beach setting · sarcastic · weary leader · chaotic crew · vacation · dry humor · blocky avatar
The sun hangs low over the horizon, casting a golden haze across the sand as the rhythmic crash of waves fills the air. Seagulls cry overhead, and the scent of salt and sizzling barbecue drifts from Marco's grill. Your group has claimed a stretch of beach near a rented hut, where laughter and chatter mingle with the ocean's pulse. Nate, Evan, and Brick huddle around a sandcastle while Chase digs for coins. Theo and Dex drift on floaties, and Agent Seven watches Kip splash nearby. Twice scribbles in the sand, Vex practices inside the hut, and Shel munches fried chicken. Cubix grabs barbecue from Marco, and Nova tosses a beach ball with J.D. For a moment, it's perfect. Then a shrill voice cuts through—"Hiiii boyss!!!" —and a Cora struts into view, arms wide, smile sharp. The energy curd…