The SereniTREE on Rukus, Pleasure Planet of the Cozen Cluster
POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Sunday, March 20, 2005 21:04
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Originally posted by TheRealMe:
Dammit, Ebo! If you can't be any nicer than that, then I will lead the next mutiny!
What was that? Having to choose between ebo and TRM? *Smoke starts coming from her ears along with the simultaneous sounds of a hamster's wheel turning and metal grinding.* Can't....be...done. My brain hurts!
*Goes back to building sandcastles with SimonWho.*
Packer fans welcome.
All others tolerated.
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Originally posted by TheRealMe:
Rat! Here, have a root beer.
Why thank you son! Oh, by the way I found a new one yesterday, "SOHO Natural"!....It's made by Arizona Beverage Co.
-Ratboy
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Oh. Well, I guess I'll have one, too.
The Real Me, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree
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Don't be jealous TRM, I'm just sharing the room number with Malicious, not the actual room itself.
Look, come up to my room and see. There's nothing here to hide.
*opens door to his room*
*shuts door quickly*
Yes, yes, nothing there. Take my word for it. Come on, back to the beach, yes. No, we don't need to look inside my room. The beach, quickly now. I've already built two whomping big towers and if I don't get back before Rat's besieging whims return, they'll be flat before you know it.
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**Static kisses his beloved tenderly and leads her further out into the waves and they spend a good while enjoying the perfect temperature of the water and the gentleness of the waves, and each other's company where it won't offend anyone. They swim and frolic until they realize they're getting tired, and decide to body-surf their way back in.
Static and TWG run to the spot on the beach where they'd left their things and dry off quickly. Static thinks aloud...*
"You know. . .I need to scare up some firewood or somesuch."
**This being a pleasure planet of Cozen's design, a large wave breaks upon the shore, running up near Static's feet. When the water recedes, Static notices that a large ammount of driftwood has been deposited.
Dry driftwood. Wow.
Static quickly builds a fire and he and TWG are snuggled by it, sharing a blanket and snuggling (once again, picture Zoe & Wash from 'Our Mrs Reynolds'), inviting their friends to come join when they have tired of the other amusements. There's a tub full of ice, and bottles every brand of root beer imaginable. . .a keg of Guiness, for those so inclined. . .a grill nearby, with coals already hot. . .
Static kisses his beloved once more.**
In the mood for a party?
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* The Real Me gets only a slight peek inside SimonWho's room. *
??
Are you having a party, or...
!!
Goodness, SimonWho! How many clones do you need?
The Real Me, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree
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*a water-logged jake7 stumbles, weary, back to the bio'lake to sit by the fire and relax.*
Man! I'm beat! This fire sure is nice to warm up with! After so much time in the warm water of the slides, it seems cold...
*teeth chattering, she finds that a thermos of hot cocoa was thoughfully provided by the staff next to the tub of ice. She lays back on the backjack chair and sips her cocoa, gazing at the sunsets.*
Man, this is the life!
Anyone up for a game of pool later? If not pool, I noticed there was a game room with all kinds of games.
TRM, it looks like they have a version of your Whack-a-Fox-Exec game!
Maybe some Skee-Ball?
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MAL: Everybody's makin' a fuss.
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Originally posted by Static:
In the mood for a party?
We need some music, it's not a beach party until someone's strumming a guitar. *twg looks around for the fireflies' guitar player* Oh yeah, Ebo's otherwise occupied right now.
*twg fondly remembers her last beach party, Huntington '93...wandering off to the lifeguard stand and, um, stopping that memory now.*
This is perfect. *twg places a soft kiss on her beloved's cheek*
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Can we not revel in our cyber-love?
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*shows up with Skywarp, his computer, and sets up the 5.1 surround speakers in a largish perimeter, cranks the musak.*
That should do, I think.
*plops, carefully, in a beach chair after grabs a pint*
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Okay, essential elements for a beach party:
Music - check
Fire - check
Hippy chick - check
Beach ball - check
Food - ...
Ah, okay, beach food. Sandwichs, obviously. Did you know that they were named after the Earl of Sandwich? You did? Really? Huh.
What other foods would be good for looking incredibly tasty on the outside but concealing a raft of sand within?
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