paixaorpg | It's a Cool Pool Party! [Completed]

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It's a Cool Pool Party! [Completed]

Character(s): Everyone! Come on down~
Content: Urd throws a pool party at Jogo da Crianca for everyone to enjoy.
Setting: Jogo da Crianca pool!
Time: Noon until night.
Warnings: Probably none. Maybe blatant fanservice of all the sexy (and not so sexy) characters.

It's been too long since the citizens of Paixao made use of the fairly impressive pool at the park. Like all of the landscaping and architecture of the city, the pool seemed ancient, almost in its appearance, wide and large and full of clear, glittering water. Equally sparkling trees provided shade all around the perimeter and comfortable outdoor chaises (made more comfortable by extra cushions today) and picnic tables dotted the area through out.

For the event, colorful balloons had been created and now floated peacefully in place as if held by an invisible hand. Crepe ribbons were strung from tree to tree and tiki torches, waiting to be lit once the sky started to darken, held their vigil in strategic points around the pool. Two long tables have been spread with snacks made by Belldandy and Genie, so they're sure to be the most delicious cookie/sandwich/chips you've ever had.

Most importantly, in one far corner of the area, a karaoke station has been magically created by Genie. The television is 42 inches, flanked by two 15 inch speakers. Four microphones and stands are available for any party goer to belt their favorites out. To add to the mood, there's even a disco ball above the microphones, hung from the nearest tree!

Don't have a swimsuit? No problem! Urd, Belldandy and probably even Genie will summon up something for you quicker than you can say "sudden public nudity." Be warned, though...each has their own sense of style and may end up dressing your character in something less than dignified.

Unbeknown to any of the guests, a special and invisible barrier has been set into place by Belldandy. This warding field will not allow any Heartless to enter the party, should anyone decide to summon them. Not that they would, though, right? This is a sunny, happy day!

What could go wrong?

OOC Notes: Much like the other large group logs here, this one will work via several small threads that people start in the comments. Everyone is free to jump into someone's thread, provided they don't have a note in their subject line claiming the thread is private (which you're totally allowed to do). Keep in mind that this party was created for characters to develop CR with more people, so don't be afraid to mingle!

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Well, he was practically eighteen. Not that Spira or Zanarkand had any real laws against drinking, but he grinned. "I'm old enough to." He said, since it made sense to him. But ever since his old man disappeared, and his mom went into a fit of depression, he had to do something to keep himself busy. "But everybody has something they're good at! Though you look like you have several of those somethings. I showed you a trick; wanna show me one of yours?"

"Oh, my, I'm so glad that you could make it, Hades-san!" Belldandy approached the pair, smiling as ever without a trace of worry on her expression whatsoever. Taking note of Hades' swimsuit, she giggled in a lighthearted manner. "Did you go with a pirate motif, Hades-san? In that case, it might be cute if you were to talk like a pirate for the day!" She suggested. He seemed to be in good spirits; perhaps keeping an eye on him wasn't too necessary after all? But she could see that her sister was cautious; Belldandy wasn't blind, after all. But it was impossible to tell, with that smile of hers; Belldandy came over to hopefully keep both of them in check.

Vyers heaved a long-suffering sigh. "That wasn't what I meant. I was attempting to give a proper analogy to try and make you understand." It wasn't his fault Timon had misinterpreted his statement. "Why in the world would I want that? I look perfectly fine as I am." Save for the lack of of proper swimming wear, but that couldn't be helped.

Or could it?

He wasn't sure whether or not to be offended or simply embarrassed by Urd's comment, so aside from a quick look, he said nothing in response to it. The following question, however, he immediately took interest in. That certainly made things a lot easier, didn't it? "Hmm... Red would be quite nice," he agreed. Would not black as well? But, as Urd had said, red was far more passionate. "Red," he decided.

Timon didn’t understand what Urd meant by that but was not about to argue with her. As long as she got Vyers up and into the pool he was happy. If getting the demon this ‘swimsuit’ thing he had complained so much about was what it took, so be it… But really, how could there be too much fur in the pool? What was that supposed to mean, hu? Was she insulting him? He pressed his lips together tightly, deciding to correct Vyers’ in regards to his far from perfect appearance after the goddess left. No use starting another argument when the first had yet to be solved, at least in this case.

“Red?” he repeated, unable to restrain himself from commenting. The meerkat made a sour face. The image of the demon dressed head to toe in the colour did not pass as an appealing one. Of course, what Timon imagined a swimsuit to look like was far from what passed as one. “Red is a little bold for him, don’t you think? I thought we didn’t want him to stick out.”

"I think the Dark Adonis here would stick out no matter what color he wore," Urd said, chuckling. She turned and patted the demon in question on the back, her smile as charming and disarming as usual. With the final pat, a burst of smoke exploded on the demon. As the smoke cleared, the demon's clothes were replaced by a snugly fitting, blood red speedo, complete with a design of black bat wings on either side of the crotch.

"Oh ho ho~! You wear it well, Vyers!" Urd laughed, boldly taking an eyeful of the mostly naked male form in front of her.

Urd chuckled, reaching up brush her hair off her shoulders. "I'm good at a few things, I suppose." Eyes glimmering with the promise of further entertainment, she slipped into the pool with easy grace, the metallic pattern of her bikini flashing in the light. Though water was not remotely her element, a little manipulation via physical means shouldn't be too hard. She considered for a brief moment then smiled. Blowing a kiss to Tidus, she suddenly appeared to explode into smoke.

Out of the mist, several miniature versions of Urd flew out. The danced along the water around Tidus, splashing him in choreographed unison. The grace and clockwork-like movements ended fairly quickly, though, as more than a few Mini Urds crashed into each other. All around the pool, several puffs of smoke exploded at the Mini Urds disappeared.

There was a second or two of silence and a full-sized Urd rose from the water a few feet away, clearly embarrassed. "Ah ha...I, uh, haven't really practiced that particular maneuver often."

Vyers could only stared down at himself in shock and horror. What in the world was this thing she had put on him?! It was... It was... It was an egregious sin against nature! The demon's hands immediately flew to cover himself as he shrieked out a desperate "Change it!"

Why had he even agreed to come?

Urd watched Genie's ritual from afar with a snort of amusement. He was taking this rather seriously, wasn't he? Maybe he really did think having alcohol around would lead to some accidents. Well, whatever. If there was one person in Paixao she trusted to take care of others (other than Belldandy), it was Genie.

She walked up to the tower, shielding her eyes from the light as she lifted her head. "Hey! You doing alright up there?" Her feet rose up from the ground as she slowly floated up to the top.

Well, she was just full of surprises, wasn’t she? At the sudden explosion the meerkat skittered back and hid underneath one of the many pool chairs. He peaked out from behind its leg, worried for the demon. However, once the smoke cleared he was relieved to find the Dark Adonis still in one piece. He turned his glance back to Urd wearily. If she intended to keep this up he couldn’t see things working out between the two of them. This was already the second time she had managed to startle him and in all honesty it was beginning to irk him. She was making him look bad.

As for Vyers, well, he appeared a lot less clothed than he had a moment ago. With no trace of his clothing, the rodent wasn’t quite sure what to think. As for his current condition, he failed to see what the problem was with… Whatever it was the demon was wearing. It was at least some sort of article of clothing, right? He wasn’t completely nude. What was he getting all upset about?

"... wow!" Tidus shielded himself from the splashing, and was rather amazed at Urd's party trick. That was awesome! "You could be an entire blitzball team by yourself!" Sure, it was a bit odd, but hey, this was a strange world and Urd seemed really powerful.

"Why?" Crossing her arms, Urd grinned at Vyers embarrassment. So cute! "You show off so much skin on a daily basis anyway, I figured you'd relish the opportunity to show a little more. You look good!" She looked down at Timon, hiding behind a chair leg, and raised her eyebrow.

"What do you think, Timon?"

To say the demon was less than pleased with this entire situation would be a horrible, horribly understatement. How could neither of them see the problem with this? And citing his sense of fashion as inspiration was hardly an excuse. "There is a difference between that and this!"

And if she was going to pick something like this, could she not have at least picked something more subtle?

Edited 2009-10-09 20:19 (UTC)

"Can't really blame them, can you?" she asks softly, taking a look around them. "I mean, with all the darkness we've been faced with and the Heartless... We all kind of need a bit of a real show. Something up lifting, y'know?"

That's how she saw it a bit, anyway.

"That's a good way of putting it," Tanaka mused, giving her another look over and raising a brow. No, he definitely didn't know her, but at least they both seemed inclined to prefer a lighter mood. He pushed up his glasses. "After such a dreary mess, we're lucky there were people with enough energy to organize something like this. We should enjoy it to the fullest."

Another glance up and down. Right. No need to be rude. He held out a hand. "Tanaka Hajime," he offered. "Yuuhi Ouendan, light assistance."

“I think he’s going to whine like a baby until he gets his way.” Timon replied without a beat. “Actually, I know he will. That makes it even less likely he’ll go in the pool.” The meerkat shook his head. It probably didn’t appear so but he was doing the demon a favour. Why however remained a mystery, even to him. Hopefully he wouldn’t make a habit of this behaviour; helping Vyers just wasn’t the cool thing to do these days. “Like I said, red isn’t his colour anyway.”

Lenne had put together a small plate of snacks, just a bite or two of just about everything, and was looking for a place to sit when she noticed a very attractive brunette taking a seat in one of the recliners, and she appeared to have come by herself. She seemed familiar, but Lenne didn't think she'd met her yet. So, noticing another empty lounge chair beside her, she made her way over and stopped when she was standing between Tifa and the empty chair.

"Would you like some company? I'm Lenne, by the way, have we met before?" Awkward, but to the point. How quickly her people skills had rusted in this city.

"Oh, we've spoken earlier on the journals." Tifa smiled back. "It's me, Tifa Lockhart. I recognize your voice; it's quite beautiful." She continued. Lenne was just as pretty as Tifa had imagined from her voice over the network, and as Tifa leaned forward and poured Lenne a glass of juice from a bottle she had next to her. "Here you go." She offered the glass to Lenne.

"Oh! Hi!" Lenne greeted again. Of course, that's why she'd seemed familiar. She smiled kindly, looking down as she shuffled her feet a bit at the compliment. That was twice in one day too remarkably gorgeous women had mentioned her own attractiveness in some way. It was enough to make a girl's head swell a bit.

"Thank you very much," she finally managed. "It's nice to meet you in person, Tifa," she added, accepting the glass of juice with another thank you, and taking a seat on the chaise beside the other woman. She set her plate down between, and offered Tifa anything she might like off of it, she'd taken far too much for herself, anyway.

"Here trying to get to know your clientele?" she asked playfully, adding a wink to make sure Tifa realized she was joking. She hardly planned on making the woman talk business, this was a party, after all.

"I suppose you could say that." Tifa let out a chuckle, getting Lenne's strike at a conversation. "After all, it's about catering to the population, not the other way around, right?" That much was true; it was all about customer service, and you couldn't service your customers if you didn't know what they wanted. Taking a piece of fruit from the plate Lenne offered, Tifa was relieved that at least the food seemed universal.

And that not everybody was like that one man who wanted to eat bugs.

"Have you been here for long, Lenne?"

"Of course! I've seen a few brilliant ideas fall flat from lack of the proper audience," Lenne mused in response to Tifa's question, though it had been more rhetorical than anything.

Ah, now there was a question she wasn't quite sure how to respond to. She'd been here longer than some, not nearly so long as many, and yet knew the least of just about anyone she'd met so far. She had also been a very poor judge of time for quite a while.

"You could say that," she managed after a few moments of seeming to think about her response. "Not nearly so long as some, but long enough I've lost track of the time," she laughed lightly.

"I can imagine how that would be... do the seasons even change here, in Paixao?" Tifa inquired. "I have the feeling the same would happen to me... not that I plan on staying, but I don't think I have a say in the matter." Tifa sighed. "But best to make the best of it, although I do admit that I'm worried about my family." Cloud, Denzel, and Marlene... how were they?

"They do, surprisingly enough," Lenne recalled, laughing softly. "It's especially interesting when the weather outside the domes varies from inside," she added. "Though it isn't usually by much."

"It's not such a bad place, once you get used to it," she mused in response to Tifa's admissions. If I had a home to go back to, I'd feel the same way, she thought. Could hardly say that out loud, though. "I know how you feel, as much as I have adapted to Paixao, it isn't somewhere anyone would want to be indefinitely, not with a home to go back to," she agreed.

Deciding the change the subject, Tifa smiled once more. "Well, Lenne, what kind of songs do you sing? There's a karaoke station over there; why don't we give it a try? Though, I don't think my voice will be any match for yours." She chuckled. Soft spoken Tifa was, and she never tried singing before. But she was sure that Lenne had a reason behind offering her service to her eventual Paixao branch of Seventh Heaven.

Lenne's reason, selfishly, was the desperate need to have a purpose here, to help someone somehow. She wasn't about to waste this second chance at life. And it just so happened she wasn't a terrible singer.

She smiled brightly, "All kinds of songs," she laughed. "Whatever seemed to fit the occasion. I think I could go for a happy song right now, but I really don't know that many," she laughed again, but a little sadly. "I'd love to sing a little. What are you in the mood for?"

"Hmm... anything, really. If you want, I could go first while you look through the catalog." She picked up a booklet filled with the codes for the songs, and handed it to Lenne. "I was looking through it earlier, but I don't know too many of the songs." Besides, it might set Lenne at ease... not to mention, Tifa didn't exactly want to go after Lenne just to be bad at it, not that she was too vain about that sort of thing.

With that, and a smile, she punched in a code, and prepared herself.

Putting the microphone down, Tifa blushed a bit. She definitely wasn't good at this sort of thing, much less was she a performer. "Well, your turn, lenne!"

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