[EVENT: BEACH TIME!]

[thenotsostraightman]

[Normally, one might count walking into a standard classroom only to find a bright, sunny beach instead to be a very pleasant surprise. But as Tadakuni stood there; blankly trying to wrap his head around what just happened- Only one question plagued his mind enough to dwarf all other concerns.]

.......

WHY AM I IN SCHOOL TRUNKS AGAIN!?

((OOC: Welcome to the Beach Room! Once inside, everyone who enters will suddenly appear dressed in swimwear of some kind. Unfortunately, those who try to leave will find an invisible barrier blocking them from exiting the room for at least 3 hours. So have fun, take a swim, play some volleyball, enjoy the cheesy beach-party music, or find some other activity to occupy your time! Emergency suntan lotion will of course be instantly available for all you beach-goers to avoid a nasty sunburn!)) 

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[thenotsostraightman]

[Tadakuni will just be over here; wondering where his life went wrong.]

i'm sorry and yet i'm not

[servingpoundcake]

That's what I'd like to know.

[Don't worry Tadakuni, Kirby's wearing blue and gold-ish swim trunks with an emblem on the side, which are actually school trunks too. He's not embarrassed about it though, because he's too cool to be and totally looks good in anything!!

Speaking of, he looks around a bit. As if he's making sure no one is around.]

Nice legs by the way.

LMAO

[thenotsostraightman]

[Immediately under the assumption that he's being made fun of.] Sh-shut up!

I'm not the one who picked these out...!

[Blink.] ...Wait. You're in school trunks too?

[HE'S NOT THE ONLY ONE THIS TIME?]

[spelucky]

[Leo blinks; suddenly appearing in a white surfer-top and a pair of boyshorts.]

...This is... unexpected....

[But not... entirely bad? It's a nice change of scenery from the mundane school grounds, anyway.]

[ivantheterrible]

[Ivan finds himself in quite the revealing swimsuit, but he doesn't think much of it as he lays belly-down on a beach towel. There's a large umbrella propped above him to keep him shady, and a convenient cooler filled with popsicles. Of course he eats all those within the first ten minutes, so don't expect to have anything more than the horrifying site of a cooler filled with wrappers to greet you.

SO...WANTS TO RUB SUNTAN LOTION INTO HIS BUTTCHEEKS BACK?]

[thatcatfrom101]

[Roy's actually pleasantly surprised by this room. The water looked clean, the sand didn't seem to have sharp glass sticking out of it, and the babes were always a plus! Of course, ever since his little encounter with Anna and how badly he choked, he's been seriously thinking about things.

Like how big of a loser he actually is, for one. But it's over now! And the best way to make himself feel better is to flirt with lots of ladies (and gents), get humiliatingly rejected, and all will be well again. He won't even think about how big of a freak that makes him he'll totally just enjoy it.

So naturally, seeing a pretty boy faced down in a thong, Roy decides this is the perfect opportunity to remind himself of who he is! Which he's...not sure of. Someone who likes getting treated like crap? Nope, promised himself he wouldn't think too hard about it! Oh look his feet already carried him over to the blond's spot. He takes his own beach towel in hand and places it a bit away, and taking a seat.]

So...you wearin' space pants? 'Cause your ass is outta this world.

[Yup.]

[holydemon]

[Nero is taking this sudden change in attire considerably worse than most. As soon as he realizes he can't get back out of the room he quickly grabs the nearest towel and slings it over his bare shoulders, gripping it closed with his human hand. All he hops to do is at least try and cover his mutated Devil Bringer from plain view.

He can be found pacing angrily near the door and decidedly not enjoying the beach activities!]

[itisntmyfault]

Nero!

[Having just appeared in the room a few minutes prior herself, Pyrrha immediately jiggle-bounce-boings runs toward her self-proclaimed "friend" once she recognizes him from afar. Quite apparent now is the fact that, beneath her usual layers of clothing lies a rather 'developed' body despite her youthful face. She takes after mommy after all] Oh, Nero...!

Isn't this awful!? [She laments; momentarily unthinking in regards to her own state of undress as she comes to a stop before him.]

Do you know what happened to our clothes...?

[itisntmyfault]

[Aaaaand now Pyrrha finds herself in an itsy-bitsy-teeny-weeny-red-polka-dot-bikini.]

W-what-!?

[What... form of undergarments is this, even?? There's barely any fabric to speak of!]

[fusedstars]

[Don't mind Hei as he walks past her, clad in only some trunks thanks to this place. He does notice her panic.]

Something wrong?

[praisingsun]

[And as if to present an ironic counter to Pyrrha, here comes a built man wearing nothing but a sunny speedo. He's walking around holding a bundle of sticks he's gathered when he happens upon a damsel in obvious distress]

Hmmm? Pardon me, but are thou alright? You seemed verily distressed.

[thumbsdown]

[Boone's first instinct upon spotting Pyrrha is to reach for a jacket or something to help cover her, but... he's in the same predicament. Well, this is awkward. She'll notice if he walks away now, won't she? He's very obviously seen her, he can't pretend that he didn't. Ungh...]

...So, you're... we're in the same... yeah. Hi.

[fusedstars]

[Hei, clad in only swimming trunks, is trying to feel around the area for a way out...and failing. No matter where he goes, that field is there. His body certainly looks built as well, well-toned from years of training. One of the few chances to see and talk to him like this.]

[cancelledparty]

[Leon stands nearby, his hands on his hips as he leers over at the very-much-impenetrable door.]

You know, these rooms should come with warning labels.

[praisingsun]

[A man is standing on a set of nearby rocks, a bundle of primitive spears at his sides. Save for his specially customized sunny speedo
, the man is wearing nothing at all, letting all see his gloriously sculpted form! He is holding a spear at the ready and gazing at the water.]

Ahahahaha~! Though I may be trapped here, I shall exact a vengeful bounty from thee, ocean!

[devotedpawn]

[Barnaby has been forced into something far less revealing though he appears to be unfazed by the other's brazen attire.]

Pray, what is it you seek from the ocean?

[leanonstuff]

[Aw hell, when was the last time he's been to the beach? When he finds out he can't leave, Norman goes right for that emergency suntan lotion and starts rubbing it on. Someone has set up a beach umbrella on the sand, so he stands under that while he's busy with the lotion. He and the sun don't get along all that well.]

[cancelledparty]

Don't tan well? [Leon ducked under the umbrella, needing a little break from the sun himself.]

Not a bad idea, actually, I could use some when you're done.

[thumbsdown]

[Boone walks in, and- ...you've got to be fucking kidding him. He tries to walk out and finds that he can't, and his rifle is nowhere to be found. ...At least his sunglasses and beret are still in place. He grumbles to himself and looks around before ducking under an umbrella. He really doesn't want to be at a beach right now. Or any time, really. Maybe once he would have enjoyed it, but it's too sunny and cheerful here for his taste.]

[pimpcoat]

[Micheletto has spent most of his time here in the room he found for himself, wondering how he'd ever get out of here and back to Cesare. He wasn't prepared to see a beach inside what was supposed to be a place for learning, and he also wasn't expecting to step inside and have his clothing disappear. He looks shocked for several moments, apparently unable to process just what happened. He can't see his clothes anywhere. That... that isn't normal.]

[After a few moments of internal panic when he finds he can't leave this room of sorcery, he takes a few steps toward the beach and simply stands there, looking lost.]

[leanonstuff]

[Norman recognizes Micheletto even without all the strange ye olde clothing. In this unusual situation, the man manages to appear more intimidating in a swimsuit than fully dressed. That giant necklace is pretty damn silly.

Passing by toward a beach umbrella, suntan lotion bottle in hand, Norman gives Micheletto a short nod of acknowledgment. He isn't sure if he should stop to say anything since their initial meeting hadn't gone all that well.]

[mister_foppish]

[What's stylish, stripped, but oh so tastefully modest?~ This is exactly the kind of weather he appreciates while under a parasol beach umbrella in a lounge chair with a red wine spritzer. Which was exactly where a one Pegasus J. Crawford was at that very moment, looking fabulous as always as he sipped at his drink. The beach was a pleasant distraction in his opinion, and he was never short on preferring fun to boring school hallways. He should look behind strange doors more often!

So go ahead. Bother him if you please, at your leisure.]

[ivantheterrible]

[Ivan, dressed quite a bit less tastefully, approaches the strange purple-haired man.]

Well now, I didn't think I'd ever see one of those again. [Ivan curiously observes the very old-fashioned swimsuit Pegasus was wearing, one hand on his hip and the other stroking his chin thoughtfully as he wore a devious smirk.]

[redfiend]

[Dante casually pops in as he's still trying to figure his way around this place and--What happened? Why is he suddenly on a beach?

He turns, only to see there isn't any way out. He just happens to look down and notes he's wearing a leopard print speedo.

Oh wonderful. It's like this magical room instantly knows what he would choose just for laughs.

Not much else he can do besides grab a towel and enjoy the sun.

... Why is there even a beach here? What the heck is this place?]

[beforetherot]

[Caroline wanders over wearing a form fitting swimsuit. She gives him a quick look over.]

Not bad.