thespherelogs | August Mingle Log

Who: Everyone
What: The open August log.
When: The month of August.
Where: All over.
Notes: Fireflies.

August Open Log

innnnnnnn summer

So, someone seems to have gotten the idea that summer has kicked into high gear. Or at least it would if there were seasons here other than the artificial ones. So the party this month definitely has a large summer bent to it! Instead of the main party being held in the merchant dome, which has another purpose right now, the party is being held in the Rec dome. More than that, it’s being held around the swimming area. The swimming area consists of three pools and smaller communal bathing areas. The large pool is Olympic sized, and is a sparkling blue. It’s fresh water, and probably clean enough to drink. I still wouldn’t drink it. The second pool is slightly smaller and more kidney shaped with a gradual sand mound at one end of it. This pool is salt water and looks a bit more like a beach than a pool.For those who are missing the actual sea, the pool is a wave one, the highest wave cresting at about four feet. The third pool is a kiddie pool, complete with a splash pad, that’s running. Buckets drop, it’s got one of those mushroom things, and sprinkler jets.

Set up between the pools is a brightly colored tent, and there’s massive grills going behind it. These are definitely the sort of grills that one uses to feed the sort of crowds that would be at old timey Church socials. Every sort of meat is being grilled or smoked on them that you can imagine, right down to an entire suckling pig on one end. Veggies and corn and potatoes in foil are at various stations, and locals are pleased to hand you some of whatever you want before directing you to the cold salads stations or to the long picnic tables covered in red and white checked tablecloths.

On a different long table is beverages of every sort: wine, beer, sangria, sweet tea, lemonade from ice-cold carafes. They’re being served in red solo cups, going along with the theme of this being a picnic. Strangely enough, there doesn’t seem to be any desserts anywhere. You’re gonna need to go elsewhere for that!

For those who didn’t bring a bathing suit or a towel (or a cover up if you’re feeling modest) they will be provided in the changing rooms along with flip-flops. The changing rooms also have volleyballs for the volleyball net, and an assortment of sand toys and beach balls for people to play with. There’s also various local bands playing music, and a temporary dance floor for people to jam on.

Additionally, the baths are still present! There’s a large bamboo building near it, and inside are various sets of hot and cool pools, sauna and steam pools, a masseuse and other spa treatments and the like. There are three options for these times. 1.Strictly bathing suits, 2, strictly mixed nudity/ bathing suits and 3. Strictly separated nudity. No one below the age of eighteen is getting naked in the baths, sorry kids.

ten million fireflies, i'm weird cause i hate goodbyes.

Someone, somewhere during the movie night said that they missed nature, so the Sphere has provided. As the “sun” in the rec dome starts to “set” people will notice something odd. Small, fluorescent bugs appear seemingly out of nowhere. It’s just one or two at first, but then they almost seem to fill the sky, creating an internal galaxy. The bugs are entirely harmless, and will land eagerly almost in cupped hands, and form crowns in people’s hair. They’re listless and practically tame, but will only be here for the night, so enjoy them before they disappear in the morning.

oh so the cake is not in fact a lie

Several weeks ago now, Carol and Alex got started talking about desserts and baking. Alex, being candian mentioned that the one thing other than coffee that she can cook is Nanaimo bars which are a no bake dessert. Carol ran with the idea and the two of them went to Max with the idea of having a no bake no sale. So, they opened it up and main street too is set with those red and white table cloths and picnic tables, and are strewn with lights and there are many many no bake desserts set out. Basically anything you can imagine is there, from Alex’s Nanaimo bars and Carol’s Chocolate drop cookies, to any varieties of cheesecake, mousse, tiramisu, pudding, rice krispy squares and so on. There’s also more beverages of every variety here in those red solo cups.

For those more health-conscious there’s also a variety of fruits and cheeses around. There’s also more music and a variety of card games. Of course betting is surely optional but no one’s really looking all that hard are they?

exploration: teeth and bones. (yes again)

After what had happened, there really is no putting back the seals on the doors to the places that were opened up, even though the council has tried with some of them. There are some doors that are deemed too dangerous to let anyone go inside of (lava and ghosts are not good things to let loose inside the Sphere, no matter how fun it would be at the time) but the door in the infirmary (in the morgue) needs to be open for practical purposes. Which may not be great for people who work in the infirmary, but there it is.

Once people drop through a hatched hole in the floor of the morgue, there’s tunnels extended out for several hundred yards, into the dark. If you have a flashlight, it’s clear to see that here and there the walls are etched with Latin, carved into the stone of the tunnels themselves in what looks more than a little bit like scratches rather than anything that resembles tool marks. The words are repeated at first, over and over: ”cave veniunt!" And "ossa et dentibus illius ruminandum!" Along with the repeated: “cave.”

The skeletons inside are supposed to have been all taken care of, but you can’t help the uneasy feeling that moves down your neck in the darkness, or the way that you can swear you can hear more than a little bit of a hiss of bone. There are things discarded here on the floor of the hallway, gathering more value with the deeper that you go, but is it worth being down here in the dark with the dead for that?

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"And you're the one who doesn't admit to doing so." Even with the comment, there's a smirk on her face. She knows when someone is pretending.

Woah, he looks half offended. Because the fact is that he's TOTALLY not missing Arthur. At all. Simple as that.

"Dude was just a dude. Don't miss him. Not friends."

"Of course." There's a small smirk being hidden. She knows he does. She knows very well what it's like to hide the hurt and the emotions you don't want to show.

He's a mess of emotions he doesn't want to acknowledge or even show. Emotions hurt. A lot. And he doesn't want to deal with them right now.

"But the place he's going back to. Your Earth... he happy there?"

She thinks about that. She'd thrust him into a position he didn't want, into a people he didn't want to be part of. Yet, because of that, he'd gained Atalanta back, safe and alive. Back home he'd have time to spend with her, with both her and his father. He'd rule well and be an unorthodox but just king.

"I'd like to think so." She glances down, frowning slightly. "There's much he still needs to learn, but he has family and friends to help guide him."

"Isn't that what friends and family are always for?" Tommy asks. Because he knows he intends to be that for his future bro-in-law and his brother. "I mean, one of my best friends is gonna be the emperor of an alien race some day, and so my bro is going to be his queen or whatever. And we're both going to be there to help him. So I'd hope Arthur has people like that too. But smarter."

Because damn if Tommy admits that he's a shitty person to act as a sounding board for, except he can think of all the possible bad outcomes of anything pretty easily. Lots of time to think.

"Atlantis isn't particularly fond of him." She looks down, frowning at having to admit the extreme prejudices of her own people. "But there are those that support him." Barely any, and she's here instead of there. It's a large chunk of his support just missing. "There's a lot more that he'll have to face than a typical king."

Yeah, he still gets that too. Because Teddy wasn't raised among either of his peoples. And they won't want the peace he knows they need. But he won't comment on it because he doesn't know the guy's situation.

"Then maybe he's the right guy to help Atlantis out? Like, places stagnate sometimes. Maybe he can mix things up."

"Arthur is undoubtedly the right man to be king. Of that, I have no doubt." The conviction in her voice is strong and unyielding. She stands behind the side she chose and stands behind the fact that the trident of Atlan chose him.

Well that earns a brief smile. Faith is amazing, and he gets it. He knows his future brother-in-law is the same. Doesn't know that the guy is chosen by a magical space sword. But life, man. It's weird.

"I hope you get to go home so you can keep him in line."

"Eventually. Until then I trust that queen Atlanta and Volko will do so for me." Both have a soft spot for Arthur, she does too, but, like her, she knows that they won't hesitate to stop him if he's doing something they can't approve of.

Atlanta. Wow talk about a weird name. But who is he to judge?

"Well then he can hold on until you're at his side. Tell him I say hi, okay?"

She can't help the small smile that crosses her face. "I will, once we're able to return."

"The sooner you can get back to him, the better probably. Arthur clearly could use someone to protect him."

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good wrap?