[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

[aigue]

I told him no at first, but he's incredibly stubborn. And charming. And romantic.

[She huffs.]

It wasn't a fair fight. And I couldn't really tell him off when his wife and mistress were mostly not in the wasteland, and sex being tied to belief and our survival didn't help matters.

[bb_wolf]

Sounds like someone I know.

[And he fucking hates Charming and Jack too, so Monty's basically doomed.]

I could eat him if you want.

[aigue]

[She starts chuckling. What the hell is this, a wolf being nice enough to offer something like that to her? Ysengrin would be furious.]

Thank you, but I'm hoping he'll behave a bit more now that sex isn't necessary.

[Even though she knows he's been flirting with women on the network already. Cough.]

If you want to go ahead and tease him a little with that threat, though, I won't stop you.

[bb_wolf]

[Sure, nice. Offering to eat someone for you is nice. Ish.]

I don't tease with threats I won't follow through with.

[If Bigby threatens something, he will follow through. It's what's kept the community in line for three hundred years.]

[aigue]

There goes that plan. [A dramatic sigh.]

Don't eat him, anyway. I might be complaining a lot but I do still love him.

[bb_wolf]

[Bigby keeps his trap shut. He has opinions on love. Not pleasant ones. Love is stupid. Love gets people killed and makes them lose all perspective.]

Why?

[aigue]

I don't know. We've been through a lot together. He genuinely cares for me, which is absolutely crazy of him, but it is what it is.

[Love is one of those weird things that's impossible to explain, especially when you're a cynical person.]

[bb_wolf]

[Bigby still thinks she's insane.

Love is what he sees when Beast and Beauty look at each other. They're dumb, but they're dumb and in love and have been for hundreds upon hundreds of years, with eyes for nothing but each other.]

Caring doesn't have to be love.

[Snow cares about him, but it's not love. He cares about most of his idiot Fables, but it isn't love.]

[aigue]

[She'd like that kind of love, though she really isn't sure she's capable of it, let alone Monty too.]

No, but it's part of it. And for me that's particularly important, because very few people care about me and vice versa.

[bb_wolf]

Hm.

Well, if you're happy, what else matters?

[aigue]

[She chuckles.] Very little, apparently.

[bb_wolf]

Then... I guess, congrats on getting your mate.

[aigue]

Thank you.

I take it you don't have one?

[bb_wolf]

Don't have, don't want.

[And he's completely honest about that. He has no interest in a mate. What would he do with one?]

[aigue]

Why not? Still having fun with the whole 'lone wolf' thing?

[bb_wolf]

Got no interest. Never have. I don't want pups, or pack.

[aigue]

No instinctual urges?

[bb_wolf]

No.

[He's only ever encountered other wolves and found them a threat or an annoyance, as he got bigger.]

Probably for the best, given my size.

[aigue]

You can't do anything about that?

[bb_wolf]

I can be human.

I frequently am human, especially back home. But here I have the luxury of being myself.

[aigue]

Oh? I'd like to see that sometime.

[bb_wolf]

[Bigby cracks out his spine.]

Are you strange about nudity like humans are? I can show you now.

[aigue]

It doesn't bother me. Go ahead.

[bb_wolf]

[Bigby takes a few moments to fold himself back into his human skin. Slightly smaller than modern average, compact, well proportioned. Not a mark, bar a pale, silvery crescent on his left thigh.

He shrugs.]

So. That's it. What I have to wear most of the time, pretending to be human.

[And he's so, incredibly human to sight and sound. To scent, though. Scent still screams what he is. Predator. North Wind. Fear manifest.]

[aigue]

[She looks him up and down, not bothering to switch over to her human form. He hasn't asked and he'll probably see it eventually, so it isn't that important.]

How can you do that, exactly?