Vacationing 101 | OPEN Jul 23, 2019 7:51:00 GMT -6
Post by Carro Hofferson on Jul 23, 2019 7:51:00 GMT -6
CARRO's PL: 100
"Am I..." Carro swiveled about his glass of lemonade awkwardly. "...Doing this right?" "Vacation" was a new word in his dictionary. He'd finally given in to both LEO and Tianum's... assertive suggestions to take a break, but he didn't expect this to be their plan for him.
Fully decked out in a pair of red swim trunks, an oversized tropical button-down shirt, Carro paced the sands around his folding chair. He'd kicked off his sandals beside his tote bag, filled with sunscreen, bug spray, and even a half-filled water gun- courtesy of LEO. The saiyan adjusted his sunglasses again and wiped away at lingering sunscreen on his shoulders. The sun on his arms felt nice. The crash of waves, the potent smell of salt water, and the cool air blowing through his hair all made him feel less tense. Was this... relaxation?? He wasn't sure.
One of his many cousins lived out on this southern island, and was kind enough to offer him a place to stay. He was probably in cahoots with LEO and Tianum, and whoever else at Crop Co had orchestrated this scheme. It was isolated in Earth's massive seas, but that didn't stop it from being a solid tourist attraction. The pale sands were well-known for their sparkly, almost star-shaped grains- the immense care the village took to keep their island clean was commendable as well. Rustic-looking buildings formed a jungle behind the docks and boardwalks, melding seamlessly with modernized machinery at the town's core. Bright, painted signs advertised hundreds of small businesses all around- almost as chaotic in hue as the many towels and umbrellas that littered the coast in front of Carro.
The mighty, big blue ocean's waves were crashing were against the docks as the vacationing President watch the seagulls fly around in circles above. The warm, golden sand ran between your toes with the gentle breeze. As he'd walked along, he'd found gorgeous, shiny shells that had been washed into the shore by the rippling of the water. Intense volleyball matches could be heard from afar, and even the deeper reaches were flocked with surfers waiting for just the right wave.
And then there was Carro, still awkwardly sitting at the cusp of the waters. The waves withered at the sand beneath his feet as he sat at the edge of the tides, taking another equally awkward sip of his lemonade. He wasn't used to... not having something to do. Even though his trained, anxious instincts felt that everything was too peaceful for it's own good and could easily be some sick trap, it was still pleasant. Maybe he could afford to stop worrying for a bit, just this once...
OOC NOTE: While this thread is open to all, I'd prefer the overall plot here to be more laid-back and not super fighty/conflicty/gritty whatever, to give both myself and Carro a break from a bombardment of those plots as of late. While they're cool, a change of pace like this is refreshing! I'd be happy to do all the angsty pain plots as per usual, but this ain't the thread for those.
tl;dr - Wholesome and/or memey and otherwise lighthearted shenanigans only here! Go wild!!