[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

[complicatedliar]

One made in utter defiance.

[precedented]

That applies to most things you do, Loki.

[complicatedliar]

[He laughs.] A decision that established a habit.

[precedented]

A very telling habit, no less.

[complicatedliar]

What does it tell you?

[precedented]

That you enjoy the other option.

[complicatedliar]

I look well in a black sheepskin.

[precedented]

[ He chuckles softly. ]

I do not think it is your colour.

[complicatedliar]

How shall you dress me, then?

[precedented]

Hmm.

[ He clicks his tongue. ] Blue, perhaps.

[complicatedliar]

I do not think that a color I have ever favored. Why that? [He can't think of a time he's ever gone out of his way to wear that shade...]

[precedented]

It's the colour of water. Of spice. It invites change and flows freely without concern.

[ He shrugs. ] Granted, I am Fremen. I think in a certain way.

[complicatedliar]

Blue was a color my mother liked, though of a steely shade.

[He considers for a moment and uses a small illusion to change his clothing over to shades of blue like water, and like Leto's eyes.]

What think you, then?

[precedented]

[ His smile grows fonder. ]

A most pleasing shade.

[complicatedliar]

[He laughs, reaching up to comb his fingers lightly through Leto's hair.] If it is too pleasing, I fear you might hesitate to undress me.

[precedented]

[ He bends down to press a chaste kiss to Loki's forehead. ]

I would hate to despoil the colour.

[complicatedliar]

[He wrinkles his nose.] I should not wish to be so proper.

[His fingers stray along Leto's jaw.]

[precedented]

What's wrong with proper?

[complicatedliar]

'tis boring. Though useful now and then. Truly, can you imagine me being proper?

[precedented]

Oh, Loki.

[ That very comment amuses Leto and it shows. ]

Being proper is a game. A constant duel of wits and words, to gain and lose ground. What rules must be in play and what rules can be forgotten?

[complicatedliar]

Playing proper, I do when it suits or amuses.

[precedented]

But you have never walked the tightrope because you always had power.

[complicatedliar]

I walked a different tightrope after I fell. Proper would have done me no use.

[precedented]

I am aware.

[ There is little he does not see and the past is an open book. ] That was a different rope, with different games.

[complicatedliar]

[This is a feeling he doesn't like, a sort of nakedness that is entirely unappealing.] Then tell me how you have played the game, as I've nothing to offer.