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test drive # 2







test drive meme #2
It happens in the blink of an eye.

One moment, you are home. Perhaps you are with your family, perhaps you are at work. It's a completely normal day . . . and then, suddenly, your stomach drops. You are overcome with a sudden sense of vertigo. You cannot see up, or down, or where you are.

All you hear is a voice -- light, bubbly, warm, soothing, in your ear:

Don't worry, darling. This won't hurt a bit~ ♥

For those who recognize the voice, it will sound a bit strained. Possibly tired. But the moment happens so quickly it's hard to pin down, and once that moment is over, you fall flat on your face. It's dim, damp, with the trickling of what feels like rain. It takes a few moments for you to gain composure, to catch your breath. You think, for half a moment, that a hand is on your back, rubbing between your shoulder blades in comfort, but when you open your eyes, no one is there. You are surrounded by ancient stone buildings, with carvings you do not recognize etched into the stone. There's a sense of nausea, overwhelming and sudden, when you realize you aren't in Kansas anymore.

And, of course, because this is just your luck.

It's raining.



THE TEMPLE OF BEGINNINGS.

Welcome to the "Home Base" of Astoria's Circle. What the actual name of the base is called is lost to the ages, and there's no sense of where you could find it, unless you started asking around.

At any rate, this is a central hub of the Circle, a place of powerful magic and mysterious energy. It is a scattering of ancient stone buildings and for the most part, it looks abandoned . . . except for what seems to be a few items, some rooms taken, items moved or organized, even a small garden planted. These are just the smallest hints that there are people here that have been here before you arrived.

For some, this place is home. For others, this strange land is new and dark, like a haze has settled in the air. The creatures in the forest seem to be stirring, and every now and then the sky will open up, and a storm will pass through, in varying degrees of intensity. Some will be easy spring showers, others will be angry, thunderous storms.

Not exactly the most welcoming place, but it's a start.

Overall, it's fairly beautiful. However, it is definitely not modern.

Upon exploration, you find that the buildings are kept up by some kind of magic. Some of the rooms have items, things from other Circle members already settled, and others appear to be unclaimed. Pick your rooms, explore the grounds, see the beauty and wonder all around you in such a magical place. The rain makes everything feel a bit softer, but also eerie, like there is a secret being kept just on the outside of your vision.

Of course, this means you have free reign. This place seems easy enough to figure out on your own, with enough time to take a walk around! However- members who recognize this place may notice the lack of a certain figure, the grounds feeling a bit more empty, more abandoned, than they did before.



IT'S A FIELD OF . . . POPPIES?
The buildings of the Temple of Beginnings span out across a fair-sized field, intermixed with trees, open grassy planes, outside sitting areas, fire rings, and other oddly ancient but somehow structures. With the mist and the rain, everything feels a bit more ethereal, like there is life to every inch of what you see before you. Or like you've stumbled into some kind of alternate world. Around the temple is a ring of stones that do not seem to move no matter what characters may attempt, and beyond that is the forest.

The forest itself is more than just impressive - it is near-overwhelming. An impossibly ancient stretch of woods that crackle with magical energy. Within, there is all matter of fauna and flora, darting from tree trunk to tree trunk. The canopy is thick enough to shield from the worst of the rain, but still the water gets through, dripping down through the leaves and dampening the ground under your feet. While there is always a sense of wonder - and possible danger - in every stretch of this forest, nothing will come any closer than a brief glimpse out of the corner of your eyes.

No matter how you try, you can't quite seem to catch a full glimpse of what is moving about. Some of the creatures seem small, flittering through the air, while others dart through the trees, larger, more imposing. Everything here seems to be looking for some kind of shelter, so be wary of stumbling across something already taken.

There is a particular clearing not too far into the woods that opens up, a field encircled by trees. In the middle of the field there is an odd glow - luminescent even in the darkened sky. Upon investigation, you will find a bush - about the size of a small car - filled with glowing flowers, white, blue, gold, and purple. They all smell faintly sweet, but it's hard to tell with the scent of earth and rain all around you.

if you decide to pick one of these flowers, there will be no immediate recourse. However, the longer you decide to keep the flower on your person - or if, for whatever reason, you decide to eat said flower - the following will start to set in.
White: For whatever reason, you will have more energy than you know what to do with, and will be filled with the urge to shine. Ever needed a confidence booster? To a point that you need to get up on buildings and belt your favorite song at the top of your lungs? Well, now you do.
Blue: After some time of carrying around this flower, you will start to feel at peace. Which isn't necessarily a bad thing, is it? Until that feeling of peace continues to grow, and continues, and continues. Soon you will feel so peaceful, it's almost as if nothing matters at all. I mean...it'll work out in the end, won't it? You're no longer missing home, missing people, worried about what happened and what you might fine. Everything is chill. Beyond chill. The most chill. But maybe out in the middle of the forest isn't the best place for a nap?
Gold: Congrats, you've officially become a hoarder! No, seriously, you will have this uncontrollable urge to grab things and collect them. It doesn't matter what they are, or where they are. You need to have them and you will find a way to make it happen. Hats? Rings? People with green hair? The world is your oyster, and that's the key word here - yours.
Purple: Suddenly, and without warning, you find yourself unable to...well. Go on alone, really. The first person you see, or that you come in contact with, will feel much like the savior of your world, and for the next five hours or so, you will be unable to be far from them. Even if you know the fear is irrational, you can't really help it, following friend or stranger alike, always needing to be just in arms reach.
Regarding further exploration of the wood, it will seem to go on forever. Getting lost seems almost imperative to existence within this forest, going on forever in all directions with no edge in sight. You could walk for days, weeks, possibly even more. However, the second that you find yourself thinking about wanting to return to the buildings from before, you find yourself cresting through the edge of the trees, back to your home.



RUN BY THE RIVER
While inside the buildings and in the main open spaces, the water doesn't seem to be building up all too terribly, un an unfortunate turn of events, it all seems to be rolling down a very slight hill, pulling just on the outside of the ring of stones.

The ground here is unstable, wet and muddy from the amount of moisture falling from the skies. So much that in some areas (the fighting area being one), it will start to collect into a dangerous combination of mud and moving water. It's possible to get stuck in it, possible to get lost in the flooding, but it's also possible to...you know. Have some fun?

Mud slides, mud wrestling, mud...castles? Whatever you want it to be, it's at your disposal! While the arena was originally a place to practice your powers, or any of the various weapons that are usually kept here, now you can do the same with a little added obstacle in your path. That, or it's possible you simply got stuck trying to make it back to your room. Hopefully someone will be by to help you!


CONNECTIONS AND COMMENTARY
Upon arriving, you will notice on whichever is your non-dominant hand, you will have a fairly simply screen. A smart watch, if you will. Upon exploration, you will find that it has a directory of all those here with you at the Temple of Beginnings- names, and access to a direct message to them. The watch also has video, audio, and text capabilities, as well as what looks like a collection of messages sent to everyone who wishes to open them. This is your 'network', and also how Astoria can reach out and communicate with you.

There is nothing keeping you from removing and/or losing your watch! But remember that you will not have access to this network without it.


OOC: Also feel free to join us and other possible players on our discord server!





enjoy! ♥
juniberries: (amour; thanks lance)

OMG LONG TIME NO SEE

[personal profile] juniberries 2018-06-20 07:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[The familiar voice from behind abates all of the fears that have suddenly fallen on her, and when she turns to see Lance she cannot help but look completely and utterly relieved that he's here. She was worried, so worried that she'd continue to be here alone and surrounded by nothing but loneliness.

So congrats, Lance, you may get to play out your fantasy of being a Princess's knight-in-shining-armour after all.

Platt's also happy to see Lance, but not in the same way Allura is, because she practically rushes over to be near him, to reach for his hand, voice almost breathless with relief.
]

Now I am. I am so glad to see you, Lance.
juniberries: (BUT MY TOASTER STRUDEL)

[personal profile] juniberries 2018-06-20 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[Perhaps the word 'undertaker' is foreign to her. Or perhaps she's just isn't following the strange train of thought this woman is going on about.]

Dig their own...what?

[She'll probably regret asking.]

And, as I've said, that is quite all right. Not only am I not fond of digging holes, I do not particular enjoy laying in them either.
unpatriarchal: (004.)

[personal profile] unpatriarchal 2018-06-20 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he offers her a faint smile, at the rebuke of i need no knight -- a peace offering, that he was just joking, before lotor shakes his head, lowering his sword fully to the ground so he can talk to her properly. finally at ease. ]

No, I haven't seen or heard anyone from our universe -- until I heard your voice. The forest is seemingly neverending; I've been walking for what felt like eons until I found you.

[ he pauses before he narrows his eyes slightly, holding out his hand toward her, pointing at the flower -- careful not to touch it, but quizzical. allura hasn't let it go, and she's acting . . . well, not odd, but -- okay, she's acting weird, and while lotor doesn't necessarily made allura following him around and desperate to be in his personal space, it's still weird, and a cause for concern. ]

I've seen some of those, though, on my quest to get lost. [ may as well call a spade a spade. ] It seems to be a native species, but the animals are avoiding them. Where did you find it?
spaceforged: (Black lion stop! Stop!)

II River

[personal profile] spaceforged 2018-06-20 08:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's possibly lucky that he'd just landed or Mikleo would have landed face down in the mud. Maybe not so lucky for Shiro. He rumbles once in greeting, yellow eyes flickering as reaches out with his mind to chat.]

Hey. Doing okay there?
spellweave: (» kindness)

temple

[personal profile] spellweave 2018-06-20 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[The events of their first world jump had been taxing for him both physically and mentally. He was looking forward to the rest and so being back in his room at the temple was more than welcomed.

The door is slightly ajar as the sound of rain was soothing and helped him relax.

Then it is interrupted by an unfamiliar voice and he looks up from where he's seated on his bed. He stands and crosses the room to open it further, greeting the girl with a slight smile.]


I'm afraid so but you are more than welcome to enter if you seek shelter from the rain. [He steps aside, opening the door more to invite her inside.]
bestaround: (pic#11794030)

[personal profile] bestaround 2018-06-20 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[ That... certainly is a sword that stands out from most 9S has ever had his hands on. Which is likely the reason he's picked it up in the first place, slowly turning it over. Is this really an effective weapon? In a lot of ways, it doesn't look it...

Not that he has long to mull over it; the door unexpectedly swings open, and with it comes a voice. ]


Uh— [ 9S quickly turns on his feet, giving a stunned stare before he manages to find his words again. ] No, I... So there are people around?
reeliable: ponponpon (i just watched my dad pour beer)

temple

[personal profile] reeliable 2018-06-20 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[The knock wasn't so much of a surprise as an unfamiliar, seemingly stressed expression - she's new. Noct can't say he's seen new people with their group since everyone else arrived, and it didn't seem like anyone else would be coming. Giving a reassuring smile even as he nods, Noct opens the door a bit further and moves to come out.]

Uh - yeah, it is sort of full, but if you need help finding an empty one... do you want someone to walk with?

[If there are new people milling around the Temple, maybe being out and about will be better, for familiar faces to find him.]
oneandmikleonly: (Default)

Re: II River

[personal profile] oneandmikleonly 2018-06-20 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[mikleo sputters a bit, pushing himself back upright; he's surprised to feel metal under his hands, though when he stumbles back a sucking step or two it's clear the Black Lion isn't unfamiliar to him. one notes the other shapechangers in the coven, after all.]

--as well as can be expected, I suppose. Sorry about that, I didn't mean to land on you...

[and he frowns, as he realizes he can't telepathically reply back.]

What's going on? Do you know where we are? Is this still Shehui?
cargoed: (Default)

lance | voltron: legendary defender (up to s6 but lemme know about spoilers!)

[personal profile] cargoed 2018-06-20 08:40 pm (UTC)(link)
THE TEMPLE OF...A LOT OF RAIN
[ so here's the thing: the rain is definitely not acid (thanks for the nightmares, coran), which is an immediate plus. another immediate plus is that it's rain, which lance has...missed. like a lot. so excuse him for those first few moments where he kind of stands around in the midst of it, simply enjoying. even if the gloves of his paladin suit make it a little difficult to really feel, he can still catch it on his cheeks, and in his hair.

mostly because it just feels nice.

but then the panic sets in- he can't feel red, he doesn't know where the rest of the team is, or what happened to...you know. everything where they were. and these creepy stone buildings? not actually helping. like at all. but that doesn't stop lance from exploring a little bit, confused and concerned and some other 'c' words he'll definitely think up in a bit. definitely. for now, it's just a lot of co-ordinated exploring? okay no that was lame, get it together. ]


He-ello? Anyone here? Anyone...at all? [ this place is definitely not haunted, right? ] Hello?
NETWORK
so...this is kinda cool.
it means i can message everyone at the same time, right?
new age mass email chains?
awesome!

anyway sup everyone who is also here
name's lance- paladin of voltron, defender of the universe and all that.
it's a BIG DEAL so don't get too excited but
if anyone has a quick sec to answer a few question-

1. what in the quiznak is actually going on
2. how do we leave
3. has anyone seen a big ole red lion anywhere?

thanks in advance!!!!
WILDCARD
[ come at me, friends! i can roll with it! ]
spellweave: (» um???)

iii.

[personal profile] spellweave 2018-06-20 08:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[He'd been passing through in a hurry, trying to flee the heavy downpour that had started and find shelter. As was his luck he was half way across before he lost his footing in the mud and slipped. He hits the ground with enough force to knock the wind out of him for a few seconds.

Naturally now that he's already soaked from the rain and half covered in mud does the rain become a much less ferocious drizzle and he sighs. It probably looks like he's stuck since he's still sitting there but he isn't. ... He thinks.

Of all the hands to reach out to help, however, he did not expect it to be someone so familiar. He looks up in surprise first at his hand and then at his face.]


Arenvald? [Of all the people to show up here! .... Oh. Right.] Ah... yes, actually. Thank you. [Why had he just been sitting there, is the real question. But now that help is here he will gladly accept.

Alphinaud reaches out to grip his proffered hand.]
bestaround: (pic#12291011)

whoa hey c: you're good!

[personal profile] bestaround 2018-06-20 08:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Likewise, between the rain and fog, he didn't quite make out an exact face either—just that there was one at all in an unfamiliar area. He was hoping he wouldn't be the only one stumbling into foreign territory, not to say it'd be the first time he'd suddenly found himself rather far away from where he had been previously. But that... only happened once, and any further rifting from there was at least expected. 9S never imagined it could happen again.

At any rate, they make their way over, and once the distance is closed between them—

As it turns out, he knows that face, and seems as equally surprised as she does. ]


Yeah, this isn't where I was expecting to see myself, either. [ He says airily, despite the troubling situation. ] What about you?

[ He's guessing that this wasn't supposed to happen for her as well, but it never hurts to make sure. ]
spaceforged: (Have to reign in the space cats.)

[personal profile] spaceforged 2018-06-20 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[Shehui. The Black Lion turns to purple light and collapses into human shape. Shiro flicks the last motes of light away from himself and speaks.]

No, this isn't Shehui. We're entirely out of the Qri's hands. The witch that brought us here is called Astoria. She'll likely be around to talk on the network, [He holds up his arm and taps the wristwatch with two fingers.]

When she feels up to it. We just got back from our first world hop with her. It seems to have worn her out.
actualwizard: (Default)

Billy Kaplan | Marvel 616 (crau- entranceway)

[personal profile] actualwizard 2018-06-20 08:56 pm (UTC)(link)
The Temple of Beginnings

    [ Magical kidnapping to strange worlds was something Billy was intimately familiar with. Four years ago he woke up in Wonderland after all, then he went home and woke up there again almost three years later. The difference was it was an easy transition, you blink and suddenly you’re in a different place. This time it was...well he hadn’t been that nauseous since the first time he tried teleporting.

    So. Magical kidnapping. He was definitely not in Wonderland anymore, or New York. In fact the more he explored the more he wondered if he was in some ancient celtic temple site. He could feel the magic around him, but he was having a hard time accessing it. Also teleporting home did not work, not that he thought it would but it was worth a shot- it was always worth a shot. With that out of the way he was left to explore.

    Ducking his head into rooms it was obvious that some people lived here. The whole place was clean and not collecting dust like one might think from a place like this, he had so many questions but nothing that could be answered unless he stumbled upon someone.
    ]


The Poppies- Purple

    [ Exploration takes him into the forest. And the forest takes him to the clearing with the poppies. It’s hard to miss, and even harder to ignore. Glowing flowers, he can’t just walk away from glowing flowers. They smells sweet, or so he thinks but really it’s the glowing that makes him reach out and grab one, taking it from the bush.

    The next thing he knows he’s sitting in the ground a few feet from the bushes, the feeling of isolation and loneliness surrounding him- choking him. The thought of getting up and heading back to the temple makes him want to curl up in a ball and panic. He can’t imagine moving from this spot, not if he wants to be safe. Not ever.

    Hi forest, he lives here now. At least until someone wanders by, and then he turns into a clinging monkey, sorry stranger, have a new wizard friend.
    ]


Wildcard

    Have an idea for a different prompt? Go for it? Want to discuss anything pm me.

cargoed: ((c) recondites)

DID YOU MISS ME C:

[personal profile] cargoed 2018-06-20 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[ um???? heck yes?????? please and thank you????

even if...alright this might be kind of weird but it definitely also feels a little weird to have her react like this. not that he doesn't totally dig it, because he does, and would be all about being allura's knight in shining armor, but this feels...off? like a dream that shouldn't be happening that he's suddenly a little too aware of to get into? ]


Uh- yeah. I saw you head into the forest, so I followed and... [ his eyes look down to her hand, then back up to her, suddenly a bit more serious. ] You are okay, right? Not...hurt or anything?
Edited 2018-06-20 21:02 (UTC)
bestaround: (pic#12175900)

[personal profile] bestaround 2018-06-20 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Fair point, although 9S is less concerned about whatever dangers these woods could pose and more about the distance between here and all those old ruins most seem to stay close by to.

Which appears to be on this guy's mind as well, so at least they're on the same page. 9S shakes his head. ]


Not really—I've been keeping track. [ He'd be a pretty poor Scanner model if he ended up getting lost somewhere. ] Is it usually this empty out here, though?

[ 9S thought he may have seen something, or perhaps it was simply the leaves rustling in the wind. It's just weird how long he's gone without spotting anything but flora. ]
reeliable: ponponpon (i thought i needed to get laid)

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[personal profile] reeliable 2018-06-20 09:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's a bit difficult to see anyone through the rain and mist at first, but he calls out similarly, having been going by the glow he could see somewhat in the distance.]

Hello? Don't worry, someone's here.

[Eventually, Noctis comes around from the other side of the bush, one hand carefully following the flowers as he tracks his way around. Giving a light reassuring smile, Noct casts a glance back the way he came. Going too far wasn't really the plan, but all the sorts of shapes moving around in the fog are disconcerting enough that he's thinking people shouldn't be out in this.]

Are you alright?
lonered: (18)

[personal profile] lonered 2018-06-20 09:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh good. You've discovered a new way to talk too much.

[Guess who, Lance.

Except actually Keith is well. Glad to see him? But also pissed that Astoria is messing with more of his friends.]


The lions aren't here. Well. Not exactly anyway.

Where are you?
unpatriarchal: (003.)

lotor | voltron: legendary defender.

[personal profile] unpatriarchal 2018-06-20 09:19 pm (UTC)(link)
poppies.
[ look at me. now back to your man. now back to me.

you may have stumbled across a tall purple-skinned white-haired man in weird armor and with a weird sword wandering through the forest, stopping in a clearing to examine the flowers. and you might think for a minute, what is he doing prodding at flowers? but lotor is not an idiot. but he is curious, and he does genuinely enjoy exploring new things. so it's because of this that he explores the forest, and how he happens upon this random patch of flowers that seem to be silently screaming pick me.

lotor, though, is not picking them. instead, he swings his sword and neatly beheads a flower, watching an odd puff of pollen emerge from the disconnect of petal to stem, and he watches a weird looking mouse like creature scurry into the bush at the sudden emersion of the dust. and lotor exhales in a slight laugh, amused. ]


What a bizarre planet.

[ what a fuckin weirdo. ]


voice.
I can't imagine you're all happy to be here.

[ unlike some people allura you goody-two shoes well-meaning annoyance smh!!!, lotor keeps his name (and his title) to himself. but he sounds to be in good spirits -- testing the waters. seeing who is here. prodding, luring whatever paladins are lurking around into the open to see what's going on. ]

Has anyone managed to find a way out of here? I imagine not. [ musing to himself, thoughtful. ] If only there were some sort of universal intergalactic police force at our beck and call to save the day, eager to rescue us from our plight.

[ ]

But failing that -- how long is it going to rain?
parttimes: (SO MANY SNOOTS BOOPED)

[personal profile] parttimes 2018-06-20 09:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Honestly, if I acted like some sort of expert just because I've been here longer, it'd be a mistake.

[He shrugs, expression and body language more rueful than anything.]

We only spent a little while here before they shunted us off to some new world, so I'm honestly not sure. I think so...? Maybe. I know it's darker than it was before, though.
unrecovered: (Well...)

Agent Washington | Red vs Blue | Probably early S15 because /gestures wildly at current season

[personal profile] unrecovered 2018-06-20 09:30 pm (UTC)(link)
1. The Temple

[What. The fuck.]

[Wash has been in worse situations before, sure, but the only reason this one doesn't immediately qualify is because nobody's shooting at him. Yet. He's been yanked from one place to another seemingly at random, almost completely disarmed, and then left alone. Honestly, the creepiest bit is the fact that someone touched him through his armor. Someone getting through his armor without him taking it off first is generally a sign of things being extremely wrong.]

[But he looks to be alone, at least for now, and he's in the middle of whatever likely passes for civilization here. It's vaguely reminiscent of the temples on Chorus, though he doubts there's anything here for a key/sword to activate. Might as well explore - through the buildings, past the garden, as close to the edge of the forest as he dares to get - and see if he can find some other sign of life.]


2. The Network

[The watch looks useful, though he'll probably have a hell of a time getting it to interface with his armor. The fact that the directory is full of names he doesn't recognize is both comforting and disappointing; looks like he's on his own for this, whatever the hell this is. Might as well take stock of the locals. He doesn't feel up to visuals, but nothing wrong with an audio recording, right?]

This probably isn't the first time somebody's asked this, but where are we? I mean- what planet are we on, what system is it in, and how do we leave?

[He doesn't have time for this dimension's nature walk bullshit; he has to get back home and make sure Caboose hasn't tried to adopt a T-rex. Again.]

3. Wild Card

[Do whatever! Have fun! Wash is the adaptable sort and so am I, so I'm down for just about anything.]
spaceforged: (Black Lion: Brace)

(Welcome, welcome!) Temple

[personal profile] spaceforged 2018-06-20 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[Yellow eyes wink on in the dark ahead of him. The Black Lion moves into the light with a chuffing sound. About the size of a pick-up truck, it looms until it dips its head down and rumbles. Shiro's voice surfaces not from the air but inside his head.]

Lance. Did you just get here?

poppies

[personal profile] bearycomposed 2018-06-20 09:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[First off... Tall, purple, and weird has a sword - Misaki would have to be an idiot to go anywhere near the guy! Unfortunately, with a purple flower in her pocket and some range between them and no-one else in sight, Misaki finds her legs carrying her back across the field rather than into the woods as she should go, because even if Tall Purple and Weird has a sword, at least he's a person.

And she really can't go without a Person, at the moment.
]

H-hey, is it really... necessary, to cut the flower like that?
Edited (shhh i fucked up some html you didn't see) 2018-06-20 21:32 (UTC)
spaceforged: (Take us in slowly)

[Voice]

[personal profile] spaceforged 2018-06-20 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)
It wasn't raining last time we were here. [Shiro's rich baritone is neutral, his usual tones when he greets anyone he doesn't know.]

There's a few changes...it's still being investigated why they're happening. And no, no one has found a way out.

I assume you have a number of questions you want to ask.
unpatriarchal: (006.)

[Voice]

[personal profile] unpatriarchal 2018-06-20 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[ ah, shiro. the black lion. a familiar voice, and it's good to know the paladins are actually here. at least one of them. ]

A few, some more important than others.

[ mildly enough. but lotor has one (1) interest, at the moment, and that is getting out of here. and the only thing he can think of to get out of here is: ]

Is Voltron here?
unpatriarchal: (003.)

[personal profile] unpatriarchal 2018-06-20 09:40 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't think it's a particularly nice flower.

[ mildly enough, as he sheaths the sword, turning to face the child. . . and lotor looks the child up and down quickly, scanning to see if they're hurt or, you know, not a normal child and an axe-murderer instead. but, satisfied with what he sees, lotor continues: ]

Haven't you noticed? The animals won't eat them. There must be some reason why they're left alone and given a wide berth, don't you think?