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

[kyley_b]

"Okay, yeah, I wouldn't grab him," Kyle assures her.

Kyle keeps his eyes on the wolf, thank you very much. He gets out of the water and olds out a hand, thinking maybe wolves like to sniff like dogs do.

"Hey, dude," he says softly. "Wow. You're really big."

[holtfinder]

The wolf's ears are perked, and as he approaches, his tail offers a couple slow wags. He's definitely not a dog, but to one familiar with their body language, he seems alert-but-calm, taking in the sights of the beach before walking right over to Kyle to do a proper sniffity-sniff, not just of his hand, but all of him.

"You ought to be able to touch him without problems." Moonshade's brushing lightly against the wolf's mind, communicating that Kyle's a friend.

[kyley_b]

"Okay," Kyle replies. Gently, very gently, he pets the wolf.

"Oh man. My best friend would LOVE this. He's in wildlife conservation."

[holtfinder]

"What's wildlife conservation?" The humans in her world are advanced to the medieval era at best. Conservation isn't even a conversation that's happening among them. And the elves already live in harmony with their environment to some degree.

[kyley_b]

"Oh! Sorry. It's when people work to keep animals from being endangered by dumb human shit."

He gives her an apologetic look. "We're pretty shitty to the environment, I'm afraid."

[holtfinder]

"Sounds about right for humans. But...your best friend is trying to work against that? Good."

Moonshade pats Steadypaw's rear lightly.

"I've met a few good humans, even on my world. Our tribe ended up raising a human girl who defied her parents to save our chief's wife and was cast out of her village. It's not how we've done things traditionally, but we couldn't leave her. I think...perhaps if you were one of the humans we'd met, we'd have gotten along with you, as well."

[kyley_b]

"Yeah. He loves animals."

He smiles and ruffles the wolf's fur before standing up. "That's really kind if you. On both counts."

[holtfinder]

As he ruffles the wolf's fur, Moonshade reaches out and almost teasingly pats Kyle's curls.

"As do you, clearly."

[kyley_b]

He's still keeping his eyes well above the collarbone level, but he blushes anyway. He really hates his hair.

"I mean, yeah. I still eat em, though. Even ones I'm not really supposed to."

[holtfinder]

"There's animals you're not supposed to eat? Like which?"

Moonshade supposes that venomous snakes aren't the safest, if you don't know how to butcher them, and she'd never eat one of the tainted magical hybrids left behind by befouled magic, but beyond that, she doesn't really have any taboos when it comes to eating animals. Meat is meat is meat. If you kill an animal, you eat it and use as much of its body as possible. This philosophy yields one of the greatest insults that the more feral elf tribes have: wasted meat, because you can't eat the flesh of an elf if you slay them.

[kyley_b]

He shrugs. "Uhm. Well. Most people can eat whatever they want, it's just like... in some religions there's stuff that's on a cosmic Don't Eat That list. So like... pigs and shellfish and stuff. But I do it anyway, because I figure that's the least of God's problems."

Also he really likes cheeseburgers.

[holtfinder]

"Pigs? You mean the mockery you humans have made of boars?" There's some amusement in the question. "But...I don't understand why you wouldn't eat something that's not harmful to you."

Religion is, unfortunately, an utter null signal. The closest thing to a god Moonshade recognizes are the Firstcomers, and she's met one of them firsthand.

[kyley_b]

Kyle laughs and nods. "Yeah, those. Uhm, well, one school of thought is that back in the day it was honestly sort of a poison prevention thing, like people didn't know how to cook that shirt properly so it made them sick? So you just go, 'hey God said not to eat that stuff, it's nasty.' I mean some people just think God LITERALLY thinks those foods are unclean, so. Depends on who you ask." He shrugs. "I don't worry much about it, personally."