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

[dragoneer]

[Toothless rumbles low and deep, watching her closely. She isn't going to pull a fast one on them, is she? But she does seem pretty sincere, so he lowers his head to her level.]

Y-you can touch him, if you want to. He really likes to be scratched--just under his jaw, there.

[betterviking]

[Astrid says nothing, and reaches out to gently scratch under Toothless' jaw. The sensation is... weird. And while a part of her is still definitely on edge, it's not all bad.]

[dragoneer]

[Toothless breathes out slowly--she may be being agreeable, but the last thing they need is for him to spook her. He knows that. So he'll just hum slightly and keep eye contact with her. See? He's not so bad, is he?]

I know it must be...weird. But dragons, they're...they're really not bad. Toothless is my best friend.

[betterviking]

Maybe, but you were always weird. [This isn't said with any bitterness. Really, her tone sounds more teasing than anything else.

The hesitance is gradually melting away, and Astrid is even smiling again. She gives Toothless another scratching for good measure.]

[dragoneer]

[She's smiling! Smiling! Hiccup can't help a goofy grin at that. She's actually having a good time in his company. And that doesn't seem strange at all, somehow. Maybe things were really changing.]

Heh. I know. Still am. Especially considering some of the stuff I've picked up here. Like--cooking. And the SOS Brigade--it's this group of people who's duty it is to help other people have a good time. No, really.

[betterviking]

[That she is, Hiccup! Maybe things are changing or maybe it's the Malnosso and she'll go back to hating you tomorrow after all.]

Maybe cooking will be better for you. Chopping up food is easier than carrying an axe, anyway.

[dragoneer]

[Oh so just his usual luck, yep]

Who knows, I could be come the best chef Berk has ever seen. Might...suit me better than the whole clan chief thing.

[betterviking]

[Y U P]

That would definitely be a better idea. [Even if she's Hiccup's friend, that doesn't change the fact that he... is an awful Viking, and definitely wouldn't be suited for leading an entire island full of them. It's all said fondly, though.]

[dragoneer]

Ooooor maybe I'll just stick with the dragon thing. Take over Gobber's job. Except I'd be less teaching dragon-fighting and more teaching dragon-training.

[That...actually sounds completely amazing, ngl.]

[betterviking]

That would probably be better. But maybe you should see if Stoick would even be willing to let anyone other than his son take over the role of chief. [Which... he should. Because Hiccup would be a terribly incompetent leader.]

[dragoneer]

[He bites a lower lip. It isn't something he likes to think about too much. How he couldn't fill those shoes like he should.] Yeah, I...yeah. But this is all, you know, assuming we even ever get back to Berk. I've...been here almost a year now.

[betterviking]

[... Yeah, not that much fun to think about, honestly.]

We'll get back to Berk. [Somehow.]

[dragoneer]

[...Does he dare say it? He feels like he can tell her anything, and she should really know...]

Well, see, the thing about that is...um. I'm...not one-hundred percent sure I...want to go back.

[betterviking]

... What?

[Might wanna run that by her again, because it SOUNDED like you just said you didn't want to go back home.]

[dragoneer]

...Yeah. [He swallows.] It's...complicated.

[betterviking]

[Okay, friend or not? That's still a dick move, man.]

Complicated!? What's so complicated about wanting to abandon your entire tribe? [Because it just sounds selfish, in Astrid's opinion.]

[dragoneer]

That's--[Oh, dear, things are going south quickly.] Because it just is! You said it yourself--I can't lead the tribe. In Berk, I'm just...I can't be the person I am now.