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[manamaker-deactivated20150901]

Ros didn’t mind the water, though he hadn’t tried to go swimming just yet. For most of the time he was at the beach he just lazed around in the sand, watching everyone else enjoy themselves. It wasn’t quite like a beach episode; he hadn’t seen anyone try to crush a watermelon with a bat yet!

He eventually decided that if this was going to be a worthy beach episode, he would have to make it one. As he walked towards the water, he was nearly blown over by a complete stranger who seemed to be fully unimpressed with the water.

He apologized frantically, but Ros was still Ros.

“It’s fine. I don’t normally meet people going to the beach looking for a hand to hold, but I guess I can’t judge you. The idea is quite romantic.”

[notakipster-blog]

The monster’s face immediately flushed a shade of blue at the suggestion. 

“Wh-what? No! That’s not...” he sighed before he could finish his thought. 

Even though he had dealt with this sort of taunting from his friends many times, he could not help but find himself flustered. He hoped that he would have been accustomed to such comments after being teased so many times. Yet here he was, blushing, shoulders lifted stiffly to this shoulders.

He lowered his shoulders, attempting to relax, but he still carried the same nervous smile. This was one of the first people he had conversed with in this city. He might as well attempt to make a good first impression. Or at least, a better second impression.

“That’s not what I meant to do--er, imply. It’s nice to meet you, uh...?” he raised a brow, anticipating the other’s name in response

[notakipster-blog]

chargedshot

Predicting that the weather at the beach would be broiling, Kip neglected to wear as many layers. Ordinarily, his frigid body temperature prevented such heat to affect him. In fact, he would usually find himself still cold, even at the warmest of temperatures.

Such was the predicament that he found himself in now. It appeared that he had overestimated the heat, and was now feeling a chill run along his spine as he stood alone in the sand. Arms crossed over his chest, he found himself regretting not carrying along a jacket with him. He glanced about the beach, approaching the person closest to him.

"Excuse me, but can I borrow a jacket?"

[notakipster-blog]

manamaker

The beach was not exactly Kip’s kind of scene; It was crowded and dirty, and unlike many others, he disliked the sharp smell of saltwater. However, it was far more enjoyable than the city. He found himself walking along the edges of the water, perhaps a bit closer than he should have. As he meandered mindlessly, a small wave splashed at his legs, soaking his pants up to his calves.

“Cold cold cold!” he shouted instinctively, dashing from the edges of the shore and latching one hand onto the person closest to him. It took only a moment for him to realized that he was now clinging to a complete stranger, and he immediately withdrew his hand, his expression now abashed.

“S-sorry, sorry! It’s just..” he pointed at the water with his thumb, chuckling nervously. “I didn’t expect it to jump out like that!” 

[notakipster-blog]

cholericc

Kip had no intentions of joining in on any the beach activities. His only reason for being there was to be out of the stuffy, crowded city for a bit. He kept himself seated in the sand, as far from the shore and crowds of people as possible, a book grasped firmly in his hands. Focused entirely on the contents of the novel, Kip failed to notice the person moving past him, unintentionally kicking up puffs of sand as they walked. A few grains managed to sting his face, and he looked up from his book immediately, an irked expression on his face.

“Excuse me,” he turned to the stranger, speaking in a mildly irritated tone as he swiped a bit of sand from his face.   “But could you maybe...walk a little lighter next time? You’re kicking sand everywhere.” 

[notakipster-blog]

[ Bold which is most applicable to your muse between the two options! ]

Cold OR Hot

Envy OR Lust

Blunt OR Tactful

Dreamer OR Realist

Impulsive OR Planner

Stubborn OR Flexible

Sociable OR Isolated

Lazy OR Hard-working

Half empty OR Half full

High energy OR Low energy

Dependent OR Independent

Eloquent OR Rough around the edges 

Sees what they want OR Sees what is there

Dwells on the past OR Looks towards the future

[notakipster-blog]

[[I really need to get the ball rolling for Kip over here SO. Here’s an ad for the beach event. Like if you wanna small starter so that you can interact with a grump who’s reluctant about joining in on fun beach activities. Capping at three!]]

[notakipster-blog]

Kip emerged from the sterile room in a state of bleariness and confusion, half-expecting for Biv and Molly to appear, shouting “Surprise!” at his baffled countenance. This had to be some sort of prank. A cruel one, albeit, but it seemed far more likely than the nonsense that had just been served to him. He was still digesting all of the information that had just been shoved before him. He was uncertain as to which detail to focus on first. All the facts whirled around in his heads, making it difficult for him to sort them all it, causing for him to feel a bit woozy.

He was pulled from his universe? And place into a simulate environment? For a social experiment? 

None of it made any sense.

He instinctively shoved his hand into his pocket, hoping to retrieve his cell phone and immediately contact any of his friends. He felt his stomach drop as he realized that nothing was there. He checked his other pocket, then both of his pocket at once, still failing to discover his trusty device. 

“Are you kidding me?” he gritted his teeth, speaking a bit louder than he intended. He did not really care much at this point, though. Attracting the attention of those around him was the least of his concerns. 

He buried his face in his hands, brows knit together in frustration. “Could this day get any worse...” he muttered to himself, now speaking in a quieter tone, his voice muffled by the palms of his hands.

[missmollymonday-blog]

“Kip quit being such a party-pooper.”

[notakipster-blog]

“I’m not being a party-pooper, I just don’t understand how everyone can complain about the heat and then not try to stay cool.”

[notakipster-blog]

“You know, the more people there are on the beach, the hotter it’ll be. Which would pretty much be defeating the whole point.”

[enenkaydoodles]

“From facing your failures

Facing your loneliness

Facing the fact you live a lie

Yes, you live a lie

Tell you why

You’re always preaching not to be numb

When that’s how you thrive

You pretend to create and observe

When you really detach from feeling alive.”