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

[imatreenow]

...Oh...

[he's quiet for a bit, trying to think of words to reassure her. She tends to be a lot better at that than he is.]

Don't worry... Dreaming isn't worth the trouble most of the time.

[memoryboxes]

Oh... that's right. [She shifts, leaning her chin on her knees.] There are... nightmares, too, right?

[imatreenow]

...Yes. [not that he would know anything about that. Not at all. It was just your imagination, all those nights when the rhythm of the weaving loom was interrupted by the abrupt creak of someone being startled awake in the next room, the rustle of sheets being pulled overhead to create a hiding place where it's okay to fall apart.]

[memoryboxes]

[A soft pause, as she leans over to him supportively.] I'm sorry that you've had to deal with such awful things. If you ever need someone to talk to about them, I'm always around.

[imatreenow]

[His fingers claw into the sand at his sides. Is he that transparent? But he's already let her see him in so many fragile moments, so this should be alright...right? He can creak open a little bit for her.]

It's not...such a big deal. [which is easier to say in broad daylight.]

[memoryboxes]

It's a big deal if you say it is, Mithos. If it's important to you or bothers you, it's a very big deal. [She smiles.] Besides, I don't do much at night, so if you ever need someone to talk to, I'm always up.

[imatreenow]

...I hate letting something like a dream control me that way. [it's a dream about a memory that has controlled his life for a long time, but he doesn't need more reminders of how weak he is. The feelings are strong enough and pervasive enough when he's awake.

But he tucks her offer into the back of his mind, to remember in nights to come.]