Post by Queen Kuueru on Mar 25, 2019 20:13:07 GMT -5
The message had been sent.
Weeks prior a beacon advertisement made its way to every spaceport screen and HoloNet capable device in the greater galaxy.
A plea for those willing and wanting to spread good energy and teamwork between most of the major factions and races in the various quadrants. Though short and sweet, its instructions were clear: Pass an initial physical exam, meet at the designated Scarlet Summer Game's meeting place. Then finally, participate with others for the sake of building relations and easing tensions between some parties who, may not be 'on the best terms'.
Today was the finally the day. It was currently morning where the Saiyan sat. Her honey colored orbs met the several suns that constantly rotated around the tropical paradise planet. There was only night here for a few hours, though---even that was a beautiful sight. Couples, families, and friends enjoyed strolls on the beach in both states of the day.
Dozens of boardwalks and spaceports rose from the azure waters. They all connected and intermingled. One could easily feel the energy and movement upon arrival here. Be people here on vacation, or perhaps even a few bodies to line the stadium for Cassava's plan? To be honest, the Lieutenant found it hard to believe herself. She had completely made a 360 to accomplish such a charitable act, but with so much backing from the community, she had to. Her inbox, mobile, and various other means of communications had been off the hook since word got out.
Her success in planning was measured by the amount of people her advertisement reached and wanted to donate to the cause. Tremendous numbers of Zeni had found its way to the Saiyan's bank account. Cassava wouldn't be greedy however. A sly grin played upon her lips as she figured out how to reward the participants of her challenging games.
Though, being a part of such a moment seemed thank you enough, right?
Cassava reeled back in her chair. Of course, she was already there. Oceaol was a wonderful planet. Why not take an extra day off from the grueling diplomatic work to come a few days early?
In a moment however, she would have her guests. The woman clad in katchin boots, scanty clothing, and scowl that seemed to scare away most, made her way towards the main spaceport of Oceaol. This was where she told her guests to come, wherever it was that they hailed from. All would enjoy a beautiful introduction to the azure marble.
As each participant arrived upon Oceaol, the tropical foliage and island vibes certainly would be apparent.
Vendors filled the streets. All of them sold fruit, handmade collectibles, souvenirs. They marketed towards the tourists that kept their lives plentiful and rich. The locals though, they all were passionate and active, everyone worked for their own here. They all worked to build up a flourishing society in a way that suited them.
Cassava wouldn't mind modeling the rest of the galaxy after such a people. Free with their traditions, but willing to be open to the rest of the living world to expand trade and commerce. It also would help if they weren't constantly at war as well.
The woman with raven tresses of hair stood patiently, her arms were neatly folded over her chest as she waited for each arrival by ship or whatever means. You never knew who could randomly teleport these days. . .Out of Character: Hey guys! Go ahead and write about your how you of all people ended up attending such an event. Liuetenant Cassava is waiting eagerly in the hanger of Oceaol's most luxurious spaceports. Have fun, describe your reactions to the place and let's get this party started. Due to the nature of this event, I will be progressing pretty quickly to get us through all I have planned! c:
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