JULY PLANET MINGLE

[save_the_souls]

Who: YOU. ME. EVERYONE.
Broadcast: IF YOU WANT
Action: YEAH!!!!!
When: July!

[Congratulations to the crews that did not get themselves blown up! Welcome to the Blue Planet, a planet full of charming islands and even less charming weather patterns! Are you going to take the time to enjoy the beach? Help out with the local Nunnilis population? Get caught in a storm with another person and have a rating boosting sexual tension moment? The world's your oyster!]

[Yeah in other words: ITS A MINGLE GET IN HERE]

[July Planet Info!]

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[nextlineis]

[a - beach boy]

[Hell yeah, Joseph is all about this beach. Joseph spends most of the daytime playing. He plays 110% at volleyball, too competitive to play any less, and he swims. Sometimes he's a little lower energy and spends time just walking the beach, picking up weird seashells he finds along the way or even finds a good spot to build a gigantic sandcatsle for the surf to eventually wash away when the tide rolls back in. He only really settles down when it comes to chowtime (which holy shit, he is so excited about real food; it's a wonder he doesn't cry) and at night. In the evenings is when he gathers some booze and builds a decent-sized fire that anyone's welcome to find a spot and sit nearby.]

[b - under the sea]

[Buckle up, kiddos. Joseph is definitely making some excursions below the surface. It doesn't matter if you're on his ship or if he even really knows you all that well. If you want to see what's out there in the big, blue wet thing, Joseph's piloting a shuttle down there. Of course, it may not be the smoothest ride. He's still getting the hang of this whole piloting thing. But a few bumps and scrapes on a few underwater formations isn't so bad, right? It's not like he's gonna crash.]

[...Hopefully.]

[c - constructive criticism]

[Okay, but Joseph doesn't completely screw around the entire time they're on the planet. He does try to lend a hand where he can, where he won't be in the way. Most of this involves lifting heavy things and simpler tasks that quite honestly don't require a lot of skill, but from time to time he can be found with a small horde of children. Don't worry, the kids are in good hands and he keeps them entertained with tag (he occasionally carries the kids with shorter legs on his shoulders so they're not always "it") and hide and seek (which he naturally exaggerates how hard it is to find the kids).]

a because i'm going to tag c later lbr

[mylegacy]

[They haven't gotten into a fight about volleyball yet. Yet. It's still early in the day and Caesar's feeling ridiculously lazy, lounging in the sand, watching Joseph building his (actually fairly impressive) sandcastle from behind his sunglasses but not engaging yet.]

. . . You've been doing that for an hour now. [He's not even complaining. Just mildly amused.]

[nextlineis]

[There was a near-fight, however, with how much Joseph was laughing about Caesar's swimsuit. He has since recovered as evidenced by his ability to both breathe and remain upright, but it was pretty touch and go there for a while. (He still thinks it's absurd though no matter how much Caesar tries to act like it's not.) Joseph only pauses for a brief second, long enough to glance over his shoulder at Caesar when he finally speaks.]

Rome wasn't built in a day, Julius. [Oh, Joseph Joestar, you are so clever. (No, you're not. You're the opposite of that. Stop talking.)] You could help though, if you want. If you're not too busy doing nothing.

[mylegacy]

[Caesar rolls his eyes so hard they practically fall out of his head.]

Hilarious. I've never heard that one before.

[His childhood was a tragedy of emperor jokes, and also parental abandonment. Stretching in the sun, the heat making him move reptilian-slow, he sits up a little and slides his glasses back on his head.]

Doing nothing takes a lot of work. [However. He does scoot over to where Joseph is sitting.]

[nextlineis]

[He grins not because his joke was all that particularly funny, but he still managed to get a rise out of Caesar anyway. He holds out a piece of wood.]

At least I have something to show for my work. [Granted, the tide will wreck it when it rolls back in, but such is the nature of sandcastles. Joseph isn't bothered by it. Speaking of the tide though,] Here, get digging a moat. Leave another foot though on the other side. I still have to make the gatehouse.

[If he didn't want to help though, it's his own fault for moving closer to Joseph.]

a

[experiencepoints]

[To be honest, Nightingale feels the same about the food, but she's never going to admit it. So when she spots a shipmate coming into where she's working, she's just going to quietly pretend there's nothing prepared, anything she had ready vanishing into thin air as it goes into her inventory.]

Oh, what are you doing here?

[nextlineis]

[Well, that's a stupid question to ask, he thinks.]

What do you think I'm doing?

[experiencepoints]

Sorry, but we're fresh out of stuff to serve here. If you want to eat, you'll have to get something from the ship.

A

[poetontheinside]

[Despite the sunburn and the heat and the fact that he realizes how fucking buff everyone around him is, Ray had a hell of a time during that impromptu beach volleyball game. He grins when it's over, sweating but happy, and walks over to Joseph to shake his hand.]

Good game, man.

[nextlineis]

[Sshh, Ray, ssshhhh. Joseph is a freakishly tall and buff 18 year old, okay. Don't compare yourself to him.]

[Joseph shifts the volleyball over into his other hand to shake Ray's.]

Yeah, you played pretty good today. [He grins.] Maybe you'll be good enough to beat me someday.

[Joseph's an arrogant little shit, but this gloating is meant much more in friendly competition than actual self-aggrandizing.]

[poetontheinside]

Oh, that how it's gonna be? Think you can just waltz in here and talk smack to your elders, huh?

A

[ino]

[ She was just sunbathing in her bikini and sunglasses, when a volleyball comes rolling on over to her chair. She'll get up to cheerfully hand it over to whoever lost it, but she sees who's playing, and sort of holds on to the ball to lift up her sunglasses and give him a deadpan look.


This guy again ... ]

[nextlineis]

[Joseph is muttering a little as he trots after the ball. It was somehow decided that it was his turn to fetch the ball even though it wasn't even his fault it got that far away in the first place. But whatever. It's fine. He'll be a sorta-good sport about it and go get it.]

[But then Ino scoops it up before he can get to it. He stops, taking a moment to look her over as an 18 year old guy is wont to do, and grins. Nice. He notices the look she's giving him, but it doesn't perturb him any.]

Hey, Ino. Mind tossing that to me?

[He holds up his hands for her to toss it.]

[ino]

[ In turn, she notices the look HE'S giving HER, which clearly warrants that volleyball being hurled at an inhuman speed directly at his face. 8) ]

B

[wordmiser]

[Jinx wants to know this thing, this ocean. And she can't phase through water - too much space to phase through and no where to breathe.

Clearly this means she should sneak onto his expedition without asking, right?

Which is why she lurked along the edges and slipped on without asking.]

[nextlineis]

[Joseph's gradually getting better at this whole piloting thing. Even with the augment, there's a bit of a steep learning curve. It's a little bit of a bumpy parking job once he finds a good place to let the shuttle hang out for a while, but he manages to do it without damaging the shuttle that bad, okay. He's doing just fine. Don't listen to anything Nightingale might say about his ability to pilot.]

[It's only once he's parked that he notices Jinx.]

A stowaway, huh?

[wordmiser]

[She doesn't even have the grace to look embarrassed.

She just looks at him, blinks, smirks. Then gets up and dusts herself off.

They there yet?]

A

[dawnwillcome]

[There is someone also enjoying the beach, but very pointedly staying in the shallows of the water and not daring to let it reach much higher than her calves. She's wearing the swimsuit Atroma had apparently picked out for her, which really should suggest she's here to, you know, swim.

But she's not. For reasons. She looks pretty amused as she watches him splash around out there, though.]

I can see someone isn't worried about sea monsters.

[nextlineis]

Course not, [he says with a crooked grin.] They should be more worried about me.

[Which may or may not be true. Joseph wouldn't know. Sea monsters aren't real where he's from. At the very least, he'd put up a good fight.]

What about you? Is that why you're hanging out over there instead of out here?

[dawnwillcome]

Ah, not exactly. I can't swim.

[She only looks a little sheepish to admit it, to her credit, but it is kind of a silly thing for the Inquisitor to not know how to do.]

It's probably best I don't tempt fate.

c; my prediction came true

[mylegacy]

[Whatever the hell Caesar was doing two seconds ago, it's discarded immediately when he hears the sound of children laughing. Poking his head out of the door to the house he was working in, he raises his eyebrows as two or three kids zip past - and then stares open-mouthed as Joseph shoots past after them, a very small child perched on his shoulders.]

[Calling an excuse over his shoulder at the house's owner, he leaves work behind and rushes down the path, pushing through heavy branches until he can see the little group running away like hell's on their heels.]

Joseph!

[He looks practically unrecognizable. There's a smile on his face that's more relaxed than he ever is in company, and he looks five years younger, eager and excited and lit-up from the inside.]

always knew you were a psychic

[nextlineis]

[At the sound of his name, Joseph turns. For a moment, he really doesn't recognize Caesar, looking as light and ready to play as he does. (Sure, sometimes he's willing to screw around with Joseph, but that takes a lot of strong-arming usually.) He comes to a halt and calls to the others up ahead,]

Guys! Time-out!

[The kids stop when he calls to them, turning around and wondering curiously what's up. Before he can turn back to look at Caesar again, the little girl on his shoulders is leaning down in front of him. He takes a slight half-step back in surprise at her sudden appearance. She's no older than four.]

Jojo, why'd you stop?

My friend Caesar's here. [He puts a finger to his lips and speaks to her in a lower voice.] I think he might want to play, too. Just follow my lead, alright?

Okay! [she says with a loud whisper before she sits upright again. Joseph knows she has no idea right now what he means, but hopefully she'll figure it out. When Caesar gets closer, she waves to him, not the least bit shy.]

Well, well, look who showed up! Where have you been?

[mylegacy]

[Caesar can't hear what they're saying to each other, but it doesn't even matter. It's still heartbreakingly cute. Whatever he expected today to bring, it was not Joseph Joestar with an entire horde of children. His body wasn't ready at all.]

[He looks positively thrilled when they stop, smiling so hard that his eyes turn up at the corners. When the little girl waves at him, he waves back, then puts his hands on his hips and tips his chin up so he can regard Joseph and the girl together.]

I was working. But I'm done now. [Okay, this is a little bit of a lie, but he's allowed to take a break, isn't he?]

I see you made friends. [He raises an eyebrow at the little girl.] I hope he's going fast enough and listening to everything you tell him.

A

[initforthemoney]

Hey pal, like the shorts! You think those come in my size?

[Nothing comes in your size, Frobisher. What are you saying.]

[nextlineis]

They might, [this is said with a shrug,] but I don't know if they'd come in your shape.