[muffled spooky scary skeletons playing in the distance]

[geonomy]

Who: You! Me! Everybody!
Broadcast: idk but we've sure got a pretty broad cast of folks eh, eh
Action: HECK YEAH PLANET MINGLE
When: 10/7 until plot update or recaptcha

It's a deep, deep forest filled to the brim with fungi, mysterious life forms, and pitch black darkness. Explore if you dare and discover all these things and more! Just don't get lost...

Comments

[nerdeology]

( a: late to the party )

[Mikleo's still pretty unhealthy and recovering from the whole being-dead situation, but between his frustration with how long it's taking, a hefty dose of cabin fever, and a slice of loneliness over being stuck with the ships when most other people are free to explore, he's ventured off of the Huntress and can be found cross-legged and leaning against a tree, not too far from where the ships have docked, but distant enough that he's surrounded by nature more than the space tech.

He's mostly just there to relax and enjoy the fresh air, but he has a bundle of stuff nearby with which to keep himself occupied; he could be found reading, taking notes in a little book, maybe even some embroidery if the lighting is particularly good.

Come chat him up, he probably looks bored at this point.]


( b: but the afterparty's still going )

[By the 16th, he's feeling much more like his usual self, and will be keen on catching up on lost time. He's not pushing himself too hard just in case, but he's no longer hiding away by the ships, either.

When he isn't out and about exploring the surrounding area, he'll be hanging around at bodies of water he finds - any lakes, rivers, and ponds that might be scattered throughout the wooded planet - and is very carefully experimenting with the water: manipulating the ebb and flow, calling small pools of it to his hand, creating ice cubes that he leaves scattered about or floating nearby. After weeks of exhaustion and feeling separated from his power, he's itching to test out his seraphic artes at last.]


( c: wildcard )

[Got something better? Come at! He's bored and keen to chat.]

[dancingmd]

[Beverly snorts.]

The last romp in the woods I had on a planet like this I almost got eaten by a tree.

[stefanged]

I guess so.

[He picks up the pace, just so he can walk right alongside her.]

Part of the fun's also making sure you're well-protected, just so you know.

[nerdeology]

Yeah. ...Admittedly, none of us have called him that to his face. I'm not quite sure how he'd react.

[It's a lot easier to mock him opening when one is safely away from his terrifying domain.]

b IIIIIII'M GONNA SWIIIIING FROM THE CHANDALIER

[sansseraph]

[For once, it's an accident when Lailah finds Mikleo at one of the lakes. Seeing what he's doing, the fire seraph decides to wait until it's a good time to greet him. She doesn't want to startle a water seraph, thanks.]

You're looking a lot better, Mikleo.

[She approaches him with a smile on her face.]

Getting back into the flow of your artes?

[CAN'T STOP WON'T STOP]

[nerdeology]

[Mikleo pauses between spells, glancing over his shoulder at her and lowering his hands. At the same time, he lifts a brow. Really? Really?]

I... well, yeah. I thought it was about time.

[He hasn't tried to cast any since he'd fought Sorey on the last planet- and sure, he'd been dead or missing for two weeks and a dragon for one, but that's still more than a month. He hasn't gone that long since he'd first started to learn them in the first place.]

Re: [ b ]

[imfine1111one]

[JUMPS LIGHTLY who does this, why do people do this. ]

--er. I'm just recording our progress. Which isn't much, it's mostly three pages of space and now a very ominous spooky forest.

[revengeofthemordsith]

[ She raises an eyebrow. ]

Very . . . engaging. And you see the need for this because?

A

[magicpanchira]

Really, Apollo? Where's your sense of adventure? Well, I guess it's okay. I'll go on without you!

[ The magician salutes her red clad friend dramatically. ]

If I don't come back, tell daddy I love him! Uh, if you ever see him again, that is!

[dancingmd]

[Setting the sketchbook down, she stands to look him over with no small amount of concern. Headaches are rare in her time so even now after being in the fleet for so many months, she gets worried when she sees signs of one.]

Tell me what's happening.

[imfine1111one]

Because it's important to keep a record of everything? If we ever get back, I want to have physical documentation of this trip, no one's going to believe something as absurd as a televised space cruise.

[revengeofthemordsith]

Writing it won't make it any more believable, you realize.

[imfine1111one]

[Wait what! LEANS INTO HIS COMM'S SCREEN]

--OBJECTION!! Trucy wait, you can't just wander into some unknown jungle! If you get lost or hurt, or anything on my watch. . .!

[axiomed]

I'm not sure. There's something . . . out there.

b

[seanced]

[Winnie's also just hanging out on the edge of the forest, after convincing herself it was okay to go down to the planet. But it makes it feel strange and - well, she doesn't look the spooky feeling the forest gives off. Even if she's technically supposed to be a spooky thing herself.

She doesn't mean to approach Apollo as quietly as she does, but it sort of comes with being a ghost. Still, she awkwardly clears her throat a bit before she speaks up, tentative]

What are you writing?

[magicpanchira]

[ Trucy just grins at him, before shrugging her shoulders. ]

I'm gonna do it! Besides, you're not my babysitter, Polly! I'm pretty sure I can take care of myself. You have fun sitting in your room, though, okay?

[save_the_souls]

Probably...not very well, if I could guess. He doesn't sound like the type to have a sense of humour.

[Looking like a big imposing lion, a name like Lord of Calamity. Yeah. Probably not as quirky as the Earl]

Arthur | OTA

[dontthinkaboutelephants]

a) waystations

[Arthur's not paid attention to any warnings. He figures he can take care of himself. So when they warn him not to go shopping alone, he doesn't heed them at all. So when he's carrying around a pretty expensive part, he finds himself being followed. He dodges down alleyways, trying to escape his tail. He turns corner after corner, speeding up, running, and-

He runs straight into a dead-end. He pounds against the wall, angry at himself for falling for that old trick. Three men approach him now, menacing in their stance, and one of them steps forward, grabbing his messenger bag, taking the part, and throwing his bag to the ground. Arthur doesn't fall for it, not picking his bag up, so when they come at him, his fists are already flying.]

b) woods

[Arthur's not one for nature, but he decides to go down on the planet anyway, to investigate. He's not going to spend more than a day or two camping out, but he'd like to see what's around.

He's sitting in a tree currently, sitting on the lowest branch with his sketchpad in his hand. He's in jeans and a t-shirt, not normal wear for him, and his hair is natural, a bit wavy. He's whistling as he sketches.]

A

[geonomy]

[Well. That just won't do at all!

And so, just a few minutes after Apollo foolishly makes that post, he's got someone getting into his ship and looking around for him.]

APOLLO JUSTICE, YOU'RE GOING TO BE FINE, COME ON OUT!!

A

[geonomy]

[Ping!

If Allen checks his comm after that, he'll see: 1 Credit transferred to Allen Walker.

And afterwards, Clay comes up with a smile on, one hand carrying his device, the other in his pocket.]

Credit for your thoughts?

[save_the_souls]

[ Allen was checking his communicator for that update when Clay walks over to him. He realizes what Clay did, and can't help but laugh a little. ]

Didn't think that expression had to be literal.

[geonomy]

I figured you'd appreciate it more if it was literal!

[He sits down beside Allen then, enough so that their arms and legs are touching, and glances over at him.]

So? Credit for your thoughts?

[save_the_souls]

[He smiles and shakes his head]

I was just thinking about the planet, and the distress signal. There's some strange energy about this place, so who knows what you'll find.

[complicatedliar]

Then you may accompany me.

[Until he gets bored with you.

Loki heads into the woods, pausing in the trees for a moment as if listening, eyes closed.]

[complicatedliar]

I've no idea how to address such difficulties, being off such humble means myself.