take my breath as your own, take my eyes to guide you home (part two)

(Continued from part one.)



Under Club Aruba is...a sea city.



Caustics are used to stunning effect here and there.



Oh, my gods, it is so beautiful down there...so many varieties of kelp and sea plants.



You can get to Aruba simply enough, but keep in mind, everything under the waves requires a tail or gills. Or a rebreather.

And above the waves? Dances for the legged, airship battles, and everyone's welcome--from steamlands denizens to humans to elves to furs to mers. It's a one-stop acceptance shop.

I like that. There are too few of those places these days.



A shot of the arcing red orbs from the particle machines.



Center floor's now rigged for rockets. Remind me never to dance in the center!

[14:32] Maria (rain0bow): foam
[14:32] Emilly Shatner-Orr (emilly.orr): Oh no
[14:32] Jon (jonform.coeur): sprinklers kicked in
[14:32] Maria (rain0bow): love it
[14:32] Emilly Shatner-Orr (emilly.orr): Welp, dry-cleaners for this, now
[14:32] Maria (rain0bow): fiesta de la espuma (foam party)
[14:32] Fleming Helfenstein (mountainhall): Good to have a lot of foam around when having fireworks :-)

Would cut down on the chance of fire!