IT'S A BABY-BONANZA!

[paradisamods]

Good morning, residents! Did you sleep well? You're going to need all the energy you can muster because congratulations: You're parents! Again! The Paradisa Stork has paid some very lucky residents a visit last night, and even moved them to a more kid-friendly environment.

Some of you may already recognize your little bundle of joy and--my, how they've grown! Others will have to get acquainted with their little rugrats. You may not know them, but they certainly know you. By they way? They're bored. And hungry! And they want all the attention you could possibly give them.

It's going to be a long week.

(ooc: Use this as a catch-all post! This will be the only mass post for the Sunny Skies Retreat, so you may use it for any day that you'd like. Feel free to make your own posts and/or sections whenever you'd like!

SECTIONS: BEDROOMS | PLAY ROOM | PETTING ZOO | POOL | GARDENS | THE CASTLE)

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[wolf_of_war]

Affirmative. [All six LQ-84's chime in at once, and each runs in a different direction, engaging their stealth camouflage as they run. J hides under a plastic slide, his tail sticking out for unintentional tripping, K hides in the ball pit, scattering multi-colored plastic balls as he settles into place, L hides in a toy bin, leaving a conspicuous gap in the toys, M presses itself against a wall, hoping the colorful pattern of the paint will hide him (it doesn't do a very good job), N hides under a table, occasionally bumping it with his rail gun, and O curls itself into a corner, hunkering down as to be inconspicuous. They'd be cleverly hidden, but for their individual choice of location.]

[psych0p0mps]

[Mushio laughs as they scurry off, then belatedly remembers to cover his eyes while he counts.] One... two... free... four... five... fikf... feven... feven..... [what comes after seven?] Four... free... feven... [aaaah whatever he gives up.] Readynot here I come!

[And after a second to fix his glasses, he takes off. They must be very good hiders, he doesn't see any robut parts sticking out anywhere! And the shimmering edges of the stealth camo are tough to see when your vision sucks to begin with. Mushio looks confused for a second, then starts looking in the most obvious place - the toy bin! That's where he would hide, anyway. He just scampers over and sticks his hand straight in.]

Got you! [- he says without confirming that he has actually found anyone]

[wolf_of_war]

[The contact with Mushio's hand causes LQ-84l's stealth to disengage, and the little robo-wolf shimmers into view, his head poking out of the toys.]

Affirmative. There are five more of us remaining. I will wait for you over there.

[He nods his head in the direction of a bench, and climbs out of the toy box to scamper that direction. Bladewolf is not far away, watching his offspring in action, feeling what can only be described as pride for their stealth capabilities.]

[psych0p0mps]

[Ohmagawd yay! Grubface is just so proud of himself. Five more, huh? He looks around, and happens to notice a much bigger one who wasn't with the others, and isn't trying to hide at all. So naturally he comes running over to Bladewolf to tag him out as well.]

Got you!

[wolf_of_war]

[Bladewolf debates with himself whether or not he should respond to the...child? Considering that he's been playing with Bladewolf's pups, inadvertently giving them stealth and stalking training. After a moment or two, Bladewolf perks his head up, as Mushio "found" him, and nods.]

Affirmative. There are four more of us remaining. You will have to search harder to find the rest.

[Did he say four? The LQ-84's register this, and realize that their "daddy" is leaving an opening for one to sneak up on Mushio, to test their stalking protocol. Bladewolf himself joins LQ-84l by the bench, bending low to nuzzle his offspring in a consolatory gesture.]

[psych0p0mps]

[Meanwhile Mushio is just beaming with pride. He is SO SMART you guys. Next, let's see... aha! He spots the outline of M against the wall, and starts in that direction.... but of course, if J hasn't moved, he's gonna trip right over that tail.]