[Open Log] Ch-Ch-Cherry Blossoms

[vianca]

Who: You!
What: Cherry Blossom Festival
When: April 10th - 18th
Where: All over town & campus. Wherever you find a cherry tree. Probably even up there on that mystery island for whatever reason, if you're so inclined.
Rating: Flower power.





Pink is everywhere. No matter where you look, you're sure to see the signs of soft pink and white blossoms. There's a fresh spark of life filling the air and just beckoning for everyone to come outside and enjoy the sweet scents of spring. Well, except for you, people with springtime allergies. They just want to make you miserable. But perhaps for everyone else, it was a wonderful amazing time to be had.



There are wonderful spots for picnicking! Frolic inducing atmosphere and the space to do it! Every so often you will see vendors selling treats for the event! Cosplayers taking advantage of their natural environments for photo ops! Hot date spots! Blossoms! Sparkles! Everywhere! Even when it rains.

This log is completely open! You can do whatever you'd like with whomever you'd like whenever you'd like. Just start up a thread and go!

Have fun! Don't forget to add your character to the entry tags! ♥

Comments

[iamtheeggman]

"No. No it's not." Eggman stopped pedaling to catch his breath, leaning over the handlebars.

[golonghorns]

"You need another water?" Joel replied, still keeping up his own pace just fine, despite being a little red faced and sweaty.

[iamtheeggman]

"I'll be FINE. I just need... a breather..." He panted again. "Getting in shape is hard work. If only I could just create a machine to cause spontaneous muscle growth..."

[needsmorebiceps]

THAT'S CHEATING U DICK

[golonghorns]

"There's always liposuction." Joel replied helpfully.

[iamtheeggman]

Eggman just glared at Joel.

[golonghorns]

"It's there. It's an option. No point glarin' daggers at me. I didn't invent the damn thing, I'm just remindin' you it exists."

[iamtheeggman]

"There's NO FUN in something like that, not when I can perform some MAD SCIENCE instead."

[golonghorns]

"Well, if you think you can get better results with that, sure. Why not?" Joel replied, arching an eyebrow. He somehow doubted it would work, but the results might be kind of hilarious.

[iamtheeggman]

"With my genius, how could I NOT get better results?!" Eggman asked confidently.

[golonghorns]

"So, what's your plan? You must have a rough idea of the kind've contraption you want to make."

[iamtheeggman]

"First, I'll construct a containment unit that projects refracted energy to penetrate the skin and muscle tissue, stimulating growth at the cellular level," he began, starting to pedal again. "Then, nanomachines will start to break down fat cells into energy to fuel the process, AND trim the waistline! It's FOOLPROOF!"

[golonghorns]

Energy producing growth of cells sounded more like photosynthesis than Joel cared to comment on. He wasn't sure what kind of energy that you could project would do anything like hat the Good Doctor described.

"Just so long as you don't give yourself cancer or somethin'. Sounds like a crazy tanning bed, to me."

[iamtheeggman]

"Oh nothing of the sort! Just a little harmless Chaos energy! Well, mostly harmless. There's a slim chance you wouldn't explode in the process."

[golonghorns]

"Slim chance you wouldn't, or slim chance you would?"

Because one of those sounded way more appealing.

[iamtheeggman]

"Oh don't worry about it, forget I said anything. Incidentally, how would you like some free spontaneous muscle growth treatments?"

[golonghorns]

"Uh-huh. Pass." Joel replied, casting Eggman a glare that was part indignation part amusement. He was sure the other man knew that answer before it came.

"Besides. Wouldn't you be better off pickin' someone without much muscle tone to speak of anyway? Someone scrawny who's improvement'd be easier to measure?"

[iamtheeggman]

"Absolutely right! I'm sure there's some poor dope around here who wouldn't mind being a guinea pig--er, I mean test case!"

[golonghorns]

"Go for faculty." Joel suggested. "Leave the students be. If you can convince a member've staff to do it, things'll be easier."

Besides the fact that Joel didn't want to see any students come to harm.

[iamtheeggman]

"Good idea. They have less to lose," Eggman reasoned. "Of course, I just need to make sure that blue-haired lummox doesn't find out. He'll probably shout some nonsense about 'ill-begotten swole' or something like that and get spittle all over my suit."

[golonghorns]

"He's a pretty good Woodshop student." Joel commented.

He actually kind of liked Sonic.

It wasn't every day you met a four foot tall blue talking insectivore and could agree with him that chili dogs were one of the world's truly perfect joys.

[iamtheeggman]

"Not THAT blue haired lummox," Eggman corrected him. "I'm talking about the one shaped like a shipping container."

That's not to say he didn't hate Sonic with every fiber of his being. Because he did. Very much.

[golonghorns]

"Oh. Max." Joel commented, slowing down his pedaling and taking a drink. "Yeah. He's got some.... he's set in his ways when it comes to the gym. I've always been more of an 'if it works' do it kind've guy."

Except when it comes to craftsmanship in carpentry. That shit's about professionalism and you do it right, got dangit.

[iamtheeggman]

"Who knows what he'd try to do if he saw a machine like that? Probably try to punch it. Or bench press it. Either way, I can't stand the very notion!"

[golonghorns]

"He'd probably wonder what it was for. Dunno if he'd try and ruin it for you - I don't even think he made it up onto your carrier that day."

Because someone Max's size would be hard to miss, even on a huge airship like that.