genessia | [EVENT/OTA] FAMA BEACH PARTY 2018

[EVENT/OTA] FAMA BEACH PARTY 2018

While the party isn’t due to start for a good while, Fama’s crew has arrived excruciatingly early to make the most of the promised sunrise and their talent’s time. Most of the crew are milling about under the tent around the coffee bar that’s been so generously erected in the sand when they’re not prepping the area for the shoot.

When the talent arrives, they’re greeted by an array of staff members and stylists armed with swag bag totes filled with necessities for the day- water bottles, sunscreen, etc.- and a cap and a white, full zip sweatshirt tailored to just their size, all baring the company’s logo. Maybe a little out of place, given the sudden heat wave, but the weather has promised them a perfect day for the beach at a cozy 72 degrees… and a somewhat chilly morning, especially for those expected to pose in the early tides.

The talent is free to mingle, encouraged to get some coffee and breakfast from the spread, get to know one another, and chat about their upcoming performances for the day when they’re not busy with their shoots or slates, be they promotional for the company brand or for pre-agreed projects for clients.

The music starts long before anyone ever takes the stage, but when it finally stops and the chattering from the crowd dies down…the party really begins.

The lights finally move into action and cast their effects onto the stage and over the dancers suddenly bursting to life for the crowd. The welcome song is upbeat and… honestly borderline obnoxious, but it’s definitely there to set the mood for a massive beach party. Dove, today’s MC and resident ray-of-sunshine archangel takes the stage toward the end of the song to finish out the number with her fellow performers, then applauds along with the crowd as the group exits the stage and a new set arrives.

“Hey everyone,” she purrs over the microphone, breaking her ‘come hither’ character almost immediately and laughing as the crowd jumps to life again. There’s no point in even trying to subdue her bright and sunny attitude, even for a quick tease. “Welcome to Fama’s Beach Party of 2018!”

The onstage band starts another song, just the beat, and she continues her greeting over it, all the while playfully pacing the stage.

“If you haven’t caught on by now, I’ll be yours all afternoon, evening, and well into the morning if you’ll have me~” Alright, maybe she hasn’t entirely dropped the flirty bit- “We have some amazing performances coming your way today, and plenty to do along the shore, so kick back, grab a drink, and just let go. The day is ours so Let’s party!”

From there, she jumps right into the first two songs, then relinquishes the stage to the next long sequence of performers, only interrupting to introduce each musical guest.

She’ll be back here and there throughout the performances with a few playful songs and teasing one liners of her own to keep the party going.

“This is going to get me in so much trouble, but show of hands, who out there is single tonight?”

PARTY PLAYLIST (Will update as performances are posted in threads!)

Volleyball tourney

Further from the stage, Volleyball courts have been marked out with foam posts, nets stretched taut across the centers. There’s a staff member at each of the first few with a clipboard, ready to welcome teams to the pits and referee, while some of the courts further down are meant simply for fun (or practice). So grab some friends, a Fama beach ball, and ready, set, spike!

House Boat

Link and Sidon’s apartment that they shared was, indeed, a boat. So of course they had to bring it right to the party! The beaches were filled up, but their house boat was available for partying as well. While on it music played loudly, drinks were colds and in coolers that were scattered about the deck area. The music meant someone could dance, but also sit and chat while on the deck of the boat.

Feel free to swim out here and grab a cold one and enjoy some music! Sidon will have his Wailord out as well, moving through the waters. Jump on the back of this massive whale and enjoy the sun in style!

Races!

Along the shore of the waters, people will find jet skis that have been supplied for them. Whoever would like is able to pair up, or possibly challenge Sidon who is hosting this event. These jet skis are for races, and whoever wins gets bragging rights and the satisfaction of being the fastest! Do not worry about possibly falling off at any point, Sidon and his Pokemon will be in the water to assist. Samurott and Gyarados will be at the ready for any individuals that may topple into the waters.

Pair up and move out!

Surfing/jetskis/diving/kites/etc

For the less competitive party goers, there are also jet skis and surfboards along the shore further down, well out of the range of the races, should anyone want to partake. Just ask the guy in the Fama shirt, and he’ll hook you up with the equipment, while some of the other attendees might hook you up with some gnarly waves, dude.

The breeze also seems to be exceptionally cooperative today as well, even with the thirty degree drop in heat from the previous days. Grab a kite and try it out!

It would be a long, LONG day with no food or drink around. No one wants to be parched while they party!

Luckily for the crowds, there are stations scattered all around the event with spreads of fruits and veggies and treats of all types, all provided by local businesses from the area, but the centerpiece of it all is the large hut, surrounded by tables, chairs, and umbrellas under which one can find a fully stocked, well-staffed bar (provided, of course, by one Gale Reinhardt) and a grill covered in fare sizzling under the watch of today’s ~~keyblade~~ grill-master, Lea.

The hut is also conveniently home to a large display of merchandise for sale featuring the celebrities performing and currently in attendance. Snag a poster, album, or shirt (or two…or five) and hunt down your idols for autographs!

When Dove returns to the stage, the mood changes completely. She’s forgone her swimwear and changed into something much more romantic, hair in long waves cascading over her shoulder and her happy angel’s glow subtle and warm. The lights dim low until only she and the musicians are visible with soft lights- The sky will be the focus true for this one.

The show starts off as soft and sweet, fireworks popping up here and there in quiet pastels. The next song builds with a show of silver and gold then leads into the next and then final songs with a full array of colors.

The music can be heard anywhere along the beach, as the feed from the stage area will be pumped along through speakers spread here and there, take a seat, cuddle up with that special someone (or another drink), and enjoy the show.

Just because the sun is disappearing doesn’t mean the fun is slowing down! Glowing lights strung from umbrellas and posts that seem to be popping up along the shore, keeping things fairly well lit, but much more soothing than earlier in the day.

The Volleyball courts have now been outfitted with backlights and buckets of glow paint, should anyone wish to paint on and glo up in support of their team…or just for fun for photos!

There are also now staff members and photographers handing out sparklers, careful to pass on the safety instructions, but cheerfully enabling everyone to have fun!

The roll of the ocean and now (somehow) clear skies set the perfect mood for a stroll down the beach, away from the energy and volume of the crowds. It’s a beautiful evening, and the stars seem to provide a perfect sense of peace in stark contrast to the jam packed area near the stage.

The music continues right up until the last hour, at which point Dove takes the stage for one last time. The song is a little different, still energetic, but as it’s finally winding down and fading out, Dove takes her last bow and waves her goodbyes. “I, along with the Fama family want to thank each and every one of you gorgeous people for joining us today! We had a ton of fun, and hope you did too. Enjoy the rest of the evening, and stay safe out there, and we’ll see you all next time! I’m off to grab some s’mores!”

And with a kiss and a wink to the crowd, she’s headed off the stage as the music fades into a repeat of just the beat and then into generic house music.

Once the party has begun to wind down and the staff begins to break down the stage and light rigging, bonfires pop up along the beach, each large and welcoming and accompanied by a nearby box full of the necessities for s’mores. It’s the perfect place to plop down with a guitar, a drink, a lover, or just your friends and enjoy the evening and the stars hanging overhead.

…Just be careful not to fall in if you’ve had one too many…

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Lea whistled to himself as he tended the food on the grill. He was wearing flame patterned swim trunks and a similarly patterned t-shirt and seemed to be enjoying his position.

There were of course the usual burgers and hot dogs for the traditionalists, but there were also steaks, chicken, sausages, fish fillets, and shrimp kabobs. The vegetarians weren't left out of the equation either, with various veggie kabobs, grilled eggplant, and grilled pineapple slices (the latter of which also made a great topping for the burgers). Even those with more... unusual tastes would find something to snack on; Lea left the handling of things for potential vampire guests to those more qualified, but there were a few kinds of grilled organ meat, as well as a small griddle section where edible grasshoppers were being roasted.

Though busy, he wouldn't object to talking for awhile. Though unless he happens to be taking a break to relax or get something to eat himself, those who stick around long enough to chat may find themselves roped into helping out a little. There is a lot of food to handle, after all!

When she's finally free for more than ten minutes, Dove is sure to make a special stop by each of the friends and vendors she'd somehow roped into the event. With a bright smile and a quick check to make sure he's not too busy for the moment, she slides over to his side of the grill, popsicles in hand.

"Hey, Hot Stuff," she sing songs with that same silly grin she reserves for his nicknames. "I brought you a treat."

He had said sea salt, right?

Lea looked up and grinned when he saw what Dove had brought. "Alright!", he said as he accepted his ice cream. "Just what I needed, thanks!"

"So how's everything going?", he said. "I mean it looks good from here, but I can't really get away for too long to check, you know?"

As promised, Karla went looking for Lea when she attended the beach party. Of course, with all the smoke coming from the grill, it wasn't too hard to spot him. She approached him, taking note of the flames on his clothes.

"Hey, Lea. You sure have a way with flames, hmm?"

[Well, this is quite the huge party. While this isn't the first huge party Karla has been to, she's always impressed with how much goes into them. The music, the games, live performances, the food...what else can she say but "wow"?]

[Karla isn't much of a dancer, but she can be persuaded to hit the dance floor. But most of the time, she'll just be chilling on the sidelines of everything, having a little food and drink here and there. While it's tempting to leave when the sun starts to go down, she realizes that the party isn't over yet. The lights and the sky entice her too much to leave. She'll be strolling along the beach for a bit, and then settle down by one of the bonfires to round out the night.]

[S'mores? What are those?]

[Modeling at Daybreak/Fama Family Time]
She’s grown used to early call times in her years of modeling, but it will never mean she’s pleased with them. She certainly hadn’t been the first to arrive, but the moment she had her world had spun into a whirlwind of stylists and makeup artists… and then she had been sent straight into the water the moment the sun began to peek over the horizon. While the ocean feels…somehow different to her these days, she’s well accustomed to the work they’re putting her through. From the sounds of it, the artists behind the photo and film are pleased, and she’s sure to keep the tone light and upbeat, even between sultry shots.

She’s just… really glad they’re not having her use her wings this morning.

When she’s not in the water, it’s like she’s flipped a switch entirely. Instead of the longing, impossible to escape gaze, she wears a bright (if somewhat still tired) smile, even as she clutches her coffee to her chest between sips and chats with those around her. “4am call time… never again, am I right?”

[Around the Stage Area/Performing/Chilling]

Anyone who knows Dove can see that she’s high on life every time she takes the stage to perform another song. While she doesn’t consider herself a musician by any means (because she absolutely didn’t write any of the songs she’s singing), she’s a fantastic presence on-stage, and her voice… well. She’s an angel.

She does take a moment to give a few shout outs here and there when she spots her friends in the crowd- Lucky, in particular gets a specific happy birthday and spontaneous rendition of the song from both herself and the crowd.

When she’s not onstage, she’s mingling in the crowd, taking photos with dance, dancing and having as good a time as one can have.

[Along the shore, sunbathing, and houseboat!]

While she does seem to be enjoying watching those taking full advantage of the jet skis and waves, Dove herself stays on the shore, drink in hand, either cheering on the racers or bathing in the sun. The ocean’s still a bit too big of an adventure for her for now, but she seems content to stay as she is.
 She does eventually venture over to the houseboat, though she…admittedly cheats a little. She’s careful to make sure there’s no one too close-by, then frees her wings and takes to the sky, gliding over the waves before the drops to the deck and greets those on board.

[Closed to Styxx]

When afternoon finally approaches and she’s still yet to spot him anywhere along the beach, Dove decides to actually take action. The day is too beautiful to waste doing…whatever he’s probably doing, and there’s so much to do here…

The voicemail doesn't seem to be working, and there's a pang of worry inside her that her gentle tease might have been too much. "Come on, there's tons of sand here. It's right up your alley-" He...had mentioned he had been living in the Sahara, right?

A little later on, after a feeble attempt at what… could look something like a sandcastle, Dove breaks out her phone, tousles her hair, gives the most pitiful face she can muster (without breaking her celebrity character for the day- who knows where these pictures might end up), and shoots him a selfie with her sad little castle in the background and a one word caption: “Help?”

[Food, drinks, and SHOTS, SHOTS, SHOTS]

There’s not a chance in the world she’s going to be staying away from the grills all day. She’s happy to share a picnic blanket with anyone who wants to join her when she finally gets to take a quick lunch break and snag some of the treats from the vendors nearby. Thank god for Lea and his skills with charcoal. Those performances are definitely sapping her of energy, and she refuses to slow down.

She’s also spotted quite frequently at the bar, chatting up the bar tenders and refilling her drink on more than one occasion. It’s almost strange… how many can she possibly have before they start taking effect on her? Seems like she’s never without a fruity concoction, but she also never turns down an offered shot… Hm.

[Fireworks and following]

While she’s onstage providing the soundtrack during the firework show, any empaths in the crowd (or anyone who happens to get a decent look at her during the first song) will immediately notice a strange dip in her mood. She’s clearly losing herself to the music, but the hidden, inner realization below the surface is… almost heartbreaking. Does she…actually have tears in her eyes before she moves on to the second song? That’s… a lot of longing from one girl, and it’s leaking into the Light feelings she’s spread into the crowd.

She bounces back quickly, for those actually paying attention to her and not just the song, squelching any hopeless desires and hopping right into the upbeat romance of it all. By the end of the set, she’s sparkling as brightly as the fireworks overhead, smile back in place and flawless as ever.

Maybe she’s a little sad she couldn’t be down in the crowd for the dazzling display, but then… she doesn’t really have a specific someone to cuddle up and share it with.

[Sparklers, Selfies, and Tipsy Body Paint]

When night properly falls and the fireworks are over, it seems like whatever might have been eating away at her has disappeared entirely, as if it had never been there in the first place. She’s happy to pose with anyone, especially if they’ve got sparklers- it’s always fun to see what sort of shapes one can make while waiting for the camera’s shutter.

…she also gets herself into the neon body paint, maybe finally a bit tipsy at this point, and lets friends paint her up, though she’s careful to keep them from her back and midsection- she’ll take care of those herself, lest anyone spark something they shouldn’t.
(NOTE: Her reaction to having her back touched is a bit PG-13, so…tread lightly, kiddos!)

[Cuddly Dove and Bonfires]

Dove wasn’t kidding about those s’mores. When the crowd begins to thin and those who are partied out start to leave the beach for the night, she makes her way to the closest bonfire, drawn to the flame like a moth, and takes a seat on one of the many provided blankets surrounding it. She’s definitely much more mellow than she has been all day- maybe even a bit somber, if left alone too long. Her mind is wandering, and while most of it is simply wading through the memories and excitement of the day and a job well done, some of it is drifting into deeper (much more lonely) seas. She’s finally slowing down, and the drinks might be finally catching up. If there was ever a time to catch her vulnerable- or at least moreso than usual- now’s the time.

[Closed to Styxx | Just a Dip]

The longer she sits around the bonfire, the more often her gaze continues to find their way toward the tide and…it’s not just the fire casting light in the gold rings of her eyes at this point. She fights whatever it is for a little while longer, be it from hesitation to confront it or just pure laziness, but when she’s finally pulled back enough from the conversation, she quietly slips away, wrapping herself in the crochet beach wrap she’s kept with her and stepping silently through the sand.

The houndoom she’s finally felt safe enough to release lifts its head from it’s place nearby, watching her carefully before it decides to follow after her. Something… is different. She’s putting out more Light than usual, and the power is almost tangible in the air to those in tune with it.

As full of life and in sync with the crowd as she had been, the angel slowly wanders off toward the end of the beach away from the music and lights, careful to let the waves break only at her feet. The pull of whatever it is in the ocean is strong tonight, especially with moon hanging overhead, but she seems…strangely at ease. So much so that when she begins to hum and the ocean actually responds to her with that same golden surface shimmer from before, she pauses, eyes glowing softly, then continues on, singing this time.

Little by little, she steps further along the shore, a little deeper into the waves with each movement, until it’s almost up to her knees. She moves as if following the ocean’s lead, though it picks up at her command with graceful hands and swelling song. It’s not really clear whether she’s pulling it or it’s pulling her as she sings, but either way, the synchronization is uncanny. The water lifts from it’s place in small streams about her, twisting and washing over her skin here and there to wash away the remaining body paint and make way for the glowing patterns to reappear, gradually crawling up her legs and over her stomach… and giving off just enough light that when under the moonlight, makes the long jagged scars over her belly and hip much more noticeable than before.

Whatever has taken control of her- be it emotion or Light or something else entirely- is powerful, and whatever this state the feelings, drink, and draw has put her in…she’s completely vulnerable.

But…maybe not totally in danger? Who knows.

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[Lucky drops down next to Dove and lays his head on her shoulder for about three seconds before he sits back up and grins at her.]

This is absolutely awesome.

[Granted it would have been better in his opinion if the other Kyurangers were here too, but what can ya do right?]

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[She sways into him with a laugh when he appears, snapping out of whatever quiet thoughts she'd been lost in.] Not bad for a birthday party, right?

General

The Cheshire Cat is wearing a hat! On top of another hat...on top of three more hats. And finally a TARDIS fez as a base - courtesy of Rose. He's also sporting an elephant bow tie! Because the party announcement said to grab some "trunks", and how's cat to know that wasn't a request for elephant trunks?

He'll be hanging around for the entire duration of the event. Meeting people and Pokemon, eating, cheering on the performers, and probably napping in the corner at some point. Feel free to jump in with any scenario!

Sand Art

A nonsense song, which may be familiar to those who know of his origins, can be heard if you happen to wander close enough. Cheshire is entirely focused on shaping the sand into a sand sculpture of himself. What a skilled kitty! He's just putting the finishing touches on the whiskers and grin, all the while contemplating whether the make a teacup or a rabbit next.

Care to join him?

Canvas Cat

Picture those little sheets of paper for testing pens in stationary shops, usually covered in multi-coloured scribbles, drawings, and barely legible writing. That's what the Cheshire Cat resembles right now. Except so much cooler because he's a cat that glows in the dark!

The aim of the night is to get a something from every attendee, so don't be too surprised when he floats over carrying an armful of glow paints and requests a personal touch from you to. Just good luck trying to find a blank spot to illustrate.

Glowy Pawprints

Smoosh..

That's the sound of the Cheshire Cat's paint soaked paw making contact with your cheek, leaving a glowing paw print. Except it's not much of a sound at all because cats are known for their silent footsteps. The pleased chuckle that follows is definitely very audible though.

[He's rather tipsy from the six or so drinks he's already had, but thanks to his crazy good luck he won't wake up hungover the next morning. Not that he knows that right now though.]

Yeah and here I was this time last week not wanting one.

[Caesar hops up into Dove's lap with a cute growl, the little robot lion pawing at her for a hug.]

Fun For All

[Just past the high tide marker a fair distance away from the main stage is where Namur sets himself up. He has an airy cabana set up for Rip and any others who might be sensitive to sunlight or just in need of some shade, as well as several coolers full of ice, bottles of all sizes and colors filled with all manner of liquor soft and hard nestled amongst the chips. There's another cooler sitting in the shade, but the lid's kept shut, and there's a hand drawn hazmat symbol on it. Best keep out of that one, unless you can smell the bagged blood inside.

Namur is taking full advantage of the opportunity to soak in the sun, running about shirtless in a pair of floral print board shorts.

First he'll hit up the volleyball courts, jumping into the free-for-all courts with gusto. Need a serve? He's got it covered. Or maybe someone wants to work on their serve instead. Either way, it's all good. Just jump in!

After some fun in the sun, it's time to cool off and get wet. Namur grabs the biggest surfboard he can find and takes to the waves. He's not what anyone would call a professional, but he's got guts, and he gets a big kick out of pulling off a successful 360, kickflip, or alley-oop. See if you can beat that, suckers!

Of course, what would a day on the beach- a birthday on the beach- be without several hours of hard drop beats and slick as silk breakdance moves? Namur's tossed out a bunch of taped together cardboard to make a smooth dance floor on top of the sand, and he's got an old school boombox with some sweet new technology running a playlist that could, in some circles, be considered loud and obnoxious. But what the hell, it's a party, and the beach is free! If someone thinks they've got better moves, they're more than welcome to jump in and challenge him to a dance battle. He hasn't had a good one in ages!]

Fireworks [Closed to Rip]

[After the sun sets and Rip is able to leave the confines of the cabana's shade, Namur slips his arm around her waist, grabs a blanket, and walks with her over to the mainstage to enjoy the show. It's nice to lay back in the soft sand with her by his side as the music swells around them, and he rubs his hand over her arm.]

Thanks for comin' out here with me, babe. Had a damn good day.

Own The Night

[After the fireworks, and as the light truly fades, that glow paint calls to Namur. He paints a big Phoenix Pirates cross on his chest, and waves on his arms, but his back and his face need help- if anyone's feeling artistic. He'll be more than happy to paint some rad tattoos on others as well, especially if they're willing to pay in booze!]

Bonfires and Chill

Come one, come all, t' hear the horrifyin' tale a the Spade Pirates versus the Kraken!

[Others might be winding down, but these hours are when Namur's usually awake, and he's more than ready to keep the party going. He's combed the beach for spare bottles of booze, so come on over, grab a drink, and listen to some of the tallest tales that Namur swears are one hundred percent absolutely true.]

[Rip had hardly been feeling social over the last week, but, how could she resist him when he wanted to go to the beach? Rip had spent most of the day in the shade under the cabana Namur provided and occasionally dipped into the bloodbags he thoughtfully provided for her and anyone else that might need them.

However, the real excitement came after the sun went down and she was able to finally leave the shade. Rip had on her green swimming suit and a grey loose mesh dress cover up. She smiled up at him as they headed out and didn't say much as he lead the way to the main stage to set up for the fireworks display and enjoy the music. Once she was settled on the blanket, she was leaning against him and closing her eyes for a few moments.

Rip knew that the loud noise wouldn't be pleasant to her, but.. his birthday and she wanted to enjoy at least this with him.]

Of course und I'm glad you're hafing a good day. You definitely looked like you had fun out on zhe vater earlier.

[In response, Namur sighs with contentment, wrapping his arms around her.]

My people don't usually get t' feel the sun on their skin. We live at the bottom a the sea, so's all dark all the time, 'cept for in one spot where this one ginormous tree's got clear roots an' brings us light from above. But there ain't no sunrise or sunsets or nothin', jus' light an' then dark. An' that's where hunnerds a years 'go, my people chose t' make a kingdom. 'S dangerous for folk like me on the surface, so there ain't a whole lot that's got the strength t' go an' feel the sun for theirselves. An' here I am, livin' on the surface but stayin' in the dark. Feel like I owe it t' 'em. The folks that longed for the sun for hunnerds a years an' never saw it. Least one day, once in awhile, t' go an' get it all over me. Let it sink in t' my skin like it does them roots a the Eve tree, so if I ever go back home somehow, they can feel it comin' offa me, too.

[He might have gotten a little too much of a good thing.]

"Hey, Karla," Lea said, swapping his tongs to his other hand to wave to her. "Yep. It's the one thing I've got magic wise, so I'd better be good at it, you know?"

[Even if he did, Rip's happy to learn more about him and his kind. So, she's listening intently and resting her head against him. Memories had started to settle and the headaches weren't as bad anymore. Though, she was being very careful about her moodswings. Or, as careful as she can manage to be anyway. ]

It's funny, I made zhe choice to live in zhe darkness for power.. your people zound like zhey did it to protect zhemselves.

[She pressed her forehead against him for a moment.]

I'm glad you got to enjoy zhe sun today. Maybe zomeday I'll get to enjoy it vith you.

[He shakes his head.]

We're a the sea, same as fish. 'S our home an' our life. Gives shelter, an' food, an' travel, an' everthin' we ever need. 'Cept light. Gotta have the sun for algae an' krill an' kelp. But if y' got that shit, yer good t' go.

[Namur chuckles, content again, and lays down, curling himself around Rip like a cat.]

How's that gonna happen? Can't undo bein' a vampire...

[She's happy to settle against him again as he gets himself situated.]

Don't know yet. But, I'm sure eventually zomething can be figured out.

[Rip snuggles against him and just kind of takes in his scent and pulse for a moment.]

But, you're right... I can't undo vat I am. But, maybe zhere is a vay to alleviate some of zhe symptoms.

Karla moved closer, trying to get a closer look at the food cooking on the grill, but the smoke made it hard to see. Karla moved back a bit, trying to wave the smoke away from her face.

"What all are you cooking? It looks like you have a lot of food there..."

While crawling through the crowds (and trying not to get stepped on), Liora made her way over to the grill. There were lots of enticing smells coming from this area, but Liora noticed something familiar...the smell of insects. She walked on all fours to Lea's side, then straightened herself, stretching out her long neck, trying to look at what was on the grill. However, she ended up coughing in the smoke, so she backed off.

"Ah...sorry. I thought I smelled insects cooking..."

Wouldn't want y' to anyway.

[He smells like the sun and the sea, and a bit of rum.]

But whaddy' mean alleviate the symptoms? There like some kinda SPF-ninety thousan' sunscreen y' got a recipe for in one a yer worlds?

Early Morning
[The moment Kaoru had been hired he had been quite busy with work. Sure he doesn't get as much work as say a celebrity, but it was still work. But having to wake up early for this, he didn't fully understand.

But he had arrived and he was holding a cup of coffee in his hands to try and wake himself up a little bit more. It was working a tiny bit, but not enough to be fully awake. So for the time being he was simply focused on looking around and simply seeing who else had been told to work this early.]

Volleyball
[Now this was something the young man knew a bit about. He had done so to entertain ladies back at home at one point. His act with his brother. Here he knew he would have to just play and have fun this time instead of having to enable an act that wasn't here.

Walking over, making sure his orange swim trunks which had to be given to him by a company he was modelling for currently weren't slipping due to them being a little bit wet, he soon knelt down to pick up the ball before glancing around, checking to see if he can spot anyone. When he was able to he waved his free hand to try and call them over.]

Hello there. Want to play some volleyball?

Water fight
[There was one thing, Kaoru always found fun. Water gun fights. They were always fun and really a good way to cool off even though it was one of the cooler days.

Kaoru smiled as he used a tiny water gun to spray someone he figured might agree to join in, aiming for the torso rather than the face or anywhere else.]

Got you. [He beamed happily, watching whoever he had hit, waiting to see how they would react.]

Wildcard
[Want something else, let me know here.]

[And it was a smell she was definitely enjoying on him considering it was making her smile.]

Hardly. But, perhaps Torchvood could make zomething like zhat.

[As annoying as Rose was, maybe it was a possibility if they were creating food she could eat.]

...Und vat if I had an opportunity to be like zhe ozher vampires from my vorld? Zhe ones not created in a lab.

Arrival:

[Aizawa arrived eventually, wearing his swim trunks. He was dragged here and the expression on his face said it too. He was dragged along with Bakugo and Satou. He was ready to just lay down somewhere and take a nap.]

Somewhere on the beach:

[Thanks to a couple kids, mainly Bakugo and Satou, Aizawa's body was buried in the sand leaving his head visible. The sand covering him resembles a sleeping bag. Thankfully the umbrella is over his head so no sunburn, for now. He is just snoring.... He will be like this most of the day.]

Bites and Booze:

[Eventually, he will smell that food and want some booze after a long day of nothing and so much noises. After his good long nap, he eventually escapes his sand prison and drinking some booze.]

Wild Card:

[Decide the adventure.]

Arrival:

[Kirika never been to a beach party before, and she was dragged by a certain someone. She was wearing shorts and an open shirt with the top swimsuit revealing. Guess she'll look around and follow for now.]

Performance/Fun for all:

[Kirika been mostly chilling and exploring. She's people watching at the moment, walking around with a popsicle. She doesn't seem that interested.]

Somewhere on the beach:

[Kirika could be seen finally with her frilly swimsuit on, walking along the waters and watching again. She's kicking the water, looking at shells, and she may had spotted a sand dollar. She kneels down, staring at the creature. It's moving, that enough she knows its alive.]

Wildcard:

[Make something happen.]

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[Ew girl. Why you gotta talk about them? Namur raises his brows, giving her a doubtful look.]

Iiiif y' say so...

[His expression becomes more thoughtful as she finishes.]

Other vampires in yer world ain't gotta stay in the dark? What else wouldja be changin'?

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