thespherelogs | May Log

Who: Everyone!
Where: Anywhere
What: May mod log!
When: The First two weeks of May.
Warnings: Use your best discretion.

May Open log

First of May, First of May

So apparently the open festive mood on the locals hasn’t stopped so May opens with a tradition that happens within it. It’s May Day, or Beltane if you’re feeling formal and it doesn’t just last for the day. Instead it lasts for two weeks, because why do in one day what you can party for multiple days over?

There are the traditional May Day things of course. There’s the May pole stretching upwards with its brightly colored ribbons welcoming people to do it either together or separately. The colors are explained of course, purple for a good year, pink for fertility, green for fiscal gain, blue for calmness. Each ribbon wrapped around the ancient poll is a wish, an old woman tells you. So you should take it seriously. But if you do is up to you.

Ringing outside of the giant circle in the recreation dome are large bonfires. People are writing down their wishes for the year and burning them into the universe. Some more… adventurous people are hopping over the fire in order to increase the effectiveness of the wishes. In case you were wondering, John is standing ready with a med kit and a judgmental look on her face.

There are small picnics set up around rather than tables, and spring foods are placed on it. Strawberries, oat cakes, chocolate, and things like real food are scattered on them, letting people pick and share the platters around them equally. Wine flows freely, of course. Wine made here in the Sphere that comes in a variety of fruited flavors.

Traditional things such as three legged races and general races are occurring, people grouping those with powers together in order to make it fair. Other games are happening. Including Max in the dunk tank for a few minutes, so you may wanna get that in.

There are of course things that are non-traditional as well. After all, this is the Sphere. A series of bouncy castles is set up, as is an inflatable obstacle course. One of the larger castles is even set aside for the adults because well, why not.

Several large ball pits are set up and people are bringing drinks to them. There’s no way that can go wrong. It’s adults only because sometimes everyone just needs a ball pit.

Fireworks happen every night. Or at least something that looks like fireworks, minus the fire and the noise. But they fill the sky above the Sphere, making it seem as if they are under a real sky.

painting the roses red.

After celebrating the spring in April, May brings with it the work of what spring actually entails. What it entails especially after the loss of the person in charge (rip Annie) is doing the sort of normal planting in the fields. There are people around to supervise and to hand out seeds and the other things that one needs to successfully plant fields and all of that.

There are other fields and vegetable patches to be weeded and harvested, because the agriculture dome tends to always be in a state of flux depending on how many people are currently living in the sphere at the time.

But it wouldn’t be a community event if food wasn’t provided, so there’s a sort of barbecue going on. It definitely smells like barbecue that’s for sure, and there are people tending long pits of things that look like meat but that definitely aren’t. Still it tastes like good old bbq and that’s really what matters isn’t it?

Of course it wouldn’t be bbq without beer, so there’s a lot of it. It’s free-flowing (a little too free-flowing actually) and some of the teenagers have gotten their hands on it. On way too much of it as a matter of fact. Which is why it seemed like a good idea to them to show up at the work picnic with squirt guns full of washable paint.

If it’s washable and non-toxic, one argues, then it’s not as if anyone can be really angry.

But honestly it’s a paint fight. Join in or be an innocent victim there are definitely squirt guns a plenty around.

Everyone loves bathtime, right?

Well, people requested baths, so the staff at the pools in the Rec dome have tried to accommodate them! While normally, the events at the pools go something like this: The largest of the three pools, and the light is constant and sunny here. 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. 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. There aren’t any kids though, so people are welcome to go nuts.

Bathing suits and towels are provided in the divided changing rooms. There’s frozen and fruity drinks flowing freely, along with finger food and snacks.

The Sphere has increased it towards bathing though, through the use of temporary means. 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’s 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.

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Tommy's response is welcome because it means that Gar can stop talking and that Tommy's not totally annoyed or...upset in any way. His leg shifts, bending his knee on one side of Tommy and it shifts the angle of their hips every so slightly. At the same time he raises his head to kiss Tommy.

His lips are parted, kissing Tommy with affection and perhaps a little more lust laced into it than their other kisses.

All this food, all this beautiful day, going to waist. How silly of them. But for good cause. Because he meets those lips with all the fire and desire given him. Been a while since he got off, he doesn't mind enjoying the flirting with it now

Is it going to waste if they're enjoying themselves? It's not as if the food and wine will go bad while they make out. Either way it didn't matter, this is worth it. Gar moans as Tommy returns the intensity. He doesn't think about the fact that he did it, doesn't even notice that he'd made the sound. He's just thoroughly enjoying Tommy's body over his and his mouth, his taste.

This is bad. This is worst. Tommy pulls back. This shouldn't happen. Not in public. Even if that would be hot.

"We've got to find closed doors for that later."

Gar exhales when Tommy pulls back, flushing a little when it hits him.

"Where? Neither of us live alone," he says, brushing his fingers up through Tommy's hair and he just wants to pull him into another kiss.

"Don't know. I'll figure it out. Bribe my uncle or something," Tommy answers. Because he can't take not touching Gar anymore. Can't take not pressing him down into a bed and fucking him until his whole body begs for Tommy.

"I hope that works. Because no way can we do it at my place."

Gar figures that's probably a more solid plan than trying to get Dick out of their place for any length of time. His hand caressed along the back of Tommy's head, to his neck.

"Please kiss me again," he murmurs and they should stop, they should drag themselves away from each other.

"I'll start convincing him soon. No, better. I'll ask Aunt Lorna. Ask her to lure him away for a night. Then we'll have a space for ourselves."

And it will be good. He'll be able to touch and strip Gar down and stroke. But for now he offers a quick peck on the lips before pulling away.

"I got you food. You're so going to eat it."

"Hopefully it doesn't take you too long," Gar exhales, thinking about anything he can to lower the heat that he's feeling and the urge to pull Tommy back on top of him. He does settle for the quick kiss.

"Fine fine," he smiles. "Thank you," he adds and reaches to grab another piece of fruit to throw in his mouth.

Tommy smiles and looks up at the sky, downing a grape.

"Gonna jump over a fire with you later. For luck."

Gar shifts closer so they're close enough that they brush each other with most movements. He just wants the contact.

"Yeah? You think it works?" he asks as he reaches for the wine to sip, glancing over at Tommy.

“I figure with my luck, it won’t hurt to try. Unless you get burnt.”

Which Tommy would never let happen.

"Not likely," Gar grins and he nudges the other before starting to eat again.

"I think we're doing a good job figuring this out."

Tommy chuckles as he starts into another bit of fruit, and once he's done with that, picks up some barbeque.

"I mean, we're trying. And I don't think I've crashed and burned yet. So there's points there."

"You definitely haven't, Tommy," Gar says seriously as he takes another drink, his eyes stay on Tommy most of the time. He just likes to watch him and not just because he's really hot or anything.

Tommy smiles and downs his own drink and shakes his head.

"You keep looking at me like I'm amazing. It makes me think I am.

“You are,” Gar grins and leans so his head rests on Tommy’s shoulder while he grazes and sips wine and enjoys the day.

“And you’re cute.”

Tommy laughs and shakes his head, and wraps an arm around Gar's waist, eyes closed. This? This is good. He thinks he gets it.

Gar leans into him more and he feels butterflies in his stomach as the other's arm wraps around him. He set down his wine and nuzzles his shoulder a little more. He could stay like this for a long while.

And they will. Surely they can. Just quiet talking and snacking and enjoying a day out together. A good date. Or Tommy hopes it will be.

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mind if we ftb here? We have so many things