Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25974603-20151223221655/@comment-26062370-20151224001528

Thomas the Tank Engine (and, to their great reluctance and disdain, Percy and James) were on the beach, wearing straw hats, sunglasses, sunscreen (all these being of locomotive size) - the whole summertime Kit and Kaboodle. Percy was bugging Thomas and James about what they should do.

"Oh, oh, we could go swimming!"

"Wouldn't we rust?" Asked Thomas, to James. James shrugged - or, at least, as much as a train could.

"We could get ice cream!"

"Do they sell ice cream in locomotive sized cones here?" Asked James. Thomas thought for a minute, and looked at the two woefully. "Not that I know of."

"We could go on the roller coaster!"

Thomas and James smiled at this idea.

"Think of how happy the children would be to see us!" Beamed Thomas.

"Think of the profit!" Exclaimed James, who was beginning to drool a bit.

"Plus, we're trains - no modification needed!" Said Percy.

The three laughed, and decided that they would go to the boardwalk to commence their get-rich-quick scheme that night, instead basking in the sun.

Thomas, the bugger he is, looked at Iris and Chasun lustfully. He whistled - not with his mouth, but with his steam whistle, capturing the attention of entire beach.

James and Percy found it in their best interest to stroll down the sand for a while, leaving poor Thomas to his fate.

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Meanwhile, Shakespeare arrived. Sand was already in his blonde locks, his burgundy garments looking beautiful in the sun.