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Who: Anyone! Everyone!
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: On the FLOOT LOOP stations! Or the planet!
When: WHENEVER time is an illusion.

[you know the drill! this is a mingle for the stations floating around the bizarre forest planet, or the forest planet itself!

want to get away from the forest illusions? are you stopping for supplies? were you just really craving a bowl of Floot Loops for some reason? whether you are backdating for pre-planet shenanigans or just want to mess around, this is the post for you!]

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I mean the wall itself, kiddo.

Oh.

[he laughs, drunkenly abrupt about it.]

I don't know. I've never seen it.

Really? How big is this city of yours?

[She will just pour him more alcohol. Keep that glass topped up and the words coming.]

It's really big! Like... it's pretty much the only thing there is, so it's really huge.

[and he keeps sucking down the drinks, them disappearing into his face as quick as the words are coming out of it.]

That's why it's so weird when people keep asking what city I'm from or what it's like. There are different territories inside the city, but it's still all just one city.

...There's some stuff outside, but it hardly counts.

It can't be as big as the whole world, you know. You'd have more things inside the walls then out! Would that make any sense?

[She laughs, imagining it, and takes a swallow of her own drink. Vile stuff but at least it does its job.]

[it's clear Nel's not even tasting it. he may have even burned out most of those receptors years ago.]

Well, yeah... I mean, there are miles and miles and miles of trees out there... but there's no stuff.

No people or cars or cities or anything. That's all gone.

Ah, so it was there. And why did it disappear?

Oh, yeah there used to be tons of stuff. Other cities and everything.

[he tips his head back to drain the last drops of his current drink, and then stays sagged back in his seat for a minute, like he's exhausted. the alcohol is just filling up his limbs with warm water and they feel heavy right now.]

...And I guess the wilderness got it all. And there was some wars and stuff. It was a long time ago.

How sad... how sad.

[It is sad. She stares into her own glass. At least there's a bit left in their bottle; she tops off her booze. Nel will have to take care of himself if he wants more, though.]

And you've never even seen the wall...

[with glazed eyes, he watches her mood begin to sink. and after a delayed bit of time, he pulls himself forward to lean on the table again.]

It's not sad. It's fine, really.

And what would I want to see the wall for?

[She glances up.]

You aren't curious about what's outside?

[Of course he isn't, of course. She can guess.]

[of course not. of course.]

Why would I? It's all trees and monsters.

Ah, that's a shame.

[She smiles and picks up her glass, takes the last gulp of it. A shame, but not a surprise. Then she tips her glass towards the bottle.]

Pour yourself the rest of that and drink up, little guy.

[he goes right for it, as soon as he's given permission. and her explicit instruction is the only thing keeping him from just drinking the last of it right from the bottle.

and with this one empty, his attention is immediately out and swimming through the sad excuse for a crowd.]

Maybe I have money left on my card. You think we could get more?

It's worth a shot. Why don't we see, eh?

[the sleepy weight is gone in an instant. he bounces away from it, leaving it behind in the seat as he pops up onto his feet.]

Do you want the same thing, or should we try something else?

...Man, I wish there was music, like, anywhere here.

Something new! [Music, shmusic. They don't use no goshdarn music when getting drunk at home. She starts to hoist herself up.]

You need me along?

It's okay!

[he's not going to bother her with that. and he's more than ready to bound off on looseboned legs.

which means he's just as likely to zoom right to the bar and back in no time at all, as he is to be never seen again.]

[SHE HAS THAT FEELING. So she ambles after him, doing her best to keep him in sight. Hearty little guy.]

[he wasn't kidding about elves having heartier systems than humans. it's most certainly the reason that he's in as good a shape as he is.

and once he's at the bar, the deliberation between him and the bartender over what to get and trying to figure out what he can afford and how to get this whole errand accomplished would be enough to distract anybody. it's probably a good thing she follows.]

[She follows him to the bar and parks herself there, leaning against the counter and observing Nel and all their surroundings with calm drunkness. She's feeling pretty good right now, really. Got to get this baby lamb home safe after their partying down.

This is a pretty shitty excuse for a party but eh. Ah well.

She's only gonna step in if Nel needs help. And one more bottle, then she's cutting the lil guy off - especially if she's supposed to pay for this one too.]

[he finally manages a transaction... though, maybe it would have been better if she'd stepped in, because the bottle he comes away with is filled with liquid of an unsavory yellow color.

and luckily she's right there, so his attention only wanders for a few seconds before he finds her. he holds up his trophy for her to see.]

--Tada!

[Ohhh boy. Well, it'll be an adventure.]

Good work! All right, let's sit, kid. [Tromping back to their booth. It's yet unclaimed. Theirs. It's theirs.]

[no one wants to sit by them anyway. they have their booth, as well as the few around them.]

This has bubbles in it, so I thought it'd be good... [as he struggles with opening the thing.]

Do you know exactly what it is?

[But she's game for a new experience. She'll be the man here and take the bottle from him to pop it open.]