Usually on Saturdays everyone heads over to the local Beach, but although it is considered local it is over an hour's drive away. On this particular Saturday there is the following going on the Beach of which you discover each other:
* Strong man competition
* Frisbee Tournament
* Soda pop drinking competition
* Biggest gut competition
* Miss Beach Beautiful competition
The Beach is alive with a lot of activity and everyone seems to be enjoying themselves. You may feel to enter any ONE of the competitions you desire - the chance of you winning is 25% which means you will need to make below 26 on the dice roll called, 'The Beach'. When making the roll make sure to state which competition you are rolling for and then build it into your storyline.
GM: Have Fun!
Trixie arrives at the beach and looks around for a good place to spread her towel. There is so much going on here today that the place is packed. She finds a spot not too far from the concession stands for easy access to the bathrooms and spreads out her towel.
It is her plan to enter the frisbee contest, not because she expects to win, but because it will likely be fun.
Rozalynn is so glad that she staked out her spot early at the Beach today! The crowds have just got bigger and bigger because of all the activity going on. Roz has been looking forward eagerly to the Strong Man competition. All those gorgeous "hunks"! Then later, she wants to try out for the frisbee tourney -- it just seems like a blast! In the meantime, Roz has spread her blanket and anchored it with a small pavillion to have a nice shady spot when the hottest part of the day rolls around. It's big enough for about 6 people, and she's not sure why she brought it just for herself... but you never know! Maybe one of those Strong Man types will be friendly
Roz finds her sunscreen and begins the ritual of covering every inch of exposed skin. Her new bathing suit is pretty, yet modest -- compared to the latest fashions, anyway -- and she is always very conscientious about tanning. As she turns to spread the lotion on one shoulder she spies a familiar face.
"Trixie! Hey, Trixie!" Roz puts her fingers in her mouth and whistles loudly, then waves. "Over here!"
Trixie hears a familiar voice calling her name and turns to see Rozalynn waving at her. It really is a small world she thinks. Trixie waves back and then runs over to the blanket that Rozalynn has spread out for a quick chat and to catch up on old times.
"Hey Roz, how have you been? It has been a long time since we saw each other last. Isn't this great! I signed up for the frisbee contest. It ought to be lots of fun and I see they have a strong man contest and a bathing beauty contest, my goodness. This place will be packed today! I wonder if we will see anyone else we know. Mariah is likely to sign up for the beauty contest if she knows about it. She might even win, who knows! Any way, how the heck are you?"
"Hey, glad to see you! Yes, I know the beach will be chaotic today. Why don't you join me here? I've set up the pavilion for shade later when it gets really hot, and there's plenty of room. I signed up for the frisbee contest, also -- do you think they'll let us tag team?" Roz giggles. "I'm really looking forward to the strong man competition, if you know what I mean." She waggles her eyebrows and grins.
Roz pulls a soda from her ice chest and offers it to Trixie. "Are you ready for a long, hot day of it?"
Mariah reaches to the beach with a huge bag that one of the employees of the hotel where she is staying is carrying...the guy is very short and moves one side to the other and it seems like he is ready to fall because of the weight of the bag....
Mariah is in front and the guy is in the back...she then looks at one spot in the sand and points to the guy and says "Right here". When the guy is ready to finally place the bag she said "Nah, it does not look...hmmm let me see if I find another", by this time the small fellow is getting sick...he can't handle it anymore. She then seems to find the perfect spot and says "This is it!, right here, right here!". The guy has a shy smile of relief but when he is ready to place the huge bag, she said "Nah, too many old people around"...and when the guy tries to pick up the bag once again, he was so tired and sick that he just fell and faint. Mariah removes her shades and with a finger touch him as a way to call him. She takes her cell and says "Hotel?. This is Mariah. This is the third guy you are sending me that faints! what kind of service is this?", she says whilerolling eyes, she then hangs up the phone.
She sighs and says.."Oh well, it seems like I have no option but to stick here", she complains while placing the bag on the back of the guy that just fainted.
Thanks. *takes long gulp of soda* whew, that really hit the spot. Let me get my stuff, I will be right back. I think it will be fun to be partners in the frisbee contest. Once I bring my stuff back we should go sign up.
OOC - Roz, if you roll a winning number on the dice then we shouldn't be partners, because I didn't roll a winning number. If you haven't rolled already, you should so we can make final decision if we will be partners or if we will be told we can't be.
OOC: I did roll already, and it was not a winning number! We can still pair up, we just won't win
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IC: "Okay, Trixie. I'll be here waiting for -- " Rozalynn stops in mid-sentence and squints in the direction of the hotel. Pointing, she says, "Hey isn't that Mariah over there, with all her beach stuff stacked on some guy?" She laughs and stands up to shout over the crowd, "Mariah! Yoo-hoo! Mariah, over here!" She waves both arms over her head to give a big signal.