It's a private paradise full of cosplayers!

It took a few minutes of hiking, but once Lynn rounded the bend in the trail and finally got to see the beach, the sound she let out was positively lewd.

"Easy, girl," Kiona said, coming right behind Lynn, "Try and control yourse... whoa."

"It's so pretty!" Terri squeed. "It's like Hawaii invaded California and dressed it up like Cancun!"

Marigold, breathing hard from the climb, was the last to see the beach. When she did, she gasped. It was absolutely breathtaking: white sand, shimmering blue-green water, and palm trees for shade, surrounded on all sides by rocky cliffs. It was the ultimate in secluded sun-bathed getaways.

"Look! Look, look, look!" Lynn clutched her shirt in excitement that was just barely less than Terri's. "Look who's there! It's everyone from the competition, and... oh my God! We have to get down there!"

Lynn's pulse pounded. Saki hadn't been lying when she'd said that anyone who was anyone in cosplay would be there. There was a girl in a yellow and brown-striped one-piece and a zig-zag tail; obviously a Pikachu-styled suit. She was a stone's throw away from the mass of manly muscles: Superman in a Super-Speedo, Aquaman in a bodysuit, Robin and Cyborg, and a few power rangers in morphin' swim trunks... and that was just getting started!

The girls weren't to be outdone, of course. The rest of the core group of Teen Titans were there: Starfire in a skimpy sling bikini, Raven in a black one-piece, and even a Terra in cargo shorts and a swim shirt. Around them was a Power Girl (complete with cleavage window), an Ezra Scarlet in her yellow-and-black bikini, and a few more that Lynn couldn't keep track of.

"Superman, Supergirl, Zelda, Shiek, Link, Hitomi a real live chainmail bikini warrior... And props, too! Mario and Luigi with the FLUDD and vaccum!" Joy laughed. "Nice!"

"Saki beat us here," Kiona pointed out. "She's by the tall blonde guy... is he from Baywatch or something?"

Sure enough, the DD Brigade was there first. Tessa, ever the body paint enthusiast, had come painted as a light blue Zora. She'd had to make a few concessions, like putting tiny seashells over her breasts and tiny fins over her crotch, but otherwise she looked the real deal. Rachel, as the group's gothic girl, had come as a Diablo-styled Necromancer: her swimsuit was a ripped and torn one-piece adorned with fake bones. Corinne bounced back and forth between her friends and other groups, but she had stuck with her foxy motif as a peach-haired girl in a bikini: Caster, from Fate/Extra.

While some girls' cosplays had been cobbled together, Saki's outfit put them all to shame. She'd come as the fire-haired Yoko Littner, complete with tight-fitting shorts and straining flame-top bikini that everyone recognized. She'd even brought a squirt gun styled as a sniper rifle, and was showing it off to a guy blonde guy with a big beard and bigger muscles.

Lynn's jaw dropped. The guy wasn't from Baywatch: he was a full-on Young Rheinhardt, with muscles to match and impeccable fashion sense. There could be only cosplayer with forearms like that. The guy whose channel wasn't just about gaming and cosplay: this guy could bench.

"Oh my God... It's HammeredTime," Lynn breathed. "He's really here. He's right here, and Saki's getting her claws in him?! Doesn't she know who she's messing with?!"

"Hah! Easy," Kiona laughed. "You don't get him just because you dressed up as a tank from Overwatch, you know."

"Bitch, he is mine," Lynn said hungrily. Her friends backed away. Slowly.

"Okay! All yours!" Kiona breathed. "Sheesh. You go do your thing. I just want to find a place to change."

"Oh... oh, dear," Marigold said. For all its awesome secluded scenery, there was one thing the beach was missing: a bathroom to change in privacy. There were one or two old huts, but they were all run down one-room faux straw huts. Anyone could peek in through a window and catch them changing, or even look through a hole in the wall.