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Posted: Fri Jun 20, 2008 3:37 am
[[ Beach Bar ]]
Altair chuckled, lightly pushing Zayne to the side. "I'm kidding," he said, smiling, "You just be yourself, however femenine or 'macho' you might feel. Duhhh."
"I guess..." said Altair hesitantly, patting his friends arm. "I'm wthholding judgement until I get up-close-and-personal with one, then."
Zayne snickered and said, "Haha, that sounds kindy kinky, y'know." He realized he didn't really even know what he meant when he had said "full force," and was just trying to sound threatening. Embarrassed, he rubbed the back of his neck nervously.
Altair laughed loudly. "Haha, you got owned by a little kid! How's it feel, buddy?" he said as he slapped Zayne's back. "I wonder...will the boy be any good? Can't wait to meet him and play him! I'm so excited." Zayne chuckled some more at his friend's predicament. "Ooh, he really got you," he said before leaning over the signup sheets and scribbling his name down for paintball and limbo. "Storytime just...doesn't seem like my thing, y'know?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 20, 2008 9:36 am
{{Beach Bar}}
Zayne chuckled and lowered his voice, as if insinuating something, "oh yeah? We'll see..."
With a nod and a pat to the head, Zayne treated Altair as if he was talking to someone younger than him. "Good kid. Thats probably the best way to go."
"Well you can go full-force on me like that too," Zayne mischievously winked, falsely flirting with his friend. It was one of those things that the inventor had walked into that probably creeped him out. However, Zayne decided it was his price from stalking him from time to time.
"I don't mind actually... I just wanted to try the paintballing. But, i wouldn't mind watching him any less." Zayne shrugged and chuckled, "well, you better watch out; He'll give you a run for your money." Creeping up behind the inventor, he sneaked his hands near his waist and ribs, and tickled.
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Posted: Fri Jun 20, 2008 10:18 am
[[ Beach Bar ]]
Altair raised his eyebrow once again at his friend's flirting, and bursted into fits of laughter as his friend's hands tickled his sides. "Auuught! Gettoffa me!" he yelled, hopping away, out of Zayne's reach, and -- although he was aiming for an area somewhere behind the crowd of people -- he tripped and stumbled into the crowd. His face flushed beet red and he quickly stood up and scooted out of everyone's way. "Augh! Sorry everyone!" he yelped, scurrying back to Zayne and hiding behind him.
"See what you made me do? I'm terribly ticklish!" he said, most of the color in his face dissipating but his cheeks still ruby red. "Darn my pale complection...my cheeks are gonna stay red for the rest of the day, I'll bet!"
"Either way..." he muttered, sheepishly looking at his feet and analyzing the intricacies of his toenails so as not to look up. "I think everyone in the crowd thinks I'm doofus and weirdo now...let's...go play in the sand? Pie eating contest's over anyways." He looked up at Zayne with big, hopeful eyes.
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Posted: Fri Jun 20, 2008 10:37 am
{{Beach Bar}}
Zayne smirked at Altair's response to his flirting and laughed at the ticklishness of his friend. "Ooh, how fun, i know your weaknesses. And no, I think your pale complexion is just an excuse to blush around me," He shot back conceitedly. He had flirted before anyways, so why not? It should give the inventor more of a reason not to stalk a 'creepy' agent.
"Dont worry, you are pretty weird." He smirked and stuck out his tongue, and pushed Altair back next to him. "It's not completely over, but I'm sure people want to watch it end. So sure, playing in the sand and ocean it is. For now at least..." Zayne smiled "Go meet me there, I have to re-hide this pack," he lifted up the backpack he was wearing.
While the inventor ran off, Zayne sneakily scribbled the inventor's name down for story-telling and then hid his backpack back in the crevice-groove of the pillar.
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Isikoro generated a random number between
1 and 100 ...
80!
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Posted: Fri Jun 20, 2008 10:58 am
[[...::Pie Eating Contest::...]]
It was around this time that Isikoro pushed away the pecan pies, his face a little pale after eating so much. He knew that he was the sweets baker in the family, but, for some reason, Isi was being easily overwhelmed by the enormity of the pies and how many he had already eaten. It had to be so many calories, Isi was thinking, but then again, he didn't worry because he got a daily exercising routine everyday just by moving from area to the next with his forearm crutches. He'd work off the calories in no time.
But why was he thinking about this?
Isi reached across the table and, determined to keep up his pace, he dragged a tray of strawberry pie towards him, deciding once more to remain eating fruit-based pies.
[Pie Count: 169+80= 249]
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Posted: Fri Jun 20, 2008 11:15 am
[[ Beach Bar --> Sand N' Stuff ]]
Zayne rose his eyebrow yet again and and shook his head. "Silly," he muttered. "YOU'RE a weirdo!" he said before quickly dashing off towards the seashore. He secured a spot on the shore, right where the highest point of the tide was. This way, he thought, we can make something cool, and yet we have the risk of being right by the tide.
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After a few minutes, he spotted Zayne coming down to the shore. He smiled and waved his hand dramatically in the air and yelled "'Ello!" to him before getting up, running towards his friend and pouncing at his legs for fun, dragging him to the ground. "Har har!" said Altair victoriously. "I've got you now!" He placed his foot atop Zayne's chest, getting the sand from his foot all over Zayne's chest, and placed his hands on his hips, striking a victory pose.
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Isikoro generated a random number between
1 and 100 ...
60!
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Posted: Fri Jun 20, 2008 11:36 am
[[...::Pie Eating Contest::...]]
Alright, so Isi had eaten twice as much as he had been doing for the past several pie flavors and he discovered, much to his surprise, that he was able to stomach it all down. He wasn't sure where he stood in the placements of all the other pie eaters but he was quite positive that...
He was never going to enter into a pie eating contest for the rest of his life.
Isi promised himself that he was going to stay away from sweets now for as long as possible and all he was going to eat were carbohydrates. Pounding his chest a little to help himself swallow a piece of pie, Isi scanned the flavors he had left to choose from. He swore that with each piece it just got doughier and doughier...Gulping past a rising feeling of nausea, Isi reached for the next flavor of pies, blueberry, and started in for his last round. So far he had eaten: apple, cherry, pecan, chocolate pudding, strawberry, and now blueberry.
[Pie Count: 249+60=309]
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Posted: Fri Jun 20, 2008 11:47 am
{{Beach Bar ----> Sand N' Stuff! }}
Zayne walked back onto the beach calmly, as if nothing had happened. What a dork. he thought of the inventor- but it wasn't a bad thing. He kinda liked that the inventor was so charismatic--although it was odd that he kept being stalked. Subconsciously, he saw Altair running at him, but didn't think much of it until it was too late.
"Wha- Gah!!"
He was snapped out of his thoughts with a flurry of sand. within seconds he was down, sand in his mouth, ears and shorts. Man that felt uncomfortable. "Arghh.... you got sand in my mouth. AND in my shorts!" He spat to the side, then pouted and wrinkled his nose up at the hat-sporting inventor.
What a dork, with that silly pose and all... So, how do I get out of... his thought abruptly ended and a sly grin lit up his face. He looked up int he general direction of up, where one would look up a skirt or something similar. Sure, he didn't really see past the hem, but with a sly tone, pretended. "Hey... You realize that I can see up your shorts, right?" Reaching up, he creepily stroked Altair's calf, using the back of his nails for more effect. Naw, he wasn't scared of Altair running away, thinking he was gonna be raped, or being severely creeped out. Then, with a strong and swift jerk, Zayne grabbed the other's ankle, lifted it from his chest and pulled, bringing the "victorious" down as well.
"Pwned."
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Posted: Fri Jun 20, 2008 12:10 pm
[[ Sand N' Stuff ]]
Altair's whole body spasmed slightly as he got the chills from Zayne's creepy behavior. "Yeeesh! I know I'm sexy, mate, but you're going a bit overboard," he said, his cheeks blushing slightly. Why was his friend being so flirty today? Reasons fluttered through his mind, but he chalked it up to him just teasing him to get a good reaction out of him. Suddenly, the world around him flipped, and he felt his head hit the sand with a soft thud. As he realized he'd been pulled toward the ground, he abruptly snapped back into reality and his hands scurried to reach for his hat, pulling it back onto his head, adjusting it quickly to make sure it was obscuring his kitty ears. The next realization he had was that the sand he had displaced as he fell had flown up and into his eyes. "Auuuuuugh!" he yelled, rubbing his eyes furiously and rolling about in the sand. "I'm bliiiiiiind! What have you doooooone to meeeeee?!" He stood up and rushed over to the ocean and dunked his face in the water to get the sand out before realizing that he couldn't have done anythng worse, for the water was -- quite obviously -- salty ocean water, and in addition to that was quite cold. Cringing in pain, he ran about in circles, clenching his eyes, until he was too dizzy and he fell backwards onto the shore, the tide ebbing onto his side every once in a while. "Bollocks," he uttered, feeling defeated.
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Posted: Fri Jun 20, 2008 12:26 pm
Zayne laughed, "Oh really? So my affection isn't appreciated." He faked a pout and laughed even more as Altair fell and rolled around the sand, falling for his trick twice in a row.
"Fast learner aren't you!" Zayne yelled out at the inventor running around in circles, hurting from sand and salt water, "yes, the ocean has salt water!" Glancing around, he noticed that the inventor had lost the hat while he was rolling around. Hm, I wonder why he wears the hat all the time. Well, at least he didn't loose it in the ocean...
Getting up, he dusted off himself as well as the hat, emptying out the sand that got into it during the mini-fiasco. He walked over to Altair, and stood a little above his head, hat in hand. "Owned again. Nice... kitty ears?" He squatted, put the hat on him own head and touched the metallic ears. His expression got a little more serious and curious, feeling the cold metal against his fingers. "Hm? They're... metal?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 20, 2008 12:53 pm
[[ Sand N' Stuff ]]
As soon as he realized his hat was absent from its usual place on his head, he scurried around looking for it, and when he saw Zayne had it and was touching his ears, a wave of redness spread across his face abruptly once again. He hated being seen without his hat, his white kitty ears exposed to the world. He grabbed the hat once again and pulled it onto his head, crossing his arms and sitting crosslegged, very poutily. "Yes," he muttered, evry embarassed. "I was making a pair for my mum, she asked me to, and I tried them on, and they've never come off. That's why I wear hats all the time." He was extremely embarassed that somebody had found out his secret, and hid his face in his hands. "Now come off it. Can we be done poking fun at me, now?" he asked, cracking open a gap between two of his fingers and looking up at Zayne, his blushing red cheeks peeking out.
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Posted: Fri Jun 20, 2008 1:15 pm
{{Sand N' Stuff}}
Zayne opened his eyes wide at the other's embarrassment. "Er, I'm sorry? Heh, but they don't look bad or cheesy or 'nething like that." He nodded and patted Altairs head, bringing a finger to his own lips. "Don't worry, I think only I saw; I'll keep it a secret."
"Heeh. You're blushing." Zayne chuckled and uncovered the inventors face, pulling the other up by his arms, and then switching places. "So, lets go build sandcastles now? Unless you wanted to do something el-"
A large wave came down crashing close near the two and surged between Zayne's legs, way past his ankles. His body went rigid, then violently shivered at the freezing water that seemed to pierced him beneath the skin. He ran out and into the heated sands, before going back and plopping down near the spot that Altair was waving from before. "Ah! cold!! I dont remember it being that cold!"
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Posted: Fri Jun 20, 2008 1:43 pm
[[ Sand N' Stuff ]]
Without looking up at Zayne, Altair said, "Yeah, you better keep it a secret," before giggling and laughing violently at Zayne's cluminess.
"Haha! And I thought I was clumsy!" He watched him run away from the freezing water, still laughing heartily. Watching somebody who was, just seconds ago, in such a dominating position flip to somebody so scared and vulnerable was amusing to him.
He ran over to where Zayne was sitting and curled up opposite him, burying his feet in the sand; he loved the feeling of having his feet deep within the sand.
"I have an idea," he said, desperate to get his mind off the subject of himself and onto just about anything else. "How 'bout we dig a huuuuge hole...and bury somebody in it?" A devlish smile spread across his face. "Maybe Damien? He's small, isn't he? Easy enough to bury him up to his neck."
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Posted: Fri Jun 20, 2008 2:42 pm
{{ Sand N' Stuff (like the ocean) }}
Zayne pouted and red tinted his cheeks. He tilted his chin upwards in mock haughtiness. "yeah, well, I wasn't expecting it to be that cold... there are warmer oceans than this! And you are clumsy. I just have my moments."
He got up, and scanning the area, he ran off. A second later he was back, after retrieving two plastic toy shovels in a bucket. Squatting down near Altair, he handed him a green shovel and arched an eyebrow. "Well, this is the best we have to dig holes with. Pretty pathetic, and we'll have to use twice the energy, but better than nothing, right? I'm sure I can go kidnap Damien later on to stick him in here. or a innocent bystander..." With a devilish grin, very much like Damien, he dug a little crater in the ground where the hole was going to be and piled the sand on Altair's buried foot.
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{{Beach bar ----> Sand n' stuff}}
Damien wondered if Isi had actually heard him rooting at all, and sauntered bad out of the crowd- this time being careful and excusing himself. Walking down the ocean alone, he picked up a bucket to make sandcastles with, as well as a sturdy stick that looked like it had been washed up from the ocean.
Glancing around, he looked if there were any more people around. He spotted a couple having fun with water and water balloons as well as ... his guardian! Running through the sand, he threw down his tools and jumped onto Zayne, pulling him backwards and into the sand.
"Aniki! You started playing without me!!" He growled playfully and poked lightly at Zayne's sides, before grinning "But you know, the beach is so beaauuuuuutiiiiifulll!!!" Looking up, Damien noticed the guy that his guardian was hanging out with before. He cocked his head, his eyes getting wide in curiousness. He gripped the silver-haired man's wrist in moral support as he was introduced.
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Posted: Fri Jun 20, 2008 3:16 pm
[[ Sand N' Stuff ]]
Altair picked up the mini-shovel and examined it. "Hmm..." he said as he pondered. "Yeah, this won't do," he said, tossing the shovel to the side and digging both hands into the sand, pulling out a clump of it and dumping it atop the pile accumulating above his foot. "Not at all. I'll just use my hands."
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After a few minutes, Altair looked at the sizable hole developing in the sand and smiled. He took another clump out, and grimaced as a chunk of sand from the side of the hole slid down to the bottom as he accidentally disturbed it. He leaned into the hole to scoop out sand from the bottom, which now required him to go as deep as shoulders when he leaned in, and heard a small scuffle and a voice above the hole. As he surfaced, he saw a small boy with dirty blonde hair holding Zayne's wrist. He smiled widely at the boy and waved his hand from side to side.
"Well, hello there, mate. You must be Damien, am I right?" he asked, offering his hand out for the boy to shake. "I've heard tons about you from Zayne. Mostly good, I assure you," he said to the boy. "I've been quite excited to meet you."
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