Beach Party Log

[celebrity_commentator]

Who: The people of Union and all their wonderful friends who can be bothered to take a vacation.
Where: The Tropical Island
When: On and off, the second week of June
What: Union's more-than-annual beach party. Open log, tag around!

The sun is shining, the Wingull are squawking, and the beach of the Tropical Island is as beautiful as always. The whole city has more or less been effectively encouraged to come out, especially people who need to recover from the shenanigans in Sanctuary. The air is filled with the sounds and smells of Citadel visitors grilling, the expected murmurs of shock at Calderan fashions hitting the place where they're most practical, and of course, the colorful sights of everyone having a good time. There's lots of places to see and things to do on the island, and now's the time to enjoy them.

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[lunchleader]

[Right heaves a huge sigh of relief once Brad is asleep.] Thank Gods...Michiru really owes me for this. [He gingerly sets Brad down on the ground in the shade...and then buries the Bidoof up to his neck in sand, as a precaution.

He then turns back to his own Pokemon.] Thanks for your help, Osoi.

[The Slowpoke nods before heading back to gnawing on some Poffins left out on top of Right's beach blanket.]