Created Saturday 11 December 2021
Please let this not turn into a Data.
But, come on, wouldn't it suck to be a universe-spanning sentience and not be even a little bit curious about that through which you expand?
So, there are elements of the Mycon's peronality that are curious, often poking around; more of them poke around more interesting times and places. (Some think they even feed on the new and plentiful information available [spits into cam p fire].) And among them are the root chaers. A nearly morbid group of Aspects (aspects of its personality. I know. It's really hard not to make this fruity.) often follow teh Really Big Space Monsters. (There, now I feel a little better about that whole Aspect thing.) And yeah, they call them roots. That draw sustenance from the leaves that flow along the Mycon trails. I mean, it borders on parasiticism. And yeah, getting a big lump of heavy metals from a few civilized wrolds would be like a big (I mean really big) wad of fertilizer.
Has a ranch on Earth. Big enough for a warm-blooded horse named Star Seed and one funny goat. (I mean, I've never seen a goat with a better one.)
"People with co-creative powers." Boy, she has been thinking about this for a while.
No, sorry, but that was always a direction I didn't want to need to paddling against.