Clearwater Cove Seaside Resort

[Buffet; OTA]

2020-12-11T05:24:16Z

Posted by: fuzzybluegecko

Kurt hadn't been on the island long. Long enough to have determined he couldn't leave, but not long enough to have figured out anything else, such as how he got there and why someone apparently decided he needed an all-expenses-paid vacation. The staff had been eerily helpful, and he had mostly avoided the resort's other guests out of perceived necessity. After all, the reactions he would get on meeting strangers at home were rarely pleasant. He had serious doubts that they might be any better here in this gilded cage.

Still, he knew he couldn't isolate himself forever. The other guests were the only potential allies he had. He needed to take that chance. He needed...

He needed...

He needed to dig in to that glorious spread! Scents familiar and strange dragged him from the lobby into the huge (and, for the moment, empty) buffet. It was then that he realized that he was absolutely starving, and an errant breeze (or maybe the air conditioner kicking on) immediately pointed him in the direction of the perfect thing to sate his hunger. He made a beeline for a particular station and began piling food on two plates. Rouladen and Weisswurst, Käsespätzle, Kartoffelpuffer, and Butterbrezel, and Sauerbraten with Sauerkraut and Knoedel...by most people's standards it might seem like a truly ridiculous amount of food, especially for a rather scrawny-looking teenager.

Maybe being blue and furry and clearly not human has something to do with his truly impressive appetite.

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clearwatercove @ 2016-10-09T20:21:00

2016-10-10T01:42:55Z

Posted by: know_sacrifice

Mikaela had seen a lot of weird shit in her life, but this whole-- thing probably took the cake. To go to sleep on the sand in an arid desert and wake up on the sand of a clean beach next to a crystal clear seaside cove? She wasn't unfamiliar with the concept of instantaneous transportation, but the last time that had happened to her, the explanation had been obvious in Jetfire.

This time, she couldn't find an explanation-- not that she was looking too hard. Her fellow "guests" at this resort seemed to have no idea, and the staff were closed-mouthed when it came to how she and her charge had arrived. If there were any other Cybertronians here, she and Beeper hadn't met them yet-- which was kind of okay by her.

Things had been hard, before she'd come here, and it was nice to get a little bit of break. It was nice to not have to flinch away from every distant whine of a plane or grumble of a truck engine and wonder if this time, it was the Autobots finally tracking her down. It was nice to have somewhere clean and secure to stay, and food freely available, a bed and fresh clothes every day-- showers-- clean metal for Beeper to eat instead of rusted salvage or worse--

So she hadn't been trying too hard to figure things out, preferring for the time being to take this weird fucking miracle for granted. She had forever to stress out and worry and wonder about getting back to the cold nights and lean meals and danger days in Namibia; and who knew how long she'd be here where it was warm but not scorching, and humid, and she could drink eighteen Cokes a day and eat dessert for every meal if she wanted to? (Not that she actually wanted to, but the option was nice.)

The ease was making her sloppy. She was dozing on a beach chair up under the trees while Beeper played at the interface between sand and surf, churning up huge divots out of the sand and chasing the waves back and forth with delighted, unmusical trills and chirpings. She wasn't paying attention the way she'd learned how to in the desert, to every sound and sight and approaching thing-- and so she didn't notice the thing approaching.

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[Hotel lobby; closed to Edgeworth]

2016-07-07T19:53:07Z

Posted by: posthumousmentor

Standing before the dresser mirror, Mia stared at the reflection looking back at her with bewilderment. The brown hair that swept across her forehead was certainly not Maya's, but the shade and length were not those of Pearl's, either. And the clothes she wore… In place of the Kurain robes she'd expected was a black and white skirt suit, remarkably like the one she used to wear, with a defense badge pinned to the lapel to complete the look. As she traced the familiar grooves of the badge, her heartbeat stuttered; if she didn't know better, she might believe this was her own body, alive and whole, not borrowed from an unknown source.

But Mia Fey did know better. Even if it were possible for the dead to return unaided, her own body had been cremated years earlier. That left only one logical explanation: that she was being channeled by someone who wanted her to look like herself. But why?

( this got long )

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ISLAND BEACH PARTY

2015-11-30T20:12:45Z

Posted by: clearwaterstaff

Once again, Clearwater Cove Seaside Resort would like to welcome you to its celebratory beach party, where you, the guests, are celebrated. Whether you've just arrived or been here for ages, your patronage is appreciated, and this is the staff's way of showing that appreciation. No expense has been spared where your enjoyment is concerned.

The day is pleasant, if a bit windy, with the temperature at a steady 75°F/24°C and a moderate breeze coming from the west. Although dark clouds have gathered on the horizon, the wind has, so far, kept the storm at bay. (You may find yourself treated to a spectacular light show come nightfall, however.)

Large waves swell in the distance, diminishing as they reach the shoreline. If you don't mind the slight chill to the water, you might be tempted to hit the waves with a surfboard, courtesy of the resort. A few volley ball nets are set up along the beach, and not too far from there, driftwood is being collected in a pile by staff in preparation for the nighttime bonfire.

The theme of the party is, as always, "sit back, relax, and enjoy yourself," which, along with a warm smile, is the only response you'll get if you question what brought you here. It might be best to follow that advice. After all, how many authentic, seaside Caribbean parties will you experience in your lifetime?

(OOC: Feel free to post your own threads outside of the ones below! They're simply there to act as prompts. There are other locations to explore.)

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Vampworth, Castiel. OTA in separate threads.

2013-01-14T18:55:43Z

Posted by: samuraiprosecutor

[The salt-laden breeze carried with it a wave of relief. Edgeworth stumbled through the last few feet of thick undergrowth onto the fine sand of the beach and paused there, doing his best to wipe the dirt and leaves from his limbs while he took a moment to relish the novelty of scenery that wasn't green or painful to wade through. He had been lost in the jungle for an inexplicable amount of time, with no sight, sound, or scent of the resort or any of its residents despite being on an island with very limited space.]

[Now with the night soon drawing to a close it was imperative he find his way back. If he followed the shore he should eventually reach civilization, but if he started in the wrong direction he could waste time he couldn't afford. If only there was some way to find out where he was...]

[Oh look, another ~~prisoner~~ guest! Edgeworth hesitated for a moment, waiting for the uncomfortable spike of hunger to fade, then approached the stranger, not quite jogging but clearly in a hurry.] Excuse me. Which way is the resort?

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Meet Vamp!Edgeworth

2012-11-30T04:07:58Z

Posted by: samuraiprosecutor

[24 hours. 24 hours since he woke up in a strange hotel room, and he still had no idea how he got there, why, or even where "there" was. All he could get out of the resort staff were assurances that the resort would provide anything he might need (except the police). The few guests he ran into were equally unhelpful, and hours of exploring the resort only found him right back where he started. It seemed he may have to (temporarily) admit defeat.]

[There was another, more pressing matter to attend to before he was off on any more wild goose chases.]

[Edgeworth hesitated just inside the door to the bar. That late in the evening there were only a few customers inside. A couple of them looked up as he entered then quickly returned to their own business; the rest didn't bother to look up at all. Once all eyes were off of him, he took a seat at the bar.]

[In seconds, the bartender was standing before him.] Good evening, sir. What can I get you?

[Edgeworth gave him a cagey look.] Do you carry...'Red & White?'

[The bartender flashed a reassuring smile.] Coming right up.

[As he walked away, Edgeworth felt tension he didn't realize he was carrying melt from his shoulders. At least that was one problem solved. While he waited for the bartender's return he glanced around the bar again. With the nearby stage empty, people-watching seemed to be the only entertainment available at the moment.]

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BEACH PARTY

2012-11-26T19:01:22Z

Posted by: clearwaterstaff

Whether you've just arrived or been a guest for ages, the staff of the Clearwater Cove Seaside Resort wants you to know that they appreciate your patronage, and what better way to show said appreciation than with a seaside party?

The day is gorgeous, with the temperature at a steady 77°F/25°C and a slight breeze perfect for kite flying. Thanks to an unexpected heatwave over the past week, the ocean is like an inviting bath, just waiting for someone to dive in. A few volley ball nets are set up along the beach, and not too far from there, driftwood is being collected in a pile by staff in preparation for the nighttime bonfire.

The theme of the party is "just sit back, relax, and enjoy yourself," which, along with a warm smile, is the only response you'll get if you question what brought you here. It might be best to follow that advice. After all, how many authentic, seaside Caribbean parties will you experience in your lifetime?

( OOC Note )

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clearwatercove @ 2011-07-15T06:40:00

2011-07-15T06:40:00Z

Posted by: p2ychiic-2cream.livejournal.com

The beach was quieter at night, and the wind that rose off the ocean cooled the tropical heat and made it more tolerable to a troll used to living in perpetual dusk. Sometimes Sollux found it hard to sleep with the sounds of the humans playing and laughing outside his door during the day, though that had improved once he got the hotel staff to change out the sleeping rectangle for a recooperacoon.

He lay sprawled in a hammock on the porch of his beachside cottage now, a book in his clawed hands - some stupid romance thing that probably kk would have loved, but it was what he'd found in the hotel library and whatever, it was weirdly compelling okay shut up.

Though in all honesty, he was drowsing a little, a drink on a table by his right hand and a book to read, and nothing much to worry about for once in his life.

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clearwatercove @ 2011-06-06T20:24:00

2011-06-06T20:24:00Z

Posted by: p2ychiic-2cream.livejournal.com

Not everyone enjoys the sun, particularly not nocturnal trolls. Thankfully, when this particular troll first arrived, he wasn't far from one of the caves that dotted the hills in the middle of the island. He had retreated deep into one of them and built himself a little nest.

Living off what could be found in the forest - particularly for a city troll - hadn't been particularly satisfying. So now this particular night, he crept down to the resort, avoiding the humans who walked the lanes and splashed in the pools that were open at night.

He stole a couple of beach towels and wrapped himself in them, concealing his horns and grey skin in a swath of fabric. He knew he looked like an idiot, but it was the only way, as he snuck into one of the restaurants to try to get at the buffet tables without being stopped.

He paused at one of the tables, sniffing, and grimaced. Human food was weird. But he just had to hope it wouldn't kill him, as he quickly loaded up a bowl with something unidentifiable, and then made a beeline for the door.

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Doggie play date [Closed - Edgeworth, Lyca]

2010-09-30T19:55:00Z

Posted by: samuraiprosecutor

[walking the beach at night is one of their favorite activities. Sieghard delights in the freedom and camaraderie it allows him, running up the beach, back, dashing over the sand and dancing in the surf, back again, always returning to his master’s side, and Edgeworth gets more pleasure from watching the dog play than he’d ever openly admit to.]

[this evening is no different. Edgeworth is treating Sigi to a spirited game of fetch. the ball they’re using floats on the water, so the game keeps taking Sigi into the shallows; the dog is soaking wet and seems to be having the time of his life.]

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[Buffet]

2010-08-18T01:01:00Z

Posted by: seek-the-way.livejournal.com

[There's a vaguely girl-shaped being in the buffet. Her head and body are human, and the cloth awkwardly tied around her makes it pretty clear she's definitely female, but she's just as obviously not wholly human. The upswept wings on her back are kind of an indication, as are the spiky limbs and the cables squirming lazily in her hair. Her eyes are red, and there's a brand stamped into the metal of her left wing.

She has collected what looks like one of everything available on the buffet, and is contemplating her mound of food with glee, wondering where to start.]

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OPEN POST/EVENT || CALVINBALL

2010-06-28T22:06:00Z

Posted by: creationtwinned.livejournal.com

You're on a beach. There's a warm tropical ocean on one side, jungle to the other, a bright sun above, and hot sand below. Look around, and you might notice that the beach is littered with debris. ...Actually, no. You look again, and what you thought was debris are...obstacles. Wickets. Brightly colored poles with streamers attached. Baseball plates and big rocks.

Maybe you know how you got here, or maybe you don't. It doesn't much matter.

Because there's a woman with white hair and tattoos standing in front of you. She's got a flag on a long stick propped against one shoulder and a black mask over her eyes. She's holding a dodgeball, and grinning at you.

"Hey, stranger. Wanna play Calvinball?"

((OOC: IC CALVINBALL. Anything goes. Literally. It's kind of the rule of the game. But be polite to other people or I will frown at you.))

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[walkways]

2010-05-19T01:58:00Z

Posted by: smokepuff.livejournal.com

[guess who's actually in a pretty good mood for once?]

[Minizula's exploring the paths and the more woodsy areas, half-looking for something to do]

[PLAY WITH HER Y/N]

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clearwatercove @ 2010-05-06T00:28:00

2010-05-06T00:28:00Z

Posted by: neufuhrer.livejournal.com

[ There's a darkling wandering around the halls holding down onto his Dark Nation plushie and his Shinra pajamas. ;_______; He's looking for his Mama and Papa, can you help him? ]

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[beach]

2010-04-23T18:31:00Z

Posted by: sailorshinra.livejournal.com

['tis a glorious day on our beautiful mysterious island resort (as usual) so the only female Shinra is determined to enjoy it. she's trolled the arcade, astonished people at the buffet (how can someone so small eat so much), and practiced her surfing for the past few hours. having only gotten a board of her own last week, minako is still learning the basics. at the moment she stands on the beach with her wetsuit unzipped to her waist and staring out at the ocean, surfboard stuck in the sand next to her. the boys staring at her and the top half of a pretty revealing bikini? she hasn't really noticed them. her mind's only trying to conquer another one of those waves. that doesn't mean she won't stop to talk if someone was to come up and say hi!]

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[IN THE LOBBY]

2010-04-20T17:38:00Z

Posted by: ex-halfwitt.livejournal.com

[A wild Dero has appeared, and he doesn't look very happy! In fact, he's looking rather distressed, holding his head in his hands.]

Heee...

[WILL YOU APPROACH HIM?]

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[Lobby]

2010-03-25T17:25:00Z

Posted by: faeriegift.livejournal.com

[oh hay, this is kinda familiar. There's a faerie rushing into the lobby, noticing a sudden change in scenery, skidding clumsily to a halt and looking around the room almost frantically.]

[....and then she relaxes. Thank anything that was bothering to listen right now, she finally found the place again.]

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shops ;

2010-03-18T22:33:00Z

Posted by: shinra-pwnsjoo.livejournal.com

[That person you see at the florist, isn't Rufus ShinRa. Really.]

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cafe ;

2010-03-14T23:56:00Z

Posted by: neufuhrer.livejournal.com

[See Alexander. See Alexander depressed because A CERTAIN SOMEONE ISN'T MARRYING HIS MAMA. See Alexander get sympathy cake]

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LOBBY;

2010-03-06T23:46:00Z

Posted by: neufuhrer.livejournal.com

[Once more, there is a tiny boy standing on top of the reception area's desk.]

LISTEN UP, SLAVES!

MAMA AND PAPA ARE FINALLY GETTING MARRIED! AND ACCORDING TO THE MAGAZINES UNDER MAMA AND PAPA'S BED, WE NEED TO MAKE THIS WEDDING MAGICAL. I WANT YOU ALL TO WORK EXTRA HARD SO THAT MAMA AND PAPA CAN HAVE A DREAM FANTASY WEDDING AND THEY CAN LIVE HAPPILY EVER AFTER.

YOU WILL MAKE THEIR WEDDING MAGICAL, YOU WILL ATTEND AND YOU WILL ENJOY YOURSELVES. IS THAT UNDERSTOOD? FOR MAMA AND SHINRA!!!!!!

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[beach. somewhere]

2010-02-22T16:58:00Z

Posted by: takesafterpapa.livejournal.com

[Here is Kaito.

Here is Kaito arguing with a dove.

Yes, verbal arguing, as the dove is talking. They both seem to be trying to keep their voices down so no one can hear them, but it looks like a frantic argument.

Perhaps you should investigate!]

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[Lobby]

2010-02-14T04:53:00Z

Posted by: pandorabox

[Guess who finally healed enough after his little accident to finally be released from the hospital?

Kaito did, of course!

Granted, that doesn't mean he's back in tip-top condition. He's walking with a heavy limp, and Aoko (who is helping him into the lobby) is supporting most of his weight.

But hey, at least he's alive and feeling much better!

And finally out of that stuffy hospital]

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[The bar]

2010-02-08T00:47:00Z

Posted by: dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com

[Time to see in what sort of trouble the witch got himself into, apparently the end of the world was only the begining.

As he takes another sip of his wine he wonders what the hell she did with Balthazar and how hard will he has to kick the half breed's ass. Some people ever learn.]

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pool ;

2010-02-03T01:40:00Z

Posted by: neufuhrer.livejournal.com

[It's swimming time for the boys! Today, Alexander is going to learn how to doggy paddle. He's got a little hair cover to protect his golden locks, floaties around his arms and waists and if Rufus couldn't be even more protective, googles.]

[For now, he's just going to be splashing around in the play pool, making big waves and trying to get Rufus' attention. But, Rufus' eyes are on a particular spot on his back where he was burned ~*~but is miraculously fine~*~.]

Yay! Mama mama mama come play!

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[IN THE GARDENS]

2010-01-21T20:46:00Z

Posted by: controllingyou.livejournal.com

[A tall, slender man is sitting at a white table amidst one of the alcoves of the hotel's sprawling, garden walkways. Daintily sipping at a cup of tea, he appears to be unfazed by the fact that he's no longer on his home world and seems pleasantly content to simply sit back and partake in a bit of people-watching.

As he is currently in human form, there is, of course, nothing to indicate who or what he actually is: Cyril Kamelot, Noah's Greed, and master puppeteer of all living things.

Won't you stop and say hello?]

((OOC: sup, this is idgie o/))

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