(no subject)

[begguiling]

♥ Who: Magolor and eeeeveryone (who wants in)
♥ Where: Chillin' outside the housing complexes
♥ When: One fine day in the beginning of August/Achtom
♥ What: Everyone loves a good survey, and even if you don't, you're all getting one anyway.
♥ Rating: G, no warnings here
♥ Note: I'm happy to match your preferred format, so proceed as you wish!


[Could Magolor have done this over the network? Of course. Maybe people would have appreciated that more. But that's not how he chooses to go about this: over the network, he'll be easier to ignore, and that's no good. And over the network, he can't give anyone any earnest handshakes or touches on the shoulder to contribute to his bank account, I mean, the wellbeing of this planet! Praise Diacht!

So instead of ringing up the populace to ask for their input, he's doing this old-school.

Upon leaving their houses today, anytime between midmorning and late afternoon, any character is subject to being hunted down and approached by a perky little hovering alien with a clipboard and pen in his hands. He's pretty fast in waving people down, and pretty relentless:]

Helloooooo~! Won't you spare me just a moment? I promise not to keep you! You'll be glad you did. This is for the good of our community, and I can't do it without your help!

[He at least sounds and looks very earnest about this, like a bright-eyed canvasser on their first day on the streets.

Or maybe it's something else. Maybe you've seen him lurking out there for hours now and want to give him an earful, or like, a snack or something, which would be much appreciated. Maybe you have some bone to pick with him. The world is your oyster! He sure is making himself obnoxiously visible.]

Comments

[begguiling]

You don't think I'd be just as cute green?

[He'll have to make sure to wear his green around Will sometime soon, specifically because of this conversation. Stupid pleasures. Right now, he just gives him his most adorable smile.]

Then I'll just have to work extra hard to nip this in the bud! I'd just hate to lose my charm. On the other hand, you're still calling your poffins bad, so maybe you just have unreasonable standards . . .

/gets distracted with esoteric world specific bullshit instead

[twistedempathy]

Poffins are supposed to be light and fluffy, the texture of those is all wrong.

I think you'd be at least equally adorable if you were green, though! Maybe more! It'd certainly make your eyes striking.

[Will clasps his hands enthusiastically. Cuuuuuute!]

I don't know if that's a healthy color for you guys to be, though. Ooh--unless it's your shiny coloring! Do you guys have shinies? I don't think humans do. But I could be mistaken!

SHINY KIRBY

[begguiling]

[All right, the flattery is real nice, and Magolor eats it up, with some exaggerated preening at being adorable. But also, terminology issues. It's all right to get off track for this . . . he has to admit he's curious.]

Something tells me you're using that word in a way I've never heard it used before.

AAAAAAAAAA *A*

[twistedempathy]

[Will can't help but grin at the preening; it's kind of endearing, honestly. Clearly he needs to flatter Magolor more often, huh? Although is it really flattery, if it's just the truth?]

Shiny Pokémon are Pokémon that are a rare color for their species! I guess there's no reason things like animals and humans and Halcandrans can't be shiny, too..... but humans have so many complexions and hair and eye colors I don't know how you'd even tell.

[begguiling]

[More, always more. He settles again, just cocking his head cutely to listen, but by now his mood is pretty firmly positive—a flip from the Customer Service Face he had on earlier. But really, who doesn't know what it's like to wear that face?]

Oh, so it's like that. I see what you're getting at. My people come in a wide variety of looks! But I've met plenty of species that don't. I'd be pretty thrown off by a blue Waddle Dee. These shiny Pokemon, are they more sought after for being rare? That tends to be how scarcity works . . .

[twistedempathy]

Mmhmm! People really eat them up in the contest circuit and entertainment industry. They're real hard to find in the wild--and not much easier to breed, either. It's all just a roll of the dice, after all. What are Waddle Dee?

[begguiling]

[Magolor hears the words entertainment industry and makes a mental note to follow up on that later, maybe when he meets these mysterious Pokemon for the first time. At this point the picture he's painting of them in his head is maybe half complete: clearly living, both wild and domesticated, but not on the same level as pet animals, and definitely A Big Deal in that universe. Fascinating.]

Waddle Dee's the dominant species on the planet my best friend lives on. Pop Star! You can't get away from those guys if you ever pay it a visit. But there's not a whole lot of variation in how they look compared to me, or humans like you. I had no idea about humans, you know? This is my first time meeting so many!

[twistedempathy]

I'm not sure how I'd get there, without a ship like yours..... It sounds like it'd be great to visit, though! What's your friend like? Are they a Waddle Dee, too?

[A planet named Pop Star? He can't help but think it must be a fun, colorful place, full of music and cheer. But then, you can't always judge a book by its cover, can you? Either way, he's curious.]

[begguiling]

I'd say it's my favorite place I've been, and you'd better believe that's a high recommendation!

[Look at him, being all honest. Pop Star may be boring, but boring can be a luxury in this here universe, and he can't help but feel some cheer in thinking about it.]

My best friend Kirby isn't a Waddle Dee, though. It's easier to describe Pop Star than Kirby. He's a true hero! There aren't many people like him in the universe.

[twistedempathy]

After all the traveling you've done, I sure can. What do you mean, a true hero?

[A dimension-hopping, galaxy-trotting, seasoned explorer declaring Pop Star his favorite place? Now that is something they should be able to take pride in. And the same goes for Kirby, if he's really so unique and heroic he's hard to describe! This Kirby guy really must be someone special.

Hope you don't mind getting casually steered into self-care with an extended break from your surveying work, Magolor, because he's way more interested in hearing about Pop Star and your BFF than complaining.]

[begguiling]

[Everyone needs a break sometimes; it's a welcome distraction, though tinged with the constant undercurrent of slight discomfort Magolor feels in talking about himself and his own life. A minor thing as far as they go. It's an awareness he can't let his guard down on, the constant weighing in his head of how honest versus dishonest to be about any information he shares. But right now the need for dishonesty is pretty low. It's not like Kirby isn't a hero, or his friend.

He absentmindedly reaches for the container of poffins again.]

Welllll, not to braaaaag about my best friend or anything like that, but he's saved the universe a time or two, or ten.

[Including from Magolor that one time!]

Who am I kidding? Of course I'm bragging. I even helped last time! That's a whole long story, though. The kind of thing you do over drinks, not on a work break, right?

[twistedempathy]

Is that so?

[Will rocks back on his heels; you've got his full attention, Magolor. Saving the universe a time or ten is a pretty impressive claim!]

Well then, it sounds like we'll just have to go out for drinks sometime soon, won't we? I've got to hear this one. Your life back home sounds so exciting!

[Clapclapclap~]

[begguiling]

[Did he just accidentally invite someone out for drinks . . . did he just get bravoed. that's supposed to be his thing . . . whoopsie. Well, they'd already made intangible future plans, so same difference, right? It's fine!]

Twist my arm, why don't you! Though I don't drink, sadly. I'm a bit delicate . . . but details, details.

[twistedempathy]

I'm pretty sure I could twist your hand a full 360 degrees and you'd be juuuuuust fine.

[Will just giggles at that; the sheer incongruity of twisting someone's arm when they don't have arms isn't lost on him. But yes, you absolutely got yourself invited out for drinks, and committed yourself to telling the story of helping Kirby save the universe. You can't just offer a grand tale full of danger and adventure like that and not make good on it!]

You don't drink at all? Not even juice or soda pop? I guess we'll just have to have snacks instead, then.

[Look, he's not assuming you mean alcohol automatically. Maybe Halcandrans don't need fluids at all? Alien extradimensional biology means anything is possible!]

[begguiling]

Oh, no. Of course I do! We can share alllll the stories we want over juice or whatever else, except alcohol. Just saying now so you don't waste a glass of expensive wine on me! As much as I'd appreciate the thought and all~.

[He waves his hand. In fact, he waves it in a twisty disembodied way, as if to highlight the arm-twisting joke, which is in fact a good one.]

[twistedempathy]

[Will just laughs outright at the display; perfect, he doesn't even need to do the arm-twisting himself! He doesn't mind a nice glass of wine himself, but he can certainly respect someone not being able to drink it--especially someone with alien physiology, and such a small size. If it's poisonous to humans in large enough doses, who knows how badly it could hurt a Halcandran?]

As expensive as alcohol is to begin with, that just means we can spend money on something really tasty instead, hmmm~?

.....If we can find anything like that. I guess that's pretty iffy around here, until we get that software straightened out.

[begguiling]

There must be some brilliant cook or other who can make the best of what we have! There's no rush anyway. Maybe I want to build up the suspense by making you wait a little . . . I do love a good cliffhanger!

[Surely he can muscle the natives into addressing the replicator issue soon. Surely! For now, at least he has these poffins, and he can't resist picking out another one to eat even though he'd said he wouldn't for a bit. They're tooooo good.]

[twistedempathy]

A cliffhanger? You fiend.

[Will reels in dramatic despair at the mere suggestion, hand pressed to his forehead. Not suspense!11 He can muddle through making the best of their food situation, but making him wait for a good story? How cruel and unusual.....]