HAPPY BIRDDAY AMURIKA

[fastaskenyans]

Who: EVERYONE EVER
What: America's birthday/beachside barbecue!
Where: The beach in the Eastern District. Follow the tiki torches!
When: Afternoon on the Fourth of July!
Warnings: FUN TIMES AND SILLINESS AHOY
Notes: For the sake of simplicity, quicklog/action tags are preferred. Start a new thread if you'd like with whatever your character is doing in

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COOKIN DA FOODZ

[fastaskenyans]

[Girl look at that body grill! And all that food! Wally'll just be over there, seasoning stuff and flipping the occasional burger, hotdog, or other grilled meat. There are ones with traditional barbecue, others with mixed sauces, and quite a few without: so you can add your own or just eat them plain!

He's just humming away while he works, dopey grin plastered on his face. Nothin quite like having a party and feeding friends for this kid.]

IIMM UNSURE HOW TO DO THIS but here goes

[amdrag_jake]

Jake zooms in with a hamburger bun, catching one of the flipping burgers in mid-air and immediately stealing it. Revenge!

He takes a huge bite. "Mm...not bad, a little undercooked!" He grins after finishing it. "'Sup, man?"

/using action cause HOLY CRAP I NEED TO TAG A LOT OF THINGS

[fastaskenyans]

[gefdknjl;ejd]

It's undercooked cause it wasn't done yet!

[But he laughs anyway. IT'S A GOOD DAY TO BE ALIVE]

Other than random dudes stealing my burgers, nothin' much!

THATS CHILL, IMA COPY

[amdrag_jake]

[Jake decided to keep it to himself that he finished cooking it in his mouth - he still wasn't ready for people to know about his powers.]

Haha, right, right!

[He grabs himself another burger and bends some sunglasses over his eyes.]

Man, it's bright out! Great day for a barbeque beach party! I haven't been to the beach in forever, man!

[Only downside to living in NYC, baby!]

[incurable_bev]

In the distance, any party goers could see the Holiday sisters - not in swimsuits at the moment, just shorts and t-shirts - with Beverly dragging Rebecca for the most part.

"Come on, Rebecca!" Beverly put her hands on her hips. "It's gonna be fun! You could probably use some fun!"

She almost added in "Maybe Agent Six'll show up!", but not only did she doubt that, she had a feeling it wouldn't help.

[doc_holi]

"I'm going as fast as you can drag me, Bev," she told her sister. It wasn't like she wasn't going now. Not after being out of the house and everything.

But still. It's the beach. The last time she was there, she died. The time before that, she was naked and Six was carrying her out of the water. It's just... Why did it have to be the beach?

... And why now? She needed to find Ioann. And there was Six to deal with. She couldn't do anything fun right now.

At least Pato looked excited.

[incurable_bev]

Beverly leaned down and pet Pato repeatedly, before running off closer to the water.

"Okay, Rebecca. Tell me how to do this bending stuff. I wanna bend myself a bikini!"

You will have fun, Rebecca! She will make you!

[doc_holi]

"You mean a one piece."

Because there are a few boys around here, Beverly.

COOKING DA HOT FOODZ

[pineapplesalmon]

[Caesar said that he'd grill some hot food, and he wasn't kidding. Four sauces: chimichurri (traditional Argentinine for grilled beef), buffalo (a bit hot), spicy mango (hotter and different), and one he affectionally called Lava. He had some simple dishes such as Carne Asada, and then--well, he had BEEF. Because no cookout was complete without steak.

There was also normal steak for the people who were terrified of flavor, but Caesar understood that not everyone could take the hot stuff. Sure, Wally was good at handling the meat, but Caesar couldn't help but... help out. It's been a while since he's grilled.

At least he'll warn someone before they try the hot stuff--or, at least, he'll try to.

He's also wearing nothing but swim trunks and flip flops. Because, after all, it's a beach party, and he doesn't have to worry about getting sunburned unless he fells like being a lobster.]

Re: COOKING DA HOT FOODZ

[rat_des_marais]

How's it comin', homme?

[Because this swim trunk and flipflop wearing Cajun distinctly remembers a glove being thrown down.]

IS IT JUST ME OR IS IT HOT OUT HERE...

[pineapplesalmon]

[Caesar gives Remy a very, very pleased look.]

It's going very well.

[He gestures to a plate he's set aside away from the rest of the meat.]

That would be yours.

/FANS SELF

[rat_des_marais]

[It looks at the plate offered with scrutiny.]

I don' look dat bad. Wha' ya do? Dip it in hot sauce?

[He's buying time. Little chicken.]

[lastminutestuff]

[This is Death. This is Death with a straw hat, sipping on a drink. And he's wearing sunglasses. Still rocking the black robes, but go figure. He also has a hotdog in hand. If anyone wants him to take over, he'll offer to help with grilling. Worked at a fastfood joint once, you know.]

o hai

[fastaskenyans]

I'm pretty sure you've been asked this a million times, but can you actually eat that hotdog?

HELLO BRIEF MORTAL.

[lastminutestuff]

OF COURSE. IT WOULD BE RATHER SILLY TO BE HOLDING IT, OTHERWISE, DON'T YOU THINK?

[fastaskenyans]

[HEAR THAT, V? DO YOU?]

I know, right?

WATCH IT, PERSONALITY CORE ON POWERWHEELS COMING THROUGH

[iam_not_amoron]

[The beach! This is the first time he's been to one, and all in all, Wheatley's been a little anxious about it. Sand and sea, you see. He'll just try to keep away from the water. The sand, well... That seems unavoidable.

Thanks to Caesar's ingenuity, the core is driving about the mini dunes in his little car. He's not the best of drivers so do watch your toes, and when you hear someone screaming "AH! Oh n- LOOK OUT! Move, move! Watch it, coming through!" then you best tuck and roll.]

LET'S GIVE THEM AN EXAMPLE SO THEY KNOW HOW IT'S DONE. 8D

[pineapplesalmon]

[Caesar couldn't grill forever. He made enough for a little while, then shut down his grill and started looking for something to do. It didn't take long:

Sand Castles. He couldn't resist the chance to build one. The substance was very interesting to work with and took a different approach than metal or plastic. It made him think.

So with a bucket and shovel in his hand, Caesar is now walking around and looking for the prime spot to build... something. Probably not a castle, considering whom it is. Then, he hears someone shouting from behind him. Caesar turns around, looking confused.]

Huh?

AH YES, LIFE LESSONS! VISUAL EXAMPLES ARE WORTH A THOUSAND WORDS! XD

[iam_not_amoron]

[It probably doesn't help that Wheatley's been going at top speed- which, admittedly isn't all that fast at all, but still fast enough for something so small. The little vehicle goes flying over a hump of sand, throwing up a small shower as it lands and continues to zoom forth-]

Oh Caesar, look out, look out, look out!!!

YUP. AND CAESAR FOR ONCE SUFFERS FROM HIS OWN INVENTION.

[pineapplesalmon]

[Caesar's eyes go comically wide. He backs up, but there isn't time. There's isn't even time to jump out of the way with people around.]

Wheatley--!