Let's all hold hands and sing Kumbaya

[notzubats]

Who: Everybody! It's a planet mingle!
Broadcast: If You want!
Action: On the Holding Hands plant!
When: From June 23 until whenever we need a new mingle.

[At long last, the fleet has arrived to a new planet. This means it's time for a mingle guys! Get in! ]

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Clay Terran | OTA

[geonomy]

A. Culture Shock

[Clay has visited several different kinds of planets and moons by now, so one would think that visiting a place so unusual wouldn't be a bit unsettling for him. But it is, it's just... He's so used to the big city life and hardly seeing nature like this anywhere that it's just weird. Not even uncomfortable, but weird. While others might find this place serene, nostalgic and homey, Clay just finds himself yearning for the city all the more. Still, there are people he hasn't seen in a while, so he'll seek them out all the same with a big grin that hides his weird feeling.]

Hey! Pretty neat world, huh?

[Though touching him might reveal that he feels kinda differently about that.]


B. Exploration

[Eventually, the weird feeling fades in favor of just being in love with the fact that he's on a different planet. That means it's time for exploring, for note taking, for adventure. Clay's already climbing up the roots of one tree, a big, excited smile on his face as he looks up, up, and up at the top he can't even see.]

Aw, dude, look at these! [He runs his hand along the trunk, feeling the bark and trying to see if it feels any different from the trees back at home.] They remind me of sequoias! [He holds up a hand in a point, as if to present a fact, though his attention is still up at the tree tops] Did you know the world's tallest tree - or my world's tallest tree, is called called the Hyperion tree? It's almost four hundred feet tall! But it's still not the widest, nor the largest when all of its dimensions are added together, and I think these babies beat them all by miles!

[Nerd alert, nerd alert.]


C. Whistle while you work

[If you're way up in the treetops and working on constructing or repairing some of the structures, you'll find Clay up there with you! He's not much of a builder of things like this by himself, as he mostly just follows instructions or does some heavy lifting, but he's very dedicated to what he does, and he seems thrilled to be up so high. Strapped around him is the flight suit that Hiccup gave him long ago, just in case he feels like leaping off when he's done, or accidentally falls off.

In fact, late in the afternoon when he's done, you can find him flying with the suit. He glides downward along the shore, a big grin on his face as he watches the ground below him, feels the wind in his face and hair. He would go further inward, but he's not particularly keen on doing an impersonation of George of the Jungle.]


D. Starlight (Locked to Allen)

[Just a few hours after arrival, once Clay's crew is settled and he's sure everyone is all good and ready to go, he separates himself from them, going to a more private spot away from everyone else for this. He takes out his comm, fixes his hair and shirt a bit, then smiles as he rings up Allen's comm.]


E. Wildcard

[Do whatever you want with him!]

B

[castrationfist]

"Hyperion", you say... That annoying jerk being reduced to a tree makes me happy, I'll admit, but it's kind of frustrating that he gets things named after him like that.

[Hi, Clay, it's a fox girl in weird Japanese-styled clothes.]

You seem to know a lot, though. You must really like trees.

[geonomy]

[Oh hey, it's the new crewmate who hangs around Hermione a lot! Clay looks at her with a raised eyebrow, though the smile never leaves his face.]

So Hyperion is a person's name where you come from? [He shrugs a bit then, squatting down so that he can talk to her better, though he keeps his hand on the tree still.]

Nah, not really trees. More like I really like my planet.

[castrationfist]

Not a person, a Titan, from Greek legends. I never met him myself, but even I've heard of him.

[Honestly, it's a good thing she wears those raised sandals, or else even squatting wouldn't put him anywhere near eye level. She's tiny.]

Oooh? Nature in general, then? Or did you mean something else?

[geonomy]

Oh. Huh... Like those guys from Hercules?

[... Not much on legends here. Or, well, legends that don't involve stars.]

Something else, actually! I mean, nature's okay; it lets a planet become habitable for human beings. But I'm more of an astronomy guy. I study things in space for a living!

[castrationfist]

... Well, I suppose so....

[She seems a little disappointed, but she does perk up at the next bit.]

Oh? I'd like to hear about that. I studied the stars when I was alive, but a thousand years must have made that study much more interesting.

A

[experiencepoints]

[Nightingale's waving, openly carrying a new staff. It's made of gnarled wood, crafted to look fairly ornate, and... Now that she has it, Nightingale honestly looks probably the happiest she's ever been in the Fleet.]

Hey, Clay. It's been a while.

Isn't this place great? I'm actually hoping we stay here for as long as we did the poison hole.

[geonomy]

Yeah, it's... great.

[Man. She looks really happy. Clay kinda feels bad for feeling so... weirded out about all this.]

I kinda hope so too. Gives me a chance to really study the planet and what's going on around it! [Always the astronomer, this guy]

[experiencepoints]

[Unfortunately, that hesitation lets her pick up on it.]

... That sounds like fun, but... Is something wrong?

[geonomy]

Uh - No, not really! I'm just... [He shrugs a shoulder towards all the trees and whatnot, making a bit of a helpless gesture with his hand.] Not really used to stuff like this?

D I guess

[save_the_souls]

[Allen's crew had been settled and he had been exploring the sights when Clay calls him. When he sees who it is, yeah, he'll answer right away]

Hey you!

D for sure!!!

[geonomy]

[The smile on his face gets brighter once Allen answers, already feeling a lot better about this place]

Hey yourself!

How's your crew? Everyone good and fine?

[save_the_souls]

Yeah! Everyone's happy to get off the ship for awhile.

[Well, a couple of them are depressed, but that's unrelated to the planet itself]

Where are you at? I'm assuming your crew's all settled in if you're calling.

[geonomy]

Yup! We're about the same way here; everyone's really happy to be off for a while. And on a planet like this, too! [Which is still so weird, but whatever at this point] Anyway, I'm near the first inn of the tree place. Can't miss it!

b.

[summerschild]

[Hello, Uncle Clay. Here is one tiny nephew, listening from his chair with wide eyes.]

How much is four-hundred feet?

b.

[geonomy]

[Hello tiny nephew! Clay grins down at him from where he is, then slides down the root he was climbing to get closer to Bran.]

Well, let me show you one-hundred feet first!

[He looks down at the forest floor, looking all around where Bran is.]

Now, what can we use as a marker...

[summerschild]

[Bran's eyebrows go up, and he reaches into his little knapsack, pulling out a... stick. There was sure a stick in there. His fox's eyes light up.]

You can use this!

[geonomy]

[Clay eyes the fox, then raises his own eyebrows, looking a bit playful as he speaks.]

You sure your fox won't take it and run off with it?

C

[huaaaaagh]

[Eyyy, you know what's great for high-up places? Wings. So at some point while Clay's working away up there, he'll get a surprise voice at his ear, accompanied by the telltale sound of musical wings flapping.]

What're you working on?

C

[geonomy]

[The surprise voice makes him jump a bit, as he wasn't expecting it. But the voice is familiar, as is the musical sound, and so he turns to Kirito with a big smile.]

Hey Kirito! [And with that greeting, he leans back to let Kirito take a look at his work. It's a tree house built high in the branches, but there are several holes in it, and the door had been completely broken, only barely hanging off a hinge. That door is now resting on a way off to the side while a new door is in the middle of being installed, along with a sturdier foundation to support it as well as the rest of the tree house.]

Rebuilding this whole thing, pretty much. I don't do magic stuff, and I can't take down the wildlife out there, so physical labor is about the best I can do to earn some cash around here.

[huaaaaagh]

Sweet. There must be plenty of jobs like that in a place this big. You could make some serious bank.

[Construction is a little beyond him, so even if he doesn't get it, it's something to admire.

He lands beside Clay and peers closer, checking out the current project. Manual labour... ahhh, the classic nerd's great weakness.]

[geonomy]

Yeah... The only downside is that it takes a long time.

[With Kirito watching, Clay will go ahead and keep installing the new door. See, he's one of those rare nerds that's actually into physical exercise too, so Clay's more than capable of doing something like this.]

And it's not exactly fun. Good thing they're nice enough to allow plenty of breaks.

[Hence the flight suit he has strapped on.]

B

[monolike]

[hands on hips, watching clay scramble up the side of the trunk like a dork]

But the book says these trees tend to grow out when they get to a certain height. I mean, they'd have to! Thinning oxygen and dropping temperatures at high altitudes would start to strangle it. These trees are way too lush to survive a hostile climate.

B

[geonomy]

So that's why the canopies are so huge. By spreading out, the leaves gain more of the thinning air, or whatever gas they take in! And can you imagine trying to spread that throughout the tree, and the water intake? It must rain often here!

[Clay slides off of the trunk then, only to dig his hands into the soil]

Feel this! It's really lush and moist here!

[monolike]

Oooh, [Sorey crouches down and shoves the hand not clutching the guidebook into the dirt,] you're right. It's really damp. The sun probably doesn't reach down far enough to dry it out. Plus with all the wildlife around and all the people living up in the branches, there's a lot of heat generated. It's like natural compost! [............wait doesn't compost have rotten stuff in it

should they be burying their hands in this]