#ooc: not fish though. fish need more swimming room

[egoisticqueer]

[It's a Good Morning.... Monster? The top of it has been cut off, and then re-covered with saran wrap. Tape covers the flavor name, and written on the tape is simply "shrimp."

[Sure enough, the can has been cleaned and then filled with algae, shrimp, small clams, seaweed, and one or two tiny fish. Mostly shrimp though.

[Maybe Soul shouldn't drink this one.]

...Huh. Monster aquarium. What an interesting... flavor.

[misc-obeyme]

hi! i really liked (Solomon's Kindness) *^^*

can you do for solomon x reader's first date going to aquarium with mc who loves whales/dolphins fluffy fic ?

thanks! keep going with your writings ^v^~

Hi, anon!

Thank you for the request, I'm so glad you're enjoying my writing!

I really liked writing this! Hopefully Solomon isn't too OOC here, it ended up really fluffy. I couldn't help myself! Anyway, I hope you like it!

Solomon x GN!MC

Warnings: None!

You didn't exactly keep your love of whales and dolphins secret, but it also wasn't something you talked about a lot. Which meant that someone would need to know you pretty well to notice this preference of yours without you telling them. A notebook with a whale on the cover, a little dolphin key chain attached to your bag - the signs were certainly there, but they were small. Only someone observant would notice it.

This is why it came as a surprise when Solomon asked you to go on a date with him to the aquarium. He stated specifically that there was one in the human world featuring dolphins that he wanted to take you to.

"How did you know I like dolphins?" you had asked him.

Solomon smiled and tugged gently on the dolphin key chain on your bag. "Did you think I didn't notice?"

You realized in that moment that he had been paying attention to you. Enough to know that you would enjoy such an excursion.

Now you were standing beside him in a large, beautiful aquarium. You had come at a time that wasn't busy. There were only a few people milling about here and there, so it felt like you had the entire aquarium to yourselves.

The first area you found yourselves in was set up like a dark cavern. The lights were practically non-existent and the walls were grayish blue. Every few feet, however, there would be a circle of bright colorful light. Round tanks that held swarms of jellyfish dotted the area.

Solomon waved a hand and it was as though the jellyfish swam right out of their tanks, swirling around you in rainbow colors. You knew it was a magical illusion, but you were amazed as always at Solomon's skill.

You laughed in delight. "They're so cute!"

Solomon's eyes were soft as he smiled. "So are you."

You felt the hint of a blush rise to your cheeks, but the room was dark and you hoped he couldn't see it.

You emerged from the darkness and found yourselves in a large area full of tanks. You moved from tank to tank, reading the information about the inhabitants. As it turned out, Solomon knew quite a lot about fish and marine habitats. He would start talking about them at length, almost lecturing you about the habits of various fish and marine plants. Then he would catch himself and apologize for talking so much.

It was actually really adorable, so you started deliberately asking him questions about things to see if you could get him talking again. It worked the first few times you did it, but then he caught onto you.

Eventually you found yourselves in a room where the entirety of one wall was a massive tank. Here you could see dolphins swimming through the bright blue water. You stood in front of the tank together, watching them play.

"This aquarium specializes in dolphin rehabilitation," Solomon said. "That's why I wanted to bring you here. These dolphins were found injured or sick. They were brought here so they could recover. Once they're well again, they'll be released back out into the wild."

"That's amazing," you said, moving closer to the tank glass. "They're beautiful. I'm so glad someone is taking care of them."

Solomon took your hand. "There's more, come on."

He pulled you into the next section, which was like a tunnel with a tank on both sides as well as overhead. Swimming by and around were all kinds of creatures - sharks, large fish, stingrays, and sea turtles. Light shone through the water, creating ripple effects on the floor and walls.

You were entranced by the beauty of this area, taking your time passing through the tunnel into another large room. On one side was a continuation of the tank from the tunnel. Across from there you saw the other side of the dolphin tank.

Standing in the middle of this room, surrounded by the light and water on all sides, you tried to take it all in.

"It's like I'm standing in the middle of the ocean," you said, your voice quiet with awe.

Solomon still held your hand and he squeezed it. "I thought you would like it."

You turned to him, smiling happily. "I love it, Solomon. Thank you for bringing me here."

Solomon's eyes widened a bit. He turned to you, reaching up with the hand that wasn't holding yours and placing it gently on your cheek. "I would do anything to see that expression on your face, MC."

You blushed, not just at his words, but at his close proximity. You were struck by the way the light from the tanks sparkled in his eyes and hair. He looked like he was alight with magic, glimmering with feeling.

You felt yourself move closer to him, as though something tugged gently on your heart. You took one step forward and there was no more space between you.

Solomon put his other hand on the other side of your face, cradling your cheeks as he pressed a kiss to your lips. Your hands came up to rest on his chest as you leaned into him.

This moment passed by so quickly, but it was one you would hold in your heart forever.

When you returned to the House of Lamentation, all the demons brothers had questions about where you were. But you decided to keep your first date with Solomon all to yourself.

Nobody else seemed to notice the new dolphin key chain attached to your bag. But sometimes Solomon would tug gently on it and smile at you, not saying a word. And you would blush and smile back as you both remembered the kiss you shared among the dolphins.

masterlist | Thank you for reading!

[dull-bun]

Them with an S/O whose parents fight often

🔥BNHA boy s (AGAIN) with an s/o who has parents who fight often I made this really short and quick drabble/headcanons for @chaoswrites​ because,, well,, I care about them :) And y’know, my parents fight a whole bunch too WARNINGS/TW: Mentions of yelling, fighting, physical violence, drunk parents(??), crying, breaking down (oo p-) OOC characters, and bad writing Gender neutral!  I won’t pretend that I know how kei-chan’s parents fight but this is how my parents fight (sometimes) -------------------------------------x------------------------------------------------------------- 💥BAKUGOU KATSUKI💥

You had told Katsuki about your parents fighting in the beginning of the relationship

He was worried (he wouldn’t admit that) 

You told him not to worry with a small smile, though not too genuine

He noticed you getting more and more sad and the bags under your eyes getting worse

You weren’t acting like yourself

You sometimes were really happy and great but other times you couldn’t function properly

You couldn’t do anything without spacing out and eventually letting some tears trickle out your eyes

He was really worried

Were they hitting you?

Were they saying hurtful things?

He decided to ask you You huffed tiredly and leaned your head against the tree, waiting for Bakugou to show up. You spaced out for a bit, getting lost in your thoughts, not noticing Bakugou in front of you. You snapped out of your thoughts when Katsuki shook your shoulder gently  You hummed and tilted your head, your tired and half lidded eyes staring at Bakugou. “What did you need to talk to me about?” You asked, the silence making you uncomfortably(?) shift.  “What’s up with you?” Bakugou finally said after a while of silence. Your eyebrows furrowed and your lips quirked to the side. “What do you mean?”

You know what he meant

You wanted to avoid it

You didn’t want to think about it

You didn’t want to think about the yelling, the fighting, the crying

The smell of beer engraved into your memory

He eventually got you to spill what was happening

You broke down, sitting down and covering your face

He helped you to the dorms after that

You two cuddled 

It helped but it made you cry harder

Why did you cry when someone comforted you? You didn’t know yourself

But hugging him felt good

💚MIDORIYA IZUKU🌿

He knew of your parents fighting

He’s been to your home a couple of times and most of the time he can hear them through the thin walls

You told him that he shouldn’t worry

He worried 

He was scared :(

What if they hurt you?

Had they hurt you before??

Sometimes the fighting would get so bad that you had to spend the night in his house

You never got sleep those nights

You wish your parents could stop fighting

Aren’t parents supposed to love each other?

Izuku was worried especially tonight

You had come knocking on the door, in the middle of the night, soaked from the rain, crying You sobbed into your cold hand and knocked on the door, the rain sounding like bullets to you. The fighting was especially bad tonight, they were getting physical. Not hitting each other but slamming hands down. It was so scary. Deku heard the knocking and tiredly made his way to the door from his room, rubbing the tiredness from his eyes. ‘Who would be out this late on the door?’ he thought. He didn’t expect to see you crying. He gasped and quickly pulled you in, the sleep from his eyes completely gone. He took you to the bathroom and gave you a towel and some clothes, telling you to change out of the clothes you had so you wouldn’t get sick. You did so as quickly as your sluggish body could handle. After you changed he immediately took you to his room and cuddled with you

“W-was it bad today?..” He asked quietly, trying not to make you more upset

You nodded silently and sniffled, stuffing your face into his chest

He frowned and played with your hair, shushing you softly and lovingly

You eventually fell asleep after saying a small ‘I love you, Izuku’

Izuku kissed your forehead, whispering ‘I love you too, (Y/n).. We’ll get you out of there..’

🔥TODOROKI SHOTO🧊

Todoroki himself also had bad parents

He knew what it felt like

He didn’t want you to be in the same situation as him, so he took you out of your house as much as he could before you had to return

You were grateful for him

So so grateful

But the fighting only got worse and worse

They didn’t let you move into the dorms

Shoto was so worried for you at night

He couldn’t go out at night when he was in the dorms so he couldn’t see you

He could only hope you were okay

One day he was particularly worried when you said you couldn’t go out to walk that day

He tried looking for you but couldn’t find you

Until he remembered the small koi pond you would visit often to calm down

He quickly walked there and his heart broke when he saw you Your stuttered breaths was the only thing you could hear, paired with you sobbing. The water rippled under your fingers and tears, the koi fish swimming near your hand. You took your hand out of the cold water and curled up into a small tight ball. The fighting was bad today. Really really bad. You just wanted to forget it. You heard footsteps walking towards you but you just kept crying softly into your arms, not caring who it was. You felt someone hug you and you immediately recognized the scent. ‘todoroki’ you thought

He didn’t need you to explain

So he just hugged you, rocking you back and forth

‘Shh, lovely.. no more crying.. no more tears..’ he would say quietly and wipe your tears away with his thumbs

He convinced Aizawa to let you stay in his dorm for the night

He whispered small affirmations against the top of your head, rubbing your back gently 

You eventually moved into the dorms when Aizawa had seen how bad the fighting really was at home

You couldn’t be happier to be away from home

Sorry for the OOC characters! Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed! As always, take care! :)

[yshai-tia]

LFRP: Y’shai Tia ☀️🌙

LFRP – Y’shai Tia (Crystal, Balmung)

The Basics ––– –

Age: 27

Birthday: 28th day of the 1st Umbral Moon

Race: Miqo’te, Seeker/Keeper mutt.

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Homosexual

Physical Appearance ––––

Hair: Black as pitch, feathery cut with oft adornments of small braids tied off with beads, a style from his young Tribal years that he continues to maintain to this day. Lazy days will have the braids undone and free flying.

Eyes: Blue on the left, green on the right. Pupils a touch wider than the average Seeker's though it's hardly noticeable at a distance.

Height: 5 fulms, 9 ilms. (5'9")

Build:  Built and toned, compacted muscle that's common among his race. Broad shoulders and noticeably sculpted arms and thighs. Much like their totem, Miqo'te of the Y tend to build strong physiques through years of swimming and tree climbing that mark their hunting ways.

Distinguishing Marks: A scar of his jawline, dark coloured traditional tribal tattoo on his nose. His torso is covered in angry scars that healed poorly, along with distinct lightning scarring (lichtenberg scars) up along his arms and various spots of healed burns on his hands and fingers. However he's rarely seen in revealing dress so these are usually covered up.

Common Accessories: Gloves, more often that not fingerless. Silver hoops in his ears. When in casual, work dress; a toolbelt around his waist adorned with various pouches, holds a number of things; pliers, flint stones, needle and threads, at least one marginally clean rag, magnifying glasses, gil pouch, adhesive, a balm or two for soothing burns, just to name a few. When dressed for fieldwork rarely is he seen not sporting a pair of scarlet goggles.

Personal ––––

Profession:  Hunter, tradesman, jack of all trades for hire. Not exactly picky with the work he picks up as long as it pays and isn't abhorrently morally askew. Naturally he'll jump at any chance to work with tech, however. Most of the gil he pockets comes from repair and commission work.

Skills: Former huntsman of the Y turned engineer, skills lie in archery, tracking, marksmanship and machina work. Things he would consider more hobbies than skills of his own are botany, fishing, swimming, weaving, leatherworking, carpentry and cooking, as these were basic skills taught to all tribespeople of the Y.

Languages:  Eorzean Common, Huntspeak.

Residence: Previously the Raincatcher Gully in Eastern La Noscea, currently frequenting various inn rooms depending on where he last picked up a job. Most often spotted in Gridania and Ishgard.

Birthplace: Raincatcher Gully.

Religion:  Though not as fervently as when he was at home, he still personally follows the teachings of Azeyma. He has a desire to learn the teachings of Menphina as well.

Patron Deity: Azeyma the Warden, Goddess of Inquiry.

Fears: Tight, closed-off spaces, caves deep underground, cages, etc. Freezing to death. Being bound and imprisoned.

Relationships ––––

Children: None.

Parents: Y'sharai Vanoh, high priestess of the Y (Mother, Status unknown), unknown Keeper (Father)

Siblings: He considers those he grew up with around his age group as his siblings regardless of blood relation

Other Relatives: In reality, blood relations matter little and, though he left, he still considers all of the Y of the tribe he grew up with his family. However strained.

Pets: Not that he would consider him a pet in those exact words, but his Chocobo, Omelette. Don't ask about the name, or do if you fancy seeing Y'shai embarrassed.

Traits ––––

* Bold your character’s answer.

Extroverted / In Between / Introverted

Disorganized / In Between / Organized (in a chaotic way he can make sense of)

Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable

Cautious /  In Between / Reckless

Patient / In Between / Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader /  In Between / Follower

Empathetic /  In Between / Apathetic

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal

Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful

Additional information ––––

Smoking Habit: Never / Sometimes / Frequently / To Excess Drugs: Never / Sometimes / Frequently / To Excess Alcohol: Never / Sometimes / Frequently / To Excess

RP Hooks ––––

★ I Can Fix That: A freelance tradesman and borderline obsessive tinkerer, Y'shai is pretty handy when it comes to most styles of craft. Clothes need mending? Chronometer on the fritz? Aetherotransformer not converting properly? Did a Big Bad blow a hole in your armor? He might be able to solve your problem for you-- for a fair price of course, guy’s gotta eat after all. Though it's said that if he's brought an interesting piece of tech his curiousity will override and he'll eagerly look at it for free. ★ Custom Built: Along with repairs Y'shai also offers a modification service on the side-- mostly for firearms, though more mechanically built bows also fall under his expertise. Looking to add a scope? Or alter the chambers so you can utilize different sorts of elemental-aspected ammunition? Or maybe you're just looking to get some fancy engraving work done. If you're looking to treat yourself and your six shooter, look no further. ★ Skysteel Frequenter: With his recent apprenticeship at Skysteel Manufactory he's currently seen in the workshop quite a bit. If you happen to also be in and out of there on a nigh daily basis chances are you've seen him around. Whether it's a mutual love for the marksman life or to geek out together over tech, there can be common ground to be struck here. ★ Putting the Cat in Catburglar: Though he doesn't exactly make it common, public knowledge, when Y'shai needs to replenish his sources of Garlean tech he'll wait until night falls and raids the nearest Castrum for parts. And to cause a general ruckus. Do you hate the empire? Do you have an interest their magitech? Love storming their bases just for the hell of it? It'd be a lot easier to carry out more parts with more hands on deck after all... ★ Ehcatl Nine Blackguard: It's not uncommon to find Y'shai around the Twelveswood, originally he sought out Gridania for multiple reasons; to improve on his archery, to learn of Keeper culture, to visit the woods his mother once spoke of so fondly. But it was among the beastribe of Ixal known as the Ehcatl Nine where his, at the time, novice experience as a craftsman was free to take wing. Literally. Though it's been some moons since he finished contributing to the development of the Dezul Qualan airship, he still enjoys visiting from time to time to see how they're coming along. He feels permanently indebted to Sezul and his crew. ★ Moon Gazing: Though not all too open about his heritage, Y'shai does have a secret desire to learn more of Keeper culture and the teachings of Menphina. Part of him feels he shouldn't care, not as if his Pops was ever a part of his life-- but on the other hand it's clearly something his mother knew of and loved enough to stay distant from home from some time. Are you a tribal Keeper? A priest/priestess of Menphina? Don't mind inelegantly asked questions? Apologies in advance. ★ Jaguar of the Rainforest: Fellow members of the Y who grew up in the Raincatcher sept would know Y'shai as family or former family considering their stance on his departure. And, though very rare, there is always a chance outsiders have happened upon the Y settlement in the past and met Y'shai long before he became who he is today. (this would take some pre-plotting together!)

★ Restoring the Firmament: Working out of Ishgard via the Manufactory means Y’shai is in prime, and eager, position to devote a good portion of his time to the recently begun restoration of the Firmament district. Are you also dedicated to seeing Ishgard flourish once more? Crafter and/or gatherer of no small renown? Maybe you’re just into watching from the sidelines and admiring the very nice view of all the hard-working men and women doing heavy lifting.

What I’m looking for ––––

Just about anything and everything in between. Friends, enemies, rivals, someone you have to work with that you can’t tolerate but secretly admire (and oh no they’re kinda hot?), a complete stranger to get drunk with under the stars and discuss the intricacies of life and why apkallu omelettes are superior to dodo omelettes-- c’mon dude they are way fluffier! I love light-hearted slice of life moments, intense, high-stakes action scenes and espionage, meaningful angst and scenes rife with emotion, falling into the dark underbelly of Eorzea and learning what grey morality really is. Chances are if you think it sounds dope and worth exploring so do I! I love writing for the sake of writing and if you feel similarly we’ll probably click.

The ultimate dream is fulfilling my favourite trope of a Found Family, but ‘course something like that would take dedication! 

OOC info ––––

18+, Canadian, EST. Here to have a good time.

I have discord and all that jazz so if you want a snappier way to communicate just lemme know. I like to think I’m pretty laid-back in all regards and not too much can ruffle my feathers, so don’t be scared to hit me up, world is your oyster! yeehaw

my boy also has a carrd, you’ll find everything here on there but with Extra Lore™! 

[grandmalavi]

Moondance, a Marquillo/Serquel fanfiction. My first time writting about these two, so I hope it it isn't too cringy nor extremely OOC. Enjoy! :)

“MOONDANCE”

Raquel found Sergio outside, seating by the beach, bare chested and barefoot underneath the moonlight. Staring at the crashing of the waves, it seemed as if the ocean held all answers to the overthinking going on inside that brilliant mind of his.

He'd sneaked out little after dinner, when she'd been too enthralled in a conversation with Ailyn, the kind Filipina woman he'd hired to help with them with house chores, to properly notice his escape. Once she'd noticed his absence, though, Raquel immediately knew where he'd go— in this pacific island of theirs, there weren't many places to run off to, after all.

She'd left her mother to continue chatting with Ailyn from where she knit by the kitchen table, calm and chatty as the woman rarely was these days. They discovered the sound of one of Sergio's old classic records would have a surprisingly soothing effect over Marivi, and it now played softly at the background as Raquel left the room, travelling upstairs to found Paula already tucked in bed. The little girl flipped curiously through the pages of one of the books Sergio had purchased for her birthday, a month ago, and once her mother sat by her side, Paula filled her ears with excited babble over Harry Potter's newest adventures until finally being convinced into turning the lights off and going to sleep. Smiling at her small form underneath the sheets, Raquel had left a crack of her daughter's door open, so that she'd have that little bit of light coming inside the room the way experience taught her it'd make her feel safer, although the talk around bedtime these days was that nine was too grown up to be afraid of silly monsters anymore.

Then, and only then, Raquel went out in search of the complex, annoyingly withdrawn man she turned out to love— supposing she'd given him the time alone he seemed to need to think, by then.

Their living room double doors opened to a breathtaking view of the ocean, and in specially hot days they'd taken a habit off setting in the comfortable net outside and watching as Paula ran around in the sand with her new Palawan friends. She and Sergio would talk about nothing and everything, swinging pleasantly in the arms of one another while exchanging the silliest smiles, between caresses and kisses that'd leave them both needing and turned on, although much too comfortable with just snuggling innocently in the breeze to move inside and do something about it, at the same time. Their touching would be torturing, but of the best, slow-burning and arousing sort of kind— leaving both flustered and breathless afterwards, often clinging onto one another like high schoolers until the time they'd be alone again would come.

This night, Raquel stood by the doorway while bracing herself against the chilling ocean breeze coming in, her eyes wandering briefly until she found Sergio's familiar form, his slean shoulders bared outside in the cold, although he remained unflinching in face of the waves constantly licking his legs. Feeling a wave of sadness wash over her at how lonely he seemed, she sighed, and without further hesitation started making her way toward him.

Her feet dug into the cool sand, goosebumps lifting all over her arms once she reached the spot where he sat, pushing her wavering hair out of her eyes to stare down at him. Cross-legged, Sergio had his elbows over his knees, not only his jeans soaked by the come and go of the ocean but all the rest of himself, as well. With water drops still glimmering in his skin and his hair damp, glued to his neck, it was clear he went for a night time swim in the freezing cold waters ahead— and, judging by his t-shirt thrown soaked in the sand by his side, not so long ago.

He was clearly freezing, the muscles of his back coiled and tensed, making something ferocious inside Raquel rise, wanting nothing but to wrap herself around him and handle him all the warmth she had. Even so, she held back, finding a fragility in his posture that told her he might recoil, in case she'd do so. And even though her approach hadn't been silent, at all, Sergio didn't seem to notice her presence there until she came to sit by his side, crossed legs underneath her summer dress to mimic his own, her knee coming to brush slightly at his.

At her touch, Sergio straightened suddenly as if struck by electricity, his eyes raising to her face as hers lowered, to find the whiskey glass half filled with wine he cradled between his hands.

He'd rarely drink, unless if to make her company, and something about the fact he found more comfort at the bottom of a glass tonight made her feel all sorts of angry and sad. But looking inside his eyes, stripped off his glasses for the obvious risk of losing them underwater, Raquel found how unsurprisingly sober he was, for despite knowing how this meticulous man she came to know could oddly turn unpredictable sometimes, she also knew he'd never be reckless to the point of entering the ocean drunk off his ass.

No, this… this sounded more like something she'd do, being definitely the impulsive one out of both. The thought made Raquel smile at him, soft and a little bittersweet, wishing deep down she'd muster just enough reasoning to help him cope with whatever bothered him today, exactly the way she knew he'd do for her anytime her feelings made her go a little nuts.

“I really made you a rebel with this swimming in your clothes thing, huh?” she murmurs, tilting her head to the ocean with her smile widening, teasingly “I mean, it's a little late to be freezing my butt out there, but you could've called me to join, no? I can be a little rebel too…”

“Just a little, yes, Inspectora?” Sergio's eyes crinkled as he smiled, shortly and awkwardly, his head ducking at his lap to avoid eye contact “I, well, I wasn't exactly planning on doing it, until… until I-I sort of… Was already there, water on my waist.” he gestured nervously, his hand making as if to push the glasses that weren't there back to the top of his nose “I, you see, I-I had a couple more of these before,” he lifts his glass, swirling the wine “and then I suppose the alcohol must've made me think I wanted to get rid of something very badly, for I threw it at the waves. But as soon as I saw it floating away I regretted it, and let's just say I had to dive in and fish it back on myself…” he shook his head, shyly, looking at her through his lashes with a shrug and a self-deprecating smirk “Not my finest moment, so I'm glad you weren't here to see me destroying the beauty of fully-clothed swimming so pathetically, indeed.”

Raquel's smile faded as he spoke. Frowning, not liking the look in his eyes, she forgot the space she intended on giving him and reached to grab hold of one of his hands in hers, bringing it to her lap. Immediately she realized her instinct to be right, for Sergio's cold fingers squeezed hers quite frantically, his throat bobbing as he swallowed, sort of leaning forward towards her, his eyes sparkling in the reflection the moon provided on the waves.

Oh, my love.

“Sergio, did you get rid of Andrés' watch?”

His features twitched, a grimace of shame, and he nodded “Tried.” his voice was a whisper, that he drowned inside his glass in a nervous gulp of wine. Then, he shook his head, wiping clumsily a drop of water that slid from somewhere around the bridge of his nose, then down his cheek “I-I, I don't know what the fuck I was thinking, Raquel. What damn good would've come out of getting rid of the only thing my brother has left me…” he sighed, tremulously, scoffing at himself “My father's watch, Raquel. This old contraption he had restored for me because I'd refuse putting it aside in twenty years, all of it so that I'd have it in time before the heist… so that I'd have 'a second to remind our reasons' on me, he said.” Sergio's whole face scrunched, as if some sort of physical pain cut him from the inside “Same damn thing Dad told me the day he left to die, leaving me this watch so I'd have a piece of him, and since then it's become… It's become this piece of Andrés and that bastard smile of his as well, Raquel, and now it won't probably even work anymore…” he closes his eyes shut, trembling “I-I'm such an idiot-”

“Hey.” Raquel scooted closer to him, passing her arms through his, her chin propped on his shoulder as she tilted her head backwards to meet his eyes “Only I can call my boyfriend that, you hear me?” sighing, she asked softly “Where is it?”

“Over my shirt.” Sergio nodded towards it, and Raquel turned to reach for it. Turning the simple, delicate watch she'd only seen him take off to sleep over in her hands, Raquel saw how he'd attempt to dried it, although droplets of water had inevitably leaked inside it as she tapped its glass, its hands remaining frozen, still marking the same time from about an hour ago. The engraved quote “a second to remind your reasons” shone as she ran her thumb softly over the back of it.

“We'll ask Aylin if she knows any watchmaker in the village to take a look at it later.” she tells him, turning his hand over to set the watch firmly around his wrist, back where it belonged, planting a soft kiss to his palm before resting their joined hands back over her thigh again “But even if it can't be fixed, it doesn't matter.” she entwined their fingers, squeezed his hand “I'm sure your brother wouldn't care, for he gave it to you so that you'd keep on you as a reminder of himself and your father, not as just one more gift. What matters, carinõ, is that it's become important enough for you to make you dive into the ocean at night just to retrieve it back.”

Leaning her cheek to his arm while watching him mull over her words, she felt how cold and damp his skin felt, how he'd punished himself by seating there and letting shivers consume his exposed chest until now.

“Berlim was…” Sergio shook his head, his voice cracking “Sometimes reminding him is… difficult, complicated. I kept… looking at it, today, over and over, and, I-I don't know, Raquel…” he gulped, turning the watch anxiously around his wrist “ It was hard not to replay his death over and over, I suppose, just at the sight of this. It felt simply so… revolting, unfair. Then next thing I new, I'd already launched it at the waves. And at first… at first it made me feel so damn relieved you wouldn't believe it, Raquel. So, so much.” his tone was raspy, strangled, and he squeezed her hand so firmly it hurt “Until I realised, realised… I couldn't. Shouldn't. Immediately, it was as if this stone-shaped weight settled inside me, heavying me all over, a hundred pounds over my shoulders. It made me regret, then go after after it like the moron I am, so fucking ashamed and hoping I could somehow grasp his memory back-”

“Shhhh.” Her heart ached as she attempted a smile at him, rubbing his arm up and down in attempts of lending him a little of her warmth, at least. Feeling her own eyes filling at the sight of Sergio's shining ones, Raquel cradled his face in her hands, blinking her own tears away “You don't have to feel ashamed, you hear me? It's okay for you not to want to suffer nor carry willingly reminders of your losses around, Sergio. Means you're human. Means it's normal for you to want to run away from bad, painful memories, sometimes. It's perfectly okay…”

Sergio rested his forehead to hers, eyes closed, pulling Raquel to his chest as a tremulous gasp escaped his lips. She tried to keep her eyes open and watching him, but it was proven impossible as Sergio nuzzled his nose to hers, lips brushing softly against her cheek before he buried his face into the space between her neck and shoulder, releasing what it seemed to be a lifetime held breath, warm and heartfelt, against her skin.

Her eyes drifting closed, Raquel hugged him back and let him drown his sorrow inside her arms.

Very soon this morning, soon as the sun peeked at the horizon, she'd woken up suddenly and for no apparent reason to find herself alone in their bed. Missing the usual feel of Sergio's arms wrapped around herself, she'd sat and turned around to see where he'd went, finding his familiar form observing the sunrise by himself at the beach outside. Knowing the occurrence of his nightmares and troubled sleep the past few days very well by then, for she was the one to comfort him and witness him toss and turn, calling out his brother's name in the night, Raquel assumed he needed to clear his head off but didn't want to wake her up.

Nevertheless, she went after him. And wrapped her arms around him from behind as soon as she was close enough, hands sliding to his chest as she glued herself against his back, being able to feel the deep intake of air he took as soon he felt her touch. She'd earned herself a weak smile, Sergio's larger hands finding and grasping hers thankfully as she hugged him tighter, wishing to able to send all his troubles away with something as simple as her presence, alone. Together they stood, until sun rays colored the sand by their bare feet, orange glowing and outlining their joined bodies in soft warmth.

And then Raquel pulled him back towards the house, Sergio following willingly, wrapping himself all around her in return. Soon they no longer walked, but stumbled upon their unmade bed, falling over the mattress together amidst Sergio's pouring ticklish kisses all over her neck and shoulders and Raquel's breathless, relieved laughing out loud.

Their lovemaking was rushed and intense, a frantic ripping of clothes and ablazing hands exploring exposed skin, until Sergio's hips furiously met hers, coaxing shared gasps of relief out of both. Raquel's pent up desire for his touch made her dig scratches with her nails into his back, such was her pleasure, coaxing him into moving, harder, faster, deepest as possible within every thrust inside her until they both reached a sudden, toe-curling climax almost at the same time. Collapsing above her, Sergio's arms enclosured Raquel in a warm cage in which she immediately melted, his lips pressed against the pulsing hollow of her throat as they both struggled to catch their breath. She smiled in contentment, although briefly, once she noticed how tense and still he rested inside her embrace, silent even as she drew lazy shapes over his back with her fingertips, trying to get some actual words out of his mouth to express what had tormented him so much during the night.

Then, finally, as she felt moisture where his cheek had come to rest right above her heart, Sergio breathed his confession in a harsh whisper “He'd been forty-six today.”

And without further words needed, with her heart sinking, Raquel understood. It torn her how little there was she could actually do for him, but to hug him and feel his pain and let him hold onto her, caressing his hair as his silent tears slid between her breasts.

She'd never got to meet Andrés, besides for that brief and mostly unpleasant encounter with him as Berlim back at the heist, but that morning she and Sergio both fell asleep feeling deeply for his loss at heart.

When she'd woken up again, was to the strong smell of Sergio's cologne filling her senses, once during their sleep he apparently had turned on his side and crushed her to himself at some point, entangling his limbs around her in a death grip. Raquel's face glued to his neck, for she honestly felt hotter within the second against his warm body, but soon she found out she didn't bother much, when it was clear by his slow heartbeats Sergio felt deeply comforted and at peace in their sweaty embrace. She was, in fact, just starting to doze off again, lulled by the sound of his regular breathing, when he released her a bit, clearly awake, to cradle her face in his hands and place a lingering kiss on her lips.

“Good morning.” he'd said, smiling, and with that Raquel thought— wanted to believe— his troubled thoughts had ceased tormenting him, at least for today.

And true to his best abilities of putting up a facade, Sergio managed to convince her pretty well with another kiss and the promise of having breakfast ready for her downstairs, before he'd retrieve his glasses by the nightstand and left her hugging a pillow in lieu of his body, to disappear inside their bathroom displaying a relaxed smile on his face. Through the rest of the day, he never mentioned his brother nor the sorrow he'd expressed freely in her arms that morning again.

Raquel never approached the subject either, knowing that Sergio was bound to shyness and embarrassment if pushed into expressing himself prematurely, especially when the control freak inside him reacted so poorly upon having his emotions on check. And so she went along with his good humor and set about watching him closely, instead.

She laughed along Aylin and her mother's silly conversation topics at the breakfast table while accepting the coffee mug he handled her with a quick peck on the lips, watching him with the same moved gratitude of every day as he walked around her chair to deliver Paula's plate first, a smile opening on his face as the little girl approved soundly of her chocolate chips and bunny-shaped pancakes made out of scratch. Raquel even sneaked by the old piano Sergio had pushed against a corner in their living room, later, leaning onto the instrument in silent awe to observe him coaxing her daughter's enthusiasm into actually sitting and learning a few clumsy notes under his patient guidance. Unsurprisingly, she'd almost embarrassed herself by actually tearing up once Paula eagerly started playing the song they've been practicing for about two months now, Sergio's encouraging murmurs making her little girl smile proudly, seemingly suddenly so attentively and mature Raquel wanted nothing but to hug her tightly and never let her grow up.

But, above all, Raquel felt as if she could actually weep if any of them lifted their eyes from the keys long enough to acknowledge her presence there. Because family was the only word she could think of to describe Sergio's hand on Paula's shoulder and the little girl's clear admirance upon him every time he'd smile approvingly when she'd hit the right notes— the two halves of her heart, merging together into actually loving and caring for each other right there before her eyes.

Not for the first time since she'd brought her family to live in Palawan, Raquel felt deeply thankful for Sergio's willingness into making them a part of his life as well. He was such a different man here amongst them, and little by little she saw how he'd started to reveal new sides of his personality just by interacting with them. He no longer was the Professor nor Salva to her, but Sergio instead, a junction of both personalities into this man worth so much more Raquel could see both her daughter and mother starting to discover— and falling in love— for his true self as well.

Right now, being hugged and hugging him equally fiercely back, Raquel wished their newfound love could be enough balsam to relieve the lost of his loved ones somehow. Almost as if sensing her worry, she felt Sergio's chest expand against hers as he sighed very deeply, cupping the back of her head with both hands before finally releasing her, pulling back. She found pain still there in his face, but his eyes were clear once again, albeit intense, his attention solely focused on her in a way that made Raquel's stomach flutter in unexpected butterflies.

“We should get back inside.” he whispered, his features softer, tender, his hands moving to rub her upper arms “You're starting to freeze.”

"You are the only one freezing here, Professor.” deciding they've loathed over sadness enough for today already, Raquel opened a mischievous smirk at him. Smitten, she stole his glass of wine for herself and tossed her head back, emptying it in two gulps. Licking her lips, she left it behind on the sand, very much enjoying the way Sergio's pupils dilated as he watched her, amused.

“I've learned a long time ago that the best way to warm up is being creative.” she said, then leaned in for a kiss Sergio returned so hungrily she moaned against his mouth, coaxing a frustrated groan out of him as soon as she pulled back, smiling, and giggling got to her feet “You can get your old man's ass back inside later, 'cause right now you owe me a dance, Marquina.” she offered him her hands “Moondance is still my top ten Van Morrison favorite, so if you could, you know, get yourself moving while the moon is still out, that'd be great.”

“They'll have to get this engraved on my tombstone.” Sergio shook his head, smiling “Dead by Raquel Murillo's hands. Poor man couldn't say no, they'll say.”

And he grabbed her hands, stood up, resting his own hands around her waist to nuzzle her neck, feeling finally brought out of his own head there against her, happy and alive.

“Funny. Last night it seemed I was handling you just fine, no?” Raquel whispered by his ear, putting her arms around his neck.

Sergio laughed into her hair “Oh, you've got low tactics, Inspectora. Very low.”

“Anything's fair in love and negotiation, Professor. I didn't invent that.”

“Wrong quote. Great point, though.” he whispered, then nibbled her ear, chuckling when she gasped and pushed her hips automatically against his.

“W-Why aren't we moving?” Raquel stuttered, actually a bit flushed “Dancing and standing aren't the same thing, you know.”

“Oh, I do.” Sergio took one of her hands in his, pulled her closer and pushed back to beam a smug smirk at her “I told you before I never enjoyed dancing, but I did grow up with Andrés by my side, you know. He'd coax me into waltzing him more times than I'd like to admit, and I'll let you know I happened to get very good at it, Murillo.”

He winked at her and started swaying on his feet, gently guiding her along. Unable to stop herself, Raquel smiled wide, gasping and laughing in delight as Sergio unexpectedly spun her around, bringing her breathlessly back to his chest with a laugh of his own.

“You're not so bad, I admit it.” she breathed against his ear, heartbeats happily pounding, her chin over his shoulder as she tried to catch her breath. Closing her eyes, she wished they could spend the whole night like this, blissful and lost in their own world.

“Well, I was taught well.” Sergio spun them in lazy circles, putting her messy hair behind her ear “My brother would come back from the dead just to wack me on the head if I'd embarrass myself in front of a pretty girl like you, Inspectora.”

“Pretty girl, huh?”

“Yes, very pretty. Hot, too. Naughty. And oh, so horny sometimes…”

She slapped him playfully on the chest.

“That's a good comment to reflect about on the couch, you know.”

“You think? 'Cause I think some punishing sex would teach me a better lesson-”

She silenced him with a kiss, one that escalated very quickly, up until they stopped swaying to devour each other's mouths, breathing loudly and eating one another's moans, the freezing ocean breeze ignored around them once hands caressed and burned every bit of exposed skin there was to be touched. Sergio was almost lifting off her feet when Raquel pulled back, breathlessly, resisting the need to wrap her legs around his waist.

“Let's get back inside.”

“But I thought you wanted a dance first.” Sergio murmured, showering her jaw line in languid kisses “I was starting to feel rather fond of this new dancing style, to be honest…”

“Sergio.” Raquel protested, faintly and barely audible as her eyes tended to roll every time his mouth touched her skin “Carinõ, I'd love to, but if we keep dancing with your hands wandering in this pace, soon enough both Ailyn and my mother will be able to spot my bare ass from all the way inside the house.” she wrinkled her nose, reminding a few near-misses in her teenage days “And trust me, she wouldn't let us hear the end of it anytime soon…”

“Alright, alright. Back inside.” Sergio sighed, releasing her to gather his shirt from where he'd left it in the sand and hurry back to her side so fast Raquel giggled, before he grabbed her hand and pulled them to the house “Let's go. Don't stop or make eye contact, or else they'll make questions!”

His seriousness made her laugh harder as they entered the house, Sergio pulling her behind himself like a man on a mission. They crossed the living room and went for the stairs like teenagers on a secret relationship, sneaking into the bedroom instead of out of it, while hoping the women inside the kitchen wouldn't catch them on sight. Her mother's sharp instincts, however, were not to be underestimated, and soon they heard her shout:

“Don't forget to dry yourselves, otherwise you'll catch a cold!”

Laughing at Sergio's deer on the highlights looks, Raquel called back “Don't worry, Mamá!”

As she heard Marivi's and Aylin's amused laughter downstairs, Raquel guided a flustered Sergio towards their room, thinking a cold wouldn't be a price so high to pay for all she could've expected from a dance under the moonlight with the man she loved, and more.

[seki-no-kishiko]

[Kishiko Seki: About + LFRP]

NAME:  Seki no Kishiko | Kishiko Seki. NICKNAME:  Seki, Kiko (rarely). AGE:  Approx. 24 years. RACE:  Au Ra, Raen (?). GENDER:  Female. SERVER:  Balmung/Crystal Cross-World.

HAIR:  Oceanic tones of aquamarine. EYES:  Sea Green. SKIN TONE:  Porcelain, fair. HEIGHT:  4′5″, below average. BUILD:  Slender, nubile. DISTINGUISHING MARKS:  [○] A long thick tail equal in length to body height, with plate-like scales over the upper ridge that gradually shift to smaller, fish-like scales similar to those across convex locations of her physique.  [○] Albinoesque brows & eyelashes.  [○] Light, translucent webbing between fingers and toes.  [○] A maw of unusually pointed teeth.  [○]  Shell-like horns. COMMON ACCESSORIES:  Kishiko wears many an outfit accompanied by jewelry that is forged from natural components of sea-life; shells and pearls woven together in decorative unison. She tends to adorn herself in many trinkets unable to be displayed in game or on the character model. AESTHETIC:  Nature, the ocean, sea shores, sunset, storms, water, mischief, sweets, swimming, fae/fey, seascapes, pearl, shimmering scales, song, ethereal dance, the moon, the sun, open skies, tides, raen culture, sea witchery, elemental magic, sharp teeth, blue/aqua/green/white, myths and legends.

PROFESSION:  Sea-Witch cryptid. AFFILIATION:  None at present. HOBBIES:  Swimming, exploring, singing, hunting, collecting shells, petty theft, trickery and fishing. LANGUAGES: Hissing & clicks, broken Hingan/Common. RESIDENCE:  None at present, Nomadic. BIRTHPLACE:  The Ruby Sea. PATRON:  The Kami. FEARS:  Larger predators of the deep blue, being restricted in access to aquatic environments for extended periods of time, captivity or imprisonment, death.

SPOUSE:  None. CHILDREN:  None. PARENTS:  Nakanoin (Mother, deceased); Kawakami (Father, deceased). OTHER RELATIVES:  With a bloodline that can be traced back to forebearers driven from land to sea, Kishiko is the last remaining of her family; a clan split from mainstream brethren at behest of ancestral secret.  PETS:  None.

Social Level:  Gregarious, confident, playful, curious. One  Positive Personality Trait:  Spirited. One Negative Personality Trait:  Fickle. One Personality Warning:  Kishiko is often capricious and flighty - as unpredictable as the ocean itself - making her prone to coming and going as she pleases with little understanding (at this point in time) as to how this may affect others around her. Random Quirk:  Waterbreathing - for reasons undisclosed, Kishiko is as capable of breathing underwater as she is on land. Addictions:  None at present, sans her sweet tooth. Habits:  Kishiko habitually uses her over-sized tail as something of a ‘cushion’ when sitting, more often than not laying it down over applicable surface before claiming it for herself. There is also a tendency for seafood to be eaten raw... and off the bone.

POSSIBLE RP HOOKS - these are suggestions only! The choice for hook is entirely your own, should you wish to use one. I will never expect a particular reaction from you or your character.

WITCHERY:  Kishiko is skilled in the use of water-aspected magicks, both in a conjured (white) and destructive (black) sense. At a basic level, she can draw and manipulate water from a source (abilities that can both give or take from the environment) or conjure it from her own aether. The larger the body of water she has access to, the stronger her spells tend to be. Kishiko does not have any experience, nor skill, in other elemental magic but is proficient in generalized spell-work born of ritual and oceanic ingredients.

RAEN HERITAGE:  Raen with ties to the underwater village of Sui-no-Sato and surrounding areas may have been warned at young age or made wary of the Seki in the waters beyond the dome, labeling them monsters - dangerous and cursed. Such stories were embellished over time, exaggerated to include gnashing teeth and promises of snatching away disobedient children - myths that eventually died out along with their source. To this day, some Raen in touch with aquatic heritage may vaguely remember the stories told to them as children at behest of older ancestors. Those who may have migrated without aquatic ties may still find common ground in shared heritage - a friendly, scaled face of familiar race amidst a sea of strangers. 

Not Raen? No problem! A scientifically minded character may show interest in studying or experimenting on physical variance between she and her Raen kin, just as the money grubbing may seek a chance to exploit if the opportunity opportunities arise. This also provides avenues for darker rp - which I’m open to (but would like to discuss beforehand)! On a lighter note, others could target conflicting/curious views between cultures, professions or gender, and the superstitious rife with caution.

A CHANCE ENCOUNTER: Most likely to be found in coastal communities, it is rare for Kishiko to be situated in regions akin to Gridania or Ul’Dah for extended periods of time (though not entirely impossible via roleplay). However, it is not unheard of to find her along any exposed coastline, including Vylbrand and Limsa Lominsa, with the possibility and frequency of an appearance increasing toward the Ruby Sea and Kugane. Sailors may encounter her in open water, applying the same premise. There are plenty of hooks to be taken advantage of here!

PLAYER’S CHOICE: I prefer to avoid more well-established connections with people I���m unfamiliar with (the fun is in forging these in roleplay, I find!), but I’m open to OOC discussion. All walk-ups are loved (especially when the ‘RP’ tag is up) - please don’t feel as though you need some grand plot or plan to approach with, a simple greeting or initiation will get the ball rolling! If you’re in the area, and are keen on a scene - let me know!

What Am I Looking For?  Friends, colleagues, rivals, contacts, connections of any kind! An FC, perhaps, if it fit her concept well enough!

Kishiko’s inbox is always open for interaction both IC and OOC, please feel encouraged to send asks, prompts or comments even if we’ve never spoken. I welcome cross-server asks and prompts as well, and will endeavor to do the same for you!

It’s rare for me to play a character like Kiko, but I hope you enjoy her! I am currently leveling her through the HW expansion and will likely update this in future, should things change or develop.

I follow from @kaliheart, but interact OOCly from @kalihearts and have been rping since 2013. I can be slow to type, at times.

I’m adaptable to many different stories, styles and situations.

+All RP themes from the dark, serious, and mature (violence, sexuality, murder, drug / alcohol use, etc.) to the light-hearted, humorous, and cheerful. I enjoy balance - I’m here to tell a story. Awesome dramatic plots. Heavy, feels-ridden plots. Elaborate, grand-scale, long-term plots. One-shot plots. Personal and private plots. Subterfuge and hidden plots. Rags to Riches. Serious injury. Temporary injury and incapacitation of mind or body. Temporary captivity or imprisonment. Combat. Ambushes. Assassination attempts. Rivalries. Deep platonic friendships. Romantic tension. Sexual tension. Coarse language.

As it stands, Kishiko is a character with room to grow as she learns more of ‘world customs’, and may grow or change depending on her experiences.

Very friendly, but an anxious and shy bean IRL... easily distracted! 

Asks, prompts and boosts are all loved and appreciated! ♥ 

Contact: In Game - Kishiko Seki or via tumblr DM!

[simonxriley]

The River

Summary: Joel and Ellie go to a nearby river to gather some fish. Only Joel has a little surprise up his sleeve. 

Words: 1,569

A/N: This is my first time writing anything for TLOU. But I've been wanting to branch out a little and I came up with this cute little idea. I apologize if Joel and Ellie are a little ooc. But I hope you enjoy!

Warnings: Swearing

Also on FF and Ao3 

Ellie was walking behind Joel on their way down to the river. The last few days were more than hectic. First, another group of hunters attacked the hydroelectric plant, making a large group of infected come their way. They lost a lot of people that day, but they somehow managed to kill the infected and take back the plant. Now with some piece and quiet, Joel and Ellie were heading for the river to catch some fish. Since rations were getting low, Joel offered to go out and scrounge up some food.

He was becoming a little restless with not much to do. The infected would get burned to a crisp if they touched the electric fence and the hunters didn't really attack. Knowing they were greatly outnumbered. It's almost been 2 months since they've come back to Jackson County. Ellie became comfortable rather quickly, which both shocked and delighted Joel. And she was quick to make new friends.

  Ellie looked at the fishing pool in her hand and sighed. She knew nothing about fishing, but what she's heard from Joel. It's boring. She'd much rather go hunt for a buck than go fishing. You would get more food anyways. "Ugh. Do we have to fish? Why can't we just go find a buck? A buck can feed a lot more people than a few fish can."

"Have you seen any deer around? Anyways, it'd be good for you to learn." Joel scratched at his beard and kept walking. Little did Ellie know, he had a little surprise for her. 

"Fine. But if I see a buck, I'm shooting it." She glanced down at her gun and then looked around her. The woods were quiet, besides the chirping of birds. 

Ellie grabbed her butterfly knife from her back pocket and fiddled with it. Tommy gave her a sharpening stone awhile back and she put it to good use. Her knife was getting frighteningly dull. Now it was as good as new. She put it away and sighed.

The sound of rushing water filled their ears. They were getting close to the river. Ellie started to whistle to pass the time. Then Joel quickly turned to her and placed a finger on his lips. A silent message for her to be quiet. He pointed in front of them and that's when she saw the infected. It looked to be 3 clickers and 1 runner who was munching on some poor unlucky fellow. 

The runner's back was to them, which made them have a good advantage and the clickers weren't walking around. Joel as quietly as he could loaded his bow and arrow before he moved closer. As Ellie did the same. Then quietly as they could they made it a little bit closer to where the infected were. Making sure to watch out for any twigs they might accidentally step on. 

They ended up getting relatively close. Joel lined up the arrow with a clicker, he patiently waited for the wind to pass and then he let the arrow go. The first clicker went down with out a problem. Ellie had her arrow ready, just as soon as she let the arrow go a breeze came through. Altering the arrow's path. Her heart ceased for a second when the arrow landed right in the head of the runner.

Luckily for them, it didn't alert the remaining two clickers. Joel loaded another arrow and waited for the breeze to pass yet again. Then he let it go, hitting one of the other clickers. Ellie loaded an arrow for the last remaining clicker. She aimed it at the head and waited for the inevitable breeze to come by. Once it died down she let it go. The only thing that could be heard was the faint snapping of wood as the arrow hit the head of the clicker.

"Alright. Looks like that's all of them." Joel stood back up and placed the bow back on his back. 

"I fucking hate those things." She stood up, but kept the bow in her hand. 

They continued on until the river was right in front of them. Joel dropped his bag and turned to Ellie. She groaned and dropped hers. Then went to grab the fishing rod. Only Joel stopped her. 

"We're actually not here for fishing." 

"Then why are we here?" She raised a brow and gestured around her. 

"I'm gonna teach you how to swim. How's that sound?" He crossed his arms and waited for a reaction.

"Now? I don't know, the water looks pretty deep." She looked over at the river. She could tell exactly how deep it was, but it looked deep to her. 

"Yes now. Unless you wanna wait until next summer? It's only deep in the middle. We'll go out to about your waist, that gives you enough room to actually swim and stand up if need be. So whaddya say kiddo?" 

"Sure. What if infected show up or hunters? Our bags will be here while we're in the water." She didn't like the thought of being unprotected. 

"That's why I have the bow and you have your knife right? We'll be fine. There's no hunted in these parts anyways. Not sure about infected though." He shrugged and bent down to grab something from his bag. "I will take this. Just in case."

He grabbed a large knife and secured it to his belt. Then he made his way towards the river. Ellie slowly following behind. He waited until she was right next to him. 

"The currents not strong here. Just slowly walk out until the water comes to your waist, or just below." He started to walk out. The cold water was refreshing on him. It was another blistering hot day. He knew the water would only be coming up to at least his thighs. He turned to see how Ellie was doing. The water was up to her shins. Joel shook his head and walked a little further. Only to stumble and fall into the water. 

Ellie stopped when she heard a splash. She looked in the direction the splash came from and saw Joel sitting in the water. "What happened?"

"I slipped on a damn rock. So be careful." He groaned and stood back up. Then waited for Ellie. She chuckled and slowly walked over to him, making sure not to step on any rocks. "You do know the concept of swimming right?" 

"Yeah. You move your arms and kick your legs." 

"There's a little bit more too it than that kiddo. First get use to the water." Joel dipped his hand in it. Feeling the slow current move through his fingers.

Ellie dipped both her hands into the water. Feeling it move through her fingers and against her body. The current was slow, agile. Perfect for practicing. She looked around her, seeing if there was a change in the current anywhere. When there wasn't, she relaxed a bit more. It didn't take her long before she was use to it.

"Okay, I'm use to it. What's next?" She turned towards Joel and placed her hand back in the water. The movements through her hand was calming. 

"You've seen me do it enough. Why don't you give it a whirl?" He moved back a little to give her a little more space and so he wouldn't get splashed.

Ellie took a deep breath and looked down at the clear water. Watching it flow down the stream. Then she let it out and went for it. Moving her arms in a half circular motion, pushing the water to each side of her. And then kicked her legs. She moved a little ways forward, splashing Joel as she did. When she got a few feet away, she stood up and turned back to Joel.

"Holy shit. I did it." Happiness and a little shock shown over her face. She wasn't expecting to get it that fast. Then she turned around and headed back towards Joel. 

"See. It's not that hard. Soon you'll be a pro." He smiled and looked down at the watch on his wrist. Remembering of the time he taught Sarah how to swim.

Ellie kept swimming back and forth between Joel and a few feet away. She was enjoying herself for the time being. And it was good for her to learn, now she could help Joel if need be. After a while she swam back to Joel and stood up. She placed her hands on her hips and was trying to catch her breath.

"My arms are tired. So when can you teach me how to swim under water?" 

"Yeah, it'll do that too you. Let's learn how to swim in deeper water first before we go for under water." He shook his head and scoffed. 

"Fine. Weren't we originally here to get food?"

"Yeah." Joel sighed and headed out of the river. Ellie following behind. He crouched down by his bag to grab the fishing rod. He saw something from his peripheral vision and looked up. Then he lightly tapped Ellie on her arm to grab her attention. She looked at him with a confused look. All Joel did was point. She looked in the direction he was pointing and joy spread across her face. They both slowly put on their gear and grabbed their bows.

"Let's go get that buck of your kiddo."

[dcmissionaries]

Sharknado 4: A Fishy Revenge

For those living in SolCal, it was an unusually cold and unpleasant day. The weather was bearable, but for many of the Abbey residents it was better to stay indoors where it was nice and cozy. Sir Strappon spent the morning being attentive to the local news, changing the channels ever so often until he received a phone call. It was from the life guard department in Daten's beach filing a complaint about some...rather fishy business happening. After a few yeahs, of courses, and right aways, Strappon figured that today was an appropriate day to help clean out the beach. Not like there was much to do around the Abbey at the time. All chores are complete with most Angels probably bored out of their minds. Turning off the T.V., Strappon went into his office, turning the intercoms on to announce, "Good morning, or should I say good afternoon at this point. We've received a call from Daten beach, requesting our immediate presence. I'll be driving ahead, try to secure a method of transportation. I expect you all to make it within the hour so don't take too long." With a click signaling the intercoms were shut off, Strappon saw himself out and ready to terrorize traffic. Shades had been looking at the speakers as Strappon spoke, turning back to Undershirt with a raised brow, "Don't you think it's a bit cold for a trip to the beach?" Undershirt shrugged, "I think it's safe to assume that this isn't a trip to catch some R&Rs at the beach if he's making us go on a cold day," he replied putting his phone away as he got up from his seat. "We should probably go now considering that we're supposed to be examples for the other Fallen..." Shades groaned, "I don't wanna, it's cold and it's drizzling..." Regardless, Shades got up and slapped on his jacket. No not Jacket, just a jacket. As both set out, the rest of the Abbey residents gathered at the main entrance of the monastery, figuring out carpooling or other means of transportation. Upon arrival to the beach, everybody caught sight of Strappon with a bag full of...questionable substances. "Ew what the hell is that?" "Was there an oil spill?" "Groooss it's writhing..." "Enough," Strappon called out, "I gathered you here because the life guards sent in a complaint that ghosts still roamed the waters, taking several lives over the years. The fact that nobody has done anything about it for this long kinda goes to show how we need to prioritize ourselves better. So start by picking up the smaller ghosts on the shoreline before fishing for bigger ghosts." Silence. Everybody wanted a more relaxed day at the beach, this is not what they expected. Strappon stopped himself from walking away, looking at the angels one last time, 

SHARKNADO 4: A FISHY REVENGE The Angels have been recruited to clean up Daten City's beach from their last conundrum with a certain ghost-creating concoction! This isn't exactly a day at the beach they'd be looking forward to. --------

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Daten City Beach was once a nice pristine place, but in the current gross weather it looked so bland. On top of that, the waters were filled with more junk than one would find at a nudist beach - that junk being, of course, all sorts of tiny, wriggly, worthless ghosts of dead seafood. It was worse than a back alley Asian resaurant. The bland white sand in the overcast weather looked so... Well, dead. Not to mention since the only people there were the Angels, it was barren as a wasteland.

BRIT:  Strappon sat on one of the Life Guard towers, legs crossed with a  little table hooked up to one of the arms of the chair fitted with a  tea set, some sort of biscuits and an electric tea pot. He didn't plan  on doing much other than supervision because, well, these ghosts  weren't really much of a problem. All he was here for was making sure  the Angels would do their work properly.

SOPHIE:  Road rage is an understatement. She was already late as is, Bodysuit  had forgotten that they were cleaning up the beach today. She had  thrown all she could think useful into the back of her minivan, picked  up her "children" and rushed over to the beach; spewing obscenities at  all who oppose her and her minivan. What a great mom!  The Minivan skidded to a stop, perfectly parallel parked alongside the  boardwalk to the beach. Bodysuit fixed her mirror and looked over at  the kids in the back. "So, who brought the snacks?"

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Knittens peeked into the horribly messy room that was Fasciantor's and  whsipered in a low voice,  "Hey Fasci can I go to the beach today? Snore if yes."  Fascinator still asleep snored loudly in response, unaware of what he  was unintentionally agreeing to. Knittens snickers as he now  technically has permission of his guardian as he quickly rushes out of  the house, bidding PTJ a goodbye. He grabbed his hockey stick on the  way out as he climbs into the waitying minivan, watching the buildings  pass by. At their destiantion he was already pawing at the door when  Bodysuit asked the question and froze. He forgot the snacks. Of  everything he forgets, he forgot the munchies.

BOXER:  Boxer was Bored as hell, He hate doing this. He was so excited to go  to the Beach, he had bought swimming gear and stuff for fun. He also  got there by sneaking into Strappon's car when he wasn't looking.  Boxer was bored, he was doing his work lazy. "Argh, this so boring! i  want to fight Ghost not pick them up" he wined as he pick up the Fish  Ghost. he looked around to see if anyone was look and sneak to shop to  get a Milk Shake>

SKRILLSNWUBWUBS:  Suspender skirt leaned back in her spot in the mini van gently brushed  out the wrinkles in her skirt and held up an assorted plate with  cookies and sandwiches "I did!" she called out, though she was tired  and unsure what was going on. She would have brought the entire  kitchen if she could. "I have juice boxes too if anyone wants" she  said as she pulled out a box of grape juice for herself.

BRIT:  Jacket shuffled around the beach, pouting the entire time. He wasn't  exactly too happy about this whole "cleaning" job. His boss smelled  worse than high-tide, how does anyone expect this kid to clean his own  room, let alone an entire beach? He kicked a tiny ghost into the air  and slashed it with Dual Pride, sighing and looking around for another  Angel or two to talk to so he could slack o-- PARTNER UP.

 At the mention of juice boxes, he skirted over to the minivan.

 "Hey, you guys must be new!! At least I know one of ya is!" He said in  his cheerful tone, "Need help gettin around? Or maybe we can do this  dumb task together?"  He offered a grin to the party around the van.

BRIT:  Duster's eyes scanned the ocean carefully. He had already been  standing at the shore, shanking any ghost the would come anywhere  within 10 feet of him. If he was going to get back to Heaven, this was  certainly the most daunting task he'd faced to date. Killing small  ghosts that were worth nothing? Foolish.

 He sighed and looked back at the rest of the crew there, watching  everyone else from his position in the water. They were all wavering  from the task as well, it seemed. Someone was even going over to the  shake stand. That place looked gross, anyway.

BOXER:  As soon as Boxer got his Milk Shake and heard food, he ran over to the  Van and started to snack. "Food!" he shouted as he ate like a animal.  he was satisfying his boredom by eating food. He was eating have of  the food so far and not stopping. he later stops eating and burps  loud,he then pats his belly. "Man, that was good" he said as he  started to drink his Milk Shake.

KRO:  From out of the woodworks came Shades, slowly creeping up behind  Strappon. His sights were set on the biscuits, they were a girl scout  brand after all and he hasn't had some in the longest time.  Sukafu shook his head at Shades' antics, he himself was sharing pet  photos with Hot Pants.

 "He's gonna get his ass whooped, I bet like. 20 bucks on it," he  commented. Hot Pants looked up, "I bet double that.

 For Shades it was a success, two biscuits stolen.

SOPHIE:  Bodysuit smiled softly, taking the keys out of the ignition and  unbuckling herself. She got out and helped out Knittens, then  Suspender Skirt. She helped carry some of the various snacks the girl  had brought..  and man, had she brought a lot. "Thank you sweety!"

 Bodysuit's attention was drawn over to the rather..protagonist looking  individual in front of them. "Oh! Yes, thank you. Sorry, I don't think  I've gotten the chance to introduce myself formally yet. My name's  Bodysuit, it's a pleasure to meet you..?" She asked Jacket, leaning  her head to the side. She wasn't looking forward to cleaning up  ghosts, but maybe this experience could be enriched by /friendship!/

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Was Headphones doing work? No. No, he wasn't. He was in the damn cold  as hell ocean with his dinosaur, of course, his purse sized fluffy  dino. Clover the dino was on his head because he didn't want them to  get wet in the cold water, but himself in freezing ocean water? Just  fine, everything is fine. His feet going numb was normal right? He  bobbed up and down in the water and every now and then a ghost floated  by and he did try to hit it with his weapon. Key word was try. What  was he even doing there? He doesn't know. Do you know?  Knittens was already shoving a cookie in his face because the poor boy  forgot breakfast, the most important meal of the day. He grinned back  at Jacket as he wave a friendly hello and chirped,  "Wanna join the sqaud?"  Helooked around the ghostsite and got ready his hockey stick. He was  gonna make the goal.

BRIT:  Strappon smacked Shades with a rather long stick he had with him.  "Hey, those are mine, you git." He said, sipping his tea, "Go help the  others and I'll consider sharing."

 Jacket's smile seemed to widen further at Bodysuit and he held out his  hand.  "Name's Jacket!" He said, "I'd love to join teh squad! We've been...  Ehhh, starting, I guess."  He looked back at the beach, rubbing the back of his neck with a  little nervous chuckle.

 Duster looked over at the other Angel in the water and poked him  gently with his sword.  "You don't have to be so deep in the water, you know." He said simply,  "You'll get sick, have you no tact?"

BOXER:  Boxer was relaxing and not doing his job. He was to lazy anyways, he  didn't care anymore. He got up and started to look at all the Angels  then he see Duster. Boxer walks towards him crack his neck and  knuckles. "Hey names Boxer, the Angel who will defeat God" smiles as  he said. He was prideful of saying it a lot. "So what's your name?" he  asked with a smile.

EMI:  Dermal sat looking disinterestedly at the beach and the Abbey's Angels  scattered about, most of them groaning and putting little effort into  the job dropped onto them. All this waste. And HE had to babysit. Veil  nervously approached him with a silver tray of sandwiches and wine  spritzers.

 "I'm so glad you've replaced that other Seraph, sir! You're much more  fitting for the spot!" She chirped. "It seems like we're finally  getting some things done around here!!"

 Dermal simply smirked.  "Yes, I suppose it is nice to see things moving in the right  direction. Nice to actually see you around."

 Veil tried to hide her blush, but giggled a lot at the "compliment"

 In the meantime, Trenchcoat ran away from a pair of tiny squid ghosts  that were apparently not as dead as he has suspected, kicking them  around. One of the squids launched all the way to Jacket's face.

SKRILLSNWUBWUBS:  Suspender skirt smiled at Jacket and offered up her bag filled with  juice boxes "Teamwork sounds good to me! Care for a juice box??" She  then flushed a little "Oh! How rude of me, I'm Suspender skirt, it's  nice to meet you!" she then shifted her weight to offer her hand to  Jacket.

SAIYAN:  Undershirt, Wristband and T.J. all had arrived at the beach. The  weather wasn't that as good as they had hoped, it was a little cloudy  and dreary. But then again, they weren't here to have fun, they had a  job to do.

 "Jeez, this place is a mess" Undershirt said as he looked around the  beach.

 "You can say that again. This place looks like it's been littered with  a bunch of used condoms" Wristband added.

 Tuxedo Jacket just grunted. He did not want to be here at all! He was  gonna get sand in his nice dress shoes! His suit would get all dirty  too and his hair would probably get messed up, Nothing about this was  good at all.

 Undershirt looked around a bit and saw Shady, the other half of the  Ophanim pair in the Abbey.

 "Hey Shades! Nice to see you made it!" Undershirt said as he ran up to  him, with Wristband and T.J. in toe.

SOPHIE:  Bodysuit shrieked and in a moments notice, the clothing that once  covered her body was now gone, leaving her with a shovel in her hand  and nothing to cover her shame but her underwear and her hair.  With her weapon that was Jaden, but actually a shovel, she pried the  squid ghost from off Jacket's face /carefully./  /"I'm sorry I didn't want to touch that."/  She sighed, and held the shovel over her shoulder. "So, action's at  the beach then? Lets go!" She said, pointing her shovel forwards like  it was some sort of sword or something.

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Headphones shivered before he felt a gentle tap on his head and he  immediately freaked out. He was in the ocean if there were any octopi,  he was gonna cry. Sinking deeper into the ocean as he yelped,  "Virgin Mary protect me from the ocotpus-Oh... Hi, I'm Headphones."  He straightened up as he reutrned to just waist up water as he shrugs  at the comment as he replies,  "Nah, it's fine. I think I got sick so many times cause I stayed out  in the winter snow without a coat that my immune system is pretty much  use to the cold."  Knittens covered his own eyes since Fasci wasn't there to do it for  him as he introduced hiimself to Jacket,  "I'm Knittens! Welcome to sqaud of the children; Body suit is our  mom."

EMI:  Tattoo was with Toesocks on his commandeered boat "La Pene" from a  previous Ghost battle, getting some of the Ghosts further into the  water.  "Man, this BLOWS dude." He griped, roughly pulling the rope to adjust  the sail. Toesocks played with his hair."  "Oui," he sighed, staring at Tattoo's shirtless body working the sail.  "At least the view is nice..."

BRIT:  Jacket was about to take Suspender Skirt's hand when the little squid  ghost latched itself onto his face.  "MMFF" He screamed and tried to pull it off, which seemed to be doing  nothing. He struggled to no avail, flailing around kind of  chaotically.  Bodysuit saved the boy's life and the squid went launching into the  distance.  "Nice! Thanks, Lady!" He said, before laying eyes on her practically  nude body. "--O h."

 A small nod at Headphones and he looked over the water again.  "I suppose that's fine, then. Just don't catch pneumonia, you're  useless with it."  When approached, he looked over at Boxer disinterestedly.  "Quite a mouthful." He said, turning away and stabbing the small squid  ghost out of the air. "Duster."  He stabbed a few more in the ocean. He then stopped and peered over  his shoulder at Boxer.  "Don't you have something to do, or would you rather stay on Earth  with these humans?"

KRO:  Shades snickered to himself as he got chastised by Strappon, "Okay  mom, but it looks like they have everything under control-"  His sentenced trailed off as the squid flew from one end to the other,  perfectly nailing Jacket, "Holy shit, that was a good shot."

 He waved over at Undershirt's group, "Well yeah, of course I had to  make it. Maybe this way Duster can get a tan, he's practically  translucent."  Speaking of Duster, Hot Pants left Sukafu on hold as another Angel  approached the pale beanpole he called boyfriend, "Duster, more like  my man." His tone was rather possessive and admittedly he did feel a  bit dumb after saying that.

 "Oh hi there..." Hot Pants waved over at Headphones, completely caught  off guard at his presence.

SKRILLSNWUBWUBS:  Suspender skirt pushed off either suspender and let her skirt drop  gracefully to the floor, she then used one leg to kick her skirt up  and twirled it into Beau. She didn't mind she was only in her panties,  wearing shorts underneath her skirt annoyed her too much. "Where do  you all want to start?" She then noticed Body suit's nakedness and  looked away in embarrassment.

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SOPHIE:  Bodysuit couldn't help but chuckle; "Sorry, but I /did/ say my name  was bodysuit. It's not like I wear another bodysuit underneath this."  She put a hand over the top of her eyes... despite the apparent lack  of a sun; looking out to the beach. "C'mon, these ghosts aint gunna  smite themselves!" She laughed, leading the way back to the beach.  "Say, Susps, could I get a juicebox?"

 Scrunchy was on a mission, without permission. Actually nobody knew  she was there. Somewhere deep in the sand with a snorkel lie this  angel. She was like a land shark, moving around, scouting for ghosts  but only getting trash. /Maybe she should be looking for ghosts in the  ocean. Not in the sand./

BOXER:  "Nah, because all were doing is kill fish Ghost" he grabs one and  crash it " i look for a challenge not a Fish" he said. Boxer looks  around and see Undershirt with a Girl. "Wonder how she is?" he asked  himself. He started to walk toward Undershirt and Wristband. "Hey  Undershirt" he said to him with smile then looks at the Wristband."Hey  there, sugars" says hello to Wristbands.

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Headphones nods as he waves goodbye to whatever his name was. He  forgot to ask his name. Clover pecked at his forehead as he sneezed  quietly, maybe he should actually get out of the water. As he walked  out of the water he heard someone saying hi and he wasn't sure if it  was towards himself either. Looking around he pointed to himself as he  looked at the guy greeting god knows who. This was the most people  tried interacting with him. Then again he wasn't reading porn  either...  Knittens stumbled around blindly, both his eyes covered and suddenly  he felt something brush against his leg. Mother maria, he was going to  die. He jumped and squeaked in surprise, only to see a snorkel going  around the sand. He thinks he knows who it is too.  "Big sis Scrunch...?" he asked a bit afraid.

SAIYAN:  Undershirt laughed a bit.

 "I don't think he'll end up getting a tan, not with this overcast"  Undershirt said to Shade's as he pointed to the sky.

 Meanwhile, Wristband and T.J. both wandered off and went to work.  Wristband wandered her way over to Veil and Dermal and T.J,walked over  towards Trench.

 "Hey guys you want any help?" they both said to their respective  parties but both with a different tone.

SKRILLSNWUBWUBS:  Suspender skirt rummaged through her bag with one hand "Sure thing  mum! I have orange, apple, grape, peach, pear and many more!" she then  looked up at Body suit and over to the other angels roaming the beach  and repenting ghosts.

BRIT:  Duster gave Hot Pants a small smile.  "Your insecurities are showing." He said simply.

 Jacket pumped a fist into the air, adjusting Dual Pride.  "I guess you're right! Anyway,my partner's around here somewhere! We  can really do some damage if we stick together!" He said, giving them  all a grin. He was purposefully avoiding looking down- these ladies  had no shame and he would not shame them. "Also, hit me up with that  juice box, I'll gladly take one!"

 Strappon peeked through his binoculars at the rest of the Angels. Yep,  there were at least trying...  Was there someone sand-snorkling??

KRO:  "You'd be surprised how many UV rays slip through clouds. I've  actually gotten nasty burns on cloudy days at the beach." And he can  prove it, but the scarring is covered up with tattoos so now he can't  prove shit.  Sukafu approached Shades and Undershirt, patting Shades on the  shoulder then pointed over to Bodysuit's group, "Babe, I think those  are new people. I think you and your friend here maaaay want to  introduce yourselves considering you're higher ups. I can give your  friend here some company by not stealing his treats."

 Sukafu had a point and Shades may as well do it. He gestured for  Undershirt to follow him and called out greetings as he approached  Bodysuit's group.  "Yoo, I don't think I've seen your faces around yet. Y'all's new  here?"

 "Shut!" Hot Pants pinched Duster's sides, twisting it a little. How  dare he point out the obvious.

EMI:  Two shots could be heard from a chair behind Strappon's lookout before  one bullet went past Jackets head and the other knocked the Ghost  Squid off of Trenchcoat's booty. Tee kicked his leg back onto the  chair and leaned back, scoffing.

 "Man, this shit's gonna take a week if we let it." He took a bite of a  cookie backed by his beloved twin brother. "Or ifff we don't kick  their asses in gear." Cumbs flew with every syllable and one wondered  if he actually ate any of the damn confectionary.

 Trenchcoat hopped a bit at the shot, thankfully not having hit him but  that's another hole in his coat. He rubbed his butt and looked at T.J.  and grumbled.

 "What does it LOOK like?" He griped. "This place is a God forsaken  mess. If it were me, I would have had the damn city PAY us to do  this."

 Dermal lifted his sunglasses and looked up at Wristband. Veil waved at  her and smiled.  "Oh, hello! Of course, just take out your weapon and please take care  of the other Ghosts!" She said, laughing nervously.

SKRILLSNWUBWUBS:  Suspender skirt smiled and passed Jacket an apple juice box and  Bodysuit a peach juice box "I hope you guys enjoy!" she then turned to  the group "I'm gonna leave the bag of juice boxes in the van if that's  okay?" She said as she gently placed the bag onto the spot she had  once been in.

SOPHIE:  Scrunchy's hand burst from underneath the sand, holding out a thumbs  up to answer Knitten's question. As to how she heard it, nobody could  really guess. Another hand came up, holding heaps of plastic bags.  /Were those seriously malwart bags? Damnit Scrunchy./  She poked her head out from underneath the sand, gracefully. Like  a  mermaid flipping water off of its gleaming hair. Except it was sand,  and it was being launched somewhere at least away from Knittens. /"Sup  lil dude?"/

 Bodysuit smiled, tilting her head to the side as she took the peach  juicebox from Susp. "Thank you darlin, and that's alright!" She  smiled, patting Suspender Skirt's head gently. "Say, what's your  partner's name? I'd love to introduce myself properly.-" she began,  before turning her attention to Shades. "I'm rather new-yes. Nice to  meet you!" She waved.. giving quit e  the vi e w.

BOXER:  Boxer got pissed as he got ignore so he look for someone to hang out  with. As he looked around and saw Tattoo. "He looks like a fun guy to  hang out with" he said to himself. He walks over to him and set next  to him. "Yo, Names Boxer" he said. "Yours?" Boxer asked him as he sat  back and relax.

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Headphones shrugs; guess not. He lifted his grappling hook, and  realized everyone was interacting with people and couldn't help but  feel lonely. Then again, it's nice that people were getting along,  right? Honestly. he was a bit lost on what was happening. He walked  over towards everyone else and then saw a nude lady. Good for her,  rebel against the clothing wearers. He gently approached and  whispered,  "Legs so hot they can fry an egg."  God help him.  Knittens felt proud, he hadn't seen Scrunchy in a while and she still  hadn't changed. Maturity hadn't gotten to her yet. He replies,  "You know, living like larry. You? And uh... you got an extra pair of  snorkles?"

MLLERMANDA:  Gauges had decided to walk to the beach in order to clean up. He looks  at the beach and sees how sad it looks, which made him sad. " Oh..."  Even though the idea of cleaning a beach sounded boring as hell, he  was desperate for an adventure and was willing to go there. Gauges  wearing a white T-shirt, khaki shorts, and brown flip flops. Wearing a  bikini under his clothes and bringing some trash bags with him, he  notices the other angels that were there and admire them from far  away. " Oh my god~" He grins enthusiastically as he starts to pick up  some trash, hoping for angels to notice him.

KRO:  "Yo nice to meet- oh..." Shades slowly put down his hand, feeling like  he walked in on something he wasn't supposed to.  "Uh- anyways. Name's Shades, I'm one of the Ophanim that hangs out at  the Abbey. I'm just here with my buddy here to say that if you or  someone you know needs some sort of help, we're here for that?"  He'd be lying if he said that this totally wasn't something out of an  anime scene.

SAIYAN:  "Dude, you just burn because you're white as fuck" Undershirt said as  he nudged Shades before Sukafu nudged him and he followed him over to  to Body Suit,

 "I wish we got paid for this shit!" T.J, said he started to pick up a  random kelp ghost thing.

 "How do you put up with this?" he asked Trench.

 "You got it!" Wristband said as she pulled out one of her butterfly  swords and started STABBING THE SHIT OUT OF AS SMALL GHOST LIKE A  CAPRI SUN!.

SAIYAN:  "What, you're not gonna introduce me by name, Shadey?" Undershirt  asked. "Anyway, my name's Undershirt, the other Ophanim that he speaks  of."

 He extended a hand outwards towards Body Suit.

HITA:  "What can I say except... you're welcome," came the soft singing from  behind Tattoo and Toesocks... somehow.  Okay, to be fair she did get  there by swimming and using her hair.  You know, her magical hair.  Still, it didn't account for the sparkles and the glow from the metal  at her feet to display her entrance in good detail.  "Howdy!  Do you  want any help?  I... have been out here for like... three days."  Oops.  Still, she smirked at the duo on La Pene, hoping to not portray  her confusion over the fact that she found a boat.  Oh well.

BRIT:  Strappon flinched at the gunshot behind him and whipped around.  "Tee, can you _please_ not commit crimes? At least here?!" He yelled  over to his cousin.  Overshirt gave him a nervous laugh, dusting the cookie crumbs off  himself.

 Jacket was certainly lucky and gave an awfully fake laugh.  "WELL LET'S GET WORKIN, FOLKS!" He laughed forcably, running off  toward Trenchcoat. He wasn't about to get shot again.

 Duster adjusted himself a little, but the pinching at his sides was  something he was used to. He stabbed behind Hot Pants, and held up a  gross, wiggling starfish ghost.  "If you don't mind, we've got work to do." He said, narrowing his eyes  at Hot Pants.

SKRILLSNWUBWUBS:  Suspender skirt wandered towards the ocean, firing arrows at the small  starfish that wanted to latch onto her skin "That's disgusting" she  mumbled to herself, she then squinted at the ocean, just as an octopus  emerge and smackdown a tentacle near her. She squeaked and rolled to  the side like in a shitty arpg and got up a little wobbly firing four  arrows at once towards it and poofing it.

SOPHIE:  Bodysuit raised her eyebrow, whispering back to Headphones.  /"Leg so hot hot?"/  She returned her attention to the Ophanims in front of herself and  smiled, firmly shaking Undershirt's hand. "My name's bodysuit, It's a  pleasure to meet you! If it's not any trouble, might I ask why this  beach looks so foul?" She laughed, tilting her head to the side. Gosh,  lady. You need a real life censor bar.

 Scrunchy looked around, before diving back below the sand and pulling  out a whole scuba set, plus another snorkel.  /"You think I came here with just this little piece of plastic?"/  Scrunchy no, Scrunchy stop.

SAIYAN:  Undershirt brought his hand back to his side after the hand shake. He  looked at her up and down for a moment, trying not to settle his eyes  on any one particular spot for too long.

 "Uhhh, I think it has something to do with unfinished business with  Panty and Stocking forgetting about the beach ghosts after that whole  incident with the Demon Sisters." he replied.

EMI:  "I don't." Trench said with the most serious face. He was probably  just as lazy as Jacket, though he'd never admit it. He spun kicked a  fish jumping at him from the deep.

 Dermal put his sunglasses back on. Oh, good. They were dealt with.  This job was pretty easy.  Then a small hermit crab Ghost crawled on his leg and he screamed like  a girl, and Veil smacked his knees with the tray and it was a mess.

 Tattoo scowled at the lady with magic hair. How the hell did she get  here? Whatever.  "You can fuckin' move, you're in my way."

KRO:  "Uh, oh right," Shades started, "Aside from the overcast, this beach  has been plagued by ghosts so it just looks like a huge pile of shit.  Or what Undershirt said."  There's no other way to put it, it is what it is.

 "We're just here to spruce it up."

 Sukafu froze, his heart accelerating a tad from the gun shots, "My  entire life flashed before my eyes..." he muttered to himself. Let's  just say the poor boy doesn't have good experiences with guns.

 Hot Pants shook his head, "Uh. WE? Nah, this is your task, not mine.  You're the one supposed to be working your way back up to Heaven,  mister."

SKRILLSNWUBWUBS:  A giant whale ghost rose from the water majestically near Suspender  skirt and she shrieked in fear. She fired five arrows at once while  screaming at the top of her lungs and running backwards. _Whatever  that thing was it she did NOT like it_

BOXER:  Boxer was angry and bored, so head over to some rocks and starts to  suplex and punch them. He was releasing his anger out and also some  other emotions too. "GERMAN SUPLEX!" he shouted as he come in from  behind, clutching the rocks torso, and then bends back with full  force, dropping and slamming the rock on the head, smashing it. "I'm  so bored" he said as he keeps smashing rock after rocks.

BRIT:  "Well, I wasn't referring to YOU, Hot Pants." Duster said, turning  away, "You're clearly in the way. It's just too bad there isn't bigger  fish to fry, so to speak."  He looked up and saw the Whale ghost headed for poor Suspender Skirt  and tossed his washingpole in its direction like a pike. If it didn't  kill it, it at least moved it away from breeching onto her.

SAIYAN:  "Nice moves you got there bud!" T.J. complimented as he saw the fish  flop limply back into the water.

SOPHIE:  This was it. Her true home. Bangle was one with the ocean and the  ocean was one with her. She was free. Except for the fact that with  every fucking wave came a facefull of saltwater and weird ghosts. this  was disgusting. She used her chakrams to slice through the ghosts at  hand. She was doing a rather good job at this, until a large wave came  crashing down on her and she gently floated to the shore, sighing in  defeat and staring up at the sky.  /"Can I sleep yet, god"/

MLLERMANDA:  Gauges kept picking up trash as he listens in to the other angels  talking. Even though he couldn't hear them clearly, he knows that at  least the others were having some type of fun. He pouts a bit as he  turns his head towards Boxer and hears "GERMAN SUPLEX!" He shivers a  bit, wondering why Boxer was so angry. He turns his head away, knowing  that he could kiss his ass if he wanted to. Gauges goes back picking  up more trash as he whines to himself.

SAIYAN:  T.J. wasn't sure where he picked up those moves, but he would sure  love to learn them.

 Undershirt nodded his head. Of course those Angels would leave a mess  for them to clean up. Typical Panty and Stocking.

 Wristband watched as Dermal screamed like a tiny girl and Veil hit him  with a tray.

 "Hey you alright there, Dermal?" she asked slightly concerned, but  also trying her hardest to suppress the giggles that were trying to  work their way free.

KRO:  Hot Pants huffed at Duster's attempt to save Suspender Skirt, "Tch,  show off." Guess he'll leave the guy to collect smaller ghosts.

 There was raucous laughter coming from behind Veil and Dermal. It was  Gogo who couldn't help but to laugh at Dermal's misfortunes. It's what  he deserves after the shit he pulled during their active idol years.  "Oh poor Dermal's a little...  /crabby/ ."

HITA:  Head tilting, Brooch hummed in the back of her throat.  "Well, see, I  could move.  Buuuuut..."  The long drawn out noise came with the  scraping of metal on metal as one of her Eyes of Eden appeared in her  hair's grasp.  The other one came up to be grasped on her right arm.  "I've got a job to do!  Evil never sleeps and neither do I!  Time to  nab me some goop grubs!"  Still, she did turn to Tattoo and Toesocks,  eyes almost sparkling.  "If I grab them, will you bag them?!"

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Scrunchy, yes. Knittens puts on the second snorkel and grabs those  really tiny pocket flashlights and whispers to her,  "Lets get some scrubs."  He put on the scuba set as he hopped into the hole with her. He was  down to clown till he was dead in the ground. Knittens strapped his  hockey stick on his back, he was ready to wreck house.

OMEGAPSYCHO:  Boxer smashes a few rock and got his steam out. He then went back to  finding someone to hang out with, anyone really. "Theirs got to be  someone to hang out with" he said to himself as he looked. He then see  Jacket and walk over to him, "Hey the names Boxer, I'm Wrath Fallen"  he said with a smile. "What's your name, buddy" Boxer asked.

SAIYAN:  Wristband heard a voice behind her and whipped around and say Gogo  standing there. Where the hell did she come from? She smiled a bit as  she got up in a proper standing position.  "Well well well... Look who decided to show up!" Wristband said as she  turned to Gogo and folded her arms with a smile.

EMI:  Dermal shoved Veil away and huffed, his hair now a little disheveled.  He straightened himself out and cleared his throat.  "Yes. Yes, I'm fine." He gave a fake laugh while Veil fixed his hair.  However, it stopped RATHER abruptly as familiar laughter rang out  behind him.

SKRILLSNWUBWUBS:  Suspender skirt tripped backwards and landed on the sand, grains of  sand flying up off the ground with her thud just as the whale poofed.  She waved her thanks at Duster "Thank you!!" she attempted to yell,  yet her voice wasn't as loud as she imagined it to be. Standing up,  she stabbed another small ghost with just an arrow.

SOPHIE:  Bodysuit looked over at the mayhem ensuing. "Makes sense!" She nodded,  readying her shovel at her side. "Well, in that case, would you two  care to join me? ...I think I scared everyone off sadly." She laughed,  looking around. She kicked up some sand and unveiled crab ghost;  before staring at it blankly and brushing the sand back ontop of it.  Nobody saw that.

BRIT:  Toesocks tiled his head.  "Oui, I don't see why not! Don't be such a-- uh... Poop, Tattoo~!" He  chuckled, pushing his partner.

 Jacket had wandered away from the crew and started to bust some ghosts  and bag 'em proper when Boxer approached him. He tilted his head at  him.  "Yo! I'm Jacket, also a wrath fallen! Not really a badge of pride, but  whatevs!" He said, giving him an energetic smile.

 Duster nodded at Suspender Skirt. He's got u fam, even if you're not a  partner. Wading in her direction, he picked up his duster coat and  shook it out before turning it back into Blood Covered. He stabbed a  few more ghosts.

 Strappon looked down at the group of gaffawing Angels behind him and  lifted a brow, just noticing Sukafu.  "Oh, you're Shades' friend, right?" He asked.

SOPHIE:  Scrunchy pulled out a little map she had seemingly constructed. What  the hell?  as she and Knittens dived back under the sand, they somehow entered a  tunnel system that one could only guess scrunchy constructed. "See, I  got all this land scoped out. /I heard that there was a biiig ghost  here at some point worth some killer heavens ya dig./ Some even say  there's a treasure chest containing all that sweet sweet godly gold"  She nodded. Of course, this was all.. false. But it wouldn't stop her  from believing. She'd never stop believing, she'd hold onto that  feeling.

OMEGAPSYCHO:  "Cool" he said with smile. "What did you do to get down here on  Earth?" he asked because he was curious about it. He was then wonder  why this innocence guy could be a Wrath Fallen. He was thinking and  had a thinking face on then waited for his response*

SAIYAN:  "Sure I'd be glad to help you" Undershirt said to Body Suit.

 Undershirt then proceeded to transform his undershirt into his flail  and proceeded to kick up some sand and play whack a mole with the crab  ghosts that inhabited the sand.

SHARKNADO GHOST:  All the Angels were so concentrated on the smallfry the didn't even  notice something wicked lurking in the depths. A rather large ghost  had only barely poked its fin out of the water before disappearing  again. Watching, waiting, it spotted a boat floating lonely on the  water.

EMI:  Trenchcoat scoffed. "Yeah, I used to be kinda a big deal in Heaven and  all." He put his hands on his hips, starting to walk more onto the  actual Beach. "Sucks that no one recognizes the glory that is  Trenchco-"  He had started, but he fell into what seemed like a tunnel system.

 "Gotta keep the crew in line, y'know?" Tee said, leaning back more.  "Fallen Angels have no direction, so I gave 'em one. Doin a better job  than you, Cuz!" He shouted at Strappon, tossing a Beach Ball at his  head and missing.

KOTORIKEI:  The day was still young and for the young Jayeol, he was rather lively  as ever. Not that the time of day had anything to do with this. He had  taken the opportunity that was the “Beach adventure”(?) —that's  what he was calling it— to go on a slight jog as his means of  getting to said beach. He had heard about the whole clean up thing  that was going to be going on at it and was rather interested to see  what the whole deal was. Of course, Jayeol didn't plan to do any  cleaning himself unless he had nothing else to do, but he mostly just  wanted to check things out. He was dressed in his usual clothes of a  skirt and crop top, but he had decided just in case to bring his  bathing suit with him, though he wasn't sure if he would so much as  even look at it during this little adventure, he wasn't one for  swimming in public waters. It was not long before Jayeol arrived, they  had taken some detours to look at some of the interesting things in  Daten, as they had only been there for a short period of time and were  still getting used to the city. They had also gotten lost about four  times during their run but eventually, they did manage to arrive.  Looking for all the people at the beach they decided it best to just  stay to themselves for now if anybody wanted to talk they could come  see him. If he was being completely honest with himself, talking to  people always did make him a little nervous, English was not  Chanyeol's first language and getting the hang of it was rather  tricky. Jayeola first language as some may know was Korean, and as  such, they did make quite a few mistakes in their language that might  bother some people more than others. Before anybody could really  notice their presence, Jayeol took it upon themselves to sit  themselves down on the sand, they had brought with them a bag, mostly  for their bathing suit but also for a nice drink that they could sip  on while they watched the comedy that is the angles of Daten, he had  heard that they were ridiculous and upon first glance…. It was  worse.

SAIYAN:  "Excuse you? I've never heard of you before. Though I can safely say  that YOU have ME. You know, the son of the richest man in heaven?  Tuxedo Jacket? Ring a bell?" He asked Trench as he folded his arms and  glared at him.

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Headphones left the conversation, he left this existence entirely.  Where was he? He doesn't know. He reached another plane of life he  isn't sure where. Actually, he was just making a sandcastle on the  shore. He made small towers and Clover brought him shells to decorate  his small castle. It wasn't the best, but it was his. For the first  time in his life, he actually felt proud of himself. Sure, he was  alone but he felt happy; happy with his sand castle. Then a ghost  flopped onto his masterpiece, ruining it entirely. He never felt so  offended in his life. He grabbed the ghost and tied it with the rope  end of his grappling hook. He spun the rope, increasing speed every  second to see it suffer. Jesus, Headphones chill.  Knittens whispered back,  "We gonna find this gold Scrunchy and you know what we gonna do when  we do? We'll go to bunny island Scrunchy, we'll go to your people."  Treasure sounded better than swatting ghosts off the beach as his  snorkel crept in the sand.

SKRILLSNWUBWUBS:  Suspender skirt made her way towards the van for some snacks, shooting  arrows at the skittering small crabs and other ghosts that attempted  to get near her, she was on a conquest for snacks and no ghost would  get in the way of her food

EMI:  Trench looked up from his pit and growled. Who was this prick?!  "Richest man in Heaven? Yeah right, bro. That role was filled by my  family for EONS. Get on my level."

SOPHIE:  Scrunchy whispered with determination; _"I can finally go home to my  people. They need me.."_ She clenched a fist, raising it up with  pride; before turning her attention to someone who just fell into her  tunnel.  _"...Uh,,"_ She whispered, tilting her head at Trenchcoat. _"Who the  fuck are you"_ she whispered,handing knittens her map. Gurl, This  treasure was hers and Knittens who was this. Some bonshaquitalafondra  look alike? Hell no.

KRO:  "Don't go too far in that the tide will get you, I don't think you can  even swim but that's ok I have floaties for your arms!"  Hot Pants yelled over at Duster's direction, teasing him and hoping to  get a giggle out of Suspender Skirt.

 "Please never use a gun again in my presence," Sukafu squinted at Tee.  His demeanor changed as Strappon addressed him, "Oh! I'm his  boyfriend, actually. Figured I tag along to see how he works around  here."

 Shades shrugged and summoned one Lion Hearted, stabbing it on the  ground where the small ghost crab was at. He scanned the horizon for  any tardy angels and spotted a small figure by the beach's entrance.  Probably someone that ran late. He approached the newcomer, saying his  greetings and all, "Yo, you a new kid running late here?"

HITA:  Grinning, Brooch let out a cheer, her second Eye of Eden swinging over  her head.  Stretching her arms before her brought to light the thick  and gnarled scar on her back that faded into tattoos.  Most of them  seemed to be silly swirls but a few seemed to be actual symbols.  Regardless, as that didn't matter, she slid into place on the very  edge of the boat, watching the water and preparing to launching into  the water to grab up some of them.

 "Your friend is grumpy but you're very nice!  Love your hair," she  said to Toesocks before diving and using the one part of her weapon  set as a sort of board to ride on, cheering.  Brooch was ready for  this.  Probably.  Maybe.

SAIYAN:  T.J. blinked. You wot m8? Excuse your face. That comment really pissed  him off. Of course he was part of the richest family in heaven! How do  you think he could afford all of his clothes?

 "Well aren't you special! If that's true how come no one's heard of  you?" he smiled at Trench.

KRO:  Gogo leaned on Dermal's shoulders, giving the guy a cheeky smile,  "Aren't you going to be a good sport and help out your fellow Angels?  A good Seraph would sacrifice everything to help out the ones they're  guiding."

 But you know, that's none of their business.

KRO:  "Oh, hi sweetie, how are you doing?" They waved over at Wristband,  "You're looking rather chipper today...more than this guy," they said  pointing at Dermal. Gogo will never not stop picking on him.

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Knittens hissed quietly as he held the map close to his heart as he  scans the intruder. Were pirates already trying to get their treasure?  Scrunchy just wants to go back to her land and see her people. He  gently pokes Trench's head with a shovel. He asks,  "Who you be and why're you in our tunnel?"  They didn't have another scuba set and he wasn't taking the risk on  the possible chance of mutiny. He was ready to send this land dweller  back top side.

BRIT:  "I beat that loser up!" Jacket said, pointing to Trenchcoat. "Man,  look at him. Thinkin he's cool. He's so disillusioned. You shoulda  seen the look on my teacher's face when he saw me beat his ass! It was  fucking hilarious!"  He still had a smile on his face like this was the funniest story in  the world. You fell from grace, Jacket. Geez.

 Duster looked back at Hot Pants and raised his arms in a shrug.  "Why don't you bring your shrimpy ass over here and say that to my  face!" He said in his direction. He didn't usually raise his voice. He  learned not to because it terrified people.

 Toesocks laughed and waved his hand dismissively at Brooch.  "Oh, zat's just how he is! Don't worry about him." He said, "Now go in  there and bust some clams!"

 "O-oh." Strappon replied. Boyfriend huh? Excuse him.  "Also, don't worry about my cousin. He doesn't shoot anything by his  hoodlum gang."

SKRILLSNWUBWUBS:  Susp had gotten a large plate of snacks and a couple juice boxes from  the van. She intended to eat it all, but decided she would share it  with others. She made her way to Strappon, and any other angels who  were kind of near him. "Would anyone like sandwiches and cream puffs??  I also have juice boxes" she smiled sheepishly

SOPHIE:  A small crocodile approached Strappon, holding a bouquet of roses in  its jaws. It'd been 3000 years. It dropped the roses and scurried off.  /Cuddles wasn't hot and ready./

 Bangle, who lie somewhat lifeless at the shore, seemed to reanimate  when mention of food came about. She sprung up and dusted herself off,  making her way over to Suspender skirt.  "That sounds all so great!" She grinned, placing a hand on her hip.  "Say, I haven't seen you around before. Granted I don't see people  often. Or at least it's been a while since i /could see..."/ she  trailed off.

OMEGAPSYCHO:  "Wow" surprised. "I went on a rampage in heaven" he said with a smile.  He was having a nice time with Jacket then his Punch sense started to  tingle. There was something that was big and needed to punch.  "Something needs to be punch and it's big" he said with a 'i want to  punch something' look.

SAIYAN:  "I'm doing well! How are you, Gogo?" She asked before letting out a  giggle.

 "Yeah he isn't doing so hot right now" she said as she laughed at  Dermal;s misfortune.

KRO:  "I WILL."  And so Hot Pants actually walked up to Duster, looking him dead in the  eyes, "Seriously, did they ever teach you how to swim because that's a  real concern I have if you ever happen to get dragged out there."

 Sukafu laughed nervously, "Sorry, it's just that I never had good  experiences whenever guns were involved. It's a reaction I guess you  can say. You must be Strappon, correct? Shades talks a lot about you,  it's kind of endearing."

 "Oh, you know! Having a blast teasing this guy. Other than that, I've  been doing quite fine, dear." Gogo replied.

SKRILLSNWUBWUBS:  Suspender smiled "I'm actually new" she replied to Bangle while  passing her three thick sandwiches and two juice boxes "I'm Suspender  skirt, nice to meet you!" She chirped happily piling a good amount of  cream puffs

KOTORIKEI:  Looking up at the weird man in front of him Jayeol quickly shot up  from their sitting position to greet the new friend… friend?....  Friend. Now Jayeol certainly did not like being considered late, they  arrive precisely when they intend to, and will not accept being called  tardy by some guy with bad taste in glasses. “I am not late at all  mister, I arrive when I wanted to” Crossing their arms they eye  Shady with puffed cheeks. Jayeols voice for those who have never heard  it was probably quite a confusing one, as it was rather androgynous.  It would be quite difficult to hear Jayeols voice and pinpoint it to a  sex of any kind, furthering confusing those he talks to. It is worth  noting though not important that their korean accent often sometimes  makes them hard to understand to those who are perhaps not used to  hearing the language, but aside from small grammar mistakes Jayeol  seems to do okay. They looked over the man in front of him further,  unsure really what they wanted in talking to Jayeol, was he a weirdo,  a creep, did he want money, was he honestly just curious… the world  may never know, but safe to say Jayeol kept his guard up, this boy was  always ready for some good ol’ fashioned fisticuffs, however he  would like to avoid it today he had just gotten his nails done the  previous. In his head however Jayeol was still going over weather or  not he could exactly fight this large man with poor taste in eyewear  —who is probably a weeb now that he thinks about it— and he came  to the conclusion that he was indeed short enough to land some  rather... deadly blows. However, he would hold off for now, he didn't  want to kill anybody just yet, but he could, don't test him on that,  he totally could and that's for sure not a lie on his part.

KOTORIKEI:  Looking up at the weird man in front of him Jayeol quickly shot up  from their sitting position to greet the new friend… friend?....  Friend. Now Jayeol certainly did not like being considered late, they  arrive precisely when they intend to, and will not accept being called  tardy by some guy with bad taste in glasses. “I am not late at all  mister, I arrive when I wanted to” Crossing their arms they eye  Shady with puffed cheeks. Jayeols voice for those who have never heard  it was probably quite a confusing one, as it was rather androgynous.  It would be quite difficult to hear Jayeols voice and pinpoint it to a  sex of any kind, furthering confusing those he talks to. It is worth  noting though not important that their korean accent often sometimes  makes them hard to understand to those who are perhaps not used to  hearing the language, but aside from small grammar mistakes Jayeol  seems to do okay. They looked over the man in front of him further,  unsure really what they wanted in talking to Jayeol, was he a weirdo,  a creep, did he want money, was he honestly just curious… the world  may never know, but safe to say Jayeol kept his guard up, this boy was  always ready for some good ol’ fashioned fisticuffs, however he  would like to avoid it today he had just gotten his nails done the  previous. In his head however Jayeol was still going over weather or  not he could exactly fight this large man with poor taste in eyewear  —who is probably a weeb now that he thinks about it— and he came  to the conclusion that he was indeed short enough to land some  rather... deadly blows. However, he would hold off for now, he didn't  want to kill anybody just yet, but he could, don't test him on that,  he totally could and that's for sure not a lie on his part.

EMI:  Trench waved the shovel out of head and scrambled out of the pit.  "How come I've never heard of YOU? Obviously you're just a cheap  imitation of the real thing!" What a comback asshole. "You're just  ignorant, obviously. Just like all the other shitty Angels around!"

 His body tensed up when he heard Jacket mention his name and his head  whipped around.  "HEY, LOSER! IT WAS A TIE! I still need a REMATCH!" He shrieked.

 Meanwhile, Tattoo grumbled and whacked Toesocks with the oar they had  on the boat as hard as he could.  "Stop FLIRTING and WORK. Whatever, I'm down as long as I get something  out of this shit..."

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Headphones suddenly over his little breakdown with his sand castle  heard Bangles and snickered a bit. Yes, he knew of someone who was  affected by that hair change. He slipped into this conversation like  he was welcomed at all and sits by them on that ground as he slyly  replies,  "Yeah, and good thing too. hair that long was a bit troublesome,  right?"  He says this as if he didn't have hair that reached his fucking feet.  Hypocrite.

EMI:  Dermal took Gogo's arms off him like they were contaminated and made a  face. Gross.  "Very funny. How about YOU join them, hmm? I have more important  matters."

SAIYAN:  "Ignorant? You're the on living in your own little fantasy world, Mr.  Trump" T.J. retorted with his face red with rage.

 "Also what do you mean a tie? How does that work at all?" he yelled at  Trench with his arms flailing.

HITA:  "I don't think he was flirting!"  This was followed by a spray of  water up the side of the boat as a large amount of goop shot up and  into Tattoo's face.  "Oops!  Sorry there, Debbie Downer!!"  She wasn't  sorry at all about hitting him, more that he had no warning.

SOPHIE:  Bangle could feel the sweat piling up on her forehead. Dear god, does  she offend the kid by not taking this all and also maintaining her new  years resolution to actually get her shit together-fuck it. She took  all this food into her hands and stared blankly at Headphones. "Yeah,  it was. Say.." She stared, feeling a bit sick to her stomach. "You  want some snacks?" She asked; but it looked more like she was begging  Headphones to take this heaping pile of food.

KRO:  "Oh..." This isn't someone affiliated with the Abbey then. He's  certainly never seen this kid around unless they JUST fell. If they  were even an Angel. It's hard to tell.  "Well, more importantly, are you an Angel or just a passerby checking  out the beach? It's probably not safe to be here all that much, so I  recommend not getting near the water."

 Gogo wrapped their arm around Dermal, making it clear that they  weren't gonna go away that easily, "Because you're not joining them.  It's not fair if I do all the hard work while higher ranks just sit  about doing nothing. Come on, pick up a fish or two with me instead of  flirting with your girlfriend here."

BRIT:  "That's cute, because I talk about him a lot in a non-endearing  sense." Strappon laughed, "Honestly, though, he's not that bad."  He offered him a tea cup.  "Want some tea, then?"

 Duster just laughed at Hot Pants.  "Nothing can kill me." He said with a straight face, cutting his  laughter short and turning back to the ghosts. "Gross."

 "Nah, it wasn't a tie, jackass! You're just a sore loser!" Jacket  called to Trenchcoat before turning back to Boxer.  "You, uh, wanna run that by me again?"

 Toesocks rubbed his head, pouting at Tattoo.  "Fine, I am!"

SHARKNADO GHOST:  The ghost swam toward the boat, going on the other side of the  commotion and peered its head out to look at the crew on it before  dipping back in, its fin still present, and swimming around it in  circles.

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Headphones looked at the pile and considered the options. He didn't  exercise, so anything he consumes will literally crush his thin figure  but at the same time, he was a gluttonous fuck. He ate cereal for 3  years straight, he needs this okay. He tried hard to justify his  actions but he gently pushed the fuck it button and grabbed half of  the rations to 'lighten' her load. He felt no guilt. Headphones with  mouth full of creampuffs tells Suspenders,  "Thanks by the by. I'm Headphones- wait... You're not old right?"  He says this since he was not a PG-13 guy, he strolled around Daten  nude once for christ's sake. He wasn't for children.

EMI:  Tattoo's face almost blended in with the red in his Tattoo he was so  mad. Nothing new to be honest.  "WOMAN, GET OUT OF MY FACE. This is a MAN'S job!"

 Veil, too, turned pink.  "G-g-g-GIRLFR IEND?" She sputtered in almost too deep of a tone. She  hid her face and Dermal rolled his eyes.  "Please do not harass my new secretary. She's doing... her best." He  paused, trying to find the appropriate term.  Don't do this, Gogo. He sighed in surrender.  "I don't feel like it would be productive to pitch in. This is them  earning their keep, after all. So many Angels in one place..."  Dermal eyed the horizon line, ignoring the three Fallens a little  farther off than the rest.

 "I wasn't TALKING TO YOU, but if you usually respond to LOSER, I guess  I know you're name now." Trenchcoat spat and turned back to Jacket. He  was 100% about to knock him into the ocean. No. The stratosphere.

OMEGAPSYCHO:  "Went on rampage on heaven and Sense that something needs to be Punch"  he said with calm demeanor. "Also, Buddy, a fights a fight!" he  shouted at him. He then saw what Trench did and gasp, then whisper in  Jackets ear. "You just got Burned" Boxer said.

SKRILLSNWUBWUBS:  Suspender skirt smiled at Bangle and Headphones "I have a lot more  food in mum's van so help yourself, and I'm 16" she smiled sheepishly  stacking two sandwiches and taking a bite out of the mega sandwich

SOPHIE:  Scrunchy looked around and shrugged. Welp. The threat was gone  apparently. She started to lead the way through her tunnel system,  marking each corned with a slash against the sand wall, so they know  where they had been. Scrunchy had a flashlight, as well as torches  ready for this adventure. Though, she did wonder one thing. She pulled  out her phone and typed out something on her screen before hitting  send, astonished that she even had a signal this low below the ground.  /"What if there's like.. a big guardian protecting the treasure chest  though.."/ Scrunchy fantasized, gesturing widely to imitate a monster.  /"WHAT IF YOU DEFEAT IT TO GET THE RICHES OF DOUBLOONS"/  Scrunchy are you ok?

 Bodysuit stared blankly at undershirt who had been trying to smite  crabs for 10 minutes short of an hour. Is this what earth was like?  /"Do you need help there-"/ she whispered, concerned for this man's  mental health at this point.

SAIYAN:  "I think she was talking about me!" Wristband said jokingly to Dermal  about Gogo's girlfriend comment.

 "Okay that's it! You're gonna get it" T.J. yelled as he tackled Trench  as hard as he could.

 Meanwhile, Undershirt was out of breath and sweating a bit as he took  a break from trying to kill these damn crabs. Why was there so many of  them? He then heard Bodysuit's voice and turned to look at her.

 "Yeah...if you wanna....help me...be my guest" he managed to say  between gasps.

KRO:  Sukafu snorted, trying to stifle a laugh, "Oh no, I get you. He needs  help and I'm usually taking care of him. It's for his own good, but  I'd love to have some tea." He said, accepting the cup offering.

 "Yeah I know you technically can't die, but I still worry- E UGH," Hot  Pants quickly ran out of the water after something slimy brushed up  against his legs.

 "Regardless it's a good way to humble yourself and have a nice  experience. After all, you Seraphs rarely leave your duties."  Gogo couldn't help but laugh at Wristband's comment, "I mean, that  works out fine too!"

 Shades couldn't help but turn back to the beach, hearing Angels  screaming about, "AY." He called out, "Instead of yelling at each  other, go clean out ghosts! There are penalties for fights between all  of you, so I wouldn't risk it if I was you."  Hopefully that calms these rich kids down.

KOTORIKEI:  Those words caused Jayeol to flinch slightly, ‘not safe’... did…  did this weird dude, think that Jayeol couldn't handle himself, was he  threatening him? “도전인가요. I can take care of myself ya’  know! My strength is good! Im not a baby!” Puffing up his cheeks he  glared into Shade’s bad glasses, and he was probably actually trying  to intimidate him. Before long they let out their breath before they  calmed down… surprisingly quick. Back to their normal self they  proceeded to answer Shades questions. “Firsts of all, I am not an  angels, but I don't need any protections from you!, Seconds, I don't  need to listen to you, you should not be so bossy.. It is not good for  your skin” Words of wisdom right there. During their little talk  Jayeol began to… circle around Shades, and honestly it wasn't clear  entirely what they were doing but… well it was happening. Jayeol was  trying to get a good read on exactly what kind of person Shades was,  they had a tendency to be on guard to new people but overall they  simply wanted to make sure that they could for sure beat up this  person if they needed to. Before long their circling turned into  pulling and grabbing, they were inspecting the boy's clothes as if  they were some sort of food critique for clothes. Before long they did  eventually speak up, however by the time they did they were basically  climbing up the angels back, they were probably looking for wing  holes… they didn't know how this worked. “Who are you anyways? Are  ya’ some kind of really fantastic person or something?”

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Headphones ever so gently got his ass out of there, he wasn't scaring  kids. Listen when he was 16, shit went down and let's say his ass was  never the same. He wasn't doing this to other Angel kids, he wasn't  for that life man. He yelled back as he made his escape,  "SORRY I'M NOT GOOD FOR KIDS LIKE NOTHING AGAINST YOU BUT IM DOING  THIS FOR YOUR OWN GOOD HAVE A NICE LIFE."  He wasn't an adult, he couldn't be PG.  Realization hit Knittens like a truck as he panicked,  "What if we have to defeat the flying dutchman?"  He listened closely in the tunnels and tension was rising, and he  raised his shovel in defense for any trouble to tries to cross his  ways. He wasn't letting any ghosts getting his treasure, HE'LL DEFEND  HIS TREASURE, YOU'LL HAVE TO PRY IT FROM HSI COLD DEAD HANDS TO GET  IT.

BRIT:  "Not really a burn if his words are empty." Jacket laughed. "That's  really a weird sense. I get into fights all the time, but hey! Super  powers are super powers!"  He watched Trenchcoat get tackled and snorted, trying not to burst  into a huge fit in case the boss was watching.  "Get rekt." He whispered.

 "Fucking pussy." Duster whispered under his breath. What was even  going on at the boat? Was that a shark?

 Strappon offered Sukafu a smiled and a nod before turning back to the  beach. Boy, what a shitshow this was, he thought to himself, casually  sipping his tea. /But that's none of his business./

HITA:  Did he just...?  Oh.  Hoe no.  Why you do it?  Blue eyes narrowing as  she swung back onto the boat, Brooch's hair flailed behind her.  Really time to calm down.  Almost.

 "Buddy.  Pal.  Friend.  Comrade.  Amigo."  She had to look up,  honestly, but oh well.  "If I wanted to be in your face, you'd have a  hard time getting me out of it.  Buckle up, Buttercup.  This is a  woman's job.  You need tubes to do this, my dude."  Tossing her hair  back over her shoulder, she jumped back out of the boat, waving at  Toesocks.  Time to get back to work.

EMI:  Dermal shot Gogo a very annoyed look. "Our duties are usually to serve  God, so I figure just being here is a privlage. Perhaps if it's more  than they can handle."  Veil held up her hands. "I'm a pacifist, so don't look at me." But no  one was looking at her anyway.

 Trenchcoat, flying to the left, turned and landed on his back,  scuffling with his shitty assulter. Punches and kicks flying from  their sandy pit, as well as some gross grunts.

 Tattoo vibraded and yanked the sail closed and turned the boom to  knock Toesocks off of the boat in a rage, also knocking a ghost that  was climbing onto his boat.

SOPHIE:  Scrunchy was over eager. Somehow, this angel was tunneling like she  was a machine built specifically for the task. The thought of hidden  treasure was too amazing to pass up. Surely she'd find it, right? She  instructed Knittens to stand back some before she started burrowing  sand out to create a new path. Lucky for her that path was right  underneath Strappon's lifeguard tower. Without the sand underneath,  the structural integrity was compromised enough so that now, there was  a 4 foot hole that anyone in the immediate area around Strappon found  themselves in. Scrunchy looked up at the pink haired sakura man.  /"It wasn't me"/

OMEGAPSYCHO:  "Alright, you want to go get something to eat or something?" he asks  Jacket. "got nothing better to do" he said calm and little bored. He  want to hang out with someone so he was going to hang out with Jackets  today on the Beach. "Also, it's a tingle i get when there something  strong coming and i want to fight" he said with smile.

SKRILLSNWUBWUBS:  Suspender skirt made snack deliveries to any angel close enough, she  had gone back to the van to put away the empty platter and was making  her way back when she tripped on a crab that was skittering away from  undershirt and yelped as she rolled down the beach, finally stopping  at the shore of the beach.

SAIYAN:  Wristband laughed at Gogo's comment again.

 "I think we make a pretty good pair!" she said as she leaned up  against Dermal.

 Meanwhile T.J. heard Shades yelling at he and Trench, just as they  started throwing punches. God damn it! Why couldn't those Ophanims  just let them settle it like men.

 "ALRIGHT ALRIGHT! YOU HEARD THE MAN!" T.J. yelled at Trench as he  pushed himself off of him.

 He panted heavily and fixed his clothes. God damn it, his cloths got  all covered in sand.

 "Temporary truce? At least until Shades gets off our ass'" T.J. asked.

SHARKNADO GHOST:  The ghost continued its rounds around the boat until it finally  decided to pick up speed. It began swimming faster and faster until  the waters around the boat began to torrent into a whirlpool. Then, it  started to raise out of the water, turning the whirlpool into a  tornado!

KRO:  "You have absolutely no room to talk mama's boy." Hot Pants glared at  Duster as he tried to get ghost gunk out from between his toes.

 This child was sure something, Shades didn't know exactly how to feel  about a kid telling him to take his job easy. It's not like he can  whine like he does with Sukafu or Strap.  "Uh, well. I wouldn't say I'm fantastic but I am helping out Angels  with their cleaning duties. At least I should be."  He sighed of relief that Tuxedo Jacket and Trenchcoat stopped their  bickering, but he was certainly going after them for chastisement at a  later time. No fighting, shakira, shakira.

 Sukafu's body tensed up as basically everything caved in. He  instinctively tried to claw at the sand to prevent falling in but it's  sand. Of course it ain't gonna stay there.

 Before Gogo could make a comment, they looked off the shore and  pointed, "What the absolute fuck is that."

SKRILLSNWUBWUBS:  Suspender skirt rolled over and sat up with a soft groan, she then  looked towards the ocean and noticed the whirpool form a tornado and  yelped "wHAT IS THAT"

SAIYAN:  Undershirt, Wristband and T.J, blinked.

EMI:  Begrudgingly, Trenchcoat stood up and dusted his coat off, grunting.  He opened his mouth to say something but looked onto the horizon line.  "No fucking way." He said in a rather uninterested tone, furrowing his  brow.

KRO:  Shades and Hot Pants looked towards the water, with Shades' mouth  agape.

 "You've got to be shitting me, there wasn't any water tornado  warnings...." Shades said.

SOPHIE:  Crab quest 5 was over and it was time for the next installment of why  the fuck am I here featuring a naked lady, an Irish angel and  sentences with bad grammar.

MLLERMANDA:  Gauges started to get really bored of picking up trash and was jealous  of the other angels. He was about to fall sleep on the spot until he  looks over and sees a tornado on the spot. " OH MY GOD!" Gauges  screech as he moves away from the waves and trips over his feet,  falling on the ground. Stars were in his eyes as he holds himself  together, " AWESOME!" He says in giddy, staying on the ground with  sand all over him.

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Knittens waved at Sukafu, smiling sheepishly as he took in a breath  from his snorkel. Suddenly he heard squad was in trouble as he popped  his head out of the ground before seeing a tornado. Yeah no, he wasn't  gonna deal with that. He slowly returned underground as he closes up  the hole. Knittens might be dumb but mama didn't raise a martyr. He  looked back to sukafu,  "Yeah, don't go up there."  Headphones pursed his lips as he gulped, was he going to finally be  forced to repent for his sins?

KOTORIKEI:  “What are the angels cleaning? Whats your name anyways mister you  are tall” Jayeol just wanted some answers on this man, who was he,  was he a bad, did he need to be beat up… so many questions. At this  point Jayeol had fount his perch upon Shades shoulders, sort of like a  piggy back ride but the boy was standing, who knows if Shades could  hold him up but he was pretty light. Upon his shoulders he looked over  the horizon to see the ocean. “OOOOOHHH,THat is really Cool! You  dont see thing like that in Koran! Hey mister bad glasses, we should  go and see that and stuff!” Jayeol was very excited at the water  tornado, this beach sure was something, cool crabs that look very  friendly, and water shooting from the ocean, what was next.

EMI:  Dermal sipped his juice box. "Obviously a problem. I think they can  handle it."  No, probably not, Dermal. But maybe that was a good thing. Test them,  see where they are.  Veil started flailing. "Uh, I think we should find cover?!"  Good point. Dermal looked at Gogo. "You going to help?"

SKRILLSNWUBWUBS:  Suspender skirt meeped as she got Beau unstuck out of her hair. She  bounced into action, firing as many arrows as she could at a time  while running towards the giant tornado and prayed she didn't get  eaten or squashed like a bug.

BRIT:  Strappon, his tea set, and everything he had with him sank into the  hole with a bit of a scream.  He poked his head up, now covered in tea and biscuits.  "REALLY?" He asked Scruncy, "FOR REAL."  He looked up at the fucking TORNADO that was forming on the sea.  "Dear God." He whispered.

 Toesocks, after falling out of the boat, started to spin with the  torrent, and eventually found himself being dragged around and lifted  in the air with the boat.  "Mon Dieu!" He screamed, getting spun around like a fucking stripper  on a pole until finally he found himself being tossed in the direction  of the shore, eating sand in his landing.

 Duster squinted at the horizon before deciding it was best to get out  of the water. He grabbed Hot Pants under his arm.  "Get the fuck out." He said as he passed Shades, running a good  distance away.

 Jacket thought about food, but noticed the tornado.  "Uh, dude. Do you see that?" He asked.

EMI:  Being lifted higher off the ocean, Tattoo wondered what his rage hand  conjured and he held onto the mast tightly. He looked around for his  """partner""" only to find him launched toward the shore.  "YOU LAZY BUUUUM!!" He shouted, but was probably not heard at all  seeing as the wind was whipping him around like helicopter dick.

OMEGAPSYCHO:  He turns around and see it. "I KNEW IT!" he shouted so everyone could  here. "I'm going to Punch it now, Jacket want to Join me?" he asked.  He crack his knuckles and neck, he then summons his weapons.

BRIT:  "BRO YOU'RE TRYING TO PUNCH A TORNADO!" Jacket yelled at Boxer.

OMEGAPSYCHO:  "YES!" he shouted.

SOPHIE:  Upon seeing the tornado, Scrunchy slowly hugged Strappon despite being  yelled at.  /"Strap hold me I'm scared"/ She whispered.  /She needed a man's touch./

SKRILLSNWUBWUBS:  Suspender skirt stuffed her weapon into her hair and rushed towards  Toesocks and helped him up, "Are you okay???" She asked worried since  he ate quite a bit of sand.

OMEGAPSYCHO:  "You coming with or what?" he asked Jacket, as he got in a Charging  Position.

BRIT:  Jacket facepalmed.  "Dude, think logically about this. With the winds and shit, there's no  concieveable way you can punch a /goddamned tornado./." He said, "It's  like punchin air, bro."

 Strappon, broken from his gaze at the tornado, looked down at Scrunchy  with a face of complete confusion. Almost desperate for answers.  "I-- What? It's a ghost, relax. You can do this." He said, patting he  head gingerly, with hesitation.

EMI:  Tee climbed out of the sand pit and saw a scared, helpless Scrunchy.  He dusted himself off and wrapped his arms around her.  "I GOT YOU, BAE."

BRIT:  Toesocks lifted his head and spat out the sand, looking up at  Suspender Skirt.  "Oui, I am alive." He said, "By the graces of God."

SKRILLSNWUBWUBS:  Suspender skirt smiled embarrassed "Well at least that's good right?  Let's get you away from here yeah?" she mustered all her strength and  hoisted him up, putting his arm around her neck and began to drag him  towards safety

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Headphones was about to leave this all when he realized Clover was  gone. Whipping his head around wildly he saw the tiny bird being  sucked into the tornado. His baby just got ate by a tornado. Preparing  a rescue mission for his darling Clover he hooked his namesake on some  structure and swung back, and as he hurled forward he let go. He just  launched himself into a tornado. He was hurled into the strong winds  as he immediately regretted his life decisions and slammed full force  into the boat. He just wanted his bird, and he gets this.

SAIYAN:  Undershirt just pulled out a deck chair and laid down on his back. Of  course he could help, but then he would instantly destroy that thing.  What would be the fun in that? Besides it was a good way for these new  angels to get some experience.

 "You guys got this right?" He yelled to anyone that could hear him.

OMEGAPSYCHO:  "Air can still feel PAIN, Also something that cause that tornado is  inside there..." he said as he stares at the Tornado with a thirst for  Blood. "and I'm going to Punch it Jacket" he said with a Intimidated  look.

KRO:  "WITH WHAT? I ONLY HAVE FIRE MAGIC," Gogo cleared out their throat  after that little outburst, "I'm practically useless, so I'll sit it  out."

 Sukafu coughed violently getting sand out of his mouth and still  looked up from the hole so witness this weather catastrophe, "To think  that Japan was pretty bad..." He turned to Strappon as he said ghost  and quickly climbed his way out of the pit, going at full sprint back  to his car for weapons. Better put on a sick cyborg mask while he's at  it.

 Shades set Jayeol down and grabbed Duster's arm, "HOLD UP," he held up  his phone, its alarm going off like crazy, "There's a ghost in that  thing, we should probably do something about that. Set down your man  here, he should be fine."

 "Oh no, I'm fine where I am if I can feel his rock hard abs on my  cheeks- I MEAN. Yeah I'll be fine here." Smooth, Hot Pants.

SKRILLSNWUBWUBS:  Suspender skirt managed to drag Toesocks all the way to safety, and  wheezed out of breath. "Did you,,, happen to see... what hit you??"  she said between wheezes

SOPHIE:  Scrunchy clung to Tee like her life depended on it; "MY HERO!" She  exclaimed, before getting a nice waft of what smelled like a dumpster.  Granted, with how she'd spent nearly the last 3 hours in a /moist sand  cave/ she couldn't exactly complain at this point.  Still in Tee's arms, she looked up to the tornado ahead and squint her  eyes. _"I know I'm an angel and all but is there like a fuck this shit  I'm out button"_

SHARKNADO GHOST:  Duster turned back to Shades and nodded, placing Hot Pants down.  "Be good." He said before looking back at Shades, "Then we should get  rid of it before it tears the city apart."

 "Bruh." Jacket said, "Bruh, wind doesn't feel pain."

 "Oui, mon cheri. Someone get the number for the... Freight train."  Toesocks just passed right out on Suspender Skirt's shoulders. Yep,  he's fine.

EMI:  Tee's eyes sparkled. A real woman was in his arms, finally. He could  die a happy man, but no, he was gonna be heroic. He put his hands in  Scrunchy's hair.  "We need to get out of here, darling. It's not safe." He said  dramatically.  Tee stop.

OMEGAPSYCHO:  "Well it's going to feel it" he said excitingly. "So you in or not" he  asked Jacket with a smile.

SKRILLSNWUBWUBS:  Suspender skirt made a dying whale noise as she hoisted up Toesocks  once more as she searched for someone who could take proper care of  him. She was assuming there was a ghost inside and it needed to be  defeated if they wanted to go home and rest

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Headphones was unconscious from the knock as he sailed peacefully in  the tornado. All he wanted was his bird and watch porn. Was that so  much to ask?  Knittens dusted the sand off of him as he grabbed his hockey stick; if  he was dying today he's gonna go out in a way his mother would be  proud. By playing hockey in a tornado. He's gonna play actual air  hockey and he readied his body. Someone stop this child.

BRIT:  "I'm reckless, not stupid." Jacket laughed simply. "Anyway, that's a  ghost so yeah I'm in!"  He yanked off his Jacket and summoned Dual Pride, ready for action.

 "Oh, that's definitely a ghost." Duster said, readying his  washingpole. "If you're not going in, then I will."  He rushed toward the ocean, beginning to take out the smaller  surrounding ghosts first.

 Strappon pulled himself out of the sand pit and gestured to Suspender  Skirt.  "I'll take the git, just get that ghost!" He called.

(( OOC: The combat thread is here: http://dcmissionaries.boards.net/thread/161/ghost-sharknado ))

(( OOC: Please remember that each person gets one round before going again, this is turn-based! ))

SOPHIE:  Scrunchy gazed deeply into Tee's stink- his eyes, deeply into his  eyes. Without breaking eye contact with the man, she slid the scrunchy  out of her hair and readied it into a weapon. "No.. " She whispered,  clasping Tee's hand dramatically. /" We can fight this, together, you  and me. I believe in you.  I believe in us."/ She whispered, gently  kissing his gross hand.  Scrunchy why.

SKRILLSNWUBWUBS:  Suspender skirt nodded and placed Toesocks down gently and pulled out  Beau as she ran towards the tornado,

EMI:  As Scrunchy departed, he reached out for her. No, her warmth was gone.  She was going to fight the good battle. A small tear hit his scarred  eye (probably sand tho, the wind was getting pretty bad). He mouthed  the words that his heart tried to make him say, but they were silent.  "You go girl."

 Trenchcoat saw Jacket ready his weapon and he ran away from the  tornado. He wanted to fight but he... Well, it was hard.

 Tattoo held the Mast tighter and gazed into the eye of the Tornado. If  he was going to fight whatever was in there, he was gonna have to let  go and uh... That wasn't an easy choice.

KRO:  Sukafu skidded to a stop next to Shades, "Alright I'm ready, I'll  catch up with your brother right now-" But he was cut off by Shades.  "It probably isn't a good idea for you to engage a ghost right now. At  least make sure the other humans are safe, I'll rally Angels for  this."

 Sukafu stared into the abyss as Shades ran off collecting other  Angels. Guess he'll help people get out of that sand pit.  He approached the edge of the pit and extended his arm, looking off to  the water, "Here, I'll help too."

 Hot Pants sat himself where he was placed down, staring in awe at the  display this ghost was putting, "That's certainly something new."

KOTORIKEI:  Jayeol puffed his cheeks when Shady put him down…how rude. Whatever  he wouldnt let that bother him too much, he decided to wander. This  boy must be crazy in some way because he was tottaly not phased even  slightly by the whole ghost thing going on, and in fact he was just  fascinated. Getting himself as close as possible the the ghost thing,  he wanted to see what was going on, everybody was acting so weird.

OMEGAPSYCHO:  Boxer grab Jacket and ran full speed at the Tornado. "HANG ON!" He  shouted as he enter the Tornado with Jacket.

SAIYAN:  "Alright you heard the man! Let's do it!" Wristband yelled as she  flicked her wrist and transformed her wrist bands into her butterfly  swords.

MLLERMANDA:  Wanting to take part of this fight, he takes out his weapon and  happily lunges into the Tornado, screaming Whoo Woo~ He swings his  weapon as he sticks out his tongue in glee.

SOPHIE:  Scrunchy charged the tornado, slingshots blazing. She knew now that  she had a purpose and that she had loved ones waiting for her back  home. She had to make this count. She had to show she was worthy of  being called an angel once more. She sidestepped in the sand, holding  her slingshot up high towards the ghost, "In the name of the moon! I  will punish you!!" She said, launching an angelic rock towards the  ghost. And missed. And she shot again. And missed. She ate a  popsickle, dreamed about shooting the ghost, and missing.

OMEGAPSYCHO:  When Boxer saw the shark he went to punch it but missed.

BRIT:  Jacket entered the tornado with a "Yahoo!!" and began slashing at many  of the mini ghosts within it.

 Duster decided to let them have a shot, first, simply protecting those  on land from the ghosts that were flying around.

SAIYAN:  Wristband ascended into the air and flew into towards the tornado.

 "Take this you over grown sushi roll!" she yelled as she slashed at  the tornado.

 Meanwhile, T.J. followed Wristband's lead and transformed his jacket  into his pick axe and flew into the tornado.

 "Insert fish pun here, bitch" he yelled as he spun like a top and  struck with his pick axe.

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Headphones began to wake up from his concussion and realized. He  didn't know where the hell he was. What was even happening? He was so  confused that his namesake didn't bother hitting anything.  Knittens jumped in but the winds were too rough as he got whipped  around the tornado unable to strike.

BRIT:  Jacket found an opportunity to strike and was able to cut off a piece  of its fin at least. He was whacked backward by the force, and grabbed  onto some of the spiraling debris for support.

SHARKNADO GHOST:  The ghost roared and hissed as it took damage from the near-miss from  Jacket and the hits from the other Angels. It whipped around and dove  into the hurricane-tornado and sent all sorts of ghosts flying at  everyone.

EMI:  Tattoo glared into the wind and dug his nails into the mast, pulling  one arm off and summoning Inkling. The strong wind inevitably threw  him off La Pene, but he used it to launch himself toward the Ghost in  the middle, using Inkling as a sord of rudder in the wind.

 Getting close enough, he dug it into the shark Ghost's side and slid  down it's body, causing damage before he was flung into the winds  again by it's attack and eventually getting launched into the shore's  sand.

OMEGAPSYCHO:  Boxer got on the back of shark and starts punching it in the eye. "I  GOING TO HAVE FISH STICKS TONIGHT!" he shouts in joy.

MLLERMANDA:  " Aw man!" He whines to himself as he gets ready to attack once more.  Seeing the ghost sending, even more, ghost towards the Angels made him  eager to fight. He raises his arms out like if he was a bird,  pretending to fly as he screams " Tweet! Tweet!" Gauges in excitement,  swings once more towards the shark.

SAIYAN:  "AH what the fuck!" Wristband yelled as all sorts of weird shit got  plastered on her face.

 T.J. also was having difficulties.

 "No not my nice clothes! GOD DAMN IT!!" He yelled as random stuff was  sprayed all over them.

SKRILLSNWUBWUBS:  Suspender pulled at her bow string and fired a couple arrows but they  missed

EMI:  Trenchcoat laughed at Tuxedo in the distance.

SHARKNADO GHOST:  The ghost thrashed about under all the attacks and began spiraling the  tornado faster to deter hits. It sent more ghosts flying toward shore  and eventually all the ghosts in the ocean seemed to collect into its  deadly demon spiral. Gross.

KOTORIKEI:  Jayeol blinked

BRIT:  Jacket jumped out of the ghost's tornado to reliquish a couple of the  stray ghosts heading to shore and landed, rolling. He looked up at the  tower of ghosts in awe.  "Holy fuck." He whispered.

SOPHIE:  Scrunchy flew back, punching the ground to keep her place. She  concentrated hard. She could feel it, the sand. Specifically the sand  in places she'd rather not have it be. But it gave her strength. She  knew that with Tee's love and the sand's moist caress she could do  this. She took aim once more; breathing in sync with the beast. Time  stopped; Malwart Pharmacies closed for lunch, this was it. She  released the stone from her slingshot and finished off the ghost;  staring in astonishment.  /She fist pumped to herself and did a lil jig'./

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Headphones recognizing danger swung down his weapon as if it felt  natural, but he was flung out of the tornado thankfully, Clover  waiting for him on the shore. Turns out the bird was gently put down  when Headphones entered the tornado. He slammed his head into a rock  and groaned in pain. His skull fractured a tiny bit, but it wasn't too  serious. He feel unconscious again.  Knittens as well was flung out but he was just fine, he landed on the  shore and sighed. Today wasn't his day.Watching the large tower of  ghosts, he felt his jaw open as he watched that monstrosity going  around.

OMEGAPSYCHO:  Boxer jumps out the Tornado and charges at the Ghost Tornado.

SHARKNADO GHOST:  The Ghost seemed to have looked Scruncy straight in the eye as if they  had connected on a deep, spiritual level. He floated in awe, caught in  her wild gaze like a deer in the headlights. The rock from Scrunchy's  slingshot flew true, slowly almost, and hit the ghost. As soon as time  began to move, the rock fucking blew a whole straight through the  fucker.

 It screamed almost human-like and exploded.

EMI:  Tattoo raised his head, spitting out a tiny fish ghost and pulling  another out of his nose.  "Fuck... Good riddance..." He choked. He struggled himself to stand  up, and seeing a shadow grow beneath him. He looked up at the sky and  before he could react, La Pene had slammed into him. Flattened.  Oh, no wait. There was a hole under him. Thank God.

KOTORIKEI:  Jayeol clapped and cheered, what a good show, that weird shark thing  was cool, he hopped there was more.

The bell in the church rang holy as ever _GOOOoooOON_

The rest of the ghosts present all seemed to shrivel away at the destruction of the Shark Ghost, many tiny little fishy souls raising into the sky. Looks like all of Heaven was going to have a fish fry tonight.

SAIYAN:  T.J. and Wristband managed to clean all of the shit off of them, just  in time to witness the ghost explode. The two of them landed back on  the ground and sighed in relief.

 Undershirt meanwhile, clapped from his lawn chair. That actually took  shorter than he thought it would.

 "Good job you guys!" he called out

KOTORIKEI:  Jayeol wasnt talking to anybody in specific he wanted to congratulate  everybody honestly, what a good production, that ghost shark thing  looked so real! “Woah you guys were all so impressive, really good  really good!” He clapped his hands and did his best to support  everybody, such good actors.

OMEGAPSYCHO:  "Wow" said Boxer as he watch all the souls fly to heaven, this started  to bring make a good memory from Boxer past. He runs away leaving  everyone, he was going to cry. he never like  his good memories with  his Family because of his fathers fall from grace. He soon found a  cave and started to cry, he was hurting.

BRIT:  Duster changed his weapon back to his coat and pulled it on, walking  back towards Hot Pants.  "Well, that was... Ah, different." He said, "I don't think I want to  have seafood for a while, though. Or maybe we can eat it out of  revenge. Not quite sure, yet."

 Jacket smiled up at the sky, standing at the edge of the waves.  At least, until a large wave came and splashed him out of his  cool-looking pose.

 Strappon stood up and dusted himself off.  "Yes, good work, Angels." He said, "Who knew they were a hivemind? Ah,  well. No matter. Our job is done, then."

MLLERMANDA:  Being distracted, Gauges decides to spend his time in the tornado  doing small flips and creating all fancy tricks that he would never be  able to achieve without this wind. Gauges flip around as he lands hard  into the sand where a bunch of seashells was at. Dropping his weapon  away from the seashells, he lands face first into the shells as he  yelps in pain. Kicking the shells out of his way, he looks up, looking  for the person who made the last shot towards Shark Ghost. Looking up  to hear the Church Bell ring as the rest of the ghosts shrivel up. "  My god! This is like totally frickin awesome!" He claps obnoxiously to  himself, seeing this made his day better by 100%.

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Headphones groaned loudly as he began to regain conscious rather  quickly, he rubbed his head a sharp pain coursing through his head. He  didn't recognize his surroundings, nor did he recognize any of the  people around him. Who were these people? He knew that he was.. He  was.... Earphones? Earphones sounded right but he wasn't sure.  Everything felt fuzzy as memories slowly flashed before his eyes but  stopped at a certain point, when he was out for a jog. Yeah that's  right... He was in heaven, and it was the morning before school.  Looking at himself he could tell that it wasn't at all that time  anymore. It felt as if he was asleep for years and just woke up. He  stood up and looked around. His voice trembled as he asked,  "W-Where am I?"  Knittens tried to dry his clothes and he watched the familiar  explosion. His day wasn't today but he tried. Time to go back home.

EMI:  Trenchcoat came out and raised his fist to punch Jacket but stopped  himself. Instead he, hesitantly, pat his shoulder.  "Good... Good job, I guess."  Nice. Soft.

SKRILLSNWUBWUBS:  Suspender skirt collapsed on the sand and sighed a little, she didn't  help very much and she felt bad. A normal craf skittered towards her  and clapped its claws musically before darting away. She clacked her  teeth at it aggressively, yet she didn't move from her spot on the  sand

KRO:  Shades ran up to Scrunchy and hoisted her up, sitting her on his  shoulder, "HOLY SHIT YOU DID IT I'M SO PROUD OF YOU-" It didn't take  too long for the both of them to fall, he has weak strength.  Timbeeeer.

 Hot Pants had disappeared for a bit, probably getting towels out of  his car in case the tornado disintegrating caused some rain. He did  NOT want to get wet.  "That's on you, I 100% do not want any sea food for a month."

 "Uh. Thanks?" Shades nervously smiled at Jayeol. it was weird getting  praise from someone that wasn't Strap, but he'll take it if it makes  the others feel nice.  Heavens dropped from...well the Heavens as per usual but with a target  in mind. The coins were falling on top of Suspender Skirt and it would  have been tragic had it not been for Sukafu's fast reflexes, catching  all but on coin from hitting Suspender Jacket's head.

 "O-Oh. Oops. I tried, but are you okay?" He asked, picking up the last  coin from the sand.

EMI:  "Well, what did I say? I told you they could handle this..." Dermal  said, suddenly looking a little peeved through his pleasant smile. He  made his way over to Strappon and walked past him and stopped.  "You've been doing a pretty good job, little Templar. Humans sure are  interesting..."

 Veil smiled and cheered for everyone before catching up with Dermal.  "Wow! Those boys sure are something!" She said in a dreamy voice.

 Tee ran up to Scrunchy also and shoved Shades away, wrapping his arms  around her in tears.  "MY BABY DID IT SHE BEAT THE GHOST LOVE WINS"

SKRILLSNWUBWUBS:  Suspender skirt meeped and looked up "My hero" she passed the single  coin back and offered a small smile as she rubbed the spot where the  coin hit her

OMEGAPSYCHO:  After couple of minutes let his emotions out, Boxer came back to the  group. he had a blank face on a look down, he had his hands in pocket.  Boxer walk up to everyone with a smile. "HEY EVERYONE FOOD AND DRINKS  ARE ON ME TONIGHT!" he smiles at everyone.

BRIT:  Strappon tilted his head at Dermal.  "Yes, I supposed you're right. We are an interesting lot." He said,  "You're less familiar with our kind than Ampallang, I suppose."

 Jacket shook his hair off and turned to Trenchcoat with a cute little  surprised expression.  "Cool, thanks bro!" He said, "You gonna stop fighting next time? I  ain't sharin my Heavens!"

 "Tee, please." Overshirt sighed, shaking his head, "Scrunchy, I'm  really sorry."

SOPHIE:  Scrunchy was ecstatic; she couldn't stop laughing-even after she was  practically slam dunked into the ground. She was in near tears at  this, cackling like a dork- "I-I knOW IM REALLY HAPP-" She grunted, as  tee suddenly embraced her. She was snorting she was laughing so much.  The fact they were being pelted with coins like they were standing in  the splash zone of a casino didn't even bother her.  "N-No it's fine!!" She laughed, giving Tee a little kiss on the cheek.  /"Thank you for believing in me!~"/

SKRILLSNWUBWUBS:  Suspender skirt then rose from her spot in the sand and sighed, she  picked up a few sea shells for Onesie who stayed at home sick.

BRIT:  In the distance, Shroud tapped his finger impatiently on the rocky  ridge he sat on. He sighed behind his mask and looked at Torsolette.  "What kind of research is this if they keep killing the ghosts?" He  asked her, adjusting his hood. "There don't seam to be any Banshee  Threads from these. Weak ghosts are frayed ends."

EMI:  Torsolette tapped her heel and leaned her head into her hand. "Doesn't  seem so, does it sweety? Talk about a bare thread..." She sighed.  "Well, we know at least one thing is going according to plan..."

 A cold smile curled onto her lips. She wished she could see the look  on his face, honestly. He looked adorable when he was disappointed.

OMEGAPSYCHO:  He was getting his punch tingle again. but this time it was a strong  tingle. he looked to where Shroud was that's where the tingle was  coming from. He still had some fight in him but he might be stronger  then him. Boxer shake his fist and gulp.

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Headphones felt scared and confused, he didn't know where he was and  he was scared of the shame he would bring to his family. He looked  around and saw a sign saying, "Daten Beach," and realized that he  wasn't anywhere near his home. He was in a place he never heard of  before. He couldn't comprehend it and he hugged himself.  Knittens noticed this and walked up to Headphones answering his  question,  "You're in Daten, headphones! You know, Earth?"  Headphones froze when he heard that. He was on earth? He didn't see  his family... Did he fall? He smiled a large grin, he didn't care what  sin he had fallen for; he was away from his controlling family. He  never felt so free before. He didn't have school, he didn't have work,  he could make his own decisions. Headphones bent down to Knittens and  introduced himself,  "I'm Headphones T-... Just headphones actually. You?"  Knittens blinked and gave him a weird look, he was acting as if they  had never met. Grabbing his hand he pulled him along as he replied,  "I'm taking you to Fasci, you're acting funny."  Thus, they were heading home.

(( OOC: The main RP is now over! You may continue RPing if you wish, but don't be surprised if people disappear! Thanks for roleplaying, everyone! Also, don't forget about the ghost contest, and stay tuned for the next one! ))

KRO:  "Ah please think nothing of it! It seems these coins like to bully  people. If you'll excuse me."  Sukafu went up to Shades who at that point was flung away from  Scrunchy thanks to Tee. He handed Shades the Heavens to distribute  later and crossed his arms. Shades could feel that Sukafu was peeved  about being told to not participate in this.  "Im sorry, okay-" But Sukafu had walked away, not letting him finish.  Oh shit unrest with this couple. Hot Pants had been looking a bit,  just maybe and he shook his head slightly.

 "I think you may wanna get ready to comfort your brother in case those  two get in a disagreement and starts feeling down," he said, tugging  at Duster's pant slightly.

 Well shit.  At this point Gogo had slipped back into the aether, being satisfied  in teasing Dermal for the day.  Shades went to Strappon and handed over the rewarded coins, "Here, we  can figure out the math later for equal distribution."

OMEGAPSYCHO:  Boxer grabs his Heaven Coins and starts head home by sneaking into  someones car.

MLLERMANDA:  "Whoo, well that was fun." He picks himself up from the ground as he  whips sand off of his face. He frowns a bit as he looks down, seeing  the dumb seashells that hurt his beautiful face. "Stupid shells." He  kicks them some more before looking at the ocean with ease. "Hm.." He  stays quiet for the moment before taking off his shirt and shorts,  wearing his bikini. Holding his clothes together, he gives out a sigh  " I'll spend the rest of my day here, floating along the sea." With  those words, he goes near the ocean and decides to swim there for the  rest of his day.

[twruniversity-blog]

Accepted Denmark!

THANK YOU FOR YOUR APPLICATION TO JOIN MEME SUPREME YOU HAVE BEEN ACCEPTED AN-

Oh, uh. You were accepted into the academy as well. Get your stuff in within the next three days and all that.

OOC;

Name: Abigail/Abi

Age: 17

Pronouns: She/Her

Activity: Depends on how many threads I have going, but I’ll try to stay above a 4.

Contact: Main tumblr is problememes

Time zone: Mountain Time

Any Concerns?:

IC;

Character: Denmark

Full Name / Preferred Name: Kristen Mikkelsen

Age: 19

Birthday: June 5

Gender: Male

Pronouns: He/Him

Housing: Toutouwai Village

Pets: An aquarium tank with various fish in it.

IC - In Depth;

Magical Branches:

Ahurei (Unique Ability): Can understand and communicate with greenery and rocks/minerals.

Major/s: Agriculture.

Minor/s:

Clubs: Meme Supreme, Soccer.

Appearance:

Kristen stands at 5 feet, 11 inches tall with a very confident posture. His hair sticks up and adds a few inches to his apparent height; people are often surprised when they see his hair wet and he looks quite a bit shorter. He has a compact physique- very athletic and lean; strong. He has strong, masculine hands with rough skin from the long hours of work he has used them for.

A very defined jaw line compliments his rectangular facial structure. He has very straight, dark eyebrows that easily express a range of emotions and make his sea blue eyes pop marvelously. Those same eyes are downturned and framed by thick, dark eyelashes. A strong, straight nose and even lips outlining a large mouth complete the overall chiseled look of his face. Thick blond hair lays on his head, though never tamely. It’s more of a mane than anything, wildly sticking out in every direction without outside interference.

Headcanons:

His hair gel smells like peaches and would give off a wonderful effect, if he would stop drowning himself in axe cologne.

He fell in love with fish ever since he won one at a fair as a child; he likes to watch them swim.

As a child, he was teased and called crazy when he shared what he knew about the fauna and rocks around him, which made him withdraw for a time before he decided that the best way to combat negativity was with overwhelming cheerfulness and not letting anybody tell him what to do. He developed his loud personality to drown out the voices he heard.

Often has nightmares, so surrounds himself with the positivity of houseplants wherever possible. He keeps his favorite succulent on his nightstand.

He is totally a meme addict- he has a meme for every occasion and dabs constantly. He still thinks that whipping and nae-naeing is cool, probably. Definitely disappointed in the Pepe/Alt-Right thing. If he were allowed to, he would definitely get a Shiba Inu and name it Doge.

Personality:

Loud and outgoing. One might honestly wonder where he continually gets the energy to be constantly cheerful. He always looks for the positive in a situation, but in a bad mood will likely throw a tantrum before he gets to the point where he can find the good. Speaking to him gently, but not condescendingly, is the best way to appeal to him. Or by offering him alcohol.

Kristen has a deep love for less intelligent matter and can sometimes be found holding conversations with them, or simply enjoying their company. When he creates something from wood or stone or picks a flower or fruit from a tree, he always expresses gratitude for the selflessness of the tree, rock, or plant. The relationships he has with the plants has developed his ability to be patient, though he still greatly prefers the fast way out of things.

Strengths:

Tends to look on the bright side

Loyal to his friends

Can take charge if need be

Very hardworking and determined

Weaknesses:

Stubborn

Demanding at times

Cares a little too much about his image

Can sometimes get so invested or focused that he blocks out everything else and neglects anything that is not related to that project

Childish

Sometimes seems oblivious

Backstory:

Kristen is the only child of a loving mother and father, neither of which are magic; both of which are more than willing to learn about things they do not understand. It was through two online friends, Berwald and Timo, that he found out about the University. His parents were wonderfully supportive, offering to pay for his tuition and travel expenses to New Zealand when he told them about the school. They sometimes visit him and bring him gifts from Denmark.

In his hometown, he was known as the crazy kid who talked to the plants. It was difficult for him to explain how he could understand them, and the other kids teased him mercilessly. Eventually, Kristen guarded his gentle disposition with a loud, headstrong cover. He would no longer let people decide how he felt or define his life- that was his job and his alone. Teasing him to his face finally stopped as he began pretending that he wasn’t aware of any hostility. In a way, he was very similar to the cacti he often cared for. Only the plants ever saw his tears.

He has been through his fair share of struggles, and each one has shaped him into what he is now. His closest friends repeatedly left him after he confided in them completely, joining those that estranged him for his ability. As a result, he has a hard time truly trusting people. When he does, though, if he isn’t pushed away, he will bind himself to that person and will be willing to do anything for them. Even in a drunken state, their well-being comes above his own and he will force himself to focus long enough to keep them safe if the need arises.

Sample RP:

Finals. The time for most students to survive on caffeine and chips while they cram as much studying as they possibly can into what time they have, and envy those who seem to be far more put together. Kristen had been studying non-stop for a few weeks now, in a state of fervor. His face was looking gaunt from the lack of personal attention, and his hair was losing its luster. Mika, Kaja, Hans, and Njord hadn’t been fed in the same amount of time, and were on death’s door. They weren’t the first fish to pass- many generations of the same species and the same names had gone before. Kristen adored fish, but never exactly learned how to take care of them very well. His logic was that he ate a lot, so the fish must need to eat a lot, too. He didn’t know that his fish had died, of course. Not since the first ones. Berwald and Timo saw the emotional wreckage it caused him when they died and started replacing the dead fish with living ones before Kristen could notice. He had been living in blissful ignorance for many months. Soon, though, finals would be over and his bubble would burst rather unpleasantly. Sure enough, the season of stress passed, and Kristen returned to his usual self. He was laying on his bed one relaxed afternoon when a thought struck him. He hadn’t fed his fish the entire time he was studying- they must be dead! But he saw them swimming cheerfully just that morning… Either they were immortal or there was something fishy going on. He laughed at his little joke before sitting up to contemplate. Berwald came by earlier that week; maybe he would know? After some fierce interrogation of his friends, Kristen discovered the truth. He returned to his room with a sullen attitude, in disbelief that he hadn’t realized it right away. How many of his precious aquatic comrades been disposed of due to his carelessness? How many more would have had the same fate if he hadn’t come to the conclusion that he did? Disappointed and angry tears spilled from his eyes and rolled down his cheeks as he pulled out his computer. Now that he knew, there was no way he would be able to live with himself if any more fish died under his care. He researched proper care and wrote notes to himself as reminders and prompts so his fish would live as long and as happily as possible. Eventually, he forgave himself for his follies and was able to smile confidently at his fish tank again rather than gritting his teeth like some anime protagonist and vowing dramatically to be better. Berwald and Timo, for their part, were happy to see that they wouldn’t have to continue replacing the contents of the tank without their friend’s knowledge.