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

[beholding_archivist]

"Used to be." Jon nods. "Until I left them into my world." Starting a bit of an apocalypse.

"Then they were released from my Earth and into the multiverse, to possibly other unsuspecting worlds."

[kyley_b]

Well.

"I mean. It's not like you did that on purpose, right? So, I mean. It sucks and all, but..." Kyle shrugs. "And if I'm following, they're still kinda fucked in terms of only being able to take forms that people can imagine."

[beholding_archivist]

Jon can only shrug. "Let's hope that's the case. But- I can't see them. Wherever they are now." He can only speak for the Eye.

[kyley_b]

"Right." He falls silent, watching the fire, tossing another handful of wax onto it. It burns deep green.

"You do know you're like, the most existential guys ever, right Jon?"

[beholding_archivist]

"Fear is rather universal, yes..." Jon can't help the little sigh. "I would have welcomed it if there were powers from less dreadful areas to balance them out, but- There are none."

At least some worlds have super heroes.

[kyley_b]

"Well. I mean, there must be SOMEwhere. Tommy keeps saying that Billy is like... actually a god in some universe. He's pretty not evil."

He picks at a hangnail. "I'm not quite naïve enough to ask 'what about God-God, but that's also mostly because God is kind of an asshole, if you ask me. 'Hey you're the chosen people, go wander around for forty years.' You know? ...I think I saw him once, but that might have been mass hysteria, or something. He didn't look how you'd think."

[beholding_archivist]

Jon nods. "I am aware. But I am also only speaking for my version of Earth." Making assumptions about other worlds isn't something Jon would do.

"As far as gods go..." He trails off for a bit, then lets out the tiniest huff of a laugh. "I suppose for a while I was the closest my Earth had for an actual god."

[kyley_b]

"Yeah... I guess just like, you said they might have gotten out into the multiverse. So maybe somewhere they're getting their asses kicked."

Kyle throws his hands up, but he's grinning a little. "You guys are giving me a complex! Billy's a god, you're a god, all the Jedis are fuckin space wizards, there's an actual elf around..." He shakes his head. "I wake up back here and you guys can all kick my ass with a thought again."

[beholding_archivist]

"I actually would welcome that." The response is given with a small smirk. Jon indeed wouldn't mind the fears to actually be dealt with somewhere somehow for good.

The smirk morphs into a little shake of his head before he bows his head a little. "Having these powers is rather frustrating without any control over them."

[kyley_b]

"You gotta have hope, dude."

Kyle considers this. "Could you ask for help here? From Mr. Kenobi or the twins or somebody? I know it's not the same, but I assume all powers require similar mental disciplines in order to control em."

[beholding_archivist]

"I have spoken to them in the past. Before I was returned to my own world and- Well. I actually gained the control I needed." And he didn't even have to master any meditation techniques.

"It remains something I need to get fully used to, but I have more agency about what's going on in my head now. Which... Is nice."

[kyley_b]

"Well, then you're golden!" He claps his hands together as if that settles things. "So now life's gonna get a lot less frustrating. Well. In that regard, anyway."

[beholding_archivist]

Jon gives a tiny smirk at Kyle across the fire. "And I promise to not venture freely through your head."

[kyley_b]

"You probably wouldn't want to," he says, smiling as he taps his left temple. "There's some pretty fucked up stuff in here. YEARS of repression, Jon."

[beholding_archivist]

"Kyle, I'm a millennial. I could handle it." A simple shrug. "But it would be rude. And you're my friend."

[kyley_b]

Kyle shakes his head. "You probably could, but not because you're a millennial.

"You can if you need to, though, like if you need screwed up scary crap to live. You know that."

[beholding_archivist]

"Well, thank you for the offer." Jon can't help but chuckle. "Shouldn't come to that." They can hope.

[kyley_b]

Kyle has the most guileless smile. "Hey, that's what friends are for, right?

"And thanks. For putting this together. It's been kinda the best day."

[beholding_archivist]

Now this leaves Jon speechless for a moment, but he does recover quickly enough to settle in a somewhat flustered state. "I- I'm glad you had fun. I hardly did any of the work, though. That credit goes to everyone involved. But- I enjoyed it. And I'm happy everyone could get a break and just enjoy themselves."

[kyley_b]

"Dude, it was your idea. Nothing ever happens without an idea first."

He looks up. The thing about Temba he can't get used to is the stars above it. "Me too. It's easier to think we'll be okay when we're not freaking out."

[beholding_archivist]

Jon gives a small nod and doesn't comment any further. Instead, he follows Kyle's look upwards. "Hmm. We can all return to being stressed and worried tomorrow."