it begins...

[nerdeology]

Who: You! Us! Everyone!
Broadcast: ???
Action: All over! It's a planet/moon mingle!
When: 8/15-9/12, or until captcha kills us all

Show some spirit! It's a new system, and that means new people, new shenanigans, new adventures, savvy? You'd better have enough moxie to thrive in this one...

Or maybe you're just here for the food.

Comments

Poe Dameron | OTA

[helluva_pilot]

[A - Off to the races]

[Of course Poe's ended up in Moxie. You had him at orange. It's let him get back into his customary jumpsuit color. And while he's not big on hand-to-hand combat, he'll take anyone on in a contest that involves piloting any kind of spacecraft or aircraft.

And he's good at it. Because he really is the best. So see him at the races, see him in the bar afterward getting bought drinks, see him trying to avoid having to arm wrestle someone even if it's good-natured. He's used to dealing with rough types.]

[B - In the pokey]

[And the downside of being a speed demon in space, of course, is that it's not all fun and games. He starts racking up traffic citations in short order, and spends a couple nights in jail. Bail him out, buddy?]

[C - Wildcard[

[He's a guy that likes good food, good drinks, and friends. Pull him along on any cock-eyed adventure you can think of.]

A

[spontaneouscombustion]

WHOOHOOOOOOO GO POE GO! YOU CAN DO IT!

[Thankfully she only has one horse pilot friend in this particular race; it'd get pretty dicey if Cheese and Poe were against each other.]

eyyyyyyyy

[helluva_pilot]

[Hell yeah, of course he can do it. But hearing a familiar voice cheer him on makes him grin. Well, grin even more. It's skimmers this time, so he gives her a little wing waggle to say hi, because he's going to win this thing.

After he zooms across the finish line to victory, you can bet your pretty pink tail he's going to find his pony friend.]

[spontaneouscombustion]

YAAAAY! You go, Poe, that was AMAZING!

[helluva_pilot]

[Going in for the high five, aw yeah.]

Thanks, Pinkie! That was a hell of a race. Good to be flying like that again.

You give it a try?

[spontaneouscombustion]

Heehee you know, maybe I should! It's REALLY fun watching you and Cheese race!

[Poe, NO. You don't want her behind the wheel, she probably drives like Mr. Magoo!]

[helluva_pilot]

You definitely should! You can start out in a friendly race if you don't want to have too much pressure on you. Or-- hey, you could ride along with me sometime.

You know, I still haven't met Cheese...

[spontaneouscombustion]

Oooh yeah, maybe I can ride with you first! Hee, and maybe I can ask Cheese for pointers~ Hee or both at the same time, you're right, you two really SHOULD meet, I think you'd like each other a lot!

[Tan, curly-haired pilot bros?]

[helluva_pilot]

Well, asking Cheese for pointers could be a pretty good strategy if you want some, you know, quality time with him and all.

We should have dinner. Or go to a race together. Something like that.

[spontaneouscombustion]

Oooh or a race AND dinner!

Speaking of quality time, how are you and Finn doing~?

[helluva_pilot]

That's why I like you, Pinkie. You don't think small.

[He grins.] Pretty damn good. Finn's great. I think he's trying to make up for lost time.

[spontaneouscombustion]

Awww that's great! You two are soooo cute together I love it!

[helluva_pilot]

You think so? [Torn between embarrassment and pride, here. He's been trying to not make a huge deal out of things, just to keep everyone comfortable.] Being someone's first boyfriend's a new one on me, but I'm doing my best.

[spontaneouscombustion]

Oh, I know. Being a special somepony PERIOD is a new one for me! Hmmmm but it's a GREAT new one!

[Even after two whole months, girl's still got it baaad.]

[helluva_pilot]

You and Finn have a lot in common on that one.

I'm glad things are still working out well for you guys.

[spontaneouscombustion]

Awww thank you~! I'm glad it's working out for you two, too~!

So what's next, Mr. Champion~?

[helluva_pilot]

We definitely got to do a double date. [Since it'd be something new and fun for both Finn and Pinkie...]

You know, I hadn't decided. Gotta collect my winnings, but then I'm not up to much. Wanna get something to eat, see the sights or something?

B

[ranoutofluck]

[Yeah, Han would bail him out, if he could.

There's just one small problem: he's in the same cell too, having been thrown into one after someone got suspicious and searched the cargo he was carrying. Turns out taking that particular brand of cakes from one planet to another's illegal, who knew. (Han most definitely did know.)

He blinks when he sees Poe stepping inside. Huh, looks like he'll be having company tonight.]

You know, of all the places I'd expect to find you, I didn't think a jail cell would be one of them. [He sounds amused at least?] How'd you get in here?

B

[helluva_pilot]

[You're just sharing a cell with a war hero. A war hero dad told you a million stories about. A war hero who also happens to be dead after being stabbed by his own worthless kid, according to Finn. But who isn't currently dead.

It's fine. Be cool, Dameron. You got this.]

General Solo! Hi! You look. Er. Really [not dead] great, sir.

[It's a perfectly reasonable question. Come on.]

Speeding. What about you?

[ranoutofluck]

[He hasn't been called General Solo in years, and the usage of the title now gets a huff of breath out of time. It sounds almost like a laugh.]

I haven't been a general in years, Dameron. [And he's pretty sure the title of Captain now belongs to a five-year-old, so. He levels a look at Poe that says, really?] You can say it, you know, but thanks anyway. You don't look half-bad yourself, for someone in jail.

[A moment's pause, then a sigh:] Smuggling.

[helluva_pilot]

Yeah, and General Organa keeps telling me to call her Leia. [Look, he can't handle the fact that his childhood heroes have first names.]

Oh. So you got the bad news. [That's a relief. He sure didn't want to be the one to break it.] Well, I was having fun up until I got pulled over...

...going for your expert skill, huh.

[ranoutofluck]

[He raises his brows, skeptical. Uh-huh, Dameron, sure.]

That's one way to put it. [Dry as dust. Yes, he most definitely got the bad news.] I'd say I didn't know it was illegal to transport that brand off-planet, but I got a feeling you wouldn't believe me anyway. [And besides, it'd be a total lie, so he won't even bother with that.

A shrug, then, in a tired tone:] It's one thing I'm good at. [Just keep telling yourself that.]

[helluva_pilot]

For what it's worth, I'm sorry. [Seriously, what do you even say to someone on the news of their untimely demise? And that's not even touching on the who part of it.]

I might have heard one too many stories about you. From General Organa. And from my dad.

One thing. But they don't do Sabacc here.

[ranoutofluck]

For what it's worth, [he echoes] you're not the one who needs to be sorry about anything here. [It's probably Han who owes an apology here, but Leia's not here, so he keeps the words to himself.

A snort of laughter.] Did he, now? I got a few stories about your dad too. And Leia, if you want to hear them. [The time she went and saved his ass on Kashyyyk, for example.]

They got something close to it, but they confiscated the cards when they caught me. [Along with everything else.]

[helluva_pilot]

[Not quite what he meant, but Poe decides to do the wise thing for once and let it go before he makes things even more awkward.]

Hell yeah I do, sir. Dad always wants to tell stories about everyone but himself. [Maybe it's a humbleness thing. Or maybe he doesn't want his kid to know what a hellraiser he was.]

Hope you can get everything back. I'll put a call in to Finn as soon as they let me and he'll come get us out.