Temba Beach Party!

[beholding_archivist]

WHO: EVERYONE!!
WHERE: Temba Beach
WHAT: BEACH PARTY TIME!!
WHEN: noooooooow
Notes: Mix & Match the prompts as desired. Any format goes!
WARNINGS: Pride Birbs. It's Pride month. So. PRIDE BIRBS! Oh. And you may add your own warning labels to the respective threads, I suppose.



Isn't it amazing what people can achieve when several come together and pool their ideas and resources for a shared goal?

It certainly is in Jon's eyes, whose innate lack of creativity originally has gone as far as bringing some blankets to the beach and hoping for a good mood. What has ended up being set up on the bluish, almost purple sand of the beach is far beyond anything he would have imagined and he won't deny being glad he has reached out over the network with his little suggestion.

Of Barbecues, Grills and other Beverages

Do you remember Cobb asking for a grill to be made for him? Right. That grill can be found at the party. Kyle has offered to prepare burgers to be grilled along with whatever meat selection the diner has to offer and Clarice is the person to thank for the home made ice pops, created from native fruits such as glueberries and mangourd. Of course these are kept fresh under a parasol and in an insulated box mostly buried into the sun. That's how the majority of the drinks offered at this party are being kept cool as well.

If you want to catch one of those fat green lobsters roaming the beach as well and toss it onto the grill, you sure can try.

INTO THE OCEAN!!

You better bring your swimwear, because jumping into the water is an option. No actually dangerous creatures are this close to the shore, making swimming or potential swimming lessons very much possible.

Tony also ensured there is a little kiddie pool for the babies. And Cobb.

Someone brought an inflatable Eyeball?

Before anyone asks, it wasn't Jon. But it's there. An inflatable eye beach ball.

Any questions? Yes? Good.

Lounging in the Shade & Music

Parasols, blankets and a guitar borrowed from Cayde's bar. Sit down, relax, chat. And if you know how to play this instrument, you're very welcome to do so.

Let there be BIRBS

Have you wondered yet why those birds are in the banner for this party? It's because they are here.

At first they linger in the trees near the beach, watching and squawking and being colorful parrots. As a little time passes, they leave the safety of their trees and start coming over, sitting on parasols, hopping curiously between this oddly large amount of people gathering at their beach and in all likelihood attempting to steal a snack or two.

But if you pay close attention, you can also observe them swooping down at the nearby lobsters, easily picking them up and carry them back into the nearby forest. Apparently these birds aren't just colorful and curious they also hunt lobsters. Who could have known...

Don't forget the Caves

Actually not far from our little party waits the entrance to the caves. Take a wrong turn in them and you will find yourself in a large chamber filled with those energy crystals that make all your technology glow and go insane or result in your powers to fluctuate greatly. Take the right turn, and you find yourself at those mysterious hot springs only few know about.

To be fair, the actual party is at the beach, but who knows when the need for some privacy arises.

When it gets Dark we gather around the Rainbow Colored Fire Pit

While set up at the edge of the gathering, the fire pit Tony and Cayde have set up to have a bonfire in easily is one of the center pieces of the party. Benches and seats either brought over from Temba or crafted from different material are set up around it and once the sun begins to set and the bonfire gets lit along with the many torches set up around the party, the invitation to remain a little longer couldn't be clearer.

There's more to it than just a cozy fire, a pleasant atmosphere and the company of friends. Next to the fire pit sits a small box. In that box, wrapped in plain tissue paper, are what at first glance are little more than lumps of wax. But mixed into this wax are different chemicals and tossing these into the pit will result in the fire burning with different colors or even sparkle. Way to set the mood and linger as the party winds down.

Due to health concerns Jon does not recommend cooking any food over the chemically altered flames, thank you.

Comments

[puddledancer]

"Fake flag sounds real good, actually. What if we just take one of those rags off the grill over there and squirt it a bunch? That'd turn it plenty red."

He shook Tony's hand enthusiastically, before letting go to gesture to Cobb's grill station. That hesitation was becoming frustratingly familiar: it was easier to get it out of the way as soon as possible.

"But hey - you've met some other me? You wouldn't be the first person here. You know anyone named Bucky, Nat, or Lauri-Ell before you got here?"

[in_extremis]

This was now officially an infiltration mission, Tony accepted with a short nod, and gestured for Peter to follow along the wide circle Tony made toward Cobb's highly dangerous post in no man's land, sticking along the treeline as far as they could. "Something like that," he admitted, though he still wasn't entirely convinced this was a different dimension's Star-Lord, just shared a not uncommon name, until that list of notable figures that Peter produced. Tony slowed his stalking toward their target to admit, "I know Nat, though..." Maybe that was a little complicated. "The other two, they knew me, but I had never met them. Lauri-Ell thinks she's from my future, and Bucky said he'd been there all along." They had a lot of vertices to work from, was the point. "As far as possibilities go, you might be my grandmother. I know a Peter Quill, though. Goes by the name Star-Lord, and has a ship that he talks to and I'm pretty sure its romantic."

[puddledancer]

He crouched down low, no stranger to sneaking around thanks to his tenure as a Ravager. "Yeah, I go by Star-Lord, too," he said, keeping his voice low. Near the treeline, there was a forked piece of brush that had fallen, and he picked it up, intent on using it to grab the rag from a slightly safer distance. "And I did love the Milano while I had her, but definitely not like that. Maybe you are from the same place as Lauri-Ell. She knows a different me, too. Guess I helped her people out, once, or something."