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"Go big or get culled, as they say." Galekh Xigisi | Affilated with Isola Radiale Subgiant | Xigisi's Hive

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@knifeprey​

Curiosity be damned, Galekh was the cat. He could only hope that satisfaction could bring him back, in the end.

Truthfully, he'd like to think that in any other situation, he might've ignored this one. Let it slip past him, as many things have, to live in the void of the unknown that he tried to convince himself didn't bother him. But he was bored, and he was intrigued, and so he threw his caution to the wayside to pursue a figure he spotted slinking slick into an alleyway.

This wasn't his usual haunt, that was for certain. Prim and proper, standing tall, stuck out like a sore thumb amongst the grime of Fibonacci's backstreets. He was a steady step, unwavering, no fear to cloud his thinkpan and keep him muddied in the face of... whatever he may be trailing right now. That was the one thing that kept him hesitant - he wasn't /entirely/ sure what he could be up against.

Though, that didn't mean he was starting to grow scared. He knew he was strong enough to take on anything that came his way.

Reaching a bit of a dead end, punctuated with dumpster rats and the smell of rot from sources he didn't entirely want to think of, he folded his arms behind his back as the source of his intrigue came into view, regarding the shorter man he’d been trailing with little more than a tilt of a head.

"Can I ask you something?"

"What are you doing back here?"

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school decided to kick my ass for most of this month but im alive now so ;; i might make a starter call in a bit HRJKHDFKGJF

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requiemsfighter‌:

Stopping his preparation to leave, Joey blinked when seeing the other resident  ask him something. He mainly kept to himself while in a library due to the things he was researching, so he wasn’t expecting someone to suddenly speak to him. Not only that, but explaining what you were researching would be kind of a weird thing since someone don’t believe in mythical death gods. Even he had a hard time believing they exist until well….this entire situation of becoming what he is now happened. 

“Well…I’m reading up on different legends of death and rebirth, mainly mythology more than anything else. It has to do with my ‘family business’ to explain it in a easy way.”

“But its not as easy at it looks with so many different mythos and stories.” He laughed a little hesitantly.  

Galekh wasn't the type to really disregard the existence of something. With his existence in Spirale under his belt, he figured that casting doubt on... well, anything at this point, would be ignorant and crass, an arrogant assumption that he knew all there was to know. That was something he knew already - he’d never know all there was to know, and that taunt only made the pursuit of further knowledge more exciting. And so when the stranger mentioned his mythologies, his link to them, Galekhs curiosity was only piqued, his desire to learn a little more causing his typical desire to not snoop to fall to the wayside.

"Death mythology.. It does sound rather complex."

"Family business?"

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sooooo...... security breach, huh!

galekh has taken it upon himself to actively make attempts to sever the wires. he figures since he’s got the strength to do it, there’s no reason not to, right? what could go wrong?

note: due to the current floods in golden, any wire cutting related threads cannot be set there, as he is rather terrestrial

he could also involve himself in disaster relief - this can be set anywhere

like this for a starter! uncapped for now - these will be shorter and more action focused than my usual stuff

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requiemsfighter‌:

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At the revelation of some of the dreams that he’s been having lately, Joey has been staying at the library later and later to research more about the mythology of death gods, curses, and magic as of lately. Before he had help but was now all on his own, something that would have scared away his younger self before. But since he couldn’t even rely on his own blood relations…

“This right here too, a dud. There’s so many different cultures about the dead and underworlds but only a select few on being able to use those abilities. I feel like I’d get better information from a comic book series than here.” A small groan came from his mouth as his head hit the table with a small smack. Maybe he should just take a break here and go outside, it was a beautiful day after all.

“It’s getting warmer though, that’s another thing not to look forward to. The city always feels 10 times hotter than a forest or jungle.” Holding onto one of the books, Joey got ready to leave the cool sanctity of the library.

It seems like all Galekh was to do was surround himself with books these days. The wide array of Alternian tomes peppered around his standout home, the bookstores by which he got his coffee, the libraries by which he siphoned knowledge unknown to him until only a few ticks ago. It was a life he enjoyed despite its monotony, and though he was one for new experiences, to go big or go home, there was nothing wrong with staying comfortable for a while.

For after all, if everything were excitement and new things and experiences to remember for the rest of your sweeps, it'd get old. Every mountain has its valleys, and every life has its downtime.

So it was no surprise to spot him amongst the winding shelves of Golden's library, fit to burst with things he'd yet to learn. And though this was somewhere one would usually assume to keep to themselves, find your book and sit down to sink into its lore, Galekh found himself talking to people in libraries more often than he'd think to admit. The curiosity of spotting someone with a tome he'd never seen before, the urge, the desire to know more, left him pushing past any social anxiety he'd built up over the sweeps and bringing him to question more often than not.

So when he noticed the stranger out of the corner of his eye, exasperated, head to the desk, he couldn't stop himself from speaking up.

"..Pardon me."

"I can't seem to help my curiosity here. What are you reading?"

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actuallymuffet‌:

She made sure to keep a firm grasp on this frog, lest it try to escape again. Muffet was delighted by the news that it was hers now, though she wasn’t excited for her own sake, but rather all her spiders at home.

“I know just what to do with him, thank you~”

The frog’s fate aside, she was quick to shrug in response to the follow-up question.

“The eggs specifically, or the city celebrations themselves? For the former… who knows? I have no idea why eggs are so special. But evidently it’s connected to a human holiday that happens in the spring. But, as I’m sure you can relate… human holidays are not exactly my forte, shall we say.”

That didn’t make her want to participate any less, though! The happy spirit of the events were infectious, she thought.

“Best make the most of it, unless you’d rather wait until next year.”

She seemed... excited, at least! Though Galekh couldn’t entirely pinpoint why, he was glad to have elicited such a positive response from his little kindness. At her explanation, he gives a curious hum, casting a few glances around at the spots of color marking the eggs he’d been so confused by.

“Right, human holidays... strange things, aren’t they.”

He pauses. There’s another egg nearby, yellow in its plastic hue, and he debates for a moment on picking it up, though an odd hesitation seems to halt him in his tracks.

“...Do all of the eggs have frogs in them? That seems like a rather absurd move to make.”

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juumonshield‌:

Five hundred pounds, thats a bit of a number. Though judging from the other non human features, he suppose thats not unusual. It was weird of him to ask someone this inane, but being stuck on this city for months on end has him possibly wanting for human interaction. 

 “I see. Forgive me for asking something so… in any case. Do you want to, perhaps have some tea together?” thats how normal people ask right?

And... wow, alright. He supposed that if he were to have any interaction today, this one might as well be it. Seems like things were going pretty well... as odd as it was.

“I-- ah, sure? I’d be up for it. No better way to get to know someone than over a cup of tea, hm?”

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im gonna knock out my few non-event replies i gotta do & then see what i can do for the event .w.;

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juumonshield‌:

Doe she mean caste would equal to physical strength? What wonders do other species have that would make them have such a biology, its something that made him curious, but not enough to make him ask outright. Considering that he is very rude to begin with by asking without introducing himself first. 

 “I see, can I ask how many pounds can you life at max strength. If tha tis alright.”

He rolls his shoulders back, hums in thought, laces his fingers together in a semblance of a stretch. He hadn’t really done such in a while, so he didn’t particularly know what he maxxed out at, but... he supposed he could give an estimate.

“Mm... at least 500? Maybe more - I haven’t checked in a while.”

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actuallymuffet‌:

Muffet didn’t need any of the items that were placed inside these eggs, but they were fun to collect regardless! Evidently, this was a classic spring holiday tradition… but she’s never been involved in one herself either. The most impressive part of it to her, though, was the logistics behind hiding all the eggs… that must have taken a lot of volunteers.

Briefly were her thoughts filled with the imagery of thousands of spiders hauling plastic eggs across the ward to hide them, thoughts that she entertained and let amuse herself with as she approached another egg.

But someone else got there first, and them grabbing it before she got close enough is what snapped her out of those thoughts. That, and the frog leaping onto her head immediately afterwards, too. Her top three eyes tracked it as it went above her as far as they could, and she laughed, thinking the situation more cute than anything else.

“I can’t rightly blame you for what the frog did, can I? There’s no need to apologize, deary.”

Slowly she reached one pair of hands upward in front of her… high enough to scare the frog into jumping off the back of her head, where she had another pair of hands already waiting to catch it. Muffet was now in possession of one frog, which she now held in front of her chest, looking down at it with a very thoughtful look.

“…Did you want him back? Or has he chosen his fate with me?”

At her response, he calms, shoulders lax and gaze softer in the wake of her rather casual demeanor towards... you know, getting jumped by a frog. He scratches at the side of his face, idle, an amused look towards the amphibian in her palm now calm and content to settle in.

“You can keep him, if you like. I don’t exactly know what I’d do with a frog in the first place.”

“..What is all of this, anyways? I’ve never seen a celebration like this before.”

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@exegesisindigo​

 “You are… you look quiet strong. Do you exercice?” he was curious, though a bit rude, the city has gotten to him and made him ask head strong questions on the beat. 

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“Ah?”

Well, that was sudden. Though it wasn’t like Galekh hadn’t been greeted with questioning before. Such is the nature of a world where your kind aren’t the main inhabitants - he supposes he’s been asked stranger things.

“I.. do, yes. Though my caste is just naturally strong, I feel it’s important to not let said strength go to waste.”

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As much as Galekh enjoyed attempts to try new things, coffee was always something to draw him in. He wouldn’t consider himself a caffeine addict, more like... a connoisseur. And as such, when he caught wind of the Archimedes latte art contests, his desire to check out the scene won over all else.

And hey, there was a new experience to be found here, too! Latte art was something he’d never tried his hand at before, though he wouldn’t claim to feel too confident at his ability.

Eventually, he had found himself seated at a table at one particular coffeeshop in Archimedes, latte in hand as he made a rather crude attempt to draw out what seemed to be a Lily of the Valley. There’s a grumble to his voice, staring furrowed down at his cup, before he leans just a tad to the side, not taking his eyes off of his attempt as he spoke up.

“Does this look right to you? I can’t tell.”

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@actuallymuffet​ liked for a starter!

This was one of those things Spirale felt the need to introduce him to. Either this was a tradition Alternia didn't hold, or he had never had the chance to experience it, but either way Galekh was quite sure he hadn't ever seen anything like it before.

Wandering into Archimedes, he was greeted by the sight of a myriad of colorful eggs scattered around the ward, and an equal myriad of Spirale's citizens scrambling to collect the bright hues he found himself so unfamiliar with. And as much as he had read about the world, learned of the place he now called home, he hadn't really... figured out what this was for. Or at least, he'd forgotten it.

Curious, noticing a bright purple egg nestled amongst the swaying leaves of a plant, he picks it up, examining the artificial surface before furrowing his brows and cracking it open in his hand.

And- Oh, that was a frog. Okay! Interesting!

Galekh fumbled as the amphibian hopped from his hands, alighting itself on a nearby strangers head and- oh no.

"Ah!"

"I'm- ah, I'm sorry about that I didn't expect it to jump.."

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@looking-for-four liked for a starter!

It had been a while since Xigisi had stumbled across some needless violence. That was left to the drones and the death-happy back home, the malice in a trolls blood, the dark nature by which they all survived. And though Galekh would admit that he had a rather privileged life back there, high and happy in his vine-crawled hive while the drones sought out those more unlucky than he, that didn't mean he hadn't seen his fair share of weird and inopportune murder.

So when he glanced down an alleyway to find a rather... familiar scene gracing his eye, he couldn't help but stop and stare.

It wasn't the most... brutal death Galekh had ever seen. That award likely went to some poor sap on Alternia that now barely crossed his mind. And while he wasn't exactly a fan of this sort of thing - which one would consider surprising, if they knew anything about trolls in general - he wasn't unused to it either, giving the man a curious look as he regarded this situation with an all too casual air of what the fuck.

"...Everything alright over there?"

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crawls back onto here// hi major apologies for my absence i havebeen  So busy and so not motivated to write ;w; but im here now!

lets kick things off with a starter call - capping at 3! wanna get the ball rolling with this boy again

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OK THIS IS CLOSED HEE ty guys!! ive tossed dms @ yall to figure out setting and stuff :’-D

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crawls back onto here// hi major apologies for my absence i havebeen  So busy and so not motivated to write ;w; but im here now!

lets kick things off with a starter call - capping at 3! wanna get the ball rolling with this boy again

[exegesisindigo]

crawls back onto here// hi major apologies for my absence i havebeen  So busy and so not motivated to write ;w; but im here now!

lets kick things off with a starter call - capping at 3! wanna get the ball rolling with this boy again