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

[failazure]

No, that's okay! I understand! [...] I... I think.

[Because... you know. Haha. Thoughts.]

Was it... something I said?

[distressedude]

[...]

[H-Hah... his face turns a bit redder and he shakes his head.]

N-Not at all. I was just... thinking about something. That's all.



[...he feels like he should apologize again.]

[failazure]

[...she is staring.

Intently.

It is a very knowing stare, and not what Ion may think. Because she had been thinking something, too, earlier. Something very, very, very horrible.]

O-Oh... is that... so?

[distressedude]

Ye... yes.

[And that is all he is going to say on the matter right now, because there is really no graceful way of explaining to someone you just met that you suddenly and spontaneously wanted to--]

[NOPE NOT GOING TO EVEN THINK ABOUT IT AGAIN]

[--with them. Particularly someone like Ion.]

1/2

[failazure]

[.........]

[failazure]

[AND IN THEIR HUMILIATION AND SUFFERING, THEY FORGOT TO ACKNOWLEDGE THE POSSIBILITY OF ANOTHER WAVE HITTING THEM.

BECAUSE IT DOES.

BYE ION.] Kyaaaah!

1/2

[distressedude]

[WHAT.]

[WHAT.]

[OH COME ON.]

[distressedude]

[...welp.]

[Once this wave clears away, Ion is going to once drag himself to his knees... and then stagger to his feet. Because he has had enough of this ocean business. But first, making sure Noel is okay... wh-wherever she ended up.]

N-Noel?

[failazure]

[Hi again, Ion.

Noel's over here. To your left.

With seaweed stuck in her head.

;_____;]

Owww...

[distressedude]

Noel!

[Okay, embarrassment forgotten for a moment as he rushes over to try and help her up... a-and pick that piece of seaweed off her head. :| He's got plenty in his own hair, of course, but... it's green. Kinda blends in anyway.]

Are you hurt? Come on, we should move out of the water...

1/2

[failazure]

I'm... fine. [Holy deja vu, Batman. Except this time around her attempts are more strained than the last, because come on.

She's about to oblige Ion's request when her eyes glance past the seaweed laying unceremoniously on the ground...]

[failazure]

[AND SHE IMMEDIATELY JUMPS TO CONCLUSIONS AND SCREAMS, SCRAMBLING BACKWARDS..]

What is that thing!?

1/2

[distressedude]

What?

[Ion somehow stays surprisingly calm and just looks down at the seaweed. He may have never been in the ocean, but he knows there's plants and stuff in it!]

It's just a piece of seaweed. It's a plant that grows in the ocean. It must have gotten tangled in your hair by the waves...

[distressedude]

[...]

[And then a few small crabs crawl out of it and start skittering away back into the water.]

[failazure]

[A piece of seaweed, huh? Just a plant, huh?

JUST A PIECE OF SEAWEED, HUH!?

SHE IS RUNNING BEHIND YOU AND SCREAMING AGAIN.]

Ew, ew, ew!!

[distressedude]

[...f-fffff okay, how was he supposed to know that would happen?]

[But with a smaller wave coming, Ion's just going to.. kick it back into the water. Yes, this sounds like a plan. The wave is only just high enough to carry both the seaweed and all it's little passengers back into the water.]

It's okay, it's gone now! See?

[failazure]

[....no response.

Not immediately.

Because if Ion turns around, he'll find that she's stepped back a few dozen feet and is pointing at his head.]

Y... Y-Your hair... Your hair...

[THERE'S MORE.]

[distressedude]

[Hair...? Hair. His hair.]

[He reaches up a hand and runs it through his hair and... w-what is this.]

[...]

[At least there isn't anything living in it. He pulls out the largest of the chunks of seaweed, stares at it for a moment, and then just... throws it in the water. Not freaking out at all because he's so unf and manly.]

Is it gone?

[failazure]

I... I think so. [She squints, but doesn't appear to really see anything else... damn you, green hair.

But that was gross, okay? She doesn't understand how Ion can remain so calm! And speaking of-- If those things crawled out of that... seaweed... then-- Oh god, what if there's more in her hair!?]

It's gone, right? [A hand begins to dig through her hair, looking for any sort of thing that could be stuck in there still.] Are they still in my hair!?

[distressedude]

[Okay, Ion's not upset about it, but he can tell Noel is. They were just little sea creatures, right? They were probably more afraid to be out of the water than anything...]

[But okay, Ion takes a step closer and faces Noel, glancing over her hair for a moment before reaching up... and plucking out one single leave of seaweed, no bigger than a blade of grass.]

There. That was the last of it, I promise. [He evens smiles, hoping to be reassuring enough to help calm her back down.]

[failazure]

[...fdjkhfkjsag] Oh.

[Okay, so maybe one more pat down after he reassures her wouldn't hurt. Thankfully, she doesn't seem to feel anything weird... and Ion doesn't look like he has anything stuck to his hair, either.

Phew. So now she can relax. But no smiling, because this was clearly a traumatic moment and she's not sure how much more horrifying to beach is now.]

Th... Thank you. [For not laughing at me.] Um... h-how about we get away from the water now?

[BEFORE THEY GET HIT AGAIN...]

[distressedude]

Oh! That's a good idea...

[Aaand walking away from the water now! Though they're both already soaked. Sob. He starts trying to wring some of the water out of the edge of his shirt.]

Thankfully the weather is so warm today. We should both be dry in no time.

[failazure]

I hope so. I didn't want to come here just to get wet! [Ahhh, at least the weather's nice. She won't have to freeze forever, Noel thinks as she looks back to the ocean.] At least that's over and done with, though...

[distressedude]

Yes, that's true... [Over and done with and-- oh. He turns to look over at Noel and, whether it's the lingering effects of whatever happened before or just the lingering memory of what happened before, he doesn't know, but... he can't help but blush a little and look away.]

[Wh-What a way to meet someone...]

[failazure]

[Seriously, right. In that frame of time that Ion looked at her, Noel happened to catch his eyes, and... promptly looked away herself.]

U-Um... yeah.

[...dskhijash lalala, oh look, more fruit!!! In some weird attempt to get her mind off of it (and a strange urge to anyhow), Noel will pick up one of the fruit.]

I wonder where these all came from, though.