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Being the godpoke, the cowboy chose to help any newcomers, watching as a packed boat approached the shore.
a group of people got off the boat, some looking to have already been grove-touched, colourful hair, eyes—someone seemingly already had completely green skin?
Adjusting Megapon, Godpoke shot the voice line into the crowd "Welcome! Hihello!- the grove welcomes you!- especially the gods-" one of the visitors jumps at the sound, frantically adjusting their red sweater.
"Well thank you!" the person with a lime green shirt said, puffing up their chest.
"Martyn,, we don't.. we don't know where we are?" one of them whispers to the first person—martyn, they said.
"Follow- the waves-" Godpoke waves them to follow, shifting through the dialogue.
They pass by the Midnight, introducing it while taking a break
"Woah! we can actually TALK to the gods??" a pink haired lady asks, tail swaying behind her in the same pink. Her eyes light up at Godpoke's responding nod, turning towards the guy next to her to excitedly whisper.
"Wanna go in-?" They'd been approved to let the tourists visit the gods today, Mitternacht would actually be delighted.
The group is a cacophony of affirmatives. Godpoke tells them to follow yet again and walk into the Midnight, waiting for the group to appear in the domain.
"Oh, hi starling! you've brought guests?" Mitternacht leans close looking at each member of the group, "well, I'll not be rude and not introduce myself. I'm Miss Mitternacht, the First God" She smiles at them.
The tourists look up at Her in awe, wide eyes following her movements, until one of them break out of the trance to introduce themself.
"uh- hi! I'm Pearl?" she's a tall lady, bright green moth wings fluttering behind her, there's a silver crescent moon clip in her long brown hair.
Mitternacht gasps, and leans close, holding out a hand "may I get a closer look at you, darlin'?" Pearl walks into Her hand, smiling with a slight blush when She brings her closer to Her face, "oh starfruit, you're truly a child of mine.. those wings, you're gifted," She looks at the rest of the group "you all are so incredibly gifted"
The rest of the group go through their introductions. great, 18 names to have to remember.. They ask a couple questions, curious about everything, but eventually they have to keep moving or else they won't make any progress in the tour. everyone waves as they leave, until just Godpoke and Mitternacht was there.
they let out a half-groan, hand automatically rising to their neck under the bandana.
"are you alright, hun?" Mitternacht asks, concern etched onto Her face as Godpoke makes a so-so hand motion, pointing at the door and then waving soon after. "well if you need me, I'm here. bye," they left soon after, joining the group again, who had apparently been spotted by the bizzyboys..
Each of the bizzys are surrounded by small groups of people. Vibiano's with Scott, Pearl, Cleo—the green person— and a few others. the most surprising part about these groups is that Capochin seems to be having a semi-decent conversation with Martyn, the one with lime green, and Ren.
They walk over to Capo, readying Megapon.
"oh, hey cowpoke. what d'ya need?" The other two exchanged confused looks
"Need to leavego!- MILDREADFUL-" they gestured to the groups, watching as Capochin's eyes shifted across the groups
"don't let us hold ya up, continue with your tour" He waves, going to wrangle the boys.
Next stop was Mildread, the heat making Godpoke sweat under their bandana. They started with the schoolhouse, standing just outside of the doors as they introduce the town and its God.
"schools in- can't talk- Cobigail!-" Jimmy, Grian, and Joel seem to deflate at the information. A few of the others looking like they were going to say something—
"BOO!!" godpoke squeaked, practically jumping out of their boots from the scare, turning around to see a tall lady currently snickering "now, who said y'all can't talk to me? just 'cus school's in session doesn't mean I can't visit!"
"Cobigail!-" Godpoke gasped for breaths, hiding their face as they pull down the bandana to breath easier.
"oops! sorry, bud!" She apologized with a pat to the back. the group watched the interaction, Grian almost shaking with excitement, which increased tenfold when She turned back around to face the group, "Howdy! I'm sure the little helper told y'all, but I'm Cobigail! god of the harvest! (and tricks too) any questions?"
Godpoke zoned out as the group (specifically Grian) excitedly asked questions.
"C'mon cowboy! we're goin' dressing up!" Cobigail taps their shoulder, leading the group to the nearby tailor. They follow blindly watching the practically vibrating group.
Each person ended up in different western styled clothes, later staying in an inn nearby.