Event Log - Malnosso World

[lucetimods]

Who: Everybody!
What: A field trip for the entirety of Luceti!
When: October 27th, until the end of November 2nd
Where: The Happiest Place on the Moon, Malnosso World!
Summary: So you remember all those times Luceti was transformed into Luceti Land? Welcome to Malnosso World, Luceti Land's bigger, cooler brother. Be sure to keep all hands inside the rides at all times, and refer to your map if you get lost. Trust me, you'll get lost.
Rating: F for Fun!

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[voiceinthedark]

"Oh god, I do not even want to know. Really!" He grimaced at that.

[luckynumberthree]

Simon bursts out laughing as the inner tube drops into a sharp dip and spins them around, exhilarating at the freedom and fun of it. He lets the topic drop there but he's grinning like a loon.

"Damn, I missed being able to do things like this."

[voiceinthedark]

Sam is caught up by his laughter too, giving a breathless whoop as they spin down one of the drops. "It's pretty awesome, yeah!"

[luckynumberthree]

"See? I told you you'd have fun," Simon points out as the tunnel straightens out into a lazy stretch of water, gliding under the spotted shade of jungle trees. He sinks back against the tube, boneless and relaxed. "This? This is just perfect. Can I just stay on this thing and not get off?"

[voiceinthedark]

Sam kicked him lightly when he lay back. "Oi, stop hogging all the space!" he protested. "And you could but you'd get all wrinkly."

[luckynumberthree]

"This thing is huge, there's plenty of room," Simon laughed, playfully kicking him back. "Besides, you're tiny. And the wrinkly might be worth it. I knew I should have run away to a tropical island somewhere. I could get used to living on a beach all the time."

[voiceinthedark]

"I am not tiny! That's racial stereotyping!" he replied, although he was grinning when he said it. "You'd love that. You'd just grow up to be one of those creepy old guys surrounded by women in their 20s in bikinis."

[luckynumberthree]

"It's not racial stereotyping when it's the truth!" Simon shot back with a laugh. "You're like my favorite little hobbit or something. Except without the hairy feet, thank god, those are kinda gross. And oi!" he objects, jabbing his finger in Sam's general direction, mock offended by that. Or at least playing mock offended, because eww and that was really something he didn't want to think about right now because he was enjoying this dammit. "I'm not going to be a creepy old guy!"

[voiceinthedark]

"I am not tiny! Really. God you are such an arse." He rolled his eyes at the other man and couldn't help but laugh at his protest. "Yup. You totally are. I can see it now."

[luckynumberthree]

"You are. You're itty bitty. I could toss you over my shoulder and lug you around everywhere if I wanted," he teased him, reaching over and poking him in the side. "Nope. You're wrong. I'm boycotting it."

[voiceinthedark]

"You could not! I'm an adult! Not some kid," he said grumpily, giving Simon a haughty stare. "And you can't boycott it. I said it so it's going to happen!"

[luckynumberthree]

"Being an adult has nothing to so with you being itty bitty, you know," Simon teased him with a laugh, not at all intimidated by Sam's attempt at a glare. "And I can too. Watch me."

[voiceinthedark]

"I'm a perfectly normal height! Seriously! You don't go around teasing Jody about being tiny!"

[luckynumberthree]

"That's because Jody will shoot me in the face," Simon points out with perfect logic.

[voiceinthedark]

"I could shoot you in the face. I'm the one who actually carries a gun."

[luckynumberthree]

"Nah, you'd miss me, Sammy. I'm your second-favorite Runner."

[voiceinthedark]

"I dunno. Eight brings me chocolate sometimes."