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133588 No. 133588 ID: e7c7d3

It's the sandiest day ever! It is the day where various quest characters hang out at the beach. Take some vacation time away from your monstrous labs, dreary dungeons, dystopian futures, and awkward romances. Instead enjoy some sun and energetic waters with other quest characters!

This year has a boardwalk set up for your entertainment and enjoyment! Set up your own booth, enjoy the sights, have an easy pre-made background so you can focus on the shenanigans. The possibilities are endless!

The boardwalk was built by the lovely Anon44 and you can get the file here:
You will most likely need Sketchup: free edition to utilize it properly, (does require a login.):

Previous Beach Days:
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No. 133589 ID: e51896
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tough crowd…
Call me DJ Lil’ Pad! And I will be your cute DJ for this year’s beach day! I’ve got a line of music collected from my reality which I cannot wait to share with you all! I want to see y’all movin’ your bodies to the music! Come on and DANCE, DANCE, DANCE! Let me see who has the best moves here on this hot n' steamin' beach! Now let’s kick this off right!

No. 133590 ID: e51896
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No. 133591 ID: b5fb67
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"Hey! No drowning! Drowning is illegal!"
No. 133592 ID: b5fb67


Also you can access free Sketchup via this link (might need to sign in with Google or create an account): https://app.sketchup.com/app?hl=en
No. 133593 ID: 7f716e
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"...This is nice."
No. 133594 ID: 12b116
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"This is adormoth streaming live from this amazing beach party! I'm first on the dance floor but I'm sure other folks will join me and wiggle to these groovy beats! Be sure and keep those donations coming!"
No. 133595 ID: 2bd15b
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Logan: Anybody who is interested or hungry can get free barbeque from the Blind Will. Your eyes won't be able to believe how our food looks delicious, your senses will be reborn and sins removed with a single bite! I can't believe I am actually saying this crap.

No. 133596 ID: 894f15
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A new day, a new outing. Two individuals descend on the beach-side, plenty of boxes in tow. The glint of reinforced plastic, sleek water containers and possibly illicit applied-military technology can be seen from the distance.

"Argine, are you sure this is a good idea? I'm not sure... distributing this kind of equipment is appropriate for usual beach gear. Some of these are nearly weapons-grade..."

"It'll be fiiiine, Diagram! I mean, it's not like anyone ever died from water, right? Fun for the whole family! This'll get ol' Judy the prune off my back when it comes to 'contributing to society' or what-not. I'm selling something that people want, and it's technically legal!"

"I should check if the pressurization valves are calibrated to the right level, make sure that they're not dangerous..."

"What're you mumbling about, Diagram? Have some confidence in yourself! Two pretty gals, at the forefront of a nice little beach stall! We'll get plenty of customers, whatever those are!"

"It's a shame that your sister couldn't come, Argine. She would've enjoyed this."

"Hey, don't go and ruin my good mood by bringing her up! She volunteered to watch over the troublemaker, not us."
Argine sets the box down, slapping her hands together.
No. 133597 ID: 894f15
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"Stall's open, boys and girls! Come on, come on, come get yourself a water gun! Because no vacation's done without one helluva fight!"

"I can say that at least, they're of good quality! I made them myself! P-please use them responsibly...

"Rental's cheap! 5 bucks an hour, though if you wanna take one of these babies home, you'll have to talk to my 'business consultant' here, heh heh."

"I'm sure we can negotiate a compromise that'll make everyone happy! I hope everything goes smoothly...

*Disclaimer: Any damage incurred from use of merchandise is not the responsibility of Argine, Diagram or any of the other Last Trace characters. Why? Because they're not a legally registered entity or corporation, and this isn't canon anyway.
No. 133598 ID: 894f15
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"66 on a stick! Get your 66es on a stick! Lab-grown tissue samples, grilled to perfection! Ugh... "
"Remind me why I'm doing this again, Nanoweaver?"

"I figured a 'family outing' would do wonders for morale, Judicium. And it's great for the body! Plenty of fresh air, sand and new faces. As the health professional of our little facility, expanding our horizons can only be good for us."

"Tch. Not sure that these meat-sticks you're selling are exactly good for the body, spinster. They're practically dripping with cholesterol. At least they smell better than when you tried to make salad."

"Just get back to grilling, Ozone. Pretend that the meat is a certain delinquent you're not fond of, and that blowtorch is a flamethrower."

"Whatever you say, 'Colonel Sandy'. Where's Mnemosyne? Shouldn't she be helping us with this?"

"She said she had some business to take care of. Don't worry about it."

Thus the grilling continues. Barbequed meat, on special! Only 15.66 for a three-set!
No. 133599 ID: b5fb67
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Four girls charge into the surf, ready to cool off.
No. 133600 ID: 11f77a
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"Oh yeah..."

"This is exactly where I need to be~"
No. 133601 ID: 270002
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Meanwhile, at the nearby Tikibar in range of the sick bets and laughing crowds

"You're lucky your grandpa left you that sweet woodie. Wish I had a car!"

"How do you always manage to tear your skirt up halfway through a workday, Nalu? I-It's not even the bar rush hour yet!" Says the ratgirl, nervously.

"Pshhh... I try not to think about it!! The boss always gets on my case bout it!" Nalu SIGHS
"Psst...I hope you're down to try some of that pakalolo with those cute beach boys this time..." Chitters out the squeaky otter

"I uh... Maybe I could be the designated driver?"

The otter nearly SCOFFS. Laying some drinks on the bar.
"Not on MY watch! Hang loose once in a while! Not to mention, how can you! Here's your drink! The Double Slapping Wahine!"

She sets an enormous glass. A frozen mixed drink, set with fruit and a pair of drinking straws.

"What!!" The rat gasps!!
How am I supposed to finish this all on my own!"

Nalu smiles mischievously
No. 133602 ID: b488b1

Just wanted to say things are off to a great start so far! Well done everyone.
No. 133603 ID: 864e49

Wow Argine's boobs are bigger then I thought they would be.

Who is adorable otter?! I DEMAND MORE INFORMATIONS and more appearances please.
No. 133605 ID: 894f15
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A lone soldier stands at the precipice of the watery depths known as the ocean, a customised board in hand. Engineered by the brightest mind(s) of the super-soldier facility she hails from, she stares outwards towards the glittering waters of this unspecified beach.

"So this... is this the enemy I must defeat?"

Her wetsuit clings tight to her fur, invoking a strange sense of nostalgia. Finality. Truly, the sensation a hero experienced before they go off to war.
The roar of the vortex calls out to her. The waves? Tubular.

"I accept this mission."
Her toe-claws digging into the sand, she runs forth, towards the deep blue monster. Onwards, to shred the waves - for the world's sake!
No. 133606 ID: 718d7b
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Somewhere along the beach, chest day is neatly integrated into beach day.
No. 133607 ID: ca2950
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"Is it really okay for me to be here if I haven't shown up yet?"
Keimi cranes her neck to look up.
"Yeah, it's fine. I'm here and you're here with me so it's all good. Besides, you should have some fun before yougetattackedbymonstersandgetallbitupandstuckandcutbymobsofcreaturesthatscaleupbecauseofyourmuchhighercombatstats."

"What? Never mind that, Alex. Just be a slab of man-meat for the disproportionately female beach population to ogle."
No. 133614 ID: 6f7a5a
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Sister Tawny Lanix :"HEAR YE, HEAR YE! the crown has posted four new bounties on monsters terrorizing the beach, come all ye adventures seeking wealth and inquire within!

bone bleaching and sun cleansing ceremonies are still available for standard tribute.

praise be to Palitum and all maintain your purity."
No. 133615 ID: ca2950
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"Then I should get within ogling distance of some of them. Maybe that horde of smooth ones with the big boobs would be a good place to start."

Keimi balls up her fists and begins to protest.

"You're not seriously going to ditch me to chase some jiggly aliens, are you?"

Alex pats Keimi on the head reassuringly.

"It's a man's dream, Kei. Maybe you'll understand when you're older."

"Don't patronize me, you dingus! I'm four months older than you! But you can't leave me alone. The last time I came to one of these things, some tiny aliens stole my clothes and an old guy started hitting on me."

"Wow. You're worried about me, but it sounds like you're the one running off to have all the real fun."

"Ugh! Why do I even hang around with you?" Keimi huffs, stomping her foot.
No. 133616 ID: 11f77a
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Key: Why do you boobs have to have a nude beach separated from everything else?

Key: Whatever, I'm gonna see what that tallnecky is warbling about. Some bounties to slay.

Veisar: Come on, Key. Stop thinking of work and relax and have fun! No need to... eh... kill things!

Veisar: I'm gonna try to join a sand sculpture contest! Wanna team up?

Key: Hrmmph... no.
No. 133617 ID: 894f15
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A towering warrior casts a shadow over the boardwalk, a small, holidaying figure sitting on her shoulder.
The larger one laughs.
"Ha ha ha! All of these strange prizes shall be mine! Those chumps running the games stalls always underestimate me!"

"Because you have no social tact and a demeanor that makes you seem more like a dumb animal than a person?"

"Naw. It's because I don't have any eyes! Ha ha ha!"

The smaller one nibbles on the end of an icy treat, staring out towards the flaming ball of radiation and death in the sky behind the safety of her polarised tri-lenses. The image of her crossing a desert on foot with information that could save a nation runs through her head, before being pushed aside by the sight of another whimsical carnival game.

Yes, ring toss. An activity reminiscent of throwing knives or a grenade, yet with curious parameters that add a layer of appealing arbitrary difficulty. An appropriate challenge, an appropriate conquest to add to their path of carnival carnage!

"Astrolysis. I request that we annihilate the ring toss challenge next."

"Sure, sure, Lil' Nickel! But after that, I'm going over to where that new DJ's playing. The vibrations of good music make me want to fight all the harder!"

"That is acceptable."

And so, the destructive duo continue to carve a path of scorched earth and crying carnival-owners in their wake. When will these two be stopped?
No. 133619 ID: ca2950
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Rynh: "This better not be some metaphorical crap, like the monsters being Greed, Lust, Anger and people having too much fun instead of sticking a potato sack on their heads and worshiping some all-powerful dickhead that never even noticed they were born, let alone what they did after that point, because he was too busy watching the migration patterns of birds for the last four hundred years?
'Cuz I will be totally pissed if that is the case. So, let's go with the details, Stretch. I'm here to make a ruckus and set things on fire, not listen to a bunch of sanctimonious bullshit."
No. 133621 ID: b5fb67
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Four girls frolic and play in the surf, cooling off in the hot sun.
No. 133626 ID: 2bd15b
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Delilah: This DJ is really giving her best
out there, it really makes me what to move my body. Too bad that I am not a good dancer.

Delilah: Fortunately enough that I know somebody who can dance really good instead of me!

Delilah: Clara I know how shy you are all the time and how you prefer to stay in the shadows and not go anywhere.

Delilah: But I just know that you will be able to blow everyone's minds with your incredible dance moves!

Clara: ...........

Clara: ...........

No. 133628 ID: 6f7a5a
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Sister Tawny "disrespect for the gods? snarky attitude and Scruffy hair? you must be an adventurer! Yes, yes yes! you're exactly what we're looking for! "
No. 133629 ID: 6f7a5a
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Sister Tawny: "First bounty is for a giant by the name of Herocea, I know the reward is high but it's important you bring us the right head, though we will accept other giant heads for fifty gold each."
No. 133630 ID: 6f7a5a
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Sister Tawny: "the second is for a disgusting kraken it's tentacles crimes are well known and it's menace ever present. You may wish to rent a boat"
No. 133631 ID: 6f7a5a
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Sister Tawny: "The third a dragon by the name of Leimahtaa, your standard overgrown scaled fire breather. if you bring back hide samples we can have Armour made as well!"
No. 133632 ID: 6f7a5a
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Sister Tawny: "Now the forth bounty I should warn you is no easy task, Horrible Howie is rumored to be the most disgusting revolting being alive and the noblest heroes are known to vomit at the mere sight of him. to hear his voice is to listen to the screech of the most obnoxious of pestbirds, and his smell shrivels pumpkins in a ten mile radius. I understand that no reward will ever truly be enough but we offer what we can, and hope that the knowledge of the good you've done for this land will make it worth your while."
No. 133633 ID: 11f77a
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Key: Yo! I thought the Kraken was already taken care of. Unless it's the Son of More Kraken kinda shit.

Key: siiipy-sipsipsip-slup-slurk

Key: Whatever, sis. I'll take Horrible Howie for 17,000. I've done worse for cheaper.

Key: Do I get paid after screwing him or half now/half later kind of deal?

Key: I gotta have some compensation if I might not even come back alive...

Key: sluuuuurk-slup-slup-sippysip
No. 133634 ID: ca2950
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Rynh: "Wait... Mom? Well, that one is for sure not worth the price and who the hell is this guy with the bounty over twice Leimahtaa's? Is it a joke or is he some kind of fucking demigod?"

"I'mma go punch the other things."
No. 133635 ID: 12b116
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"Hey, anybody wanna play volleyball?" Kelepee asks.

"I still haven't gotten used to your summer coat," Caorian says.
No. 133636 ID: c8edab

Rynh forgot to button her shorts. I'm ok with this development.

It's perfectly normal and not lewd to play volleyball.
No. 133637 ID: d63ea8
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Etzil: “I’d like to rent out a pair of those water guns.”

Etzil: “Er- though, would you be willing to take payment in lost jewelry and golden doubloons?”
No. 133641 ID: ca2950
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Rynh begins seeking out various giant monsters to punch, but almost immediately collapses in the sun like a lazy cat majestic dragon.
No. 133642 ID: 525e7e

Then the tide comes in soaking her and ruining her sun bathing spot
No. 133643 ID: 2bd15b
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Spirit Contaminator: Hello, you seem like a new person here. I must admit I never saw anything like you before, what brings you here in the first place?

Spirit Contaminator: As for all the flotation devices that I am wearing, I don't use them because I can't swim it's just that I prefer to float instead of swimming.

No. 133646 ID: 3994a2
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POLONIUS: "Whose idea was it to adjourn to this bilge-soaked shoreline?!"

TITANIA: "Not every outing needeth be to places of austere contemplation, Polonius. The body hath needs, just as the mind; it is just that we should on occasion escape to someplace more populated and... festive."

JASWINDER: "i concur! besides, this beachfront offers as much for the eyes as it does for the body, mwehehe~"

POLONIUS: "The only thing I want to escape is this interminable heat!"
No. 133647 ID: 3994a2
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POLONIUS: "TITANIA! What in the blazes are you doing? This is indecent!"

JASWINDER: "oh my~"

TITANIA: "Colleagues, we are adjourned, far from our Esteemed Court; there hath no need to retain our robes in this place. Look around you; I am merely clad in the garb of the simple folk that surround us."

POLONIUS: "Are you implying that you would call yourself one of them and engage in their... their rituals?!"

TITANIA: "One should feel no shame in mingling with the common folk, Polonius."
No. 133648 ID: 3994a2
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POLONIUS: "Pah! I won't participate in such debauchery!"

Polonius storms off down the boardwalk.

JASWINDER: "it seems our dear polonius has returned to his only source of satisfaction: indignant rage~"

TITANIA: "Indeed. Now, shall we entreat the locals for their favour in these pagan rites?"

JASWINDER: "aye! those two by that long net look enticing..."
No. 133652 ID: 3994a2
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TITANIA: "Greetings and well met, citizens! We hath descended from the Court on High to accept thy challenge and meet thee in thy field of ritual combat!"

JASWINDER: "mwehehe, oh my, 6 of them... all exposed to the sun for any passer-by to see~"

TITANIA: "My cohort and I shall vie to defeat thee in this... volleyball thou mentioned. What sayest thou -- shalt thou contest with us?"
No. 133654 ID: e51896
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:bd_2020_arthurius: *whispers*Yes! Yes! YES! I found and managed to pin down the dragon Leimahtaa that everyone was talking about! and all it took was quietly burying it in sand in its sleep! I'll definitely be able to reach our budget's quota for this month with the amount of gold I'll score, and then some! Maybe Mags and I can take a vacation at a beach with the extra gold as well!]

obviously, poor Arthurius has not looked at the wanted posters, and only heard of the bounty for the dragon Leimahtaa from word of mouth, and thus buried the wrong dragon Rynh thinking it was Leimahtaa.
No. 133656 ID: ca2950
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Rynh: "Somebody's awful child is going into the ocean now..."
No. 133657 ID: 11f77a
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Cybil: Another shot, please. My suit keeps filtering most of the alcohol. So I’ll be here a while…

Cybil: It’s hard sometimes… -hrrk- being me.

Cybil: To never truly… be at the beach, ya know?

Cybil: And last year I’ve never felt so… vulnerable. Pushed around like a beach ball. What an embarrassing time.

Cybil: The Federal Beach Investigators shut down our unit. I failed everyone…

Cybil: Now I’m back down to being a regular ol’ lifeguard.

Suit-o-tron 3.0: NOW FILTERING . . . 4. MINUTES. LEFT.

Cybil: You wouldn’t happen to have a mechanical straw behind the counter, would you?
No. 133658 ID: 8da404

Ever tried scuba diving? Is your suit waterproof? I imagine that having some addons for water filtration or a regulator connected to a air tank should do the trick. It's a nice experience!
No. 133659 ID: 151a85

Arthurius might need the scuba gear more soon, lol
No. 133660 ID: d63ea8
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Etzil: “It’s good to meet you. I’d usually not show up to a place like this but…”

Etzil: “I thought I should be more social.”

Etzil: “I generally swim much further out into the ocean, but this beach is pretty nice.”

Etzil: “It’s mainly-”
No. 133661 ID: d63ea8
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No. 133662 ID: d63ea8
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Etzil: “... the light I need to be careful around.
No. 133664 ID: e51896
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:bd_2020_arthurius: :”YOW-OW_OW_OW_OW_OW!! My snoot!”
“What do you mean by ‘child’??? I am a graduate from CumulusBound College with a major in nightmare bounty hunting with years of training, so I can certainly assure you that I am no child! Unhand me this second and surrender peacefully, criminal scoundrel, or watch a professional…”

As Arthurius flails his arms wildly in an embarrassing manner in a failing attempt to escape, the struggle causes a crumpled up wanted poster Rynh was carrying to fall out of her shirt. After seeing the picture of the actual dragon he was supposed to be hunting on the crumpled wanted poster stare back at him and blanketing the sandy floor, his confidence also crumbles from the embarrassment of the realization that he’s been trying to capture the wrong person. He had royally fucked up.

:bd_2020_arthurius: : “Oh… OH! You’re not… oh… oh jeez… smooth move, Arthurius!”
No. 133665 ID: e51896
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:bd_2020_arthurius: : “Please forgive this foolish dreamcier, don’t throw me in the ocean, I did not get a chance to look at some of the wanted posters, so I mistook you for a criminal to hunt after hearing word from the boardwalk. But seeing as you were carrying wanted posters, it looks like you too were looking to capture a bounty too, yes?”
“So as an apology, how about a deal? If you let me go, I can join your party and assist you in capturing any bounty of your choice! I even already have a plan of action in mind to help us capture whatever criminal you desire.”
“And afterwards we can even split the gold 50-50!”

“Ok, 60-40 with you getting 60?”


“Okay, okay! You’ll get 100% of the gold! I’m more interested in protecting the dreamers of beach day than receiving the gold anyway, just please don’t throw me into the ocean, okay?”

No. 133666 ID: 2bd15b
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Spirit Contaminator: Yeah I completely understand your condition. You know they're a lot of newcomers this year on the beach. Last time there was a giant octopus that every one united to defeat. I wonder what crazy thing will happen this year.

Spirit Contaminator: It is such a beautiful day today, it really is a pity that you are not able to spend it playing volleyball. That whole vampire allergic reaction to the sun really sucks, but at least you managed to see your face.

Spirit Contamination: During my whole existence I had something constantly obscuring my face. I was never able to see how I looked. Once I got this thing on and it started to deform with my head I gave up ever even trying to find out.

Spirit Contamination: But enough of dull stuff we all came here to relax and have fun.

Spirit Contamination: My project name was Spirit Contamination but you can call me SC for short and it is a pleasure to meet you.

No. 133667 ID: e51896

Gnoll made this poll. Choose Arthurius' fate.
No. 133669 ID: ca2950
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Keimi: "Check out this shirt I got on the boardwalk. I don't know what the markings mean, but it perfectly compliments my natural curves."

Alex: "Those are really nice... shirt."
No. 133670 ID: ca2950
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Alex: "Too bad it's a nice shirt full of lies!"

Keimi: "Kyaa~! Let go of me, you dink! Don't squeeze them! This is sexual harassment! Nooooooooo!"

No. 133672 ID: d63ea8
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Etzil: “My name is Eztil, great to make your acquaintance SC.”

Etzil: “And it’s less of a ‘vampire issue’ and more of a ‘being seen’ issue.”

Etzil: “There’s a… lot of people here. But I think this is going to make for a good afternoon.”
No. 133673 ID: d63ea8
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Etzil: “I want to see what those water guns can do and maybe watch the-”




Etzil: “waves?”
No. 133674 ID: d63ea8
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Etzil: “Uuuuuuuuuh.”
No. 133675 ID: 894f15
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Argine taps on the top of the stand, calling towards the distracted shadow.
"Oi, eyes over here, customer! These things are strong stuff, and I don't want you coming back and asking for a refund just because you weren't listening."
She pauses, squinting at the supernaturally thick darkness under the umbrella.
"I didn't realise people out here had such an intense shadow. You sure you got the chops to wield these? Doesn't seem like a good weapon would do much for someone who's hiding under an umbrella all the time. Still, a customer's a customer. Got the payment?"
A couple of coins rattle onto the stand, with no sign of having been placed there by any limbs.
In exchange, a pair of water pistols are placed out on the table for the paying customer after Argine pushes some boxes to the side.
"Right, so these things take most forms of liquid, including oil, tea and gasoline, but my technical advisor says it works best with water."

She turns to the individual in the floatie, picking up and twirling one of the guns.
"Before you go, you gonna rent one of these, or-"
No. 133676 ID: 894f15
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No. 133677 ID: 894f15
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No. 133678 ID: 894f15
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"...Like I was saying, are you gonna rent one of these too? Window shopping may be fun, but it's a totally different story having one of these in your hands. It ain't everyday you have an opportunity to get something from a master weapons engineer!"

"Aaah! Argine, don't say that! These are meant to be fun recreational toys, not weapons! It doesn't do any kind of damage to people...
Though I am a master, thank you very much."

Argine leaves the gun beside the first, drumming her fingers on the stand.
No. 133679 ID: b5fb67


That's Metal Gear RAY's water cutter!
No. 133680 ID: 193fb8
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Rat: "N-no one wanted to share with me..."

Nalu: "Woah! Finished that whole thing?! That's the spirit! Just chill out, sis! I just gotta deliver these drinks to the party-goers, then I think my shift is done!"

Rat: "ohno"

The otter pads her way across the tiki bar towards the new patron. Setting a violently blue glass with a very bendy straw

Nalu: "Hereyago! The Bluest Hawaii! Triple shots! Extra strong just like you asked!"

She looks up to get a good look at Cybil

Nalu: "Woah, a diver? Thats sweet! I bet you can go really deep in a suit like that!"

Without really waiting for much of a response, she flick her tail and walks out the door.
No. 133683 ID: 193fb8
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"Who ordered the scorpion bowl!! How about the Piña Colada!"

On her way to deliver drinks to passers-by, she does a double take. Almost magnetically attracted to just about the only hunky male on the beach. Suddenly, the otter seems to interrupt a squabble.

Nalu: "Well hello~ Did either of you order the sex-on-the-beach?"

She sways her hips a bit, unusually mindful about her serving tray.

Nalu: "Who's your big friend friend there?" She winks up at the bigger of the two
Nalu: "Does he like short girls?~" She giggles as she makes a poorly disguised attempt to whisper to a distraught Keimi

Nalu: "Hey there Kahuna, a couple of us are gonna get together under the boardwalk soon. Wanna tag along? All ya gotta do is bring your grass clippers"
No. 133684 ID: 2bd15b

No. 133685 ID: 7f716e
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"...Please, I think you've had enough...

No. 133691 ID: 6f7a5a
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Sister Tawny: "The Kraken is dead? well that's wonderful, if you know who slew it I'd be glad to accept proof from them.

Oh my Horrible Howie? don't you think he's a little out of your league? you have so little hair and such flimsy brown rags? I'm afraid your family won't get anything if you throw your life away if that's what you had in mind. I know money can be very tight for people of your meager means but I'm sure your family loves you and wouldn't want you sacrificing is for their sake, but if you're desperate for a warm meal and willing to get your hands dirty I know a few work house that should take you in perhaps even your whole family if they need shelter too."
No. 133694 ID: d63ea8
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Drawer: “Oh! That Piña Colada is mine.”

Drawer: “Would you be a dear and bring it over to me?”
No. 133695 ID: ca2950
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Keimi: "If you want to feel them, you might as well feel both of them. Here, I'll help you feel as much as possible, right in the face!"

Keimi lobs the remaining water balloon at Alex, who slightly shifts to the side, causing it to sail off past his head.

Alex: "I'm feeling a nice breeze from you whiffing so hard, if that's what you mean."
No. 133696 ID: 55b47c
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Serah: "I'm still not sure I should be taking a day off adventuring..."

Serah's Fairy: "And I'm still sure you need to unwind. Get a tan! Get a drink! Hit a volleyball! Hit a bar! Anything that get you out of those stuffy robes. And take off that stupid skirt, we're finally here! Come on, come on!"

Serah: "No! This stays on! I shouldn't have let you pick my beachwear. What was I thinking?!"

Serah's Fairy: "Pfft! You were distracted by some dusty old book, I could have gotten you to agree to anything. If I wanted my adventurer to slut it up, girl, you'd know. Now who wants to see if they have a margarita big enough for me to soak in? I do! I do!"
No. 133698 ID: 6f7a5a
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Dolan:"Can these devices handle more . . . 'potent' liquids? or only water? my woman is a skilled alchemist and these rifles could prove crucial to the . . . 'fun' me and my pals intend to have "
No. 133700 ID: e51896
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:bd_2020_arthurius: : *spsh* Oof! *spsh* Yow! *spsh* Ouch! *spsh* *gargle* *spsh* Ugh! *spsh* Sorry, shark! *spsh* *sneezes* *spsh* Please… *spsh* Morpheus… *spsh* Make… *spsh* This… *spsh* Stop! *spsh* Oh no! *spsh* INCOMING!
No. 133701 ID: e51896
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Amongst the cacophony of the waves, a bogey approaches, even in this torrential flow. Mnemosyne narrows her eyes, ready for the opponent in front of her.

The slightest shifting of stances...
Without losing her balance, the soldier strikes out, a trained strike repurposed for the swatting of birds and aquatic lifeforms. The offending assailant soars off into the distance, his momentum redirected skywards.

And yet, the waves carry on, bringing the soldier onwards still. Internally, she adjusts her guard. Who knew that even out here in the deep blue, that there could be strange encounters such as these?

:bd_2020_arthurius: :SSSSSSSSOOOOOOOORRRrrrrrryyyyyyyyy

(Thanks to CrossTheLine for providing narration)
No. 133702 ID: 2bd15b
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Dervan: I was observing others who were also interested in the bounty hunting business and plainly I am disappointed in a lack of enthusiasm for bloodshed. So I am going to give it a good old fashion college try and see what happens out of it. But before I start there is one thing that I need to know first. In the pursuit of the target is it allowed to use modern technology, weaponry, tactics, like carpet bombing, biological warfare, an anti-tank rifle with armor-piercing rounds, and other similar stuff. Or does the usage of those things is considered as a bad sport or dishonoring the sanctity or the bounty hunting? I just want to know what is allowed to be used or if there are any codes of conduct.

No. 133703 ID: b5fb67
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Sarah: "Beach volleyball! Finally! I didn't have to set up nets or anything this year!"

Anita: "We can totally take them on. It will be like taking a piece of cake from a baby!"

Sarah: "...that's not how that goes, but I'm too enthusiastic to care that much!"

Meanwhile stuff is happening behind them, but nobody cares about that.
No. 133704 ID: 11f77a
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Key: You got a whole lot of neck to be talking to me like that, you blue-tongued stack of fur.

Key: Nothing is out of my league! I’ve slaughtered giants bigger than dire basksharks during mating season. I spent days in a cramped vendor to strike my target at his favorite hotdog stand.

Key: You look like you’re allergic to parties.

Key: Just swing your head in the damn direction of where this scum is hiding its ugly face and shut your pretentious checkerboard mouth. Or you’ll see why I should’ve been the one with the ‘Horrible’ title.
No. 133705 ID: 3994a2
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Polonius trudges up to the bar and slams down a strange piece of currency.

POLONIUS: "Bartender! A bottle of whatever swill passes for liquor in this backwater hellhole!"

POLONIUS: "...Yes, the whole bottle. I intend to efface from my mind any memory of this wretched sandpit."
No. 133707 ID: 3994a2
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Polonius takes a swig and shudders visibly.

POLONIUS: "Ugh. I regret calling it swill... this is much worse."

He glances at Cybil.

POLONIUS: "Hmph. Well, I'm glad to finally see someone around here has enough forebrain capacity to resist getting half-naked and gyrating like a bonobo in heat... which is more than can be said of my esteemed confreres."
No. 133708 ID: 3994a2
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HOWIE: Think I finally lost 'em. Can't believe this shit. How was I supposed t' know that guy was connected?

HOWIE: Now I just gotta get someone to cut this fuckin' zip tie off. Lookit this perv here havin' a looky-loo, he'll do. Bet he won't squeal on me if I don't squeal on him.
No. 133709 ID: 3994a2
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HOWIE: "Psst."

HOWIE: "H-hey."

HOWIE: "Hey, buddy. Little help?"
No. 133711 ID: 11f77a
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Thadeus: Oh! Uh. Nice birds we’re having! Really a lot of birds today, yesiree.

Thadeus: Glad I took a… class in… birdwatching~~.

Thadeus: So, uh, find your own spot! This one’s taken.

Howie: Pipe down, skinnylegs. I promise not to tell--

Howie: That is, if you can help me out of this conundrum here…

Thadeus: Hey wait a second. I see where you’re running from, creep!

Thadeus squints and starts to connect some dots of this mysterious Gard-midget with his wrists bond by zip-ties. On the run. Shifty-eyed.

Thadeus: Well I’ve admittedly been there, too. Some women have very weird fetishes.

Thadeus: The one you’re running from probably took it too far, huh? That's why God invented safewords. Let me just find some clippers.

Thadeus: I can purchase a set on the boardwalk. Stick close to me. Wouldn’t want your date to spot ya.
No. 133715 ID: d63ea8
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Keimi: “-ight in the face!”

Drawer: “Hmm?”
No. 133716 ID: d63ea8
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Drawer: “What th-?”
No. 133717 ID: d63ea8
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No. 133718 ID: d63ea8
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Drawer: “Childrennnn.”

Drawer: “I despise children.”
No. 133731 ID: 55b47c
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Serah drops her fairy off at the bar, hoping she'll cause less trouble from the bottom of a margarita than in the middle of a volleyball game.

SERAH: “Excuse me, bartender? Please provide whatever libations are needed to keep this one here. Also, do not worry about alchol poisoning. I am fairly certain that fae metabolism processes alcohol in a manner similar to oxygen.”

FAIRY: What's oxygen?

SERAH: Something we need to survive.

FAIRY: Yeah, that sounds right.

SERAH: I'm going to go watch the game. Don't make any enemies, please.

FAIRY: Me? Never.

The margarita arrives, and Serah's fairy lets out a tiny squeal of delight, jumping straight into the glass and laying her wings on the salty rim.

FAIRY: This is the best day ever. Too bad you two are too big to really enjoy it properly.
No. 133733 ID: 6a0704
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The otter dodges a loosely tossed balloon

Nalu: "Ah well, Gotta let the tourists have their fun... All the hunks are always taken anyway!"

"I wonder who that kahuna is toastin' those gnarly swirls over there... I gotta get my board out before I miss the mondo waves!"


Nalu: "Here ya go miss! One Piña Colada"

She sets the drink in the wet drawer. Picking off some bits of water balloon.

Nalu: "Can you believe it? A water fight and they don't invite me!" She giggles. Adjusting her grass.

Nalu: "Well? Aren't you gonna get her back!!"
No. 133736 ID: 11f77a
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Yamelle: Ah, that's better. We've finally set up our parlor and we're open for business~!
No. 133740 ID: 6f7a5a
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Sister Tawny: "well... sir? I'm sure as long as you bring back enough for proof it should be alright...)

Sister Tawny: "very well if you insist, I was simply trying to look out for your safety. Horrible Howie was last seen at the old shipping contain at the far beach, even if he isn't still there, you might at least find something decent to wear . . ."
No. 133742 ID: 2bd15b
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Dervan: I am glad to hear that. I will bring you the head on a plate without even moving from this spot.

Dervan: Let me show you just what technology is capable of doing.

Dervan: I won't just deliver the proof, I will also show you how I will accomplish that with my devil drone.

Dervan: Hey Bob I have an assignment for you, I already send you a picture of the target that needs to be decapitated. No blood just a nice clean slice, I am aiming to impress no intimidate. It is specifically pointed out that you cut off the right head of this giant.

Bob: I will be done, But where is the last known location of the target.

Dervan: To help in speeding up the process of tracking the target, where was the last know location of this giant?

No. 133743 ID: ca2950
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Leimahtaa: "A childish scrawling, an immature insult and a pittance of a reward. Whoever is distributing these scraps obviously has some pitiful, little grudge gnawing at them, but I can't for the life of me think of who it could be.
All the context clues are pointing to some impoverished nobody.

However, it might be an amusing diversion to watch the insects scurry around in the dirt at my feet."
No. 133744 ID: 11f77a
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No. 133745 ID: 11f77a
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No. 133746 ID: 11f77a
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Driga: Ah~ It's about time we arrived to the testing course, Njar.

Driga: With the Beach Police dismantled there are so many new subjects to try out my devices straight from Huron's labs!

Njar: Yeah. I finally won't have to play victim to your experiments for once.

Driga: Send the word out, then! Driga's Armaments is officially open!

Driga has 12 weapons that needs gratuitous testing. Request one today!
No. 133747 ID: d63ea8
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Drawer: “Get her back?”


Drawer: “Yes, I think I shall.”

Drawer: “But you might want to take a step back.”
No. 133748 ID: d63ea8
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Drawer: “First few rows are a splash zone.
No. 133760 ID: e51896
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*deep breath*

No. 133761 ID: e51896
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:bd_2020_arthurius:: OOOF!
No. 133762 ID: e51896
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No. 133763 ID: e51896
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The landing of the long fall caused Arthurius to end up inside a box and has been welcomed by the blanketed embrace of a pile of clothing and costumes littered within the box, unfolded and neglected yet warm and comforting. And while the clothing had broken his fall, it is yet to be seen if the fall had broken Arthurius’ spirit as he has been knocked out, not allowing him to realize that against all but cartoon logic, he has fallen stuck inside a old costume of a green prehistoric t-rex, and a patched old hat which has flown and fallen right on top of the bald head of the dinosaur after the impact of the fall.
No. 133803 ID: 6f7a5a
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Sister Tawney: "the giant was last seen near the southern jungle, but hasn't been seen since, she couldn't be too hard to find there are not a lot of places a giant could hide around here."
No. 133815 ID: 2bd15b
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Dervan: Did you hear what the quest giver said about the location of the target?

Bob: Yes I did sir and I am already scanning that area. Uhh, the giant seems to be hiding among other similar looking statues.

Dervan: I doubt it is hiding, maybe that is just the place where it is feeling most relaxed. Anyway, it doesn't matter, simply shoot the second statue on the right and bring the head to our location.

Bob: Understood sir!

No. 133816 ID: 2bd15b
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Dervan: Ugh! It is impossible to see anything when the shock waves of the blast hit the location with a lot of sand is surrounding it in the first place. Well to be honest there is not much to see after that, so let me explain what your eyes can't see.

Dervan: I order my worker to shoot a short-range teleporting beam from his orbital satellite in order to only teleport the head of the target and in that way decapitating her. It is quick, painless, bloodless, and efficient.

Dervan: And if you would loo in this direction...

Dervan: You will see that the teleportation process is already being.

No. 133817 ID: 2bd15b
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Dervan: .......What!

Dervan: Bob are you aware that you just teleported a stone head to our location and not the head of the giant...Yes, I am sure that you made a mistake, I know what I am seeing with my eyes!.... I said to shoot the second target on the right what part of that you didn't understand?.... What do you mean, you thought it was on your right!.... Ok just then simply shoot the statue on your left you, idiot!

Dervan: What do you mean you can't!.... What it has to charge for 12 hovers, why doesn't it has to take that long!.... I don't care about your excuses!... Why didn't you take off the helmet if it did hinder your aiming!... If I even go to that satellite station I will push you out of the airlock door and leave you to float in the space until you suffocate!

Dervan: Unbelievable!

Dervan: I don't know what to say this is completely unprofessional on my side of things. Apparently, the person who is operating my satellite station doesn't know the difference between the left and right. I have nobody else to blame than myself to this incompetence.

Dervan: I need a drink, I apologize for not being able to fulfill this contract. This was nothing but a huge blunder on my record and I wish to forget for this ever happening in the first place.

No. 133819 ID: 11f77a
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Following the lead given by the giraffe town-crier, the Sajjas assassin storms past her in search of the dreadful and horrible Howie. Shuffling through the sand the blue stalker comes upon the lost container of novelty Halloween costumes washed ashore. She can feel the weather change drastically, and the sky greys up with rolling thunder in the distance. An ominous breeze waves the container’s steel door with a screech of rusty hinges. Yet the atmosphere doesn’t stir our cutthroat beachgoer one bit.

Key: That thoughts-and-prayers choirgirl thinks she’s so hot, telling me to play dress up. Hrff! Whatever. Let’s see what I can pick up here.

No footprints, many disappeared from the rustling of wind a year ago. She hunches down over scattered clothes and begins her investigation on the illusive reptilian bastard. She sniffs around, searching for a hint of that repugnant smell of bogwater and scales.

She lifts a santa hat and can detect a feint odor of both a noxious element and a royal fragrance of cinnamon and coals. The clash of opposite ends in the aroma spectrum makes her snort and curl her whiskers like dying vines.

Key: Phugh! That’s never gonna go away. This is an old scent, unfortunately. But it’s something at least. Howie could be anywhere in the world by now. But I’ll stalk him to the ends of the arm of this spiral galaxy!
No. 133820 ID: 11f77a
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:bd_2020_arthurius: Ugh… what a landing.

:bd_2020_arthurius: I should’ve just stayed at the DJ booth when I had the chance.
No. 133822 ID: 2bd15b

picture taken moments before disaster
No. 133825 ID: 19da02
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Kelepee grins, smirking at the dude that's looking at her. "Only the top ones are lewd. Everybody knows that," she says.

Caorian just shakes her head as she walks to the far side of the net. "We'd be happy to vollyball with y'all," she says. "The rules are pretty simple. You have to hit the ball over the net, and the other team tries to hit it back to you over the net. If the ball touches the ground inside the marked area on your opponent's side of the net, you score a point, but if it hits the net or the ground outside of the marked area, the other team gets a point. And you can't catch the ball or hold it or anything. You gotta smack it back and forth."

"And if you score a point, somebody on the other team has to take off a piece of clothes." Kelepee adds.

"I don't thin-"

"Nope, says it right there in the rules." Kelepee licks her lips.
No. 133843 ID: ca2950
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Keimi hurls a distracting cloud of sand into the air at Drawer.

Keimi: "Screw this! Book it!"
Alex: "What is even happening?"
Keimi: "Just run!"

Keimi and Alex have fled.
No. 133884 ID: 4bd3e7
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"Diagram, you explain to the customer, I'm getting a call."

"O-oh! Alright, sure thing."

Diagram turns to the rabbit fellow, thinking about his question.
"You're so thoughtful, getting something nice for your girlfriend! I'm not sure what she'd want to put in these, though! Water works best in these guns. They're meant to be fun toys, right? I guess you could use other substances if you wanted, but the results get unpredictable otherwise. I remember that time someone snuck in some imported honey from one of the nearby worlds, and things got a little explosive, pardon the metaphor."

The scent still lingers in her memories. The entire room, smelling like freshly-baked honey biscuits. It took the facility *weeks* to get it scrubbed off the testing chamber walls, though some clones complained, stating that they preferred the smell.

What do you MEAN, someone else is selling guns? That's our niche! I'm gonna do something about it!

*stomp stomp stomp stomp*

"Diagram, I'm gonna hop out for a moment. There's some... recon I need to conduct."
Before the blue girl can say anything, her sales partner disappears out the back, the door slamming behind her.

"...Apologies for that, sir. I understand if you're not interested any more, but I can guarantee that there are many other high-quality products in our catalog! Perhaps you'd be interested in some hyper-tensile water balloons instead? They're fillable with anything you want, and burst open on impact better than 98% of similar balloons on the market! I'd really rather not be held accountable for any damages you cause, though..."
No. 133885 ID: 4bd3e7
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Meanwhile, in a back alley...
A certain rebel goes to investigate a shady van, armed with a "clever" deception.
She thinks to herself, "Man, these guys are total ripoffs. Can't they come up with anything more original? Pssh."

"Hello, I'm here to buy one of those... fine weapons you have there. Do you have anything particularly small, unassuming, yet powerful? Do you take MREs as payment?"

She pauses, watching the dealer duo through her paper-thin disguise.
The stand-off continues, and the rebel gets flustered. She jabs a finger towards the truck accusationally.
"Aren't you going to give me one of the guns? MREs are totally valid currency where I come from!"
No. 133886 ID: 6f7a5a
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Aebin Nethar:"Unlike this Trash haggler I have coin to spend, but I won't pay much if you can't prove the quality of these weapons"
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No. 133889 ID: e51896
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:bd_2020_arthurius: : *Thinking* (ACK! IS SHE N-N-NAKED???)

Arthurius Howie immediately averts his eyes away from stares lustfully at the state of undress Key is in.

:bd_2020_arthurius: :*Thinking* (I get it… She’s having one of those nightmares… the one where the dreamer is underdressed in public… she’s all curled up in a ball trying to hide her exposure… the poor woman… but as a Dreamcier, it is my duty to save this dreamer from awakening from her nightmare… I’ll need to act swiftly to get out of this disconcerting mess quickly.)

Arthurius Howie is sweating over the awkwardness of seeing is drooling over the view of Key’s bare backside.
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:bd_2020_arthurius: :”TAKE THIS!”

Arthurius Howie throws some clothing he found in the trailer to throws a diversion to blanket Key so she can get dressed so he can make an escape
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Arthurius Howie proceeds to wait in the trailer so Key can have privacy make his retreat into the trailer quickly slamming the door on his way in
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The time of monsters is return and a floating fortress arrives on the horizon
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. . . bearing the wielder of the kraken.
a champion who welcomes all challengers
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Driga: Ah, I'll be taking payment in the form of credits. Hmm, you're not a returning customer, are you?

Njar: Oh, hey Argine...

Njar: She cool, Dreeg. Give her somethin'.

Driga: Well~ I've been experimenting with a new, uh--cleaning solution meant for removing tough irradiated stains from satellites bleached from the sun.

Driga: Perhaps you can test it on someone who spilled some barbeque sauce on their pants.

Driga: I'll be right with you, strange Chupian. You ask for quality? I'll try to scrounge up a good one in a moment.
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Driga: Ah, I knew I'd find it eventually!

Driga: Here you go, sir. I've been trying to make it a get-away solution when in a hot spot but it won't pick up anything heaver than a person.

Driga: For now--do what you can! Let me know what you discover.
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Ulric:"Lab grown tissue? you call this slop meat, My father is a butcher and he'd throw you out of town for such a claim! You mush brained lop-ears could never know the value of a fresh kill, to feast on the death of another. I spit at your stall and all your garden wrecking kind."
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*Anime music intensifies.*
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Drawer: Did you just...
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((Author's Note:))
((The Drawer will not be as easy to defeat in AGoW.))
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Rynh: "I'm just going to walk around in a boy's swimsuit and hope nobody notices I'm a girl or even worse, tries to copy me so that there's a bunch of topless girls running around. That would be the worst."
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Oh hey look at that regular adolescent boy over there.
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Nethar:"a ballon gun, this is the best you have? bah, it'll have to do."

* * *

Nethar:"Lady Kensington, you'd best come with me unless you want your flimsy swimsuit floating up to the stars."
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"Aah!" Serah jumps backward. "W-what do you want? Money? Please don't touch my swimsuit!"
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The hunt resumes.

The assassin stalks her prey in the dark of the cold, steel container. Pillars of boxes tower over the hapless individual garmented in the wrong costume at the wrong time.
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:bd_2020_arthurius: : huff hrrf What’s this girl’s deal?

:bd_2020_arthurius: : That does it… forget the bounties. Next time I get an invitation to this beach, I’m giving it to Mags!
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Key: There you are, you disgusting swamp filth!

Key: I’m taking your head; and let the gulls pick at your bloated corpse left behind! And your bones will be used to pick the beak of the More Kraken!

:bd_2020_arthurius: : Aaaaaaah!!

Key: Ye be still and I will grant a swift decapitation!
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The headhunter carries her prize. Horrible Howie, once a monster who desecrated the land with his foul presence alone, had been silenced.

All that's left is to return the evidence to the town-crier and claim the handsome reward--
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Key: You think this is funny, you walking chimney?!

Key: Sending me on a wild chase to bring you some scruff mcgruff mascot head?

Key: There was never any horrible creature--all this was hyped up for your royal amusement.

Key: I demand compensation for wasting my time or I'll have my revenge, tall-neck!
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Meanwhile back in the boxcar, Arthurius sits with his back leaning behind a box. His head peeks out of his shirt which he ducked his head under to avoid getting decapitated. Only the top of his hat got destroyed. He takes a look at the fake vampire blood packet he found in one of the boxes. Some of it got in his mouth, it tastes a little bit like... raspberry jam?

:bd_2020_arthurius: :"That was scary... thank Morpheus I found this..."

he sighs loudly

:bd_2020_arthurius: :"Why is everyone at this beach so INSANE?!? Ugh, forget this place, I'm going home. I'll pick up my team later..."

Arthurius makes his exit off the beach.
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Lanix seems about to react in anger at being hit, but takes a moment to calm herself

Sister Tawny: "There is no need to throw a fit child, I'm sure you must be very frustrated but I did warn you that Horrible Howie was far out of your league


Sister Tawny: "Neither I nor the crown can compensate you for a failed job, I thought I had made that very clear. but how's this for a reward, you a peasant pursued a fiend that should have meant your certain death but escaped with a most precious gift, your own life! truly you are blessed! and on your journey you've found a fine coat and hat to keep you warm in the cold winter months! so in a way you HAVE earned compensation!"

Tawny feels her wet hood

Sister Tawny: "now if there's nothing else, I'll need to clean off this jam before it stains."
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