] Yeah, I could kind a' tell. But, well, as long as y'always 'member y'good at whatchya do, then... good.

[geniustheveil]

I've always been good at studying. [That's something... right? Her one good point, her redeeming value.]

[thelittlemacthatcould]

An' y'good at that medicine stuff y'do.