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!
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Have fun, cuddlers, and don't forget your SPF! |
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I am SO SORRY I lost this notif
I would say the same from where I come from--or at least the society I reside in.
[He's sure there are people who enjoy the beaches and 'fun' areas of some planets, but he isn't one of them, and neither are any of the First Order. There is too much to do; it would be a distraction.]
I don't know; it hasn't happened since I've been here, but I've only been here a month or so. But 'naked and stupid' is a very good way to put it. I would say that 'stupid' is how people get here more often than not.
[He shakes his head, scoffing a bit.]
Though I've been told repeatedly that my attitude is going to get me nowhere, here.
[ooc: if you want to drop the thread I understand, but yeah I totally lost this notif--I apologize profusely.]
all good! I'm keen to continue if you are!
[Here Vasquez had been somewhat hopeful that maybe, just maybe, he would start to understand how things worked and then he could feel comfortable in this place that is offering to him safety. Instead, people are half-naked and he's not nearly drunk enough, though he is appreciating it as he looks at it.]
Attitude? You don't seem so bad to me.
[Then again, given the company Vasquez tends to keep, that's not saying much.]
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Still, he has to give a tiny smirk and a tilt of his head at Vasquez's words.]
Well, see, that just means you have good taste. Can't help if others leaves something to be desired. You are clearly a man who knows how to dress-something that already sets you apart.
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[That's something for private time behind closed doors, as far as he's concerned. Truthfully, even then, it depends. There have been whores and ranch hands he's known where he barely even takes off his clothes so much as shoves them out of the way, but he would never do that in public.]
So, is that all people do here in the future? Take off their clothes, act like fools?
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[The only bright color Hux has ever liked was red. And that needed to be paired with other muted colors.]
...I don't know of this future, but where I come from, where things are highly advanced--this is a rarity. There are pleasure planets, clubs where people are...more..uncooth, but in my circle this is not something we would ever see.
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You're not dressed so bad either. Again, nothing too bright. It's a good relief, after some of the things.
[This is said with a lazy flick of his wrist in a gesture towards some of the rest of the party, though he arches his brow at the idea of a whole pleasure club.]
Where I come from, you just go to a brothel and fuck a whore. Easy as that.
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He has to laugh a bit at the straight forwardness of the man; he doesn't mince about, does it?]
Well, that is one way, I suppose--and it can be done in my Galaxy, depending on what planet you go to. There are simply more choices on what to do with your time; some of us never have much time for anything but work.
Free time like this place has allowed is...not something I am quite used to.
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[Maybe he's being a little forward and crude, but that's generally how things get when he's around other men, he doesn't care about politeness, and he's been drinking. Is this more English bullshit? This is why he hates the damn language that's too complicated.]
Free time was all I had. I'd rather have something to do, but I don't know how to search for it.
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Some people here call it a Universe, but I think they are wrong. [He gestures upward.]
The stars in the sky, some have planets that circle around them, and those stars are gathered with other stars to form systems. Multiple systems what we know as the Galaxy--basically all of the known, and unknown, in Space.
[He tilts his head a bit, letting out a soft, lamentable sound.]
Frankly, it's easier to show you with my PADD, but I'm afraid I left it in my room.
[A beat.]
The question is, what do you like to do? [Frankly Hux has been looking into joining the police force, here.]
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What do you mean, what do I like to do? Personally? I never had the chance to enjoy myself. Too busy, running.
[Spending time with his family had been good; nice, even. There's no chance of him getting that here, though.]
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Yes, what you like to do, personally. We are not clones or androids--we have minds of our own, do we not? [Come now, Hux, don't be pedantic.]
Running from what? I mean--have you been running for your entire life?
[Hux thinks the man might be exaggerating.]
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[He thinks about what he'd liked before, but it all seems so far away and out of reach, worse now because he doesn't have his family or any of the people he would've wanted to do those things with. Build a farm, build a life, maybe even have his own family one day. No more.]
Can't shoot as much as I want to here. They made me get a permit for my guns, with a warning not to use them.
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It was hard to feel lonely if one always kept busy.
At the mention of weapons, though, Hux perks up.]
Ah--yes, I received one of those for mine, as well. There is a nice wooded area, though, where I have set up some targets. I go out there when I wish to shoot with impunity. Perhaps you would care to join me, some time?
[Inviting a stranger to shoot with him? Nope, not a sign of loneliness.]
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I can get new bullets, maybe stock up so we can take things out and shoot targets. Maybe even have a competition?
[ He should settle for just getting the chance to shoot, not to show off, but apparently he can't remove himself from the needs of showmanship. ]
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I'd like that; though I confess I'm best at long ranges, rather than at short--I spent time as a sniper before moving up in the ranks.
[Still, he likes the idea.]
Perhaps we can even compare weapons at some point. I confess I've never fired a weapon with a 'bullet'.
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More to the point, where's the fun in it? Half of what Vasquez loves about his guns is seeing the hole his bullet makes, especially when it's something he really doesn't like on the other side of the gun.
[Grinning, he nods enthusiastically, happily taken by the idea.]
Bring some cigarettes, some alcohol, you've got a deal.
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I can do both, actually.
[He's actually looking forward to his; and showing exactly what a blaster can do--no bullets needed.]
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[How can it be, if he's not being pursued by hunters and he doesn't have to watch over his shoulder always? Maybe, just maybe, it's halfway good.]
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