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 Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 3:24 pm
It took a lot of my savings (well all the ones that involved sapphires and east Asian artifacts...), but it was worth it. It's SUMMER! It's time to tan, make sand castles and party!
*walks down the pristine, white sand beach, dipping her toes on the water and watching jewel-like crabs scuttle through the surf*
I'll put the cabana boys here, and the cabana there, and we could probably use some chairs...
*puts up a sign*
"WELCOME!"
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 7:13 pm
*Dismayed by the as-yet unpresent Cabana Boys, the Emerald Empress alights on the island and otherwise approves of the scenery*
I approve of this scenery.
*The Eye of Ekron conjures a beach chair, a comfortable one and not one of those stupid ones that collapses if you sit on it wrong, and a large umbrella to shade the Empress's pristine skin as she sits and lets the water lap up around her toes*
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 7:27 pm
Nuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuude beach!
....oh. Wait, never mind.
*puts his swimsuit back on and waits for Cabana Boys*
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 8:52 pm
*adjusts sign* "WELCOME! (nudity OK)" Well I've hired thirteen Cabana boys, they all look really good. The first shift filters in now. * beckons to 5 strapping young men in skimpy beachwear, each holding a tray* After thorough screening, these young men will do quite nicely. They have a full knowledge of various drink menus, know how to make a wide variety of finger foods, they're all licensee masseuses and three of them are ex-gymnasts. I believe they'll do nicely. Oh Thad, bring me a fresh margarita, will you? 
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 12:14 am
Perfect !
*Finds a suitable place near the amenities and makes herself comfortable*
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 4:53 am
*Assigns Sue, Sarya and Go-Go personal Cabana Administrative Assistants (less demeaning than "Palm Frond Waver" or "Suntan Lotion Applier") to help facilitate their beach stay*
Alright Thad, it's time to move into gear. You, Biff, Tony and Jared build a bar, while Corey, Brad and Mr. Nov finish weaving sun umbrellas out of leaves.
*the men remove their shirts and begin lifting heavy things, glistening in morning the sun*
Eeeexcellent.
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 10:30 am
*Watches with interest the coming assistant*
Just the vacation I needed... Say... what's your name dear ?
"Victor ma'am"
Well isn't that nice ?.
Ok, come here massage boy... whee
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 11:24 am
Yoo hoo, Oiled slave!
*Martino obediently trots up to the Emerald Empress, who reclines on the Eye like a pillow*
I have dropped an earring. Find it for me.
*Martino hits the sand on all fours, combing through it as the Empress enjoys the view*
Oh, my mistake. It's right here in my ear. I'm dismayed you didn't notice. Well, you can make up for it by fetching another pina colada.
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 5:10 pm
*relaxes on the chair as the twin Cabana Administrative Assistants Fernando and Antonio cool him off with a frond and feed him grapes*
*finishes his drink and waves for another*
Garcon! Fetch me something fruity--You'll do nicely, in fact.
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 5:15 pm
*drapes a towel on the sand and the drapes herself on the towel. Purrs as Thad begins massaging suntan lotion onto her back*
Ahh...why didn't I think of this sooner? What good is all this money if I can't have a beach and some administrative cabana assistants?
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 8:38 pm
You see, that is exactly why I attempt to conquer the Pleasure Planet of Likimus 13 all of the time.
*The Empress nods regally as Martino fans her with a palm frond*
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 8:41 pm
Really now, pleasure planet? I don't know that I could buy a whole planet...not a large one anyway. I'll see how the beach works out, maybe then I'll buy a large island.
*accepts a fresh strawberry lime margarita from Thad*
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 8:45 pm
In comparison to an entire galaxy, it's practically an island. Especially once you kick off all the fat ugly tourists.
*Martino gives her a margarita*
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 8:52 pm
Uhg, tourists. There's nothing quite so irritating as hairy men in speedos, babbling witches on cell phones, small children kicking up sand and a line to the showers.
I can't do public beaches again, they don't even have cabana boys.
*Thad weaves a parasol from palm fronds and uses it to block the wind from mussing Selina's hair*
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 8:58 pm
Indeed, my SistaFriend, all that the peons like that are good for generally is hard labor.
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