PARTY LIKE A ROCK STAR

[dumpsterdives.livejournal.com]

Character(s): ERRYBODY (who signed up! ...or who wants to come, just tag in guys s'all good)

Location: UP IN HERE (aka the beach in Galbadia)

Rating: THROUGH THE ROOF (G to R)

Open/Closed/Finished: OPEN LIKE A MINIBAR

Summary: BEACH PARTY

Three days of sun, sand, and complete, unbridled fun--that was what Kiden had advertised, and she'd delivered. The slice of bright blue beach Nida had found for them stretched on one side into cliffs and a cove on the other, sheltered enough to be easily defensible but open enough not to make them targets. If they felt like exploring, well, the wildlife wasn't too much of a hassle, and apparently the jungle is lovely?

They had tents, food and drinks (lots of drinks) and plenty of other interesting things to last for the next three days--and Kiden, for one, was planning to make the most of it.

Comments

FRIDAY

[dumpsterdives.livejournal.com]

[ Hope you didn't get seasick on the plane ride! Who will have the first splash?

LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED ]

SATURDAY

[dumpsterdives.livejournal.com]

[ PARTY IN FULL SWING, DJ PLAY MY SONG, etc etc

Whoa, who brought baked goods?! Careful, Kiden's 'special' ones are mixed in with Megan's regular ones! ]

SUNDAY

[dumpsterdives.livejournal.com]

[ The day after. Get back on the plane, kids.

How hungover are you? Wake up next to anyone special--or not? And just what exactly's been going on for two days? You might have drank too much. ]

[hawkette]

[Stretches before putting on her shades as she heads to the beach. Kate's got a cover-up over her bikini (purple of course), a duffel bag over one shoulder and a beach bag over another, and she's ready for a weekend of hopefully fun and/or relaxation.]

dj booth

[tortileghostwriter]

[Laptop, check. Synthesizers, check. Turntables, check, even if he's still...learning to use those. Headphones, good to go. Soundcheck was all green on the speaker system. Time to slide on the shades and go.

Queueing up the first track, to start this off in a very big way.

Planisphère.]

[greeneyedmecha.livejournal.com]

[First thing Rikku does?

She drops her bags and goes straight for the ocean!]

all the booze. all of it.

[badasscopters.livejournal.com]

[Goose doesn't care for the baked goods.

He brought alcohol of all sorts. From light beer to strong scotch and even makings for fruity cocktails, he's got it all.

He's also sipping on some. Just one drink. Or two. Or a few.]

Re: FRIDAY

[subjuggloco.livejournal.com]

[Gamzee is here and setting up tents.

Okay, he's stuffing his face with pie. Then he's setting up tents.

Very slowly and very shoddily with towels and such. Go Gamzee.]

fireworks...?

[umathematic.livejournal.com]

[ It occurs to Gokudera as he's setting up that one title for his current arrangement is glorified party jockey. The thought sours in the twist of his mouth and he pauses to narrow his eyes at the sounds and brilliance over his shoulder.

But begrudging only lasts a moment. He tests the angled rockets on each rack and the fuses strung together, careful hands and without smokes for once. Hyper-aware of everything. Anybody who even wanders within seven feet of this space will be greeted with a growl approximating "step back, moron". ]

[tortileghostwriter]

[david kind of just grabs a tall bottle of something. he isn't particularly sure what it is.

but after the past couple of weeks, booze is welcome.

THE MORE HE DRINKS, THE MORE ILL HIS BEATS WILL BECOME

probably anyway]

[badasscopters.livejournal.com]

[SNORT. Well that was fast.]

Ain't you a little young for stout, kid?

[easilytriggered.livejournal.com]

[Decked out in a t-shirt, red board shorts, and a pair of shades, Zephyr surveys the scene spread out in front of him. Sure, Fisherman's Horizon had already been pretty damn impressive with all that water, but this?

This is fantastic.

Now then, where is he going to ditch his bags? Swimming might not be a great option, but that's not going to stop Zephyr from wading around in the water.]

[bookshrew.livejournal.com]

[Rose has carefully set herself up just above the tide line, where she can watch people be idiots with clarity yet remain dry. she's in a black cover-up and floppy black sunhat, and coupled with the purple beach umbrella she's huddled under looks very much like what a vampire would if vampires were classy and masochistic enough to go to the beach.

she has no intention of swimming, tanning, or moving from this spot for any reason. she has at least six books and is set. ready to watch people make themselves into fools, and do absolutely nothing fun herself

you know this is just a disaster waiting to happen.]

[greeneyedmecha.livejournal.com]

Zephyr!

[Rikku's waving at him. She's in the ocean, and is treading water]

Come on in!

fuck yeah, fireworks

[dumpsterdives.livejournal.com]

[ Watching him work, utterly fascinated by how single-minded he is. Not that he's even been a half-ass kind of person, but she's never seen him passionate. ]

[dumpsterdives.livejournal.com]

[ Bitch, you think you're hitting the water first?

THE RACE IS ON. ]

[greeneyedmecha.livejournal.com]

[Rikku spots Kiden and picks up the speed]

I'll beat you!

Re: FRIDAY

[one-part-saint.livejournal.com]

[This is probably why Zak's tent looks better, he wasn't stoned out of his gourd before he tried to put his tent up.]

Dude, are those even gonna stay standing?

[dumpsterdives.livejournal.com]

[ She wades up next to him, sporting a small bikini and a pleased grin. Not that Kiden doesn't generally carry an air of smug confidence, but there's something about popping a boy's beach cherry that's pretty damn satisfying. ]

What do you think?

[ The water swirls around her thighs; her own stuff has been ditched on the beach at the approximate spot she's decided to build her tent. ]

[one-part-saint.livejournal.com]

[First thing to do was set up his tent. That done, Zak has torn off his ratty grey t-shirt and launched himself at the water like a madman.

Yeah, he's kinda determined to forget everything and ENJOY HIMSELF DANGIT.]

[dumpsterdives.livejournal.com]

No way! I fucking got this!

[ RUN RUN RUN--

She hits the water with a squeal; it feels cool compared to the heat, but it's warm, as far as ocean temperatures go. ]

[greeneyedmecha.livejournal.com]

[Rikku hits the water about the same time and just keeps going until she can duck under.

She doesn't come right up, either.]

fff html.

[easilytriggered.livejournal.com]

[Zephyr waves back at Rikku.]

Gimme a sec.

[He goes to drop off his bags, leaving his shirt and shades with his stuff, before heading back to the water's edge. He wanders in until he's about waist deep and... stops.]

[easilytriggered.livejournal.com]

[Zephyr watches Zak head for the water, snorting a little.

Funny how it seems like the guy who's never been to a beach before is less enthusiastic than someone who clearly has.]

annoying, ain't it?

[greeneyedmecha.livejournal.com]

Come on! You can't swim in the shallow part of it!