General J. Debauchery |
Warforged Jack wrote:lynora-Jill wrote:Yes!I ummm...what was I gonna say again?
Oh yeah...
*grabs another shot from the tray of a passing waiter and downs it*
Care to join me for a swim?
Or at least a less public location, she added breathily.
*smack*
She was talking to me!
You idiots! She meant me!
*starts scuffle*
The Dalesman |
Priestess of Discord wrote:Lightweight!El-Lina Solareil wrote:lynora-Jill wrote:Oh, hey, when did we get cabanas? she says walking past the pool.
In here...
*heads inside*
*PoD and El-lina follow*
[fade to black]
PoD and El-lina come out in a huff
She passed out!
"Uh oh. Clean up in Cabana 3 - be right back, ladies."
Devlyn grabs a travois and gets LJ back to one of the 'recovery' rooms in the main building, then returns.Jack Hammer |
Who knows when the party ended. And for a few guests it looks like it hasn't.
Bodies are scattered about the grounds; golems, fleshies, and a few assorted intelligent animals. A cacaphony of snoring comes from the tour bus limo. Inside, Warforged is sleeping soundly with El-lina and PoD snuggling against him.
No one seems to be disturbed by the moise of the construction.
Hungry Jack |
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The Dalesman |
Whenever LJ rouses from her slumber she finds JH sitting back in a beach chair, and a bucket (thankfully empty) next to her head. She is covered by a beach towel. The smell of fresh coffee is refreshing.
EDIT: Ninja'd!
Sorry for the ninja dude - Security mentality means watching out for everybody, neh? :)
The Dalesman |
The place looks like a battlefield (albeit a 'friendly' one) as Devlyn quietly picks his way through the aftermath of the party.
"Well I'm glad somebody here doesn't have to sleep," he chuckles to himself as he carfully cleans up the more hazardous messes scattered about the grounds.
"Now how did they manage to....nevermind. Don't wanna know...." ;P
Jack Hammer |
Jack Hammer wrote:Sorry for the ninja dude - Security mentality means watching out for everybody, neh? :)Whenever LJ rouses from her slumber she finds JH sitting back in a beach chair, and a bucket (thankfully empty) next to her head. She is covered by a beach towel. The smell of fresh coffee is refreshing.
EDIT: Ninja'd!
;) No sweat. Great minds think alike. I opted to stay away from the clubhouse due to the construction. Figured the hammering wouldn't help the hangover. Gotta remember, these fleshies can't handle 3 days of binge drinking.
Ambrosia Slaad |
The place looks like a battlefield (albeit a 'friendly' one) as Devlyn quietly picks his way through the aftermath of the party.
{He stubbles upon a dark figure quietly loading bottles of liquor and uneatten snacks into a large cooler} EEP! {the thief Gates away, taking the cooler and a keg of beer}
The Dalesman |
The Dalesman wrote:The place looks like a battlefield (albeit a 'friendly' one) as Devlyn quietly picks his way through the aftermath of the party.{He stubbles upon a dark figure quietly loading bottles of liquor and uneatten snacks into a large cooler} EEP! {the thief Gates away, taking the cooler and a keg of beer}
A chair lands, embedded in the ground where the figure just was, as Devlyn swears quietly to himself.
"Bloody scavengers. Unreal," he mutters to himself as does a thorough sweep for more of them.
Any other stragglers will not be as lucky as Ambrosia Slaad ;)
General J. Debauchery |
The Dalesman wrote:The place looks like a battlefield (albeit a 'friendly' one) as Devlyn quietly picks his way through the aftermath of the party.{He stubbles upon a dark figure quietly loading bottles of liquor and uneatten snacks into a large cooler} EEP! {the thief Gates away, taking the cooler and a keg of beer}
Just as the thief gates away she is kicked in the rump by General Jack. Jacks have thief radar and cannot be caught flat-footed, steel-booted yes, flat-footed no.
Stupid thief. Stole the liqour bottles we used when the construction crew put the bathroom out of order. We had to pee somewhere.
The Dalesman |
The Dalesman wrote:;) No sweat. Great minds think alike. I opted to stay away from the clubhouse due to the construction. Figured the hammering wouldn't help the hangover. Gotta remember, these fleshies can't handle 3 days of binge drinking.Jack Hammer wrote:Sorry for the ninja dude - Security mentality means watching out for everybody, neh? :)Whenever LJ rouses from her slumber she finds JH sitting back in a beach chair, and a bucket (thankfully empty) next to her head. She is covered by a beach towel. The smell of fresh coffee is refreshing.
EDIT: Ninja'd!
Crap - I didn't realize that the clubhouse was getting the brunt of the renovation. We can just say there were some 'non-party' cabanas on the beach instead.
Salty Jack |
Ambrosia Slaad wrote:The Dalesman wrote:The place looks like a battlefield (albeit a 'friendly' one) as Devlyn quietly picks his way through the aftermath of the party.{He stubbles upon a dark figure quietly loading bottles of liquor and uneatten snacks into a large cooler} EEP! {the thief Gates away, taking the cooler and a keg of beer}A chair lands, embedded in the ground where the figure just was, as Devlyn swears quietly to himself.
"Bloody scavengers. Unreal," he mutters to himself as does a thorough sweep for more of them.
Any other stragglers will not be as lucky as Ambrosia Slaad ;)
Raising his head from a rowboat in the middle of the pool,
"Not even pirates, they are. Of course it does look a bit like we've been chumming the grounds."The Dalesman |
Just as the thief gates away she is kicked in the rump by General Jack. Jacks have thief radar and cannot be caught flat-footed, steel-booted yes, flat-footed no.
Stupid thief. Stole the liqour bottles we used when the construction crew put the bathroom out of order. We had to pee somewhere.
"Nice," Devlyn chuckles. "That should be a fine deterrent to anyone else." :)
Jack Hammer |
Jack Hammer wrote:Crap - I didn't realize that the clubhouse was getting the brunt of the renovation. We can just say there were some 'non-party' cabanas on the beach instead.The Dalesman wrote:;) No sweat. Great minds think alike. I opted to stay away from the clubhouse due to the construction. Figured the hammering wouldn't help the hangover. Gotta remember, these fleshies can't handle 3 days of binge drinking.Jack Hammer wrote:Sorry for the ninja dude - Security mentality means watching out for everybody, neh? :)Whenever LJ rouses from her slumber she finds JH sitting back in a beach chair, and a bucket (thankfully empty) next to her head. She is covered by a beach towel. The smell of fresh coffee is refreshing.
EDIT: Ninja'd!
Copa Cabanas?
R. S. Powerhouse |
The sun glints off of the frame of beams and girders that have been raised off the side of the estate where Panama Jack's rooms are. Most of the underground excavation seems to have been covered over by the constant stream of concrete being poured the day before and through the night. The displaced earth is being moved about the property as part of the new landscaping. Out by the front entrance, stonemasons are supervising the unloading of truck after truck of massive stone.
Salty Jack |
The sun glints off of the frame of beams and girders that have been raised off the side of the estate where Panama Jack's rooms are. Most of the underground excavation seems to have been covered over by the constant stream of concrete being poured the day before and through the night. The displaced earth is being moved about the property as part of the new landscaping. Out by the front entrance, stonemasons are supervising the unloading of truck after truck of massive stone.
Got to hand it to Cousin Panama. He knows how to rock!
The Dalesman |
Any stray people and objects left in the way of the construction crew's work have been diligently (and gently) moved by Devlyn. Once that is done, and all the other little problems have been dealt with, he finally grabs a cup of coffee for himself and stretches out on a lounge chair at the pool.
"Okay - I think I can actually take a coffee break now," he says with a grin.
Alaina, the Fire Flower |
A groan issues from the hot tub area. Alaina arises from the water, starkers, and looks about woozily.
OK, who make off with my bikini? Sunny G gave that to me, and it was a +5 Bikini of Blade Turning ... OWWW!
Looks at Acme at the bar
How's about a Bloody Mary Acme? I need a bit of the hair of the dog what bit me ...owwww
Puffy the Dinner Roll |
A groan issues from the hot tub area. Alaina arises from the water, starkers, and looks about woozily.
OK, who make off with my bikini? Sunny G gave that to me, and it was a +5 Bikini of Blade Turning ... OWWW!
Looks at Acme at the bar
How's about a Bloody Mary Acme? I need a bit of the hair of the dog what bit me ...owwww
"Bikini or not, everything goes great with dinner rolls."
Celestial Hippeh Lawyer |
I thin we kilt LJ
Told you we needed some clerics ;)
{Gates in, leaving faint whiffs of patchouli and self-rightousness}
Make way, make way- {enters cabana, spys prone form of Lynora-Jill} Ah, here she is... {casts Extra-Strength Detox, then adds Liver Regeneration for good meaasure}
Salty Jack |
A groan issues from the hot tub area. Alaina arises from the water, starkers, and looks about woozily.
OK, who make off with my bikini? Sunny G gave that to me, and it was a +5 Bikini of Blade Turning ... OWWW!
Looks at Acme at the bar
How's about a Bloody Mary Acme? I need a bit of the hair of the dog what bit me ...owwww
As beautious as the sun rising over the sea...
Good morning, young lady.
Celestial Hippeh Lawyer |
I thin we kilt LJ
Told you we needed some clerics ;)
{Gates in, leaving faint whiffs of patchouli and self-rightousness}
Make way, make way- {enters cabana, spys prone form of Lynora-Jill} Ah, here she is... {casts Extra-Strength Detox, then adds Liver Regeneration for good meaasure}
Jack Hammer |
Jack Hammer wrote:I thin we kilt LJThe Dalesman wrote:Told you we needed some clerics ;){Gates in, leaving faint whiffs of patchouli and self-rightousness}
Make way, make way- {enters cabana, spys prone form of Lynora-Jill} Ah, here she is... {casts Extra-Strength Detox, then adds Liver Regeneration for good meaasure}
She usually just uses some lipstick thing she carries in her bikini top...oh, that might be a problem.