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

[automailed]

[Oh wow, she has wings. Okay, so... she's from a world where talking cats are normal, maybe? Who knows. With her comment on the automail, though, he taps a foot absently against the sand, a little self-conscious despite the fact that it's only a cat. He's not used to having them out in the open like this- there's a reason he doesn't often go to the beach.]

Yeah, well, I learned how to move with them.

[the_mighty_foot]

It must take a lot of skill, especially in regards to balance. Very impressive.

[And then, as if it suddenly occurred to her that she had sand in her fur, Foot will settle to her haunches to clean the grains off.

...It's pretty slow going, what with having to shake her head every few licks to get the stuff off her tongue and out of her mouth. Yeck. This is where a cat's barbed tongue is decidedly a disadvantage.]

[automailed]

Uh... thanks. [Edward blinks, scratching the back of his head, and watches her clean. Is... that it? He's never talked to a cat before, not really. Why does she keep shaking her head like that?] ...Something wrong?

[the_mighty_foot]

[Foot will look up, still smacking her lips and making less-than pleased expressions, as if she were trying to spit something out.]

The sand gets stuck in my tongue.

[automailed]

...You should probably stop doing that, then. [Comical as it is. What is it with cats and constantly sleeping or licking themselves?]