Beach log!

[awakeningwill]

Who: Anyone who's a cool dude (EVERYONE)
What: BEACH LOG
Where: AT THE BEACH
When: Last week before school
Warnings: Rising ocean levels and potential shenanigans



Nothing like one last hurrah before summer's over and you have to go back to school, right? Even if the water level's pretty high right now, it's-- what do you mean this is low tide? Really?

Well, at least there's still a sliver of sand left to chill out on, make sandcastles, have evening bonfires, and maybe you can even squeeze in a game of dead or alive beach volleyball. The sun's bright and warm and there's a refreshing sea breeze washing over the coast. Just be careful in the water and have a good time.

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Two VERY different beach flowers. [Two-in-one post. Take your pick! Note it in subject!]

[blazebottom]

Riwane:

You know which country girl could easily pass for a beach bunny?! Riwane could! Yup, this girl LOVED the beach, the ocean and most things watery! Which was odd for a firetail but then again she has always been rather daring. That said, she was sporting a skimpy two-piece (Surprised that she didn't just go al-natural but she's learning about proper social behavior... somewhat) and was having fun in the sun in whichever way she could.


Ronnae:

Ronnae on the other hand has always been self conscious, though in recent years she's learned to deal with it a bit better. Though that didn't mean you'll finding her frolicking in a skimpy suit, barely containing her err... bountiful assets. No, she was in a simple form fitting one piece in the rare case that she decided to go in the water (Maybe when there were less people) and that was covered by a cute white sundress, complete with wide brimmed beach hat. She had offered to work one of the grills and boy was she damn good. (You didn't reach Illustrious Grand Master Cooking by being bad you know). Sizzling steaks, juicy burgers, grilled veggies and assorted seafood, veggie or meat skewers were among the plethora of food she was offering the students.

Path two has been selected

[will_be_god]

Cyrus had been loathe to attend the party, but it was a necessary evil in his attempt to regain the trust of those around him. And he could use it as a means to study the strange happenings in the natural order.

But he had been up since 5 am, as usual, and hadn't eaten in nearly eight hours. And those sure smelled good...

Bearing the weight of all creation on his shoulders meant that he had to keep himself healthy. And that meant some of those veggie skewers.

He approached and stood to the side, waiting to be addressed.

Ronnae

[mach_n_roll]

Did someone say... food?

Sonic had been practically led there by his nose by the smell of the grilled goodies, and he screeches to a sand-flinging halt nearby.

"Whoa! Who's all this for?" He can't help but ask up to the green lady by the grill.

Option Two

[golonghorns]

Question: Which scruffy woodshop instructor was hungry?

Answer. Joel.

"Ma'am." He said quietly, surveying the stuff on offer and selecting a burger.

"Could I get one of those. A little mustard."

Veggies? Probably not.

Option One: OT3 Edition

[rivalkidneypunch]

Char had most definitely had more than enough swimming for the next, oh, say, eighteen lifetimes or so. That little lake excursion was his first and last experience with diving, thanks.

But hey, there was more to the beach than the water. Fire-types did, at least, enjoy strong sunlight. And warm sand. And a nice open space to fly around. And Riwane in a bikini. That too. Especially that. Just saying.

In fact, he might've just hinted to that much with a loud, appreciative whistle from his spot spread out on the warm, narrow stretch of sand (stupid rising water levels). Hey, nobody ever accused him of being a gentleman.

Option B

[twotailedgenius]

Working on inventions and having fun on the beach does do wonders for one's appetite. Tails finds himself over at the grills, looking at the food. "Is the food for everyone?" Better to ask than assume!

Option Two

[thishereismonapizza]

Mona approaches with all smiles, hands on her hips as she admires Ronnae's setup. Why had she not thought of this idea first? Food and the beach naturally went together like peanut butter and jelly. Aside from the lack of gelato offerings Ronnae's cookout had to offer, Mona had to admit the setup covered all the bases.

"Hey! Bet you're making a good haul today hm?" she asked, leaning over to take a better glance at the food wares being offered.

"I'll take one of the meat skewers if you don't mind!" Least she could do was order some grub to go and help a fellow business woman out.

[star_punched]

[Someone was trying to at least have a little bit a fun with all of this nonsense going on. Mac was great at uplifting the mood, or at least making a very conscious effort.

All over the school, Mac made sure he got all of the necessary things for volleyball tourneys.

He was actually trying to set it up right there on the beach, clad in a swimsuit himself.]

[ihateplumbers]

::Oh, you're setting up a little volleyball court?

How quaint.

Because now Bowser is plopping a giant beach towel down down exactly in the middle of your volleyball court, and is lying down in the middle of it.

He has a volleyball stuck on one of his back spikes. He's ruined a volleyball. And he's in the middle of your little baby game field. Are you going to do something about it, Macaroon?::

I am not sorry.

[yournewcaptain]

Marine took a nice deep breath of the salty sea air. School was starting up next week, so her time being dumped into building the grandest of ships and vehicles was soon going to dry up. Today was a decent-enough day. She'd noticed people gathering at the beach and decided: Right. 'Ere I go. Today I debut my newest masterpiece:


The ship came rolling/sailing around the nearest dock into the open, propelled by its giant tank treads. The noise it made when it moved was a staggering mess of engine and water sploshes. Aboard it was an excited, waving tween raccoon.

"Yes, it is I, the great Captain Marine, 'ere with another GENIUS creation! This 'ere is my latest baby, and you're all invited to give 'er a looksee before I charge thirty an hour per ride! Step right up, you lot! It's actually quite posh!"

As crude as it looked from the outside, inside it was designed for luxury. It wasn't entirely visible from the beach, but one glance through the window would produce quite a sight:


And then, to christen her for good, Marine leaned over the fencing and smashed a wine bottle on the edge before RELEASING A SHIT-TON OF BALLOONS in celebration.

[birdlady]

Impressive. Melia applauded, then snapped her mouth shut when she realized her jaw had dropped.

[lovely_wind]

WHO CARES if the water level is dangerously high. Flurrie is not going to deal with this today. She is here to have a good time and get a GREAT TAN. Flurrie you are a cloud you don't tan She's lounging on a beach chaise with a tanning reflector and trying her best to relax.

[ihateplumbers]

"SEA MONSTER!" shouts Bowser, pointing at the purple woman in the beach chaise. "BEACHED SEA MONSTER. HIDE YOUR CHILDREN AND HOSTESS FRUIT PIES!"

[planking]

Flint wasn't much of a beach bum, but the weather was nice and Boney enjoyed running through the water, so here he was. And... wow, there sure was a lot of water. He was about to turn around and head back home, but Boney was having none of that with all of these people around. So, there's a cowboy being dragged from person to person by an excitable dog.

[will_be_god]

Did someone say excitable dogs?

Well, Cyrus's Houndoom was essentially the opposite. It eyed Boney with the same harsh glare as its trainer usually gave. Although Cyrus seemed distracted, kneeling by the water and drawing some into a small test tube.

[thishereismonapizza]

A day at the beach was the perfect shindig to celebrate the end of summer and the arrival of a new school year. Not to mention with all the insane on goings since the earthquake and her fair share of monster encounters, Mona gladly accepted the rest and relaxation to the fullest. Because clearly her trip with Daisy back to Diamond City wasn't enough of a vacation for her.

Clad in a two piece swimsuit, Mona mainly stayed away from the high tides of the water, keeping to the small span of sandy shore the levels of rising water had not engulfed in it's wet clutches. She occupied her relaxation time at the beach with a bit of creative sand sculpture, and currently her grand piece was coming together quite smoothly. A kid's red plastic shovel in had, she stepped back from her artistic masterpiece and wiped her brow with a sandy forearm, taking in the splendor of her sand sculpture. A grand, ever prevailing subject matter Mona held dear to her heart.

It was a giant sandy finger shoved up the nostril of a giant sandy nose.

Just what the beach needed in terms of scenery to put cheer into the weary hearts of the academy residents!

[rivalkidneypunch]

How do you know when a work you've created is art? Not just art, but art art. Thought-provoking, evocative, deep, contributing to the cultural progression and enrichment of society? Truly, these are the questions one must ask oneself when undergoing the creative process, but the onus falls just as heavily onto the viewer. For what is art, if not subjective? Critical analysis and personal meaning are the sphere of those who behold it just as much as those who invest their love and skill into crafting something from nothingness.

So, y'know, keeping all that in mind, here's some kinda dragon man checking out a giant rendition of nose-picking.

"What do you call that?" He asked, gazing up at Mona's most magnificent masterpiece.

[ihateplumbers]

Turtles are wont to sun themselves near waterfronts. This is an established fact of reality -- a truth known to any who claim a kinship with the world of shelled reptiles. As such, it should come as no surprise that the largest turtle at school is at the beach, sunning himself.

That largest turtle is Bowser Koopa XIV. And he's lying on the beach. With probably some lesser being serving him chilled grapes while he lounges. Yeah, there's totally some loser turtle standing there and feeding him frozen grapes. Each one a succulent delight, so crisp and cool and refreshing, like a beautiful vision of summer and joy contained within each bursting orb.

Just a Man and his... Dog.

[golonghorns]

It may surprise you to learn that Joel wasn't the sort of man to really engage in festivities.

He was making something of an effort here and there but for the most part, you can find him wandering the beach from one end to the other, picking up bits and pieces of this and that and flinging it into the ocean - rocks, shells, little bits of wood. There's a goofy little creature following at his heels. A thing that looks like a beast of nightmare, with its snake head and tail and low-slung coyote body. It apparently has no interest in playing fetch as any wood thrown for it is entirely ignored. It just rattles at things sometimes.

But anyway, Joel isn't really dressed for the occasion, opting for a white T'shirt and jeans and boots and no sunscreen. Feel free to interrupt his wandering brooding at any time for any reason.

Ukulele time, c'mon grab your friends...!

[punchtheflute]

Did you know that the beach is literally the best place to play your Ukulele?

Because it's true. Go ahead and write that down so you don't forget! Find a pen and paper. I'll wait.

Sonny was sat with his back against a rock, strumming away at his instrument of boundless joy. Would you like to request a song? Maybe listen to something already in progress? Dance away your cares while this portly music man strums strings to excite and amaze? You can do it all!

....alternatively he could also be found to be napping against that self same rock just soaking up the sunshine. Thank goodness for sunscreen or this guy would look like a blue-fuzzed tomato.

[feelings_of]

Mesprit sensed a noticeable amount of joy in her classmates and it all seemed to be coming from the ones at the beach. She cheerfully flew around zigging and zagging in between beach umbrellas until she heard the familiar sound of ukulele strings.

FWOOSH OH HI SONNY MOE HAVE A MESPRIT.

"HI, SONNY MOE!! YOU'RE PLAYING YOUR LITTLE INSTRUMENT AGAIN!! IT SOUNDS REALLY NICE!!" she yelled in excitement.

[awakeningwill]

Zero wasn't a beach person. If asked, he wouldn't even be able to tell you what exactly it was that people did at the beach for fun. Though if you subtracted 'at the beach' from that sentence, it'd still be true. Regardless, there was only one real reason he was here: he had his hoverbike, and he was going to scout around the coast for a few miles. See if anything else was affected.

Even Zero knew it was way too dangerous to go walking too deep into the ocean without support. Considering the creature they found in the lake, the number of potential monsters lurking in the deep waters was uncountable. Besides... he'd been on edge lately. And he was secretly hoping that a ride could help clear his head.

[blazebottom]

Someone caught sight of the bot in red and she had been meaning to talk to him since the lake. She dind't know if she'd catch his attention, but he waved at him as he took his ride. Maybe he'll stop, maybe he'll wave, maybe he'll keep on rolling. Whatever the case, she'll try.

[lovesthepain]

Harpuia may have been the poster child for "no fun allowed," but never let it be said he was the type to half-ass things. There weren't a lot of beach activities, admittedly, that he thought he was that well suited to -- swimming, suntanning, and ice cream were all varying degrees of incompatible with a robot -- but if nothing else, it was a chance to enjoy more of the nature he got to see so little of in his own time period.

He'd even made a token effort to be just a little bit more casual; though letting go of his armor (and therefore his jets) completely was a bit of a drastic step, and he didn't much want to go without his vest when he had a newly-replaced chestplate he still wanted to hide, Harpuia had at least shown up without a helmet. Baby steps, right?

[will_be_god]

There was something about this newcomer that drew Cyrus's attention. Was he a...robot? A cyborg? Or simply armored?

No sense in beating around the bush. "I do not believe we've met," he said as he approached. "My name is Cyrus. I am the ethics teacher here."

[rivalsolarbeam]

It had been a while since Bulba had properly been to a beach. On one hand, things just always seemed too busy to go tag along when others went. On the other much more embarrassing hand, he had to admit to himself that there was still a shred of wariness deep within him about the prospects of water beyond his control. It was just easier to pass on trips.

But the sun was bright and warm. And wary as he might have secretly been, he had a water type's lineage in his veins. It wasn't taking long for the rush of the surf dancing around his toes to warm him back up to the idea of sticking around.

It wouldn't be hard to find him. His sunny head stuck out anywhere, be it sunning sprawled out on the sand, running around the tiny breaks of waves or just. Really eyeballing some volleyballs.

[rivalappeared]

Turns out Green was having similar eerie feelings. Considering what the past few years had been like, between getting turned into multiple Pokemon and getting screwed over by Groudon and Kyogre, the landscape of the beach was no longer as comforting as it had once been. He found Bulba hanging around by the shore, and called out to him.

"Hey, remember that time I was an Ivysaur?"

[twotailedgenius]

[Even during a beach party, it'd be easy to find Tails tinkering with his inventions and the like, though sometimes he can be found taking a break and hanging out with friends. Today was going to be a good day. Hopefully.]

[will_be_god]

Tinkering you say. The sounds of machinery got Cyrus's attention. Given his history, he could perhaps provide input.

He'd had limited contact with Tails, if at all. He remembered seeing the boy around, anyway.

[babylonmechanic]

Wave would always be interested in taking time off of work. Jet always had plans for some heist or some caper, and sadly his plans rarely ever took them to the beach. She was eager for the break.

One might assume she'd be out tinkering on this holiday. But not this time. This time she'd decided to try something more physical. And so she sat on the beach, waxing a surfboard in preparation to go riding the waves.

[megabuster]

Rock loved being on the beach! It was so much fun before, he could only imagine how much fun it would be this time! He even brought his pets with him! He threw a frisbee for Rush to fetch, Beat fluttered around whistling happily, and Tango was... being a cat, curling up to nap.

[awakeningwill]

After spending perhaps a few minutes too long watching Rock playing with his robot pets on the beach, Zero drove over on his hoverbike and pulled it to a stop beside him.

"Rock." He glanced over at Rush, Beat and... he didn't know the cat's name, before looking back at his blue friend. "How are you?"

[magicdancer]

Shantae spent most of her life on the beach in Scuttle Town. And one of her favourite things to do while relaxing there? Sunbathing. So that's what she could often be found doing, relaxing on a reclining chair, catching some rays in an elegant bikini.

[moon_leaf]

Rio understood why people enjoyed the beach--the sight of the ocean alone, was wondrous. But right beyond the edge of his large umbrella there was just So. Much. Sun. Blinding, unyielding heat that spread as far as he was willing to look. Really, it all just made him incredibly sleepy.

So much so that as Rio sat curled up under a beach umbrella (and sporting an over-sized wicker hat; the most fashionable beach classic of course), he bobbed in and out of slumber.

[blazebottom]

And in the midst of his slumber, someone plopped right on down next to him in a skimpy bikini and stretching out under his umbrella. Probably taking half the damn blanket space too.

"Ain't it grand?" she said with a very happy grin, hands now propping her head behind her as she now lay besides him.

[fightingfeffers]

At the edge of the beach, someone rather unfamiliar looking might be spotted. Unfamiliar, because he's not sporting the big, bulky armor that he has worn every single day, save prom. Unless you get close and happen to notice the markings on his face, it's entirely possible you won't recognize Fefnir at all, when all he's wearing is a pair of magenta swimming trunks.

Not that he seems to be doing much swimming. No, Fefnir's just pacing around the beach mostly, and looking extremely uncomfortable. He might go ankle deep in the water occasionally, feeling the waves for a moment or two, but then he just goes right back to pacing the beach.

[awakeningwill]

If Zero hadn't seen Fefnir unarmoued before, he definitely wouldn't have recognized him. Especially not in swim trunks... swim trunks?

Zero pulled over his bike just to stare. A lot. He couldn't even form words yet, he was just so confused.

[lovesclearlakes]

Hey look! Is that a dolphin in the ocean? Jumping in and out of the waters? Look closely, it's our friendly neighborhood Vaporeon!

Today's a beautiful day and Chiyo's making the best of it. She's swimming to her heart's content, so feel free to join in and play with her. Or, if you're drowning or feeling a bit down, allow her to help you up and lift your spirits (or yourself out of the water).