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CUDDLE CITY ● MOD TEAM ([personal profile] cuddlemods) wrote in [community profile] cuddlecity2017-09-08 10:14 am

EVENT: LIFE'S A BEACH

EVENT: LIFE'S A BEACH


Is it hot in here, cuddlers, or is it just us? No, it's definitely hot — the end of summer is here, and a few miles out from the city, on the beach, the scene is set: if you’ve been able to follow’s Baby’s clues, they led you here.

The dress code is — surprise, surprise — beachwear, but do think of bringing some layers to cover up these beautiful bikinis and all, because the night could get a little chilly if you stray too far from that bonfire. And, of course, if you don’t want to be that exposed, it’s not like the dress code is a mandatory thing, either. (Just don't be surprised if you hear a few disappointed groans from the audience if you come all covered up.)

The first thing that can be seen is a BAR, with a large poster advertising CriminALES at its front. Like any good beach bar, beers and cocktails with tiny little umbrellas in them can be obtained for a small price — or for free, if you're suave enough to impress the bartender on duty. Nearby, SNACK TABLES feature a veritable buffet of edibles, ranging from chips to brownies to crudites and dips (all courtesy of Kimberly and Clary, thank you!). However, if you felt like bringing your own food and alcohol to the party, you won’t be turned away.

Further down the beach, dry wood has been piled up in what looks like an imminent BONFIRE; if you're a little too delicate to rest on the sand, don't worry — there are plenty of bean bags, cushions, and blankets. Feel free to cuddle up to someone familiar, or maybe a new friend, and enjoy the roaring fire once the sun sets.

Beyond the obvious entertainment of the sun, surf, and sand, your party planners have gone to great lengths to ensure everyone is ready to have a great time. Near the bar, inflated beach balls and other toys are strewn around, and the beach's VOLLEYBALL COURT is no stranger to a game or two. As the night goes on, there just might be a few DRINKING GAMES started — "spin the bottle", anyone?

Of course, a party hosted by Baby himself wouldn't be the same without the all-important KILLER TUNES. Nestled directly to the side of the seating area, a makeshift DJ booth flanked by tiki torches serves as the beating heart of the party, and marks the start of a large square expanse of sand, a DIY DANCE FLOOR cordoned off by a large speaker in each of the four corners, all connected by links of colorful bunting.

As promised, the MUSIC will be blasting until the morning, ranging from massive party tunes (no, but seriously) to romantic ballads for those who feel like a slow dance. There are also, strewn around, some serious dancing jams because what’s a party without some exquisitely cheesy songs? Later on, when there is less dancing and more lounging around, quieter, softer classics will be put on as background music. Feel free to MAKE A REQUEST (or ten), or even steal the mic and sing a little song yourself!

Come on down, Cadelle, and give the summer one last hurrah before it goes away. As the unimitable Ella Fitzgerald would say, "it's summertime, and the livin' is easy."



The mod team is so excited to post our first PLAYER-HOSTED EVENT! If your character has the desire to host an event of some kind, be it a party, a grand opening for their business, or something else all together, please don't hesitate to let us know via our EVENT SUGGESTIONS POST!

For help with this, or for any other concerns, please feel free to reach out to us via our GENERAL INBOX (or SCREENED INBOX, if you prefer). Have fun, cuddlers, and don't forget your SPF!

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jace herondale; open

[personal profile] obdurates 2017-09-13 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
↪ volleyball / i'm the man, come round
( anyone that knew him wouldn’t be surprised; a competitive nature, instilled and fostered from a young age, had thus far been unable to present itself. two posts dug into the sand, net stretching between, aimed to fix that. needing to be the best swam through his veins; valentine’s psyche shaping influence at hand. excellence or suffering. no middle ground. leaving said baggage behind didn’t come easily. the ‘win at all costs’ mentality relegated towards some rarely visited section of his mind; not banished altogether, but kept at bay, unable to grate on jace’s sanity.

beads of perspiration dotted the expanse of his chest; following dark swirling lines of runes, and contours of muscle. simple boardshorts marked jace’s attire for the game; a lingering feeling of being out of place had yet to subside. fun wasn’t a foreign concept; others from home were aware of his ‘bookclub’...those things didn’t take place in this kind of setting. eyebrows knitting together, his toes sunk further, enjoying the warmth of the sand between them before exhaling sharply. just close your eyes and jump; the jace herondale motto.

stepping onto the golden court, he plucks the ball from its resting spot, tossing it between hands. knowing the basic rules was good enough; confidence in his natural (strike that: angel blood wasn’t natural) athleticism to carry him through might prove a downfall later. edges of his mouth drawing into a smirk, thoughts from earlier lay forgotten, anticipation of victory already thrumming wildly )


We doing this or not? Last chance to back out and save yourself the pain of losing. ( antagonistic words? sure; but they were playful )

↪ bonfire / blonde hair blowin' in the summer wind
( clary’s persuasive efforts; the contributing factor in his attendance. since receiving his first rune, and before then if valentine’s ‘tests’ were counted, how many threats jace faced were innumerable. vampires. lesser demons. circle members. shapeshifters. pit any of them against him and the best defense immediately sprang to mind. no such luck when it came to a certain redhead’s excitement; one look, eyes bright, smiling irresistibly, and he was defeated. utterly and effectively conquered. thankfully it was a power she wielded with responsibility.

despite initial trepidation upon their arrival, jace was now a portrait in relaxation, spread out over a blanket, though in truth, he looked more like a cat sunning itself on a rock. to his left the coconut shell had been drained of its alcoholic contents; he was genuinely happy. things weren’t perfect. glancing at the parabatai rune on his side would remind of how much he missed alec; an emptiness, never quite leaving, but it wasn’t enough to detract from his mood in that moment. did mundanes feel like this most of the time? oblivious to the shadow world. free to just exist.

the fire crackled; devouring more of the wood. how long had his eyes been closed? a tingling sensation crept up the length of spine; not unpleasant, more an awareness of someone nearby. licking his lips, able to still taste the salt of the ocean there, he didn’t yet look to see who it was. )


Going to sit down? Or just admiring the view? ( of course, he would be referring to himself, not the bonfire)