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Hanno was drowning himself in the pleasure of drinking fantasy sodas, shoveling an watermelon with a spoon and sometimes tasting a few snacks of the barbecue. Finally giving up in trying to interact with someone else, since it all seemed to fail horribly!

Until suddenly @Iván Carl appeared, asking for some barbecue in his own way. The Faerin blinked as he stood up from his beach chair. 'I see, someone's stomatch is growling... Craving for something to eat!' Hanno grinned. "Don't worry, it's also a hero's duty to save people from starving!" He said, confidently nodding at the hungry tinker man.

Raising his fork epically, he pulled out a huge plate. "You better have stomach for this!" Hanno said forking a big roasted corn from the grill, putting it on the plate. "This barbecue is made from a lot of things-" He shoved a large roasted green pepper with onions o the plate. "Friendship-!" Then, he forked three sausages that were boiling with fat. "Love-!" Grinning, he placed a huge piece of tempered boar ribs on the plate. "HEROISM-!" And finally, forking the biggest bull steak that had on the grill, he shoved it on the plate... The godlike barbecue meal was set up. "AND OF COURSE, GLUTTONY!"

The Faerin proudly announced the giant and epic food, handing it to Ivan, whoose grumbling stomach would probably gladly devour everything that this barbecue had to offer.

Ghast just stared intently from the background, sneakly stealing some random steak that fell on the sand, by stretching out a pierceful tongue from it's tentacles that slowly pulled the meat inside of it. It's eyes showed some pleasure expression, as it waved and wiggled it's tentacles in a very happy way.

 

@Sean Poteitoku

Kepler nodded approvingly as she listened to her pupil of five whole minutes. They were already back to being peers.

"Oyo~? A magic bag? That sounds interesting, like, if you ever get your hands on one, let me check it out okay~?"

As for the second thing...

"Hmmmm~"

Kepler thought it over.

"Well~ I don't think you have Aeromancy~~~ but maybe you could ask our commander for some tips. I think her infamous broomstick operates on a pretty similar principle. Just.... don't go leaping before you look into any more trees okay~? If you ever need help on the project just swing by the lab~ It sounds like a good time~"

Hearing Hanno announce that the next course was served Kepler rose with a smile.

"Hm~hm~It's not everyday that we get treated to a free banquet, I don't know about you, but I think I'm going to take every advantage~~<3~! Ready to head back~? Grab your emmy cola, and let's hop to~!"

Taking her glass, Kepler headed back to the party where she passed by Hanno the chef in residence. @Hanno Futaba

"Hay~Hay~ Ghanny, so Hanno~ What'd you make~? I'm gonna go check it out before BP devours it all~muhuhu~ I'll even give you my review later, okay~? Thanks for lunch~!"

Waving, Kepler happily drifted toward the banquet.

 

A new challenger approaches!

Madison caustically casually turned to see @Janet Reilly walk up to her, an uneasy but knowing smile on her face, her eyes obscured by the shadows of her hat while they flickered between Luna, Maddy herself, and the bottle of wine she held.

Ah, of course.

The plagueslinger recognized that look on the girl's face. It was the look of an accomplished and seasoned alcoholic, one who was ready to commence with the consumption of any drink put in front of them. She knew it all to well, being one herself both in the game and the real world. So while Janet looked young in the game, Madison already began to suspect that she wasn't going to be breaking any real or virtual laws by sharing.

"Rated-R, was it," she asked with the friendliest smile she could muster. The druidess ducked into her inventory and produced another glass and poured a drink for Janet while she complimented the nicknames Majolica picked out for herself and Luna.

"Thanks," she said nonchalantly. Briar was a hell of a lot better than Goblin Bandit Gardener, she had to admit.

On the subject of the wine, Madison loosened up a bit. "It's a citrus blend. Mostly oranges, with a bit of lemon and lime in it. Handful of spices I don't remember off the top of my head. Brew it myself whenever I've got the time." She handed the glass to Janet. "Enjoy!"

Madison eyeballed the rest of the Witch Ops to see what they were up to. Nobody was doing anything really interesting, except for Hanno. The smol was running around the grill, cooking something that smelled good but she already knew she wasn't going to eat. Gotta' watch that waistline when in the company of people who are that obsessed with food, after all.

The witch was about to ask Janet about her own studies in Nature Magic when the brunette instead went off about Ivan, and her deep-rooted desire to get revenge on him for constantly scaring the bejeezus out of her.

"Not sure how you think any of us are reasonable if we're here in the first place," Madison half-joked.

To further drive her point home, that's when Hanno screamed about GLUTTONY!! and raised a plate of food high above his head. Maddy imagined that the Legend of Zelda chest open jingle was playing in his little blue noggin.

I'm going to watch these children die through no fault of my own one day, the druidess despaired as she forced herself to look at Janet again. She offered the brunette a soft rolling shrug of her shoulders. "Sure, I don't have anything better to do right now."

 

Still poking the barbecue steaks, the Faerin grinned brightly. "This will be great~!" His moods were much better now that he was actually doing something. And not feeling all that meat was enough, Hanno chopped and filled the grill with even more steaks.

After doing that, he walked back to his backpack and pulled a huge bowl of fruits, placing them close to his gargantuan shield, before a familar and friendly voice called him.

Looking back, he smiled brightly seeing @Kepler. "Heya Kepler!" The Faerin greeted in high spirits and Ghast waved one of it's tentacles happily at the tinker girl. 'It seems she was able to free herself from my small prank.' Hanno thought, looking at the happy-go-lucky friend.

"I'm waiting for that review, huh! You better not forget." He grinned, and then frowned with a scold expression. "And if you sleep again, make sure to not sleep close to the water again! It's dangerous." The Faerin nodded. And seeing the girl walking away, he gave a warm smile.

'Well, at least she's having fun.' He turned to see the enormous fruit bowl. 'Now, time to make some salad!'

Hanno pulled out two cleavers, striking a pose. "Come on Ghast, let's do it!" The Faerin gave the order, poiting a cleave at the shield.

Nodding with a tentacle, the gargantuan shield began throwing the fruits of the bowl toward Hanno. "HAH!" He striked a battle stance, and started to chop and peel the fruits being thrown at him... The sliced and peeled fruits simply fell in another empty bowl that slowly filled with the fruit slices.

In a matter of seconds, two big bowls of fruit salad were served.

Hidden: Fruit Salad

Hanno placed smaller bowls on a table, to anyone go and grab some of the food. His gastronomy masterpiece for their beach event was almost done!

He rubbed a hand on his chin, figuring out what to do next. 'Barbecue, fruit salad... Drinks we already have a lot and there are also ice creams.' Pondering for a while, Hanno finally nodded and came to a conclusion.

'I will just keep doing this for now. When it gets darker I will switch to something more relaxing.'

 

After finishing her actually-normal gelato (Keplato?) and considerable (questionable) portion of the barbecue, resulting in her being eyed everytime she came back to grab some more meat, Corvella ran out of things to do and went to throw beach ball at everyone's head, particularly at @Grand Witch Majolica's, before bursting to her own brand of hehehe laughter and to avoid beach ball retaliation. She couldn't think much of a beach, so beach ball is all she brought. But everyone else seemed prepared, too prepared even. First, there's gelato machine, then a barbecue, then a fruit salad? She absolutely must grab one bowl of it.

"Ooh, Hanno. You're so good at making these kind of things!" She praised the faerin @Hanno Futaba, who hasn't shown the end of his set of talents yet. "Don't let Ivan drag you to that Curry House of his." Corvella joked, grabbing a bowl of fruid salad for herself to enjoy. Mm, so fresh, perfect for the sunny environment of the beach. She tasted the various fruit slices mixed together, standing beside the table for the chance to refill the bowl. Number one motto, never say never to free food.

They've played in the beach for quite a while, and there's no other people besides the Witch Ops members. This beach definitely isn't a private beach, and no way Majo reserved it for today for Witch Ops alone. Hope that this isn't illegal. But hey, sometimes it's fun because it's illegal.

"It's sad that we couldn't take pictures here in this world. View like this is very rare nowadays." There's more of simply it. Corvella never had this many people to hangout with out there, let alone playing in the beach with friends. She wished that she could capture it all, not only the view, but also the memory.

"I suppose one of these Witch Frogs present is the one charged with doing the paintings?" Corvella smirked to Majolica.

 

"Oyo~? Did you wanna borrow my camera Ms. Titan~?"

Kepler responded to @Corvella 's outward musing while she covered her mouth with her hand and chewed. Swallowing, Kepler held out her hand as she waved another in the air----Sure enough, something like a Polaroid camera appeared from Kepler's inventory...

"It's pretty easy if you wanna play with it~ just point and shoot~"

Kepler nodded as she quickly became distracted by the next serving...

"If you're interested I'd love to hear your feedback on how it wor----WAIT~~~! LIKE~SAVE SOME FOR ME JEEZ~~~!"

Kepler shouted at nobody in particular. The fruit salad had already suffered several critical appe-strikes. If she didn't hurry it'd be dead on arrival...

 

Hehehehe! So far this seems like it's been a huge success so far! Everyone looks like they're having fun and chatting! But things are starting to calm down more... I guess I'll just get the party started even more! Hehehehe, it seems like everyone has had their food, so now it's game time! Hehehehehe.

Majolica eyed the fruit salad and found her self at an impasse.

Hehehehe, is it fun sweet stuff? Or yucky salad? Hehehehe, should I try it? I don't know if, hehe, it might be bad for me. Witch's get sick if they eat healthy after all!

Majolica eyed the fruit salad and found her self at an impasse. On one hand, she enjoyed fruit, especially when drizzled with syrup or covered in sugar. On the other, she didn't like salad. But now here was fruit salad, which was both fruit and salad. Though it looked tasty, Majolica opted out choosing not to risk it. It probably wasn't sweet enough anyway, the Grand Witch thought to herself and she stared at the bowl with the same intensity as she would a snake rearing its head to bite.

Hehehehe, I'll play it safe this time.

As she stared, Majolica heard a voice call out to her. Looking to the side, she saw it was Corvella. Majolica looked towards @Corvella with an excited smile.

"Painting! Hehehe, good idea! But let's do that at sunset! I want it to look good that way I can hang it on my cottage! Hehehehehe!"

Majolica looked around, it seemed like things were getting lazy. It was good to relax, but it was still day light, which meant plenty of time for games. Turning back to Corvella, Majolica spoke up.

"First though, it's game time!"

Majolica turned to the other Witch Ops members and called out to everyone.

"Hehehehe, it looks like everyone's gotten something to eat and drink now! Hehe, good! Now it's game time!"

Two Witch Frogs nodded at each other and began setting up watermelons.

"Hehe, the game is simple! All you have to do is hit the watermelon and split it in half! We have a lot of watermelons, hehehe, so don't worry about wasting them! The last person to split their watermelon is the loser and Goblin for the day!! Hehehe, and the Goblin For the Day has to do things the winners say! Hehehe, like refill their juice or bring extra napkins, hehe or do ten push-ups! Anyone who does a perfect slice down the middle gets a special prize! Hehehehe, now who's ready to play! I'll go first!"

Hidden: YER SPLITTIN' ME MELONS!

The Game-

Roll 1d10
50 is a perfect slice down the middle.
40-60 hits the watermelon. Anything outside is a miss.

After the first slice there will be a winner and loser bracket.
Hitting the watermelon = Winner bracket.
Missing = loser bracket.

Winning bracket - each round the person furthest from 50 well be disqualified until one person is left.

Losing bracket- Each round the person closest to 50 is removed and labeled safe. The last person left standing becomes Goblin for the Day

I'll be keeping track. :)))))

As the frogs finished setting up watermelon, another frog handed Majolica a blindfold and a wooden stick.

"Hehehehe, now everyone! Watch as your commander decimates this melon with the power and fury of a Grand Witch! Hehehehe!"

Blind folding her eyes, Majolica held the stick out in front of her and began to concentrate. The frogs spun her around three times, then let her go. Walking with purpose and determination, Majolica stepped forward to where she thought the watermelon was. When she felt she was in the correct position, she raised the stick over her head.

"Hehehehe, now fall watermelon! Fall before the might of a Grand Witch!"

Majolica swung down powerfully.

Thrown die:

86

@Corvella @Haru @Hanno Futaba @Madison Freebird @Kepler @Janet Reilly @Rias @Luna Avalbane @Bradwynne @Sean Poteitoku @Iván Carl

 

Goblin for a day?

Madison's mouth twitched. And she had just gotten the title dismissed after a long and laborious ritual performed by the Grand Witch herself not too long ago. She'd be damned if the yladian slapped it back on her.

"Destroy a melon. I can do that." She handed off her drink to Janet to keep safe and sand-free while she played the stupid little game.

As she took a step towards the pile of melons, she whipped around and pointed at Rated-R. "Don't drink any of that. I backwash." She hoped the warning, when mixed with the fact that she was a known plague witch, would keep the brunette from testing her luck.

And for the record--yes, she does. The monster.

Madison cracked her neck and rotated her right wrist, freeing up any kinks that might be in her muscles as she approached the watermelons. She reached into the aether and began tugging on one of the many threads of emerald green earth energy that flowed through the ground.

A cluster of vines erupted from the sand at her feet and snaked through the air, deftly picking up one of the melons and curling around it. The druidess took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and clenched her fist--

Thrown die:

44

--Pop!!

Madison opened her eyes to find the dripping husk of an exploded watermelon hovering in the air, held aloft by her vines. With a wave, she dismissed the plant matter back into the sand dunes and turned to face Majolica.

"This is my house," she whispered softly, tapping her chest with her pointer and middle fingers.

 

Majolica's swing didn't connect as much as she hoped. Majolica undid her blindfold to find that the melon was perfectly in tact. She had overshot, but what's that old addage? Shoot for the moon and even if you overshoot, you'll land amongst the stars? That's probably what happened to Majolica. She was a star now.

With a 'hmph' type of face, Majolica faced Madison.

"Hehe, don't waste all of your life's luck on a little game. I only overshot because I'm so powerful it's hard to control sometimes! Hehehe!"

Turning away, Majolica looked at the rest of the group.

"Hehehe, okay! Who's next! Don't forget I've set up a prize system! Hehehe!"

 

Letting go of the grills, he handed the fork to his shield. "Ghast, take care of the grill now, don't let the barbecue burn, okay?" Hanno requested to his loyal buddy, that wiggled it's tentacle affirmatively while poking the meat with the fork.

Of course the sight of an enormous shield doing barbecue was something weird and Hanno knew that, but he just couldn't ignore a challenge.

"Nice hit, Freebird!-" He grinned at @Madison Freebird, grabbing a stick that looked blunt enough to be used to hit... After blind folding himself, the Faerin twirled three times- stopping suddenly after that.

He took a few steps, trying to calculate where the melon was... After considering he was in a good spot, Hanno raised the stick. "If someone is in front of me- Step aside!" The Faerin warned, to make sure there were no accidents.

Giving about five seconds to anyone move away, he swinged the stick to give a powerful strike-

Thrown die:

36

After hitting- Hanno would remove his blind fold to see the result...

 

Janet hadn’t even had time to properly plan her “practical joke” on Iván (or to enjoy the citrus wine she’d been given) before the watermelon-splitting contest began. She didn’t quite understand the symbolism behind it, but something about watermelon seemed like just the right amount of cool and refreshing for a hot day at the beach. It was also a healthier lunch option!

…If they got to eat it at all. The first successful melon-demolition involved it being ripped viciously apart with vines, which would have been grotesque if it hadn’t just been a watermelon. Janet’s hand flew to her mouth for a moment before she recovered, taking a casual sip of her (not Madison's) wine. I wish vines weren’t so difficult for me, she thought. Her only real contribution on the creeper front had ever been blackberries, which were more of a passive threat than an animated one. Even Haru had only taught her to grow tough vines for binding others (or protecting oneself, as Janet had adapted them).

Should she ask “Briar” for a few tips? Ew, but I don’t want to do that to... to anything real! Like a person. She decided to let it be—she was happy on the sidelines, drinking her wine and growing her broccoli.

When Majolica called for the next contender there seemed to be some hesitation. After Madison’s triumphant victory, maybe people were intimidated. Or maybe they all just still had full plates of food from Hanno’s buffet, which seemed more likely. Janet glanced around helplessly, realizing she was one of the few people who only had a drink (no keplato or shish kebabs).

As one of the original Witch Ops members, Janet had a responsibility to set a good example! The brunette approached @Madison Freebird and handed back her wine (which she’d carefully not sipped). “Very impressive,” she commented. She did not put down her own, just walked to the watermelon and looked it over with wine still in hand.

“We just try to split it? Do I need a—oh,” Janet bent down a little for a Witch Frog to tie a blindfold over her eyes. She wasn’t sure if that was actually part of the rules or not, but Majolica had done it and Janet was only participating to quote “set a good example.” Also to stall on how to get back at Iván.

She stretched out her hand flat (like the karate chop she’d seen people do when they were breaking stacks of bricks) and brought it down like the blade of an axe. It was more than enough force, but Janet's hand slid off the polished rind of the melon and she stumbled, almost spilling her wine. "Oh no!" She quickly straightened up, pulling off her blindfold and retreating again with her beverage.

Thrown die:

65

 

Sean downed some more of his Ember Cola. It was delicious. Carrying the seltzer body to his side, he decided to join the group once again. He had to make the most of his new life.

Sean walked to the group, putting down the seltzer bottle. It seemed there was a melon splitting competition. Sean's face lit up. "Melon splitting? I'm in!" He ran over to his bag. It had been half-covered by sand, but still visible. He searched around in the bag for a while, trying to find something. He eventually pulled out a shortsword. It was his trusty shortsword, the extension of his body he fought all his battles with. Don't let me down... He slowly walked to the melon, motioning for everybody to stand back and putting on the blindfold. "Super cool melon cut technique!" He yelled, slashing at the melon...

Thrown die:

64

...and barely missed it. He took the blindfold off and stared at his sword for a bit before his eyes began to tear up. WHY DID I MISS THAT? Definitely the sorest of losers.

 

Rias was caught off guard when she was suddenly grabbed and introduced by the Witch to everyone in the beach however rather happy at the same time when she heared @Grand Witch Majolica words and characteristics that she gave the archer. With a smile she awkwardly greeted using her free hand and nodded at everyone before she froze in her spot to what Majolica said. Grounded?! Eh-?! Her eyes landed at the Witch scared giving her a secure look, those words sound so scary coming from her...
"Gotcha...haha~" her tone dancing weirdly as she phrased those words and quickly looked away glad that someone else approached her.

First @Hanno Futaba, who gladly tasted the watermelon she brought! Something about that boy was very adorable and Rias watched him eat the fruit with admiration. Then @Kepler, kind enough to give her a short tour around the dishes she made for everyone...they honestly all looked so delicious that a drop was hanging from her lips. "Eh...I am sure that the map was very clear and anyone could have been able to read it...so please don't thank me."

"Hmm?" Her attention turned to @Madison Freebird as she walked closer to the newcomer and suggested some drinks. "Oh! I'll take the juice...don't really like drinking in the sun. Even more of a headache, hahah..." Rias would look around for a little bit to get a cherry flavoured juice and raise it at the direction of the girl as a 'cheers' motion before offering her some watermelon. "Then please try these...very refreshing!"

@Janet Reilly! Ah...she was actually really happy to see her! "H-Hello! I'm in...whatever the plan is!" Was all she said before coming closer to the female to listen to her plan or anything she was up to do. Rias didn't have anything against Iván of course but she knew all this was just friendly pranks so why not join in?!

The watermelon game soon started and she watched everyone smash the fruit like there is no tomorrow, she even felt bad for it but the game looked fun. Especially the rules, she didn't want to be anyones slave for the day though...! So without further ado she went for her shot and hoped for the best!

Thrown die:

92

(OOC. I rolled a d100 because I couldn't do the 1d10, if that makes any difference)

 

Iván did not listen to anything @Hanno Futaba had said, his full attention on his mouth-watering barbecue. As soon as he could, he started eating what he could, if not everything. Just as I suspect... This... I need to steal this recipe. The food was great! The food was delicious! The food was...not enough. He had to have more. Again, he walked towards Hanno but this time with an empty plate, a plate that had been filled before but no longer. Iván was going to eat more of his delicious barbecue. He must, he must, he must.

He narrowed his eyes when @Corvella mentioned something about dragging Hanno to the Curry House. Hmm... Almost immediately, the gears in his head started to turn, giving him all sorts of ideas about the suggestion. That...is actually a much better idea. I'm not even good with stealing things. Heh. Iván put on a wide grin and a hand on Hanno's shoulder, as if they were close and friends or something like that. "Speaking of dragging things and trapping them in basements, how would you like to join the prestigious staff at the esteemed Curry House, my good sir. This barbecue recipe of yours show great promise. I could easily see you become one of our most respectable staff member. What say you, Sean?"

"Oooh, a watermelon game thing," Iván thrust his plate to Hanno, eyes on the Grand Witch and her melons. "Hold my plate, but eat nothing from it or you will fall into a curse, a time curse, where you get dragged into a timeline paradox doohickey that'll trap you for all eternity, mwahaha! But seriously, don't eat my barbecue, man. I won't take long. Get it? Because... CHRONOMANCY!!!" Iván then whipped out his trusty hammer and struck one of them melons with it.

Thrown die:

60

 

A camera? And it looked really identical to the real-world ones too! Did Kepler invent this on her own? "Uh, yeah! I'll try to get pictures of everyone!" She then rolled out for some documentary operation, with the people's concern, of course. Corvella doesn't want to be that one creepy person that keeps photographing people in their swimsuit without their permission.

And she's right on time for the next game! Watermelon splitting! Can't wait to get a picture of someone accidentally splitting another person's head. Wait, what the hell was her thinking? Of course, photographing people's failure and their funny expressions as they try to split the watermelon blindfolded is a win for herself. The bad thing? As she's the one holding the camera, there's practically no picture of herself. Poor Corvella.

Next was her turn for the game! As a witch frog passed her the blindfold and the weapon to split the watermelon with, she refused the stick. "I don't need the stick." Putting the blindfold on her eyes and tying it tight, she made sure there's no people on the danger zone around her, before she quickly turned into the black and blue nightmare, unleashing a monstrous laugh that was too exaggerated for a watermelon splitting game. In that berserking form, Corvella swung a karate chop into a poor watermelon, that will more likely cause it to explode than slicing it in the middle.

Thrown die:

12

Spoiler alert : It exploded on everyone' faces. No mercy.