From the Ground to the Stars!

🐕 : How hard is it earn your muses loyalty?

🐈: Can your muse sleep anywhere or do they need specific conditions?

🐎: How fast can your muse run?

🦊 : Is your muse more cunning or straightforward?

🐇 : How easily does your muse get scared?

🐿️ : Does your muse collect anything?

🦝 : How chaotic is your muse?

🐺 : Is your muse more comfortable alone or as part of a group?

🐻 : How does your muse react when woken up unexpectedly?

🐢 : Is your muse patient, or do they rush things?

🐙 : How well does your muse multitask?

🦢 : Does your muse care much about appearances or presentation?

🦜 : How talkative is your muse?

🦚 : Does your muse enjoy attention?

🐉 : Is your muse possessive?

🐘 : How good is your muse's memory?

🐝 : Is your muse a hard worker or a slacker?

🐔 : Would your muse ever commit cannibalism?

🦉 : Is your muse more active at night or during the day?

🦈 : What would it take to make your muse bite someone?

"You don't have my filesss becaussse I'm not part of the exploration team," Nekali responded bluntly. He then turned the node towards the pilot's seat.

The 'iris' is replaced by a loading wheel.

A soft ding a few minutes later and it blinks.

"Greetings, survivor!" The node says in a too cheerful, kiwi accent. "My designation is A1-V1N! Navigations and Auto Piloting Expert! Designed to help survivors of the Archon Discovery Exploration Teams return home!"

Graphic design is my passion 👁️👄👁️

The metal retracts...

And then blinks.

A black screen is revealed, and flickers to life to show off an orange ring. Which flicks around the ship before focusing on the alien.

An eye?

[Please Select Language.]

Not recognizing its design or the portal technology it used, the Vesk warrior couldn't tell if the ship was friendly or hostile. Quickly, he ran towards the crash-site---carving a crude path through the jungle, not caring to cover his tracks.

Upon entering the clearing that the ship crashed into, Nekali cautiously approached the wreck with his weapon ready. As he looked for signs of survivors, he tried to pick-up their scent to no avail. No one must have climbed out of the wreck yet.

After some searching, Nekali found a hatch and pried it open with his clawed hands. Somewhere inside, he heard a noise and raised his weapon in response.

From the looks of it, it might have been a ferry ship, or a life pod. There's two seats on each side, which have been charred to hell and back, and a pilot's chair, which contains what could have been an organic being at one point before being disintegrated upon impact.

And yet, the beeping continues. A possible distress beacon.

For a ship with no survivors.

Send me ✔ and I will bold my preferences for your muse!

My muse(s):

Do I know your muse(s):  yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other

Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship

Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protecter - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other 

I’m in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other

send one to have our muses meet for the first time.

“Sorry, were you just talking to me?”

“I think you dropped this.”

“You look lost. Need some help?”

“I don’t usually talk to strangers, but…”

“You’re sitting in my spot.”

“Whoa! Careful!”

“We’ve never met, right? You seem familiar.”

“Is that seat taken?”

“Sorry, I think I just spilled something on you.”

“You’re blocking the doorway.”

“Were you just staring at me?”

“Excuse me, do you know the time?”

“Wait — are you the person I’m supposed to meet?”

“I’ve been sent to find you.”

“Please don’t be alarmed, but I think we have the same bag.”

“Do you work here?”

“I’m fairly certain that’s mine.”

“You’ve got something on your face.”

“Sorry, I thought you were someone else.”

“Do you know the way to ___?”

“You’re hurt. Do you need help?”

“That’s a fine ___ (cloak/hat/book/etc.). Where did you get it?”

“This might sound strange, but can I hide behind you for a moment?”

“You look like you could use a friend.”

“I think your dog just stole my lunch.”

“Hey, you dropped your coin purse.”

“I think we’re stuck in here together.”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to overhear, but…”

“Are you the new neighbor?”

“First time in town?”

“I’m not sure if this belongs to you, but…”

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“I’ve been hearing a lot about you.”

“Do you mind if I join you?”

“I think you’re in the wrong place.”

“You seem… out of place.”

“Don’t take this the wrong way, but are you following me?”

“That was a close call.”

“Not to alarm you, but someone’s watching you.”

“Mind if I walk with you?”

“You look like you’re in trouble.”

“Was that your doing back there?”

“You don’t look like you’re from around here.”

“That was impressive. How’d you manage it?”

“I’m guessing you’re not here by accident.”

“Do I want to know what just happened?”

“You might want to keep your voice down.”

“Is it always this strange around here?”

“I have a feeling we’re about to become acquainted whether we like it or not.”