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OPEN — FOOD TRUCK RALLY

WHO: Everyone!
WHERE: Peach Beach and the Boardwalk
WHEN: April 12th, from 8:00 AM to 11:00 PM
WHAT: A food truck rally for all our hungry selves.
WARNINGS: Sunburns?? Maybe.

THE FOOD:
With so many trucks, stands and kiosks, there's more than enough food to cater to everyone's tastes. Tables and chairs have been set up around the boardwalk, complete with patio umbrellas to shield customers from the sun and an excellent view of the ocean. It doesn't matter if you're a customer, a vendor, a swimmer or even one of the musical acts — it's hard to deny it's a nice day outside. The sun is shining, the temperature is pleasant, and the smell of delicious food fills the air. Vendors selling other wares and stands for face painting have also been set up around the area, so there's plenty to spend your money on throughout the day.

And for those poor, responsible saps who won't be able to join until later in the day (be it because they decided not to skip school or had to work a shift early in the morning), don't worry. The festivities won't end until 11:00 PM. There's plenty of time to enjoy the scenery, the food, and the beach.

Hope the queues don't stress you out, however.

THE BEACH:
The beach itself is equipped with a handful of volleyball nets. Some volleyballs can be found in the general vicinity, but should all of them be in use (or, you know, super duper squished), you can always bring your own — or buy them from one of the more opportunistic vendors in the rally. Those who are interested in making use of the nets are more than free to team up and get down to business. You all might want to be careful, however, to avoid accidentally smacking a passerby in the head with a badly aimed volleyball.

Or... a well aimed volleyball. It's okay. Nobody will judge. Probably.

Move past the volleyball nets and the sand, though, and you'll reach the waters. Today's weather is nice enough that no one needs to worry about getting dragged away by the tide, but just in case? There's likely to be a lifeguard nearby. That, or a good Samaritan. So don your best swimsuit and have fun.

THE MUSIC:
A small stage has been set out for the DJ and the live musical acts to do their thing. Music will be playing throughout the whole day, offering a nice mix of the latest hits and... questionable musical choices between acts. Some of the trucks and stands are outfitted with placards and flyers announcing this year's lineup, and there seem to be four (4) familiar names among the list:

Ainsley Menodora
Jade Wolf
A Lyrical Assassination
Yin Longwei
Feel free to grab a friend (or a stranger) and dance along to the music. Maybe relax after your performance. Or, contemplate throwing the DJ's equipment into the ocean when he plays the same diddly darn song for the 20th time in a row. It's not even the full version. It's only a infinite loop of the same 43 seconds. Please make it stop.

(We did say to be patient with the DJ.)

THE RAFFLE:
At 5:00 PM, there will be an intermission in the music in order to announce the results of the raffle. The tumbler drum is wheeled to the stage, where it's given one last spin before tickets are removed from it one by one. The winners will be called as their tickets are drawn, an announcer asking them to climb up to the stage via microphone. There, they'll receive their prize and will thus be free to gloat — or grimace at what they've been given.

The results are the following:

Dave Strider - Coupon book with $500 in savings at participating fast food restaurants.
Penelope Raban - $50 giftcard
Ranko Kanzaki - Novelty sunglasses
Izuku Midoriya - Free dinner for six (6) at some ritzy restaurant.
Ilia Trevelyan - A few dozen gourmet cupcakes, courtesy of The Confectionary
Noah Campbell - A selection of the latest games ÉcarlateSoft has to offer.
James Barnes - Two tickets for an hour's time at the Deadeye Shooting range, donated by Elizabeth Wolf.
Augustine Sycamore - $30 giftcard to Amazon, donated by Penpoint Productions.
Don Maxwell - Coupon for free slice of pizza with choice of topping and a medium fountain drink, courtesy of the Pizza Port.
Roxy Strider - A selection of character plushies from CUBEnix's flagship game series.
Minako Arisato - A month of free Zumba lessons at Dance!!! Studio

Enjoy your prize! And be sure to haul ass, lest the announcer decide you're absent and call someone else.

BONUS:
As the last few live musical acts play and the festivities begin to wrap up, it seems like this year's Food Truck Rally has come to a peaceful end. Most vendors have started to pack up in order to call it a night — save for two. Anyone who has been hanging around the local soft serve ice cream and açai bowl trucks might have noticed the growing tension between their vendors. It all comes to a head when, at the end of the rally, they both hop into the driver's seat of their trucks, rev their engines, and begin to race each other down the beach.

It's all too predictable when, in an attempt to avoid a prop that hadn't been packed up yet, the ice cream truck swerves and drives right into the ocean. The splash is big enough to soak anyone who happens to be nearby, the truck being pulled into the waters moments later. There doesn't seem to be any chance of saving the poor, innocent truck.

Almost appropriately, it seems like the DJ has time for one last song.

The haunting melody plays as the ice cream truck slowly sinks into the ocean, its mascot cheery and bright as it's all swallowed up by the water. The driver dog paddles away (thank god), but this is not the end of the chaos. On the other side, the açai bowl truck's driver momentarily turns to jeer at his defeated enemy — only to crash into a peach tree the next second. Anyone on that side of the beach might want to get the heck out of the way, because it's literally about to start raining peaches.

Welcome to the Food Truck Rally, everyone! The OOC post for this can be found over here, and a thread for questions is here. Mingle, don't drown, and try not to get a sunburn while splurging on food. Or totally let your character get a sunburn, if that floats your boat. Either way, I hope you all have fun!

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[Alicia is a bit out of her element; she has a habit of being busy during the rally - things were wrapping up in production of At the End of a Song this time last year - so this is the first time in a while she's actually been down to roam. She's trying (and not having much luck) to control her intake, but there are so many things that look super good that she's kind of sampling a little of everything. While she eats she's wearing Ray-Bans, a loose T-shirt and denim shorts, her hair in a single tail behind her to keep it out of her way, having evidently dressed down in the spirit of the event; under it she's got a mildly conservative two-piece swimsuit, in a pale yellow that isn't too bright to look at. When she's walking around, she's also got something new: a parasol, white with yellow accents. Her things go into a small knapsack when not worn: a little threadbare, white with a single green embroidered clover on the side, just big enough to wear like a backpack but too small to hold a lot.]

[A | om nom nom]
[It is, of course, customary to start one's day at a food-related event by stuffing one's face. To that end, Alicia's hanging around the trucks, looking for things to try that she hasn't seen before. There are at least a few such items, and for the morning she can largely be found with something or other. Notably she's careful about the fried stuff and anything with too much ice cream. But even she has weaknesses. The occasional dopey smile from something tasty likely isn't helping. Ice cream will happen at least once.]

[B | sand and sun]
[Once she's had her fill - for the moment, at least - Alicia turns her attention to the beach and the entertainment. She saves the stage as a thought for later, instead preferring to just keep to herself and go for a little jaunt down the waterfront with the sand between her toes. It's relaxing, despite the crowds, and she's happy to greet anyone she knows as she goes by. Eventually she'll settle somewhere, a big, thin towel coming out to set down on the sand and her things being set there before she plops down herself, fishing for sunscreen because she doesn't trust her skin not to burn. That done, she can be found taking in the sunshine for a little while, occasionally with a book in hand and her parasol open and wedged into the sand just so. Admittedly, the towel is big enough to fit more than just her on purpose: if she sees someone she knows, she'll wave them over to join her - it's too nice a day to spend alone, right?

She'll hit the water at least once before the sun starts to set, proving athletic enough as she swims a distance out from shore and tries to keep herself out of trouble, and at some point she'll wander over to the volleyball nets, but largely she's just taking it easy today. She will make a point of keeping her distance from the DJ and music stage - while the local acts are decent enough, she wants nothing to do with hearing a certain sitcom theme for a tenth time.]

[C | a horrible mistake]
[At some point late in the afternoon, Alicia must have dozed off. It's the only explanation for why, some time after the sun has set, she comes back to herself a bit chilled and with the salty feeling of a day beachside on her skin. Her things are all still here, and her parasol has kept the sun off her face, but somehow she has a feeling that something is off still-?

That is answered for her as the titanic roar of two food trucks fills her awareness, and she slowly shakes off the sleepiness to find the ice cream truck barreling past her, having just swerved aside to avoid something that hadn't been cleared yet. It missed her cleanly without issue, but as it hits the water and sinks to its engine block, it kicks up a huge surge of water back in the direction it came from.

Which is where Alicia is drowsily watching the ocean come to meet her. At the last, she gets her parasol shifted just enough to keep her bag and book safe, a towel going over them as a last-second and barely-conscious thought, before the wave slams into her, the force of the water pushing her into the ground back-first, where it's a couple seconds before she lets out a pained groan.]

Ugh... that'll teach me to fall asleep. I was having a nice nap, too...

ALICIA~!

[Oh, will you ever escape this one particular bouncing ball of energy? Probably not.

Maya's in a pretty good mood regardless - the play was somehow successful enough even with running into every trip up it possibly could, and nothing TOO weird had occurred in the past day or so. Plus, her name finally went back to normal on the network! (Which meant that maybe now she could use it again rather than retracting herself in shame.)

Equally dressed for sun and fun, she slides up to where the actress is set up, waving hurriedly the whole time, as if Alicia probably didn't catch her from the initial exclamation or something.]

HI! Hey. What's up?

[She lets out a long breath. It really wasn't necessary to run that whole way, was it?]

[She won't, and that's quite all right with her. Alicia can understand why Maya would be upbeat enough; it's been a crazy last several weeks, and a crazy last ten days in particular, so things being relatively normal is a blessing. Sitting up enough to look over, she grins and waves in response, setting her book down.]

Hi, Maya! I thought I'd have a snack... or four... and then spend some time working on my tan. It's a good day for the beach, isn't it?

[...there is a suspicious crepe wrapper tucked under her bag, which is itself in easy view just behind her.]

[Maya's eyes peer behind Alicia, noticing the "suspicious" wrapper, and laughs.] Ah, so I see! [On the snacks, certainly. She'd have thought an actress would be more conscious about that sort of thing, but she could have the wrong idea, and it's not like she considers it bad.] But it's a great day, and it's nice to just kind of relax after ... things.

[Also hey her name finally cleared up on the stupid app, maybe she can use it again.

She straightens up, grinning.] I've just been going about sampling all the food trucks, or at least see what I can pry out of some of their recipes.

[You underestimate the power of martial arts training, Maya. It's a great boost for metabolism. And energy. And strength. And also beating people up in a pinch, but we don't talk about that.]

Mm, that was my idea. I feel like I haven't had a chance to relax this month. Not with, well... everything. If you're ready for a break, care to join me? And, ah - isn't that technically some kind of espionage? Stealing recipes for later abuse?

[She waves a finger in mock warning.]

How terrible, Maya. I can scarcely believe you'd do something like that. Not without sharing later, at least.

Awww, hey!

[She plops right down beside her at the prompting, not exactly needing much of an excuse.]

It's only espionage if I gave things to competitors! I just want to fill out my recipe book!

Until you make me something. Then I ask for the recipe, and everything's downhill from there until we're either in a jail cell for crimes against pastry chefs, or sitting atop the food truck world with a single cart that makes all the best things without the need for pesky things like "research".

[A stern look crosses her face for just a moment, before she sputters and laughs at her own ridiculousness.]

As if that'd be a problem. From what I understand, making adjustments to make something your own is half the fun, right?

...huh... [Maya's hand raises to her chin, as if seriously considering what Alicia's saying for a moment, before the other girl is laughing. She then quickly drops her hand and joins in with a fake laugh.]

Oh, right. Yes, of course! That wouldn't be a problem. Why would that ever be a problem, ahahaha... [Ahem.] But you're right! You learn things from other recipes but you can always make it your own.

[...okay, going to carefully file that away for later. Maya has ambitions and they're kind of scary.]

Perhaps that'd be an interesting way to spend a day, then. Recreating things we've tasted before and finding ways to spice them up. Perhaps not literally, of course, but the point stands.

...Although I'll need another day at the beach to work all of it off, if we did that. At some point I'm going to go for a swim, if you'd like to join me!

Or actually literally in some cases! I had a taco earlier that had really good ingredients but was a little bland-- err.

[Cough. Again.]

I mean, absolutely! It's been long enough since I did eat, anyway.

[Alicia can't help but giggle.]

Try not to terrorize the poor street vendors, Maya. You must only use your powers for good, lest every restaurant in the city shut down under your iron fist.

But certainly, I'd be up for the water if you are. It shouldn't be terrible, and I was kind of looking forward to it.

[Maya gives a mock pout.]

Well then maybe they should make better tacos! I--

[She skips a beat for a second. A thought worms its way into her head and her brow furrows. Using her food powers for good, huh... hrm.

Eh. Best to set aside for a moment.]

Ah, nevermind! You're right! It's warm out here so that'd be good for cooling off, too.

[She can see the gears turning; better not to push Maya on that point.]

Mm! As long as we don't freeze, but somehow I doubt that will be an issue. It's a little early for it, certainly, but I don't feel like that should stop us!

As long as we don't freeze...

[She laughs stiffly.] When you put it like that, it makes me wonder if the weather will suddenly turn to winter the moment we hit the water.

I certainly hope it doesn't! But given it's only April, it'll get cold quickly, and the ocean is always a bit chilly. And I don't put anything past our local trends anymore.

Still, I'm willing to risk it.

[Another wooden laugh.] Okay, yeah - that's true. And I guess life can't be lived if we're always worried about big brother doing something stupid...

[She gives her an affirmative nod.] Okay! Let's go!

[ Micah is similarly here for one reason, and one reason alone. Though the day is beautiful enough, the sun rising high into the sky to provide a mellow warmth on the beach, it's the siren's call of the gargantuan alley of trucks that's got him hook, line, and sinker. And, managing to catch a familiar face among the crowd, Micah can't help but meander close enough to comment. ]

Looks like you had the same idea I did again.

[Alicia's already been hanging around since mildly early this morning, intending to spend the whole day out and about; this is her second trip to the trucks after some time swimming "breakfast" off, visible in her slightly-damp hair and shirt that isn't quite as free-flowing as it was this morning. Miraculously, she hasn't gotten anything on her shirt - or for that matter on herself. She's just picking up another ice cream waffle cone from a shop she'd liked earlier when Micah finds her, and she smiles, turning to him.]

Apparently I did. I can never understand how this classifies as a cultural event, but I don't complain too loudly. Have you made your rounds yet?

[...lick. Micah has her engaged, but she's still dimly aware her ice cream will melt if left unattended for too long.]

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