Bodies in the sand, tropical drink melting in your hand. ( video/action )

[soupcansam]

[ When Shawn's video starts, he's in a light blue button-down shirt, khaki shorts, and he's barefoot. He also has some kind of beverage in a hurricane glass with a pineapple slice on the rim. There's also a pink umbrella. ]

Dear Wonderland! I also have a proclamation. Mark me! I will make this the best summer you've ever had - events and new queens aside - by giving you a new outdoor experience. I may have seemed scarce over the past few weeks. You may have also noticed what looked like a casual debris pile by the beach. That was just me, hauling parts from the closets to the sand and it was very grueling, exhausting, manual labor that I never want to repeat again.

[ Most of the parts were already put together if they fit through the closet doors, but a lot of it? Well, maybe he's glad his dad used to force him to build things as a kid. No one tell his dad that Shawn thought that. Briefly. ]

Please behold, the fruits of my labor: The floating bar!

[ He zooms out - and now it's apparent he's using the world's longest selfie stick as he holds it away from him - before speaking again. It looks pretty much like the photo, only the flag is just a picture of a margarita. ]

Yes, that is also a giant slide to fling yourself into the ocean. We're close enough to the sand that you can swim up, far away enough that if you like one-minute boat rides, you can sail to the dock. Two things:

One, I need someone to help run the place. I plan to live here from now through whenever it turns colder in Wonderland, but I still need two or three people to serve drinks. Let the people relax, no need in forcing peace seekers to do everything themselves.

Second thing: I open at noon and close at two in the morning. But you may or may not catch a glimpse of my bed head at noon. Don't judge me.

[ As he pulls the selfie stick back in, yes, it's apparent how Shawn will sleep - in a hammock. ]

This is exactly how I've always wanted to spend my summers, so come on out, relax, don't worry about our crazy day yesterday, and bring your bikinis. Or swim trunks. Both if you like it like that? No nudity, please.

[ He ends the video and now all he has to do is wait, Kokomo coming from the speakers and filtering up toward the beach.

ooc: Please treat as gathering! Mingle and have fun. ]

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[mucked]

[ forget the regime changes. this might actually be one of the stranger things she's witnessed in a while. and perhaps she should be polite, hold her tongue, leave the man in peace with his spectacle.

but no. ]

Rather a lot of fuss for a drink, isn't it?

[ both the pink umbrella and the floating bar. ]

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[soupcansam]

Uhhhhh have you ever just had a day of fun ever in your life?

[ Wow, what a spoil sport. ]

Shawn - OTA

[soupcansam]

[ He's so stereotypical it hurts. A rag is over his shoulder, a toothpick is in his mouth, and in between pouring drinks he wipes down the bartop. When are people going to start using him as their therapist, that's what he wants to know. He's ready to be their Moe from the Simpsons or Sam Malone. He's waiting. Everyone, please, tell your sob stories. He's ready. And yes, he is wearing a flower print apron. ]

Is this okay?

[shslliar]

[It's a boat with a slide on it near the beach! Kokichi could get behind that! There was just one problem: Kokichi is 16 and looks a bit younger.

Luckily, Wonderland is full of freaks and weirdos, so lying his way onto the boat is much easier. Plus, he wouldn't have to make a fake ID. Hopefully.

So here he is, chilling at the bar, rocking the stereotypical yacht-captian-hat-with-sunglasses look with an unbuttoned luau shirt and swim trunks. First thing he does is attempt to order a non-alcoholic drink without making it too obvious he's an actual minor.]

Hey, pal. Where's the drink menu around here?

[talesuntold]

Maggie has very clearly swum out to the boat. She perches on a bar stool despite the fact that she's dripping wet, wringing out her braid as she sits. "Nice apron, Shawn."

She isn't positive she wants to volunteer for a bartending job, but while she's here... "Suggestion: Freeze sweet wine in ice cube trays, throw them in the blender, and serve wine slush. I'm partial to red, but white works too."

[justella]

[ Ella eventually makes it to the bar, her is husband on his eighth turn down the slide, and she slips away to get a drink and say hi to Shawn. ]

When we talked about a bar at the beach I did not expect this. I'm impressed.

[insincerecharm]

Becks came to the new floating bar as Maggie's plus one, but they're both social creatures and not the sort to need a crutch of any kind in a place like this. So, she finds herself wandering up to the bar and leans a hip against it. "You're the owner of the place, right?"

Rip Hunter | OTA | Wednesday

[directed]

[What does every raucous floating boat bar need? A dark cloud of British-accented doom and gloom, clearly. Rip shows up early on Wednesday, spurned by a broadcast he’s long dreaded seeing now come to pass. No, it’s got nothing to do with the Queens or that ruddy chess game; rather, it’s the arrival of one Steve Rogers that has him abandoning one metaphorical ship for another. Not sober though; oh no. The bar doesn’t open until noon, you see, and Rip’s already gone through a bottle of rum by then.

He’s got experience in getting drunk. Knows what it takes.

Fortunately, he’s also a captain. A timeship may not be a boat, yet he manages to navigate something smaller to the something larger all the same. Thus, while most have arrived with swimsuits and trunks as requested, taking advantage of both the sun and the ocean around them? He’s claimed a corner in the shadows, wearing a long brown duster because really, Rip isn’t at all looking to have a good time.

Rather, once he’s done tapping out a message of his own to the network—anonymously, secretly—he’ll hail down whoever is behind the bar for more rum. His drink of choice, one he can swallow without considering at all how someone else hates its sweetness.

There he’ll sit. There he’ll drink, until someone convinces him otherwise. He’s got nowhere to be that night, after all. Peggy’s already messaged him saying she can’t make it. Don’t wait up.

I’m sorry.

Him too.]

[stickingplaces]

[Ah, shadowy corners. The refuge of spiders the world over. This particular spider-kid is hiding from the happy umbrella guy. Keeping a low profile. Right now he's crouched behind a table and its chairs one-over from the sad Notting Hill dude. And as for why, it doesn't take long for Peter to take advantage of the experience and wisdom that this British captain radiates, almost as thickly as the gloom.]

Hey, hey guy. What's the drinking age in Wonderland - d'you know?

[He'd heard the Queens are big on rules.]

[soupcansam]

[ This must be the saddest man in all of Wonderland - Real and Mirror alike. Wow. He's looks like the human embodiment of Eyore. He looks like how Ferris Bueller's teacher sounds. He's like if the Grinch found his heart and then stomped on it after he'd accepted all that love.

Clearly, he needs a bartender therapist. A barist, if you will. Tenderist? The name is a work in progress.

Sliding another drink toward him, Shawn cleans the bar, looks out into the distance in front of Rip for a second, then looks at him, all sympathy and advice, ready to go. ]

Something seems like it's troubling you, friend.

[shrinkage]

Oh hey Rip! Didn't expect you out here!

[ so loud. so incredibly obnoxious. ray palmer clomps his way to rip's sadman corner, plops a tray of the greasiest chips in wonderland in front of rip and deftly swaps his current drink for a nice tall glass of water. ray then drops into the seat across from his drunken mess of a captain and proceeds to lean over to try and get a glance at rip's device. ]

Whatcha doin'?

[ also he's gonna drink the rest of that rum. yuck. ]

[morethan084]

[Daisy took advantage of someone offering a quick boat road over to the dock, because she really didn’t feel like swimming right now. Another idea had been to use her power to ‘jump’ there, but the force of her landing would probably make drinks go flying. It’s later in the evening and there’s still quite a few people out, but since she knew what this guy looked like, it wasn’t pretty easy to spot him.

She still didn’t know his name.]

Hey.

[Daisy moves to take a seat next to him at his corner of the bar. It’s hard not to notice just how sad he looks, but she won’t bring it up. Not yet anyway.]

What are you drinking?

closed to Ella

[henrydaniel]

[ As soon as he'd heard 'floating bar' 'fling yourself into the ocean' Henry was game. He'd practically begged his wife to go with him, but then he'd seen her in the bikini she was wearing and....

...It's a good hour before they finally make it to the beach. He's in blue swim trunks and rubs sunscreen on Ella's back and shoulders, kissing her neck when he's done. ]

Swim race to the boat?

[ He asks that with a grin, arms around her waist, and they're not...going to get that far if he's holding onto her this way, but he doesn't really care. ]

[justella]

[ Its not like he had to beg her particularly hard, she was also game as soon as she heard ocean, and bar. The ocean wasn't something she came across a lot between where they lived in the Enchanted Forest and in Seattle. It wasn't her fault the closet gave her a bikini that small...

She laughs at his grin, leaning back to kiss him. Its nice to see him this happy and carefree, its been too long, between the curse and Drizella and Gothel. They deserve this. ]

Babe, if you actually want to race you're going to have to let me go. Or else I call cheating and I win.

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[powerofmabel]

[SHARP INTAKE OF BREATH]

You're my favorite.

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[soupcansam]

Well, I definitely like getting that badge of honor!

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[like247]

So are you going to like being a totally lame grown up and tell anyone under like twenty-one they're not welcome? Are we really getting into adult things and kid things around here?

[Come on, Dude, don't be that guy.]

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[soupcansam]

C'mon, you wanna fling yourself off the slide, you come fling yourself off that slide.

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[wildwest]

You, friend, are doin' the lord's work.

[ aka he approves 👍 ]

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[soupcansam]

I do believe the Lord would be proud of my floating drinks and a slide that launches people into the depths of the ocean.

[ He's serious. He did this for a reason and that reason was to make sure everyone here had something fun, something different. God knows everyone deserves it. ]

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[oneagainstall]

[Shaun you are a beautiful weirdo. ]

On one hand, you've made a bar away from the fuckin' mansion, where you ain't got as much noise and is on a large body of water.

On the other hand-

[He turns to look at his (missing) right arm. ]

Oh, shit. Never mind. It's good.

[Yep, he absolutely just made a cripple joke. ]

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[soupcansam]

Grendy!!

[ There is genuine happiness in his voice and on his face when Gren pops up on his feed. And that joke? Amazing, well executed, a++ ]

You gonna come down or what? Got a dinghy with your name on it, buddy, ready to go.

[ He's not going to tell a man with one arm to swim, but if he wants to, Shawn also will not stop him or try to talk him out of it. ]

Maggie | Open

[talesuntold]

Maggie laughs when she sees Shawn's post, and the thing is, she's from a world where it was only safe to go outside if you had loads of security. Outdoors was where the zombies were. Might as well take advantage of Wonderland's low zombie population.

She puts her current horror novel in a waterproof bag before she swims out to the boat, where she can be found lounging and reading in between socializing. It isn't hard.to lure her over to the slide, or the bar, and Maggie is friendly.

"I'd never actually been in the ocean before," she remarks at some point during the day to whoever happens to be nearby.

For Becks, before heading out

[talesuntold]

Of course she calls Becks. "There's a boat full of alcohol being served by Wonderland's other Shawn, for whom I once baked a pineapple upside down cake. I'm going swimming. You in?"

Then she pulls a bikini out of the closet, realizes she's added scars to her stomach this year, and throws it back to be replaced by a one piece. Much better.

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[bloodmagics]

[This is nothing like Hawke has ever seen before and it's amazing. There's juuuust one thing.]

This looks incredible, but I've got a question?

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[soupcansam]

[ This guy looks like he could use Shawn as a pool noodle. It's the most impressive thing he's ever seen in his life other than Grendel turning into a monster. ]

Go ahead, ask away.

drizella tremaine | ota

[emojis]

[ ... This is probably not where Drizella should be drinking, if she were completely honest with herself. For one, it is very loud and very public, and she's not in the mood to be happy and tropical with everything that has happened, but at the same time, it's very loud and very public, so while there is a chance that one of the people that hate her could show up and try to drown her ... there's also a chance that someone else would try and stop them long enough that she can swim away.

Or try.

This is still a terrible idea.

But Drizella also happens to be three mojitos past Zero Fucksville, so she's just going to keep going and drinking those minty minty drinks.]

This is a really good drink. I like all the bubbles.

[madehervows]

[If Regina stopped to think about it for a moment, she might find it weird that almost every confrontation in her life has been incredibly public. Instead, after weeks of planning and putting together the best way to make Drizella suffer, she's continuing the cycle.

Oh well.

She slides into the seat besides Drizella, hands clasped in front of her. There's nothing sinister going on here, she's just a woman talking to an acquaintance.]

Hello, Drizella.