Corsa
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Post by Corsa on Mar 12, 2017 3:06:27 GMT
[[3 PL]]
It was barely eleven in the morning and Corsa was not only out of bed but already out and ready for her day - a rarity in the best of times. Used to sleeping until noon, and even then not being out of bed until one, the girl had amazed her maid when the woman walked in on her already fully dressed, ready for her hair to be done and for them to get going. Even the girl's mother, usually unsurprised by anything her little angel could do, was shocked as Corsa ran through the house, sprinting up to her and giving the older woman a quick peck on the cheek, before shooting off like a rocket while shouting "ImleavingbyeseeyoutonightIwillbelatesodontwaitupforme." As she blurred through the house, into the yard, into a car, and then ordered it towards her destination. The house was silent for a time, after that sudden burst of energy, as everyone within it wondered - what could possibly be going on, to wake the spoiled doll of a teenager so early, and cause her to be so excited? There was a very simple answer, of course.
The clouds had parted, the sun was shining, the wind was blowing, and more than anything else - the sand was warm. It was now, the end of the dreaded season of winter, the end of the accursed prison of cold, of the time to hide indoors, of the need for sweaters, of the time for hot chocolate, of the boring movie marathons, and all the other accursed parts of winter. No, it was spring - and more than that, it was a warm spring day, the first of the year, the first day when one could be free, the first day when one could bask in the sun - the first day one could go to the beach! And so Corsa was ready, sunglasses sitting on her face, umbrella and beach towel in hand, her bathing suit covered by an easy to remove sun dress. She had been planning for this day for weeks, as soon as she knew it would be warm - and everything was going to be perfect. Sunscreen was on, her maid had the stereo, she had a nice book, and she was ready to look like a million dollars, to dazzle and amaze. So what could possibly have gone wrong, with plans like this, with all of it worked out, with this perfection of a day?
Everyone else had the same idea and was willing and able to get up and get to the beach earlier than her. Corsa's eyes grew animatedly huge and bug-like, as she stared over the beach - one umbrella, two umbrellas, ten umbrellas, eighty umbrellas, thousands of umbrellas as far as the eye could see, each one with figures beneath it, tens, hundreds of figures, who were sitting on the beach, enjoying the sun. She was sure that getting to the beach by twelve thirty would be plenty, but no, the early risers had beaten her. Each and every one of them looking happy as could be, looking so at peace, so pleased with themselves, and their early arrivals to the beach. Children laughed as they dropped their carefully prepared food into the sand and ate it regardless, men carried long wooden boards towards the water shirtless, shoeless, and heedless of the dangers within it, women allowed their skin to be fried by the rays of the sun all as if none of these things mattered. Just like it should be - because it was the first day they could be here, and it was the time to have fun in the sun, not worry about stupid things she might worry about on other days!
And so Corsa ran, laughing the whole time as she awkwardly held her beach going materials, slapping her side, her leg, and all over as she tried to avoid tripping and falling onto someone. She was a woman on a mission! A mission to party on the beach, like everyone should! But finding a spot was a mission on its own - it was like trying to find a needle in a haystack, or a Sayain willingly taking an anger management course. It took minutes of her rushing, to the point where she was panting, tired, out of breath, unable to run any longer, before she spotted a spot open enough for her, her maid, and the assortment that they had brought with them for their day out. Sweat drops dripped down her face, and she wiped them with an arm, steeling herself, preparing for her move, preparing for the victory of the day. Suddenly poised, she did not rush as she moved towards the spot, stepping over people's stuff, saying "Ooh, excuse me" and "Oops, sorry." and "Pardon me." and "Ack, did I hurt you I'm sorry." As she squeezed past person, after dog-person, after Namekian-person, after person. A large, open spot, one that wasn't surrounded by people, one with room for two, three, seven, ten - however many people, near the water, just close enough for the cool mists, yet far enough to rest without worry of towel washing away.
Only to lock eyes with another: a short woman, her own height, with dark skin and hair as black as night - as black as this woman's soul must have been. Carrying beach equipment, much like Corsa herself - and heading towards the open spot. Destiny was calling, destiny, and a chance to relax on the beach, and enjoy a day out. Tired as she was, the young Stokes manifested every bit of her energy, forcing herself far beyond where she should, sprinting towards the open spot, eyes locked on it, ignoring the existence of this other girl, this evil girl who clearly needed to be stopped, who needed to be defeated by Corsa herself. Her arms shifted, and she held her umbrella, the pole out like a spear, as she prepared, as she made her plan - watching the dark skinned girl just stared at her, not even moving, the race already won by Corsa, as she slammed her umbrella into the sand and raised her arms into the air, "I win!" She shouted loudly, looking over towards her maid, who gave her an emotionless nod, before looking back over to the other girl... only to see said girl walking away, loudly muttering about not wanting to sit next to such a weirdo. Corsa was victorious, but at what cost did she earn her position on this beach - she had won, but her pride hurt, it hurt more than one could imagine. And then her maid moved up to her setting the stereo and picnic basket down, reaching out to grab the beach towel wordlessly, and unfolding it in a swift motion.
Corsa forgot all her worries in that moment, as she looked up at the sun, and then down at the beach towel. Because honestly - what was of more worth, a fun day at the beach, or a little bit of pride? Pride was just silly - she was more than happy to just get a spot. Now, laying back and watching the open area around her, all she had to do was sit... and wait for someone interesting to show up, to complete the key part of a beach trip: finding a beach buddy.
Words: 1230 Notes: Beach time, come and have relaxed fun.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2017 9:10:28 GMT
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It never really mattered what day of the week it was for Hairy, his work carried on tirelessly, but bothered he was not. Bringing in the redhots amidst the world. Sure he enjoyed staying with in the boundaries of West City, but a case had dragged him out to the sandy shores of the Southern Islands.
A purse greaser of all things. None the less Hairy refused to allow such scum escape the eye of the law and avoid getting lead from his heater. Tarnishing his perfect, albeit short, track record was not anywhere near the top of his list of goals.
The tiny, almost toy sized police car skimmed across the pavement towards the beach side, stopping at a corner. Doors locked and revolver on his hip Hairy approached the sandy terrain before him, hundreds if not thousands of umbrellas stood their ground like an army of cloth and metal awaiting a war from the waves. Now to investigate the various individuals on the beech Hairy made his way for the waves, perhaps not the water itself, but close enough as is.
Corsa
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Post by Fan Reims on Mar 12, 2017 16:26:33 GMT
Fan sighed, he'd been looking at a map of sorts, attempting to find his way towards a certain island in order to search for something. Unfortunately, he'd gotten lost and ended up at a beach filled with hundreds of people. He stood out at the beach, particularly because of his bright blue hair and giant travelers backpack. "tch..... i dont even know where i am anymore..." he'd mutter, a slight look of irritation appearing on his face. he'd begin pacing back in forth in the beaches water, his legs knee deep as he tried to make out where he was on the map. ".... ALL THESE ISLANDS LOOK THE SAME!!!!" he'd yell frustratingly, crumbling up the paper before shoving it in his pack. he'd get a few weary looks from the surrounding people, causing a sigh to escape his lips. "-sighhhh..- whatever.... ill give up on this rumor for now" said fan, his arms crossed as he stared at the sea.
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WC - 160
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Brace
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Post by Brace on Mar 12, 2017 23:15:19 GMT
Current PL: 2,939 Form: Suppressed
--------- So far, life on Earth wasn't too bad. Sure, he didn't exactly have a place that he could call a permanent home on this planet yet, although, he was mostly hanging out around West City. Still, he decided it might not be a bad idea to explore around the planet further, especially considering the fact that he was going to be here for at least a while, and, if he didn't do his best to get to know it, he might not only have missed out on a chance to check out a new world that he had only just recently landed on, but, on various other opportunities as well. Opportunities that could benefit him and his goals in the future. As he flew over one of the islands, he looked down, and blinked. Wow, beaches really were popular on this planet, weren't they? He didn't know exactly why, it didn't seem like one of those places that were advertised as a vacation world, but, then again, some of the planet's native inhabitants probably enjoyed the beach heavily, and, possibly even some of those who were from offworld as well. And, to be perfectly honest, being on a beach beat some weak moron pointing a gun at him any day of the week. Landing infront of the beach, he was greeted by a tall, blonde human woman, who looked like she had quite a few towels. "Hello, there, sir! Today has recently been named national 'Beach Day' by our city's mayor! Would you care for a free towel to celebrate the occasion~?"He blinked a bit, looking heavily undecided on how he should go about this. Then- "...Alright, yeah, I'll take one." He chuckled a bit, letting her give him a blue towel. "After all, I could use a bit more of a relaxing type of day than usual~" He then took into the air again, although he was flying lower now, looking around for a spot. However, as he did so, a strong, odorous scent caught his nostrils. "UGhhhhhhh! Gods above, what in the fiefdoms is that stench?!" And, then, he heard someone yelling loudly, something about the islands all looking the same? Well, he didn't know about that, but, whatever. Shaking his head, he looked for a spot, until he saw one near the water! But, in the spot area, there appeared to be a rich-looking girl there already. How could he figure she was rich? Well, she did have what looked like some sort of servant. Ah, well, maybe he could ask if she was willing to let him lay in the same area as her? Landing about four feet away from her, the currently short Arcosian looked at the girl. "Um, excuse me, if you wouldn't mind me asking, could I set up nearby? The rest of the beach looks pretty crowded, and, trust me, I got an aerial view of it..."
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Post by Rebecca E. Dewitt on Mar 13, 2017 13:12:33 GMT
[Thread PL: 56,662] [Renegade Reactor x6P Active] [Current PL:339,972] [Pico "Panzer Ink" Lennon's PL: 13] (This is a future minion, but for now has negligible PL) NOTE! I WILL BE GOING BY THE NAME OF VIVIAN! Running down the side of the beach was a pink haired young adult, still in high school but enjoying his days off due to his connections with the BBA. Taking 'worker's leave' of sorts as he sort of works for the BBA, and the fact that he has won the lottery of sorts allowed him a wide range of things that he was able to do now, including going to the beach whenever he felt like it. And this was one such day, as the weather was perfect. Sneaking off from his home, the pink haired doof made his way to the beach in a different get up than usual, trading in his jumpsuit for a nice button-up Hawaiian Southern Islands shirt with very colorful patterns, a nice pair of black swimming shorts with pink trims, cyan and yellow flip flops, and a pair of garish looking sunglasses that were nothing but the shades, and decorated in a checkerboard like manner with many different colors. Making his way to the beach, he woke up rather early and made it to the beach quite early, making it there with the early risers. And since he arrived, he had been checking out the sights of the beach, checking out the accursedly beautiful ocean. He had already laid claim to a spot long before others arrived, rather happy that he got the best spot on the whole beach. Though, he had fallen asleep for a good couple of hours, waking up to find the beach was crowded, and that the spot he was at was right between the largest men possible. Cringing from the scent, Panzer picked himself right on up and sprinted down the beach, passing a really moody skank and past an obscenely horrible scent, rivaling that of two fat obese men on the beach, After walking a good five minutes, the pink haired doof carrying a water gun had spotted an alien lizard person talking to... Oh my god what a cutie. Blushing a little as he gazed at the person who looked only a year or two younger than him, he sauntered his way over, overhearing the conversation about having a spot on the beach. With a very toothy grin, his shark teeth showing as he was a half-shark zoan, Panzer would introduce himself. "Heeeey, I didn't know cute things like you came to the beach. Like, you have the perfect complexion, so much so that I doubt that you really need a reason to hang out at the beach... Unless... Ooooh, you're here lookin' for some fun. Well, my name is Panzer, and if you're lookin' for some fun, how about we g-"A plastic orb of water slammed straight into Panzer's face at a high velocity, causing him to practically torpedo down to the ground head first, the water balloon's contents splattered open, completely soaking others in a blast of plastic rubber and water. A loud cackle could be heard throughout the beach, as a ginger haired android walked upon the scene. Her hair being rather short, though her most distinct feature were her pure black eye screens. Her other most notable feature were her tube like thin metallic arms, which stemmed from steel spheres where her shoulders would be. And in her hands were a couple water balloons, as she figured out what Panzer was doing, so she followed him all he way here. Aside from her normal outfit, she opted for a rather fitting bikini for someone of her body shape. In fact, it matched a really good hue of violet, as her two piece outfit covered her bits in a great way. "PANZIE, YOU SHOULD ALWAYS WATCH OUT INSTEAD OF CHATTING UP WITH HE PRETTIEST GIRLS YA SEE! I HEARD THE SECOND WAVE IS COMING, AND IT'S COMIN' IN HOOOOOOT" Goading her friend over what she was doing, Panzer still stuck in the sand from the initial impact, Vivian launched a another water balloon from her hand, getting bumped by a passing beach goer. Her water balloon veered off course, aiming to land right on Corsa's face.
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Brace
Newcomer
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Post by Brace on Apr 2, 2017 3:39:21 GMT
Alright, so, should we continue this thread even without Corsa, or just go for grading and rewards now?
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