[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

[imfine1111one]

--!

Ah, that's not a bad idea. . .[Mumbled to himself of course. But then he frowns, and shouts back up AGAIN.]

WAIT WHY DIDN'T YOU DO THAT BEFORE WHILE YOU WERE LOST???

[save_the_souls]

[Calling back down:]

DIDN'T THINK I'D NEED TO.

[imfine1111one]

AND YET HERE WE ARE.

. . .

PLEASE DON'T GET EATEN BY A SPACE HAWK.

[save_the_souls]

I'M FINE!

[A few more moments pass. Then once Allen has his bearings from the view, he lowers himself. When he gets low enough, he'll let go of his ribbon and drop to the ground- landing on his feet]

We want to go that way. [Pointing westward]

[imfine1111one]

[. . .

It's like the keyword to make Apollo shut up. If he says he's fine, he must be. He doesn't shout again, and patiently waits with crossed arms. He's sort of worried about how Allen will get down, but here he comes, as light on his feet as a cat. Just what the heck is this guy?

The thought is broken when Allen points.]

Ah! Well then, that's great! I guess you do have a sense of direction.

. . .

Though er, if you can zip through the trees like that, wouldn't you be able to get out of here way faster than walking around?

[save_the_souls]

....

Well...we could? If you wanted to go that way? I could try carrying you, I suppose.

[imfine1111one]

[RECOILS]

N-no no, t-that's fine, I'm fine! Me and heights. . .don't really mix. . .eurgh.

It just seems odd for you to waste your time down here with me.

[save_the_souls]

[He chuckles at that reaction] Okay, that's fine. Don't worry, I don't mind walking.

Besides, you're Apollo, aren't you? Clay would kill me if I just left you in the woods.

[imfine1111one]

Huh? Yeah, that's right. Apollo Justice, Defense Attorney.

Wait, so that must mean you're part of Clay's crew, or you're---!

[......SUDDENLY, getting real close and STARING]

[save_the_souls]

[Whoa okay getting close there! He leans back some to get some space]

Er- I'm Allen. Allen Walker?

[imfine1111one]

[Jiiiiii--wait does this guy seriously have a star shaped scar.

Wow. Way to pick them, Space bro. In practically the drop of a hat, Apollo goes from grumpily resigned to eager and excited. And still just as loud. He backs up, slamming a fist down on a convenient desk shaped rock.]

You're him! You're Clay's Moon! Er, or Earth. Whichever simile he assigned to you!

[save_the_souls]

[Wow that's quite a moodswing! And where did that desk shaped rock come from?! Then again, maybe he shouldn't ask...

The description makes him smile a little. Of course Clay would describe him with some space metaphor]

Starlight, usually. [You know, because of the hair and scar] But yeah, that's me! Nice to finally meet you, Apollo.

[imfine1111one]

Starlight? Ahah, that sounds like his particular blend of corny and sappy. . .

You too! You were the first thing he told me about this place, he's really happy. Who knew a steady relationship was actually viable on something as absurd as a never ending space opera cruise.

[save_the_souls]

I think it's sweet. He's very open with his emotions, it's very refreshing.

[He never had to second guess what Clay was feeling. It made things easier]

Yeah, I know. We've been very lucky in that way. He's made me really happy too.

[imfine1111one]

. . .yeah, yeah he is.

Well, I'm happy for the both of you! He deserves it! And uh, I'll assume you do too. You seem nice enough, especially since you're sticking with me despite my sourness earlier. Sorry about that.

[save_the_souls]

[He shakes his head, feeling a bit relieved. This guy seems like him! That's a good thing!]

It's fine. Being a little cranky isn't justifiable cause to leave someone in the forest.

[imfine1111one]

[YES IT IS he almost wants to say. Apollo has little tolerance for a lot of people's shit. He just gives an awkward nod.]

Ahaha, I guess. . .in any case, it definitely feels better having someone around. I just came out here because I was tired of everyone prodding me.

[save_the_souls]

Ha, I'm sure they just don't want you to become a recluse.

[imfine1111one]

Too late. [He's half joking, but haha GOOD LUCK GETTING HIM OFF A SHIP AGAIN.]

Anyway, tell me more about you and Clay! Back home he was so busy with his training, I didn't think he'd ever try dating again. This is a trip to think about.

[save_the_souls]

[GET OFF YOUR SHIP AND EXPLORE SPACE!! ITS GOOD FOR YOU]

Ha- I can imagine. I don't think either of us expected to date here.

But what would you like to know?

[imfine1111one]

[WHAT WOULD HE LIKE TO KNOW, ALLEN ASKS. He whips out a notepad. Where did he have it. Lawyer secret.]

Clay's told me a bit, but I like to get different testimonies. What was the first date like? How many did it take before you guys made it official? Did that very distinct mark of yours play into it?

[save_the_souls]

...Testimonies...?!

[Was he under some criminal investigation now...?! SHIT.]

Um- okay, first of all it's a scar. And...I don't know? He's never mentioned it-

[Did it? Shit it has a star and everything what if it did-

Noticing the notepad: ] -- Are you writing this down??

[imfine1111one]

. . .yes? It's fine, I don't embellish anything.

A scar? Wow. (For such a specific shape, that must have been something super painful. . .) He's seriously never said anything about it? Even though your nickname is Starlight?

[save_the_souls]

[My god this guy, and here he thought it'd been going well.

Dryly] No, he didn't. Most people feel it's rude to point out a giant scar across someone's face.

[HINT. HINT.]

[imfine1111one]

[?????????

This is a blatant contradiction. His pet name is Starlight. There is a starshaped scar on his face. WHERE IS THE CONNECTION.

But he does get the hint, even if though there's a distinct glint of wanting to badger more in his eyes.]

. . .er, I suppose so, though it's certainly a noticeable feature.

But in any case, let's turn it around. What stood out to you about Clay?