[OPENish] ~LIFE NEEDS MORE BEACHES & BONFIRES~

[unbreaker]

WHO: Josuke, Kaneki, Hazel, Annie, Hide, Reiner, Usagi, Jolyne, Giorno and possibly Hisoka
WHERE: Cape Canaveral Beach
WHEN: Saturday Night, February 7th
WHAT: BONFIRE! BOOZE! ROASTED MARSHMALLOWS! ...skinny dipping?
WARNINGS: Teenagers. Shenanigans. Probably mentions of nudity. TBA IF THERE'S ANYTHING ELSE!
NOTES: More or less OPEN? I mean, if one of the above characters would have or did invite yours (talk to the muns!) then please come join us! Opener's in prose, but feel free to use whatever works the best!

They'd come from their homes to the military base in Cape Canaveral, and that was where they'd agreed upon meeting one another. The plan from thereon in was simple. (Maybe too simple to start with—Josuke had originally under planned, after all—but thanks to some helpful 'intervention' things were on course and running smoothly.) A hop, skip, and a jump away was the beach, but in order to be sure they were appropriately distanced from military property, those who were able and willing were to visit the garage and borrow vehicles that could be used to usher their small group a little ways down the coastline. And by the time they had all arrived at the designated location—an end of the beach decorated with bits of driftwood and only a very light dappling of footprints—the sky was already beginning to darken. The bands of color that had once streaked the horizon like the layers of a sedimentary rock were now fading to a beautiful blue-grey monochrome; the rippling waves looked less like glimmering silk and more like impenetrable velvet; and the sun was barely a glowing sliver, minutes away from disappearing entirely behind the skyline. It was cool, but not cold, and as the fire was struck, as it reached brightly skyward, flames dancing and crackling, warmth soon began to fan outward. Around the bonfire were blankets and towels for people to sit on. There were snacks of all kinds: marshmallows, chocolate, graham crackers, chips, and hot dogs—and there were skewers with which to stab several of these foods. There was a volleyball, too, pairs of binoculars, someone's media player and headphones, and a small cooler full of drinks on ice: water, some selections of soda, and of course...the alcohol. In short, everything anyone calling themselves a 'teenager' might need to cut loose on a Saturday night.

Comments

[debauchewy]

"He's a show off more than anything it seems, besides, most of the time we're preoccupied." A smirk. And- a laugh.

"Stands?" Because they.

Stand.

Next to you.

Really.

[goldenlegacy]

Yeah, more things Giorno doesn't want to think about. He kind of. Stares.

The staring doesn't stop when the laughter begins.

"What?"

[debauchewy]

"A name like that does little for someone's like Joseph's, or Jonathan's don't you think?" Dio as well- considering he's seen those vines around him too, but he doesn't care to mention it. The point is made even with just either of those two men named.

[goldenlegacy]

"True enough." As far as he can tell, Hermit Purple doesn't actually have a humanoid form. But. "...I didn't name it, so I have no real opinion about it.

"Actually, I have no idea who named them. I didn't know they had a name until recently."

[debauchewy]

"So you've had it all your life then?" Until recently suggests that, he'll pry. Wants to know more about it.

[goldenlegacy]

"Well." That's a more complicated question than it seems. Giorno frowns a little, monitoring the marshmallow but actually... really more considering what he wants to say at the moment, and how to explain it, preferably without becoming tedious.

Condensation works. He turns the stick between his fingers. "In a way. It fully manifested a few months before I came here. However... in retrospect, there were moments in my life when my stand must have been at work."

He pauses for a second, and then kind of... half-smiles. "Manifesting my stand turned my hair blond. That always amuses me a little - it's not exactly a common side effect."

[debauchewy]

Not tedious is nice.

"Blonde?" A chuckle, brows up. "It's common for them to have side effects then? Interesting. What sorts? Are you able to tell a stand user by seeing them?"

[goldenlegacy]

"Sometimes they have side effects." At least he's hoping they do because there's literally no other way to explain some of the bizarre people he's met and their only vaguely human appearances, but. Okay.

"But no. At times, it's even difficult to tell to whom a Stand belongs when it's manifested. But it depends - some stands are physically integrated with their user... and some can barely move from their user's side."