Prevailing Romantic Customs Among Species

Have you ever thought that maybe you're attractive because YOU look like ME?

 

It just occurred to me that in interspecies relationships with Floran, other species might have to take antihistamines. That would be a tragic relationship. The one day the other partner forgets and dies from an allergic reaction.

 

HAH! I WIN! NIBOLAS WIN! AVIANS WIN!!! I said that the floran are dangerous for everyone! YOU HEAR THAT @Varc Audial ?

 

No... the quote said "might", not "definitely always will". It did not say that every Floran is dangerous for everyone.

 

Grumpy grumpy Varc, you never agree do you?

 

Because I am right!

 

I wonder just how many cheeky banana innuendoes Apex make.

 

"Hey can I eat your banana?"

"Erh, sorry but I don't swing that way"

"Ew, gross, I meant literally you damn weirdo"

 

Well that list is a "long" one...

 

I think an Avian/floran relationship would be a hot one; at about 350 degrees F for 40 minutes.

Yea, that's the temperature at which chicken is baked...

 

Iseewhatyoudidthere

and now I want some fried chicken

 

Speaking of which, am I the only one who wonders what the berry-like things growing out of certain
Florans' heads taste like? Maybe Blueberry Brain, Cranberry Cranium or Kiwi Cortex?

Yes? I am?

Okay.

 

Guys. Has anyone even considered what happens when two Hylotls get together? How do fish even do that? I was just wondering.

 

Considering that fact that Hylotls are humanoids...

 

I think Hylotls are a representation of the citizens in A Brave New World by Aldous Huxley.

Females go to science stations to have their eggs harvested and fertilized outside of their bodies.
Hylotl have spawning grounds, implying there is no coitus.

And A Brave New World's over arching theme is to sedate the world with peace, which is what Hylotls are doing.

This goes nicely with how Apex are a representation of 1984 by George Orwell.
There is a bit of Fahrenheit 451 thrown in there too.

 

POISONBERRIES

 

Because they're poisonous and can't be trusted

 

I feel sorry for whoever figured that out.