[After weeks stuck on the ship, it's a relief to be chosen as apart of the team to scope out the new planet they've come across. Even on a ship the size of the Eluvio, there are only so many places you can go and only so many things you can do before boredom and cabin fever begin to kick in. Plus, all the greenery and plant life Apollo spots from out of the window as their ship sets down is a very welcoming sight, the complete opposite of the chrome and metal found in the fleet.
Well, it's welcome for all of .2 seconds after they touch down on the planet, and then a storm blows in, scrambling communications and sending everything haywire. Not being very technologically inclined himself, outside of being a tech user, he decides to head out and scout the area, leaving the rest to the tech experts.
After all, they are here to gather food supplies, of which there appears to be an abundance. Slipping his solar bracelet on, an assurance that he'll remain healthy and powered up for whatever comes, he turns to the nearest person besides him with a grin.]
I need to get out of this cage. Care to join me?
[After all, two people and collect more supplies than one. And with communication being down, it's best to have a partner.]
3;
[Anyone walking through the residential area of the ship may hear low, gargling noises and see a bright, yellow light illuminating the hallway ahead. Drawing closer, they'll come across a scene of Apollo, hovering inches off the floor, shooting blasts of solar energy out of his eyes at the creature. The cries grow louder, indicating pain, but for some reason he ceases his attack.
A familiar strip of cloth is hanging off the creature's arm, like a ripped piece of clothing. The cloth is identical to a shirt Apollo had seen one of the shop keepers wearing just that morning. Dread and sorrow sit in the pit of his stomach as realization dawns.]
They're people. Were people.
[Unfortunately, the creature isn't going to wait around for Apollo to digest this horrifying news and is moving with speed towards him. The blond man doesn't hesitate in flying towards the creature, matching its speed, and wrapping an arm around its neck while landing a punch with the other hand.
And that's when he notices you.]
You need to clear this floor! Now.
4; network
id: apollo
What exactly do you all do for fun around here? There's only so much yoga and flight simulations a person can do before losing their minds.
Apollo | DC Comics
[After weeks stuck on the ship, it's a relief to be chosen as apart of the team to scope out the new planet they've come across. Even on a ship the size of the Eluvio, there are only so many places you can go and only so many things you can do before boredom and cabin fever begin to kick in. Plus, all the greenery and plant life Apollo spots from out of the window as their ship sets down is a very welcoming sight, the complete opposite of the chrome and metal found in the fleet.
Well, it's welcome for all of .2 seconds after they touch down on the planet, and then a storm blows in, scrambling communications and sending everything haywire. Not being very technologically inclined himself, outside of being a tech user, he decides to head out and scout the area, leaving the rest to the tech experts.
After all, they are here to gather food supplies, of which there appears to be an abundance. Slipping his solar bracelet on, an assurance that he'll remain healthy and powered up for whatever comes, he turns to the nearest person besides him with a grin.]
I need to get out of this cage. Care to join me?
[After all, two people and collect more supplies than one. And with communication being down, it's best to have a partner.]
3;
[Anyone walking through the residential area of the ship may hear low, gargling noises and see a bright, yellow light illuminating the hallway ahead. Drawing closer, they'll come across a scene of Apollo, hovering inches off the floor, shooting blasts of solar energy out of his eyes at the creature. The cries grow louder, indicating pain, but for some reason he ceases his attack.
A familiar strip of cloth is hanging off the creature's arm, like a ripped piece of clothing. The cloth is identical to a shirt Apollo had seen one of the shop keepers wearing just that morning. Dread and sorrow sit in the pit of his stomach as realization dawns.]
They're people. Were people.
[Unfortunately, the creature isn't going to wait around for Apollo to digest this horrifying news and is moving with speed towards him. The blond man doesn't hesitate in flying towards the creature, matching its speed, and wrapping an arm around its neck while landing a punch with the other hand.
And that's when he notices you.]
You need to clear this floor! Now.
4; network
id: apollo
What exactly do you all do for fun around here? There's only so much yoga and flight simulations a person can do before losing their minds.