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*The family had returned safely to Utopia. Ramon had kept his promise to keep Claus safe for Lucas. Sadly, they did not come back unscathed. Murfy's claim of only being grazed had been a lie. Floyd revealed that Murfy had, in fact, been shot in his side. He has been forced to get plenty of rest as he recovered from his wounds. Murfy intended to look into the cages used to house the ghosts once he wasn't feeling as sore.

*The greenbottle was spending a lot more time with the twins since he's been forced to stay down. He'd invite Lucas and Claus to come up to his room to watch movies or play games together. Currenty, Murfy had been watching a movie with Lucas close by. The greenbottle hears his phone ringing and checks the number. He raised a brow as he looked over the number. He answers it and presses a button to put it on speaker*

"Hello?"

"Hello. Am I speaking to Murfy?"

*The voice that spoke sounded like Rayman, yet Murfy knew it wasn't him. Rayman was in the house. It wasn't Rayman's number either. The realization hits the greenbottle, and he began to grind his teeth. His voice dripping with hate.*

"How the hell did you get this number?"

"It does not matter how I obtained your number, Murfy. I am in desperate need of your help. I wouldn't be calling you at all unless the situation is dire. I just want to talk. Will you meet with me outside the gates of Utopia?"

"Do you really expect me to come talk to you like nothing happened? You had me shot! You threatened my family! Give me one fuckin' reason why I should give you anything!"

"If you can provide what I am in need of, I can promise you that Umbra will never bother you or the dragon boy ever again. You'd have my word on that."

*Murfy growled through his clenched teeth, but he let out a sigh. He turned to look at Lucas, his eyes showing that he was conflicted. This was too good to be true, and he certainly did not trust the fake Rayman to keep his word. He slowly reached a tiny hand out to grab Lucas' to attempt to give it a gentle squeeze*

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He hadn't noticed that his younger brother had called out to him. Admittedly, he figured that he would be quick, that no one would have noticed that he had left. It seemed like he was wrong about that.

After a while, Claus had stopped in front of the river, and finally looked behind himself to notice that yes, Lucas had followed him. Maybe he should have said so,ething about where he had planned to go...He rubbed his arm.

"Er...Sorry Luc." Well, maybe it was a good thing that Claus wasn't here alone. He didn't have healing PSI after all...

The older twin soon looked back at the river, and was shocked to see that something had swam through the water. He was unable to get a good look though, so he had stepped closer to the water with caution. An arm that looked rather similar to an axolotl's front leg had suddenly grabbed Claus' leg.

This had caused Claus to be startled and trip, so he fell to the ground.

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Oh... not that he expected this, but he appreciates it nonetheless, eyes moved from the child to the flower taking it softly in his hand, 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒐 𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆, 𝒔𝒐 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓.

A soft smile in his features as he continues to hold the flower close to him, the other didn't have to give him nothing, nothing at all. 𝐈𝐟 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞, 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭.

"Thank you. Really, thanks"

Said him as he moved his free hand to reach for the other's hair to softly mess it up, it was things like this that made him love be who he is.

MEME /// ACCEPTING

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He can't help but grin. It's been about sixteen years now, for him, since the adventure that he still couldn't quite put into words, and even less people believed him. Bravery in the face of true terror was a concept he'd gotten cozy with since he was eleven. It made sense even when he was twelve to pass that lesson on.

Red's tall now, but he hadn't changed. A few new scrapes and bumps, but the same confident smile he wore back in the junkyard when they met.

He nodded, folding his arms and crouching to his knees. Pikachu let out a squeal of recognition and excitement from behind him, leaping up Red's back to loom over his shoulder and make every noise under the sun.

It's been a long time.

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He hadn't yet noticed that anyone had approached him, not for a while. His ears flicked slightly, and he soon looked at where Lucas was, and had stopped playing the lute. It sounded like the song had ended, or was near it's end anyway.

"Ah, greetings." The bard had decided to say. It's certainly not the first time that someone had decided to listen to him play out in the open. He doubted that it would be the last.

Slowly, he stood up from under the tree, and soon put his lute away.

"What brings you here?" He might as well ask.

// Hope you have a great birthday!!

//Ayyyyy, thanks a bunch, mate! Can and will do! This birthday has been an awesome one thus far, and I’m sure it’s only going to get better!//

[Gideon] Hands him a Sunflower with a smile. These two are flower friends. Gideon is his flower friend now.

*Gideon grins as he receives the flower. In exchange, the young mudokon child offers Lucas a beautiful white flower native to Oddworld*

"You're my friend now. We're gunna be Besties!"

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Ghost sat alone in the grass, fiddling with something in their hands.

At the moment, they've found something… "entertaining" to do? Is that the right word? In any case, it's keeping their attention. It's an activity they once observed a bug do, although they can't remember when or where it was. Probably sometime during their past travels in the wilds outside of Hallownest. Doesn't really matter.

The vessel was knotting the stems of various flowers together, apparently trying to make a flower crown. It was looking… not so great. They don't appear to care.

A twig snaps, and their head shoots up. Someone's nearby? They look around, quickly spotting the boy. They merely stare, unsure of what to make of this newcomer.

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((I had the same phone for many years. It was my first phone and it had a solid, bright red case. I now have a new phone and it has a see-through, soft blue and green floral pattern.

I still do not register it as my phone from the back because I am expecting an intense primary color, and have "lost" it multiple times.

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"Happy birthday, Shadow!"

"Birthday? How can I have a birthday when I was created, not born?"

The young hedgehog questions, looking up from the blue and yellow rubber band bracelet in the palm of his hand to gaze up at his human sister.

"Because 'happy creation day' doesn't sound as nice" The girl huffs, hands on her hips "Just try the bracelet on already, I'll make it bigger if it doesn't fit over your hand" She says, watching as her little brother struggles to pull the bracelet on over his larger hand without breaking it.

"I'm never taking it off. I love it" The hedgehog states seriously, his short tail wagging rapidly behind him as he hugs his taller sister's legs and buries his face into the fabric of her skirt.

"I love you"

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“Sorry to interrupt, but, er...”

Jeff awkwardly adjusts his glasses. The jitters of traveling through time via the Phase Distorter still stuck with him, ramping up all his anxieties, even though he’s positive he’s fixed it to transport organic matter without any negative side effects. It didn’t help that he was here, in another time, for an important reason, and one he wasn’t sure entirely would be fruitful.

“Do you happen to know a man by the name of Dr. Andonuts...?”

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*Murfy had woken the entire group up shortly after ending his call with the masked man. He gave the orders for everyone to pack up their things and try to fit them in the car. They were leaving for Utopia tonight. The group would pack up whatever they could and got into the car.

*The drive was a long one. Murfy explained to Lucas that Utopia was across the country from Eden. As They drove. Ramon would tell Lucas stories about Utopia. How he always wanted to visit the place, but the board of directors never really let him do any traveling outside of Eden. Not only that, Utopia is very strict on who they allow into their city. The Mayor was someone you do not cross. Not only was Utopia heavily fortified compared to Eden, but Ramon commented that they had enough firepower to wipe Eden off the map. He would tell about how peace treaties were sent to be established between Eden and Utopia, but they never seem to succeed. Ramon then said that Utopia would be the safest place for them if they were allowed inside.

*Three days of driving, only stopping for when they needed a break or to swap drivers so the other could rest. Ramon would tap on Lucas' shoulder and point off in the distance. A huge, walled off city was in the distance. On the top of that wall were canons of some kind, ones that could easily travel long distances. The walls looked impenetrable from the outside. Raymona was the one driving currently and she drove the car right up to the gates. Murfy slipped into the driver's seat to address the gate keeper on duty. - "Heeeey Fernando! Long time no see!"

*The Gatekeeper responded by raising his voice to the greenbottle, it was clear these two were familiar with each other. - "What the... Murfy!? How many times do I need to tell you that you can't come into Utopia without permission, man?" - Murfy did not skip a beat when he responded to the agitated gatekeeper - "Listen Fernando. I got someone here that the mayor's gunna wanna see pronto. I know I'm treading on thin ice here but trust me. Give the Mayor a call and tell him Murfy's here with a guy who's first name begins with R and ends with ayman."

*The name caused the gatekeeper to give a loud swallow. He turned away from them and grabbed for a phone within his booth. He dialed a number on it and they could hear him tell whoever was on the line to "Get me a direct line to the Mayor, it's important." after some waiting, they could barely hear the conversation the gatekeeper was having next. After the phone call, the gatekeeper opened the gates to Utopia- "Alright you are to make your way straight to city hall. The Mayor wants to see you right away. Welcome to Utopia."

*Raymona begins driving into the city, and Lucas is greeted to a large, bustling city. It was so clean, full of life! A mix of nature and steampunk industrial. There were even trees! Plants! Grass beneath your feet in some places. flowing rivers and even a massive waterfall could be seen pouring over one of the sides of the wall that surrounded the city. It was like a paradise within the wastelands and the industrial landscape! Ramon let out a soft "woah" as he began taking in the sights with Lucas.*

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Claus gave his little brother a rather small, yet noticeably tired looking smile.

"I'm glad that you're doin' okay. And, you don't need to apologize, it's fine." Once Lucas asked if Claus needed anything, though, he went silent for a bit.

"Well, uh...I'm fine." Claus finally responded after a while. "I've just been....Restless, I guess."

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“I’m not giving elaborations for these btw.”

((Thank you so much! :D))

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[ It might be the way flora manages to grow despite hardships inflicted upon the Earth.  Or perhaps the biological systems which sustain various forms of plant life–so different from the likes of the Psion species and exceedingly variant in functionality and adaptations–and allow for them to thrive in a variety of environments.  But all the same, though he had never originally paid much attention to what he was destroying as an invader during the invasions he had launched on Earth a long time ago (relative to the point in time he had decided to explore), once he had realigned his priorities and set out to clean up after the invasions, time had granted him a new appreciation of what life exists on Earth.  Appreciation and respect for the resilience of the life-forms on it.  But, then that’s just how the Earth is in general, is it not?  The improbable resilience and great power contained within it is exactly what drew the Psion species to it in the first place.  In a way, the Earth is why Gregory himself exists at all and though there are many regrettable things he has done (nevermind the atrocious circumstances underpinning his creation in the first place), he is grateful to have the opportunity to continue existing.

And that appreciation for plant life in particular is why he’s ventured out into a field full of sunflowers.  He had never seen one up close before much less walked through it, but the experience thus far certainly does not disappoint.  The primary color of the petals itself is visually pleasing and as a whole, there’s something distinctly soothing about naturalistic scenery as a whole.  As the disguised alien walks through the field, he’s careful to avoid grievously injuring any plant on his path, dark blue voids narrowed just a bit as his sharp gaze sweeps through the landscape in search of an ideal spot (one less populated by sunflowers and thus, safe to sit down) to settle upon and initiate his intended study of the sunflower field.  Before Gregory can properly zero in on such a location however, he catches sight of another life-form in the field.  He had already detected the individual before entering the field, but dismissed their presence almost immediately in favour of acquiring more data on a subject that was quickly reaching a status comparable to that of robots for him.  Now that he’s a little closer, it’s become abundantly clear that this person might be worth further investigation.  If his suspicions are correct–based off preliminary data he had collected upon arriving to these islands–alongside the readings gifted to him by his ‘higher perception’, then this must be the human known as ‘Lucas’.

A hero connected to a greater power.  Someone he had categorized as being a person of interest, far beyond his usual desire to study life-forms and their interactions with others as a series of loose, unstructured social experiments.  This social experiment remains under the jurisdiction of such rules (or lackthereof) but just so happens to contain potential for far more valuable data.  Or rather, more valuable to the disguised Psion himself personally.  The value of data is in the ‘eye of the beholder’.  It is contingent on one’s priorities and goals and thus, the rather subjective value of it shifts accordingly.  And so, he takes a moment to consider his approach to the situation–his mind swiftly running through his (admittedly limited) knowledge of how social interactions work–before brushing aside some haphazard strands of fluffy blonde hair and making a beeline towards Lucas.  Once at an appropriate distance from the other, small hands straighten out any creases (no matter how slight) in the yellow hoodie loosely draped over his slight frame before he cuts straight to addressing the other.  Small talk.  Focus on small talk.  Something to initiate contact in a way that will be consistent with human social customs.  ]

—-‘Excuse me, but would it be presumptuous to assume that you are present here because you hold a sufficiently potent appreciation for plant life as well?’