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

[geniustheveil]

[It feels like a soft cloud of excitement, perfectly calculated to make them happy without arousing any nervousness but the pleasant jitters of first-time love.]

Hurry! Just there!

[thelittlemacthatcould]

[Given that jogging is a constant in his day to day routine, it isn't the exertion involved in running with her that leaves him a little breathless, but rather, the thrill of being in the company of someone who seems to mirror his warm and fuzzy feelings. Life is good. He feels as pumped as he does when stepping into the ring.]

I'm tryin'! [He answers laughingly.]

[geniustheveil]

[By the time they're finally close, Ami gives up all pretense of doing it easily, and lets herself stop catch her breath, laughing as if she might not stop.]

It was fun!

[thelittlemacthatcould]

[The giggling's rather cute.]

Yeah... [Not letting go of her hand quite yet.] Wanna... jus' keep walkin' for a bit? [He suggests, grinning.]

[geniustheveil]

[Her cheeks turn pink, but Ami nods- and doesn't let go. She settles down to a much easier walking pace, though, letting them talk quietly as they take in the beach.]

I don't even feel the cold at all, like this.

[thelittlemacthatcould]

Me neither. [He lazily swings his arm, their fingers still laced together.]

It's pretty warm out here, anyway. Wonder why - I mean, it's supposed t'be winter an' yet it's a great f'swimmin' right now. Must be one a' them Malnosso things.

[geniustheveil]

Maybe just for right now, for this bonfire. [Putting it like that... Well, she remembers the Malnosso parading as gods. It's a bit discomfiting, so she immediately brings her mind back to Mac.]

[thelittlemacthatcould]

[Perhaps on account of the fruit and its effects, he doesn't think too hard on it, nor does he feel the need; the weather and his company are too pleasant for him to concern himself much with the Malnosso's meddling for long.] Ain't no big deal.

[geniustheveil]

I understand that. I just don't want to get into the habit of always thinking of them whenever anything happens, like they really do control everything.

[thelittlemacthatcould]

Then... let's jus' think 'bout hangin' out here on the beach an' havin' fun.

[He gives a casual, one-shouldered shrug, smiling, before his gaze returns to the horizon and the endless waves.]

Feels real good t'day. Feels like everythin' is jus'... 'xactly how it should be. Y'know what I mean?

[geniustheveil]

[Mac, you are... actually really good for her, prodding her to relax and take it easy, to let her mind unwind for awhile. Ami smiles. It feels like it's been this way since forever already.]

It does. Like something good could happen.

[thelittlemacthatcould]

Whaddya mean 'could'? [He asks, poorly feigning annoyance with that big grin on his face.] Ain't it already?

[geniustheveil]

[She smiles, and gives a little bob of her head. It is.]

Mm. It's already. [She laughs at that, at herself, at him, at the situation, a pleasant laugh, light and friendly.]