wade into the water with me, wash my body down

[waiting]

WHO: Rick Bradbeary Bradbury and all you poor fucks who signed up for this or anyone who wants to gatecrash!
WHERE: Coney Island Boardwalk and around the City!
WHEN: December 29, 1PM until January 1st, midnight.
WARNINGS: Naked people, animals, probably a lot of cursing.
SUMMARY: It's all fun and games until someone turns into a polar bear.
FORMAT: Poster's choice!

this post is meant to cover the day of the swim itself and subsequent days after! there will be threads for the swimming/mingling; feel free to start closed/open threads for the following days, or start logs on the main comm, whatever floats your boat! indicate if threads are closed or open and i'll keep them organized on the main post. o/

REFERENCES
OOC PLANNING POST | F. A. Q. AND GUIDELINES

PRE-SWIMMING
Bradbury | Kate | The Shade
"Wild Tiger" | Rikku | Feferi
KITT

IN THE WATER
Bradbury

ON THE SHORE
Bradbury | Kate | The Shade
Jane Vasko | Roy Harper | Spike
James Bond | Bight

Comments

[acclimatized]

Innovative! [ john follows his gaze, then looks back at bradbury. ] What did bring all this on, anyway?

[waiting]

[ his lips quirk. ] Does there need to be a reason for everything?

[ and more seriously, because he likes john to give him a straight answer: ]

I figured I needed something to clear my head.

[acclimatized]

Diving headfirst into subzero temperatures will do that.

[ despite his sarcasm, john understands where he's coming from and nods. ]

[waiting]

[ he cracks a grin, maybe a bit too obviously relieved that john isn't pursuing this line of conversation, and gladly takes the out not to have to explain it in any detail. ]

Yeah, or it could freeze my balls solid. Either way... [ he shrugs. ]

Everyone could use something different once in a while.

[acclimatized]

Well... if you put out the call this time next year, maybe I'll give it a go.

[waiting]

Even if it turns out to be a disaster?

[acclimatized]

Come on. Apart from catching a nasty cold, what could go wrong?

[waiting]

[ he groans, dropping his face into one hand. ]

Haven't you ever heard of Murphy's law?

[acclimatized]

Yeah, 'course I have. But that's not the right attitude to have.

[ sorry bradbury, but you have been asking for this, ever since you said the same thing to him. ]

[waiting]

I guess I deserved that. [ he snorts, looking away, then lets himself relax a little, perking up. ]

Worrying about it isn't gonna do me much good, so I might as well just roll with it.