OPEN RP POST

[sparklemagpie.livejournal.com]

The sun in shining!

The waves are crashing!
The seagulls are taking your hotdogs like the cocky b*tches they are!



IT'S BEACH PARTY TIME!

There's volleyball, fire pits, surfing and sandcastles!

GO HAVE FUN ON YOUR SHORE LEAVE MEATSHIP DENZIENS! STACY LOVES YOU EXTRA TODAY!

Comments

[runnerwithagun.livejournal.com]

Beach? Can't be going to a beach without some sort of food and drink.

Ronon has appeared with his haul of fish and a few seagulls unidentified birds.

"Where do you want this?"

[twelvevoltman.livejournal.com]

Allen looks up from his buried keg.

"Uh."

Hey, fish! Hey, seagulls! Uh . . . yeah, that's like eating ocean pigeons, Allen's nonplussed. He covers it up by kicking a cooler and tapping a beer for Ronon.

"Put 'em on the ice." he holds out the beer. "We're gonna do kegstands. Wanna be my second?"

[runnerwithagun.livejournal.com]

Ronon places the meat on ice and dusts off his hands on his shorts before grabbing a beer off Allen.

"Fine by me. But what's a kegstand?"

[twelvevoltman.livejournal.com]

"You two -" he points at Chris and Ronon - "Hold my feet. A yet-to-be-chosen third party pumps the beer, and we see how long I can chug upside down, which is a long time."

[runnerwithagun.livejournal.com]

Ronon grinned. Free beer was always a good thing and even better were drinking competitions!

"Sounds like a challenge. Let me tell you buddy, Satedans are strong drinkers."

[twelvevoltman.livejournal.com]

"You're on, buddy. I might not have spent my formative years building these glistening washboard abs, but I have mastered the art of the kegstand."