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

[hooliganstatus]

There's more meat here than Aeon has ever seen, and she's a little awed by it all. She hovers near the grill in her bikini, watching Kyle at work.

"How do you know when they're finished?"

She reaches out a finger, fully intending to poke one of those patties. Please stop her, she's dumb.

[kyley_b]

Does he whap her hand with an oven mitt? Yes. Yes he does. Nevermind how much it makes him look like his mom.

"Dude, that's totally unsanitary." He flips the burger. "And you just kinda squish the corner like this, see?" He does so. "See the juice that comes out? If it's red, it's not done yet. So this one needs just a bit more time."

[hooliganstatus]

She blinks at the admonishment, but when he speaks, she understands why, and tucks her hands penitently behind her back, peering in to watch him demonstrate.

"Interesting. Most of our protein at home came from eggs, or plant-based compounds." A bit like tofu, really, but pale blue. "Meat like this was ... rare." Aeon smiles at her own pun. "Only the wealthy could really afford it."

[kyley_b]

He groans. Puns aren't his favourite.

"Well, nobody wealthy here. You want one? You can have this one, it's almost done."

[hooliganstatus]

"I'd love one, thank you." She smiles, the impish part of her pleased by his annoyance. "I'm Aeon."

[kyley_b]

Kyle is fantastically easy to annoy.

"That's an awesome name. I'm just Kyle." He sets about putting her burger together. "So you're from some shitty planet with no burgers? Sorry about that."

[hooliganstatus]

"Thank you. I've never met a Kyle." She watches him assemble her supper with great interest, especially the way the cheese starts to melt the moment it hits the hot meat. Her stomach rumbles in anticipation.

"It's actually the Earth," she says. "Far in the future from when the other humans here are from. Bregna is the last city we know of, and it's surrounded by man-eating plants on one side, and barren wasteland on the other. It looks a little like the Agri ruins, actually."

[kyley_b]

Kyle drops the assembled burger on a plate and hands it over. He's enjoying himself, even if he periodically has flashbacks to his childhood.

"That sucks. I'm from Earth. A more boring one than some people's. I guess at least you're well suited to live here."

[hooliganstatus]

She instantly takes a bite, chewing while he talks, and lets out a little moan: partly of indulgence, and partly because it's still absolutely smoking hot. Her eyes widen and she instinctively fans at her mouth with one hand as though it'll actually do something. Chewing in that odd, specific way people do when they're trying not to burn their mouth, she finally swallows, and laughs.

"Only when it doesn't come to not burning my mouth on new food, apparently."

[kyley_b]

"Hey, we've all done that," he assures her. "It's like choking on your own spit: stupid, but somehow you keep managing to do it."

[hooliganstatus]

She had, indeed, done that too, and grinned at him. "Funny how we can all be so smart, but still capable of such dumb things. I know how to disarm or rewire fifteen different types of bombs but I'll still pull on a door that needs to be pushed to open."

[kyley_b]

That gets him laughing. "I mean, so long as you don't do it when you're running away from a bomb..."

He does a quick check on their food supplies, just in case he had to run to the greenhouse or the diner. Nope, everything was still good.

"You know, moments like this? It's not so bad being stuck here."

[hooliganstatus]

She probably has, is the thing...

"There's definitely a lot more available here than there was in Monica. And I'm not shot at every day, that's a nice bonus."

[kyley_b]

Kyle nods. "Uh, yeah, definite improvement that. This might sound really stupid, but do you find it boring? If you're used to going one hundred miles an hour all the time, you know?"

[hooliganstatus]

"Not yet." There was a tinge of laughter in her voice as she looked around the beach. "There's still so much to investigate. I wish there was a way to fix all those broken Data Points, I bet they were full of good information. Where I'm from, there was a faction of Monicans who called themselves the Hostesses ... they were obsessed with new technology. I think one of them would take one look at those points and lose her everlovin' miiiind."

[kyley_b]

"Did they all identify as women?" This seems interesting - the idea of some sort of future Amazons but entirely huge tech nerds.

cw: bdsm discussion

[hooliganstatus]

"They did," she said, smiling. "Hostesses used men as servants. At least, when I paid them a visit, it certainly seemed that way. One of the only men I saw was on his hands and knees carrying a tray of h'ors d'ouvres on his back. It was all very avant-garde with a splash of dominatrix. Their bondings weren't quite right, but I gave them points for trying."

cw: bdsm discussion

[kyley_b]

It's the last part that makes Kyle go a little pink - the implied knowledge of how things are done. Because let's face it - Aeon is hot as hell.

"Were the h'ors d'ouvres good?"

[hooliganstatus]

If he ever happened to ask, she'd be happy to show him for any reason he might want. Even where certain speedsters were concerned.

"The one I had was alright. Some sort of mousse and a thinly sliced group of vegetables. Nice and creamy. I should have asked what it was made of, but we were busy talking about the Custodians."

[kyley_b]

He'd have to see if he could get to second base first.

"Okay, that sounds ominous. What's that?"

[hooliganstatus]

She took another bite of her burger and made sure to chew and swallow it before she explained.

"Robots, designed by the Chairman of Bregna to help control dangerous criminals. He said it was for reform, but what he was really doing was taking over free will."

Aeon lifted up the waistband of her jacket to show him her navel. "They were thin, little wire skeletons with narrow heads. Surgically installed through here. Once inside a person, they could be remote controlled, make you do whatever someone wanted."

[kyley_b]

"That's horrible! That completely and utterly goes against the very idea rehabilitation... That's a disgusting violation of human rights, wow."

He looks at Aeon earnestly. "Obviously you didn't let him get away with it?"

/headcanoning past the end of the ep here

[hooliganstatus]

"Obviously. I had the remaining hostesses help me find and bomb the manufacturing facility."

After they'd verified for her that she really hadn't been implanted after all. It was a nice little head game Trevor had played with her, but she was pretty sure by the end he wasn't enjoying the show.

"I could tell you so many stories of the things Chairman Goodchild thinks is 'best' for his people." She rolled her eyes. "I'd been putting wrenches in his plans for years even before that."

one of my fave eps actually

[kyley_b]

"But you like him," Kyle said carefully. "Or at least, you've alluded to that, before."

same. 'man alive Goodchild you gimme the hinks' always makes me laugh

[hooliganstatus]

She gave a soft huff of a laugh. "Like so many things, it's complicated. He's very smart - clever. Handsome. We play games with each other, but I never hesitate to remind him what comes first. That he's making terrible decisions about ... well." A tiny smirk. "Everything but me."